Black Iron Magician ~ Training Story of the Untalented Disciple ~

A pitch-black thread wrapped around both walls of the canyon. I called it like a spider thread, but even so far as it was black, it also seemed better to metaphor for something else. Actually, this guy is in the abyss of a dark canyon, and because he's assimilated to the dark, he can't be sensed first by sight. It also combines strong adhesion, so if you touch it by mistake, you will be captured on the spot. The yarny nature of spiders that capture prey around here, but few like what comes down to places like this. I guess it means more as a trap to prevent breaking into the castle than catching food.

"Oh, there's Arezel."

"Oh, Arezel, are you alive? You wouldn't have touched the black thread, would you?

"Kick the universe and figure it out... that's the first word I'm going to say to my dear companion!?

Allezel, who slipped his leg earlier and fell, was intact. Well, it would be a natural consequence. I knew from the beginning that Arezel was not a dying ball to this extent. Therefore, I am not so emotionally driven. When this guy dies, he can only be buried in gold and drowned, or buried in gold and crushed to death.

"Mm."

"Dude, don't be so obstinate. That's like proof we believed in you that Arezel wasn't supposed to die, is it?

"Hmm! I'm not fooled by such sweet words! Because I'm not like Nell!

"Well, you've come down to the height directly next to the castle, so do you want to fly?"

"Hey, hey, aren't you quick to burn the thread that supports the castle? Isn't that exhaustive?

"Being ignored can hurt me with boulders!

It's troublesome later if you persist any further, so take a short break and flat apologize time to Arezel (only me). Attempting to break into the castle after Allezel's mood has been fixed. By the way, there is no risk of our conversation leaking out because we have a movable, soundproof, invisible, magical blockade. Besides, even while all this gaggling noise is going on, these two are firmly aware of the line they shouldn't step into.

"It will continue earlier, but it is NG who burns the threads that support the castle. This yarn, made with the power of Darka, has the ability to perceive what comes into contact, whether physical or magical and subject. Above all, it's flame-resistant, so they'll distract us while we're trying to burn it."

"Sticky like this doesn't make me steal it either. I don't want to touch you more than anything."

"Hmm, honest and good"

"Then what do you slaughter?

"It's the same as burning it. Nell's arm would be capable of slashing or burning, but there's no reason to throw a thread all over the castle at once. If Darka touches me, he'll ruin the chance to strike me in the corner. Talk about the first place, I don't think the Great Eight Demons under heaven will die where they dropped the castle."

"So is that. Even Arezel was alive!

"Hey, stop turning me into something -?

We'll jump straight to the castle, choosing a route that won't touch the thread, where everyone's convinced. If you feel the yarn the other way with each sensing skill, well, it can be anything.

Having safely infiltrated the castle of Darka, we proceed on an ad hoc basis, taking great care not to be discovered by the patrolling monsters, turning down signs and doing them over, doing them before they make a scene. Since the example black thread is stretched all the way inside the castle, we must be careful not to touch these either. Damn, I really don't like cautious guys. At this point, I'm sure of the poor character of the castle owner here.... I thought you hated your people? No, no, what do you say? I just judged it extremely objectively. Nothing more or less. I don't know.

"Oh, sell this spot high."

Allezel sticks to the ceiling of a passageway dominated by darkness and steals the neck of a bipedal insect monster he passes by. He demonstrates his specialty in covert & assassination techniques to all the honor he has fallen in the valley. But the appearance of an elf dismantling his enemies with his bare hands is unusual at all times. By the time Sta lands, it is a hands-on goodness that, on the contrary, has already completed the dismantling of the whole body.

"Hey hey! The shell seems to be durable for a good feel and not likely to sell high as a material for protective equipment!?

"Even if the wind asks me, I'm not going to be able to agree wholeheartedly to the fact that I've been shown a scene where that seemingly durable monster will be dismantled with my bare hands. What, that takeover technique? Haven't you reached the earliest level of assassination? What kind of finger is that?

"Beh, I'm not stealing anything with power! If you improve your skills in" Theft "and" Dismantling ", you can do this! Because that's the craftsmanship, not the power!

I don't want to actually experience it, it's a horrible craftsmanship.

"Hey, you don't have time to talk nonsense, do you? I think it's time to get to the bottom of the castle. Something with just three signs."

"Right. Arezel, it's time to be serious."

"I'm serious from the start! The signs of the Great Eight Demons are the horns of the raven, and the location of the treasure trove is perfect!

"Yeah, seriously?

Re-granting boundaries while appealing for allegiance to desire. Reaching the passageway in front of the target point with an unplugged foot run La Run. Collection of materials by Arezel - wrong, control is complete.

"No, you're surprisingly unnoticed. I guess my job is quick. Thanks?

"Ugh, I want to finish it too......!

"Nell, calm down. Your firepower is the best in the party, but instead, you can't hide the sound of battle. He said to leave it to Arezel."

"Even I can defeat you without sound if I want to! This sword is too much!

"That said, it's been quite a while since you started using the Devil's Sword? Besides, we're gonna need that demon sword in this battle."

"Ugh, if it's true, I wanted to fight with the sword Derris gave me..."

It sounds unintentional, Nell's real whine. I had my ears cleaned thoroughly, I listened thoroughly.

"Look, Delis. Isn't this the time to say something to you, even in a thoughtful dialogue?

"... isn't it one of kindness not to ask?

"Huh! I knew Derris was Derris! Even herbivorous elves are more bumpy now! Ha!"

This sigh is stuck twice, besides shrugging my shoulders over. Having expressed my feelings of fright so little more than this, I could only harden them for my age.

"... Yes, attention! I'm going to take a peek at all of the Daihachi demons before going in."

That's what I call scrollable glow magic level 40, 'Claire Lens'.

"Oh, I ran away"

"What, the enemy escaped?

"I didn't run away! Neither I nor my enemies have escaped!

"Ha-ha-ha, I wonder if this is going to be compassionate"

There's been some trouble with the conversation, but that's not what's important right now. I hold my heart strong and give the two of you the crystal I made on hand.

Claire, this is magic that can show the sight of a certain distance on a generated crystal. Although there are disadvantages such as the inability to move the footage from the point shown once, and the power to maintain it, I like it as quite useful magic because it allows reconnaissance through walls and other obstacles. It was worth buying a scroll of excavation. Long live Scroll!

"Which one? Heh, this is the Great Eight Demons......!

When I watched the crystal footage, the maiden component had completely disappeared from Nell's eyes, and instead the struggle had begun to dwell. I love waving the Devil's Sword flashly, too.... No, I wonder what the hell kind of age that is, self scratching.