The transfer was in the air.
You're not really up there!
Quena shouts unexpectedly.
Even though I had no problem with strengthening my body with magic, I had quite an altitude.
Looking at the roof of the Imperial Castle, it was a few meters away, but it was many times as far away from the ground. It's no wonder that the instinct it has evokes fear.
--Let's go.
The nerim that falls next to it is small and mouthy.
Then he waved his sword and the pressure came down from the sky, shaking the air.
It can be seen that it is the magic of the wind system.
They arrived at the royal castle before the Queenas.
The structure was much more robust than usual, but it was easily destroyed like tofu by Nerim's magic.
(You really are a monster...!)
Cuena recognises it again.
The girl with blue hair next to her was said to be the most powerful sword saint in history.
I could tell that Nerim's ferocity was protruding.
The two landed in a huge space.
He must have done some piercing work. It connects cluttered rooms.
Who the hell are you?
Suddenly, the people in the room shouted at the visitor.
"He was a resident here."
At last, Quena says something nostalgic.
Even if I lived there, it was a long time ago.
However, somehow the interior seemed familiar and nostalgic.
"Le, Luina...!? No, it's similar, but it's my sister!"
"I know you well. You must be the Weira Imperial Army..."
"......!"
There was a group of about thirty robes in Quena's sight.
The magic circle was depicted, and several people continued to exercise it with a bitter expression without interfering with the Quenas to maintain it even now.
"It looks like a bingo. It's definitely a magical unit owned by the 'Astorians'." If you keep it down, you can solve the brainwashing magic. "
Nerim gladly held his sword.
"You guys...!"
The group activates magic without hesitation.
It exercises superior attack magic, advanced transfer magic, and illusion magic.
I could tell he was a high level wizard.
But the opponent was wrong.
Those Magic Troops are eliminated by Nerim in an instant.
Some wizards tried to escape.
However, no one has ever escaped.
Um... I don't have a job, though.
"Quena will have a job entrusted to her by Ruina. Let's do something different from here. I'll find another magic unit."
"Other magic units? Aren't they the only ones?"
"I'm constantly passively using magic of this magnitude and divine region level." Probably on a routine. You may think that there are three other units. Well, the detection magic is roughly under consideration.
Can you do that number to Nerim alone?
"You don't have to worry about me."
"That's true, too. I'm going to end this in an instant."
"Is Quenna more okay than that?" If you run into a magic unit, you'll have to fight it. "
"You're sure you can do it."
Quena's cheeks swelled when she was unexpected.
It seemed that Nerim was genuinely concerned about something else, and he nodded softly.
"I may have heard this fuss and decided to blow myself up." It would be troublesome if you were to be shifted to buy time. Anyway, if there's any suspicious movement, let me know right away. "
Okay, okay, okay.
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I broke up with Nerim, and Quena put her hand on her chin to make her think.
(If there were any magic items for suicide bombing... where?)
When she realized that she had been distracted by what was important from Ruina, she was a little stunned.
Or maybe even Ruina didn't know where it was.
But if Quenna had been sober, she would have asked. The only thing I couldn't do was be hostile to Ruina.
(This is jealousy. because I had something that I didn't have....)
Quena becomes self-conscious.
Ruina had a lot.
Young and talented, he had the support of many nobles and generals.
Above all, Quenna was a child with a prostitute, and Ruina was a child of her right wife.
While I was young, I had a painful understanding of the "difference".
(This is also the case with the former Prime Minister. I know. Ruina let me go.)
Quenna makes a fist.
Grasp hard.
It seemed to suppress the desire to strongly deny it.
(I am a child with a prostitute, and Ruina is a child with a straight wife. If you need a woman for your bloodline, Ruina alone is enough. Rather, I am ineligible. If Ruina were to look down on me or think it doesn't matter...... I was dead)
You must have protected me.
There were many unnatural things that seemed so unnatural.
That's why it was so easy.
(Zied is mine. The only thing Ruina doesn't have. so envious of him.....)
It used to be something I felt unconscious about.
However, now that reason was dominant, it was in consciousness.
The presence of Zide is also a reassuring tool for psychologically challenging Ruina.
(...... my God)
I disgust myself with such thoughts.
However, it is linked by causation.
That's why my feelings for Zeed grow even stronger.
(When did you first fall in love...... but I'm sure it was before you met Ruina again......)
Goodwill was indisputably authentic.
However, I couldn't help but notice that Luina was flickering in my head.
(Ahhh! Not anymore. Find it! For now anyway.....)
Quena thought a little bit about where the magic items were.
Just a little, somehow.
Then move your legs.
I went to the center of the royal castle.
It's also a place for food storage.
(Well, here it is in nine out of ten. If you're not here, you can think that you're not in the Royal Castle.)
Quena stopped to touch the giant door.
(... what if the Weira Empire is gone? I'm sure Ruina will lose everything. Maybe you'll have to spend time as a normal person...?)
I only have ideas that are convenient for me.
"Oh, who is this?"
Suddenly, I hear a voice.
Looking back, there was a boy with blurry hair wearing glasses.
Aegel
It's also said to be the next generation of wizards who manipulate a wide variety of magic items.
And he was a wise man.
……
Quena stood up.
The Astheians are enemies.
However, contrary to Quena's vigilance, Aigel seemed to be in a panic.
Huh? You want to fight?
"Isn't that why you're here?"
"No, I just have an errand in the room."
"Here? What kind of errand?"
Aigel looks at Quena's question with a distressed gust of wind.
"There was a hole in the royal castle ceiling just now." Did you do that? "
“Not exactly me, but my people.”
Then it's our enemy, isn't it?
Aigel says.
I knew you weren't the enemy!
That's right, Quena receives it, and Quena puts her strength into her legs.
However, Aigel rushed to wave his hand to appeal to the hostility.
"No, it's not. It's a factional story, but I'm not going to fight." In the meantime, can I come inside in a hurry? "
Describe the situation.
"While you're in." Otherwise, all of us would be Buddha. "
Aigel opens the pantry.
What was inside was not abundant food, but two enormous magic items.
One was a crystal-shaped magic item with black and white stripes.
It is fixed between four pillars.
It looks like Aegel had a few things to do with you, so he took out a few magic items from the holder in his clothes and played with them.
"Hmm? Hmm... heh?" ahh..... "
Looks like he's doing something, but Quenna doesn't know what he's doing.
Ask by tilting your neck at a distance so that you remain vigilant.
What is this?
It's a magic item for transfer.
"Why? Why is there such a thing here?"
Even if it's called transfer, it's actually something you send to nothingness.
"What is emptiness?"
"It's being analyzed, but well, everything I sent is gone, so it's a place that is not viable anymore than Magma." Why does it say "transfer magic"? In fact, it's a magic item for destruction that is more efficient than destruction magic.
"Is that...?"
Quena is dumbfounded.
I can only speculate about the content of the story, but it turns out to be a dangerous magic item.
"Wait, what are you going to do with it! If you intend to activate it...!"
"Alright. The unlocking is complete." This won't trigger anymore. "
Agel muttered as he wiped the sweat off his forehead.
Quena's question marks reappear in unexpected behavior.
"What do you mean, you're not on the side of the Combined Forces?"
"No, I don't care about war." It's inefficient to fight. It's enough to get the money that comes from the money. I provided the technology, but my parents taught me not to bother people, so I'm just cleaning up after them. "
Ægel puts the magic items in the holder and tries to leave the room.
"You'd better run quickly." It was an explosive magic item. I didn't prepare it, so if you don't do it quickly, you'll get caught up in it. "
Leaving that aside, Aigel leaves.
"... what was that all about?"
A wise man appeared suddenly.
I left without having a conversation with Roque.
Quena thought it wasn't a bad idea.
But for now, I don't care about Aegel. If you've disabled the transfer magic items, I don't have a choice.
Quena sees another threat that may be close to activation.
All you have to do is use the magic items Ruina gave you.
But the extra thoughts stirred my head again.
"... if the Weira Empire were to disappear"
Entering into such thoughts again.
I suddenly feel a sign behind me.
You found it.
It was Nerim's voice.
I didn't even get the blood back, but I could tell from the long appearance that I had wiped out the Magic Squad.
All you have to do is activate the magic items you have left behind.
Quena thrusts out her hand.
It was pushed by Nerim.
I'm not ready.
Nerim puts his back on the wall as he puts his arms together.
Quena is a mass of inferiority, isn't she?
"What are you doing all of a sudden?"
If you're sorry, you don't have to worry about Luina.
"I don't care..."
Ruina seems to be worried, though.
Is that him?
Quena says surprisingly.
Even for Quena, Nerim's insight was well recognized.
I can't help but feel the credibility of Ruina's statement that she cares because she was actually touched by her own feelings.
Ruina probably likes Zed.
"You're just trying to use it because he's strong." I just wanted to make sure you're using Zed. ”
"Everyone's motivated." The important thing is that you're a rival. Maybe it was given to me because I admitted it as a rival. "
Nerim points to Quena's rhombus-shaped magic item. Then go on.
"I'm saying, 'I can see the movement of the enemy.'" I'm trying to show you how awesome I am. You're stronger than you think. "
Oh, and Quena mutters.
Then I hit myself on the cheek as hard as I could.
It was strong enough to seep blood from my mouth.
If the Weira Empire disappears here, Zed will be in trouble.
Quenna's unnecessary clenching had disappeared from her head.
I'm pretty embarrassed too, though.
Nerim scratched his cheek and supplemented it.
Then Quenna thrusts out a rough magic item.
The place that was used as a food pantry reaches absolute zero degrees with the rumbling sound.
Even when I closed the door and went out, I had a white breath.