Boundary Labyrinth and the Foreign Magician

Cross Lindblum and make a rapid journey to the orphanage. Reinforce Lindblum's physical abilities with circulating smell. Wind magic and shielding reduce air resistance for even greater acceleration.

As the alarm rang, what jumped into my eyes was the appearance of the men in the hood of blackening all over my body. Four in all. It is the knights and soldiers who were on perimeter alert who are crossing swords with them.

The thief possesses a weapon of a peculiar shape: Shortel and others. If you were a thief, you wouldn't have that weapon. Seeing it as a follower of the Duobelis doesn't seem wrong first.

The attack on the orphanage... I expected it, but when it comes to the actual thing, it's very frustrating. For Duobelis, women and children are more worth the sacrifice, he said. I'm kidding.

As far as fighting at the gate, are you trying to retreat against the unforeseen, or are you trying to stop?

The soldiers seem to be responding well because they used to give information about Shortel. It would be a good idea to take an ambush here and subdue it all at once.

"Lindblum. Nice to meet you one"

Say it and jump off its back. Follow the roaring Uroboros and Lindblum of joy, cut the wind and descend sharply. Every blackened lady I was about to cut at Shortel, I stomped from my shoulder and landed. Let's stay beside it. We'll sweep off one flank with a bollocks.

The screams of the faithful echo around from overhead. Lindblum grabbed me for sure. Lindblum flies toward the building as it accelerates, throwing the man against the wall before soaring.

"Hey, what!?

I've looked at this one with my eyes round the way that neither soldiers nor believers understand what happened.

"I'm here to join you."

Tell him short and hit him harder to blacken.

"Thank you for your help!

"Fuck! What the fuck!

Strike a bewildered believer with Uroboros.

He held back the faithful he had received in Shortel in his stead, activating wind magic from the magic circle he had kept hidden in his left hand and winding it up in the sky.

It's Lindblum flying in there. Every arm with a weapon without the art of exchange was chewed up and thrown away with momentum as it was with a scream of agony. Lindblum fits well inside.

I tried to keep the one person left under control at once... but I heard a broken glass sound and screaming from around the second floor of the orphanage.... Do you still have company?

"I'm going to help you over there."

Sending his gaze for a moment, the knight nodded. I'll take care of it. Fly to the upstairs window and roll straight indoors.

Fly out of the deserted room and out into the hallway. Sandra running backwards down the hallway holding a weeping little girl and Bred holding a squeeze instead of a weapon. Two followers chasing it.

I grasped the situation. If I go to help a kid who's running late, a thief steps in and he's running around, something like that.

"Over here!

I dare to storm out loud to draw attention. The believers turn around, one of them runs straight to Sandra and the other to me. Are you trying to stop me? Or does it matter if it's a child or if it's me? When I met him, he wanted to laugh under the mask.

"Depressing."

I'm sorry, but I don't add anything to it.

He began to worship demons to counter oppression. Let's make sense of that. But in the context of the Duobelis Church, there can be no reason to come to the Kingdom of Verdogal. Not to mention targeting a place like this? I think I'm going to throw up.

Activate magic as you pack your time against a man. Grade 5 Water Magic Acid Fog. The man, wrapped in a fog of strong acidity, turned around holding his face down and screaming.

Was it the eye or throat that was burned with acid? I didn't know that. Breaking through the fog of acid created on its own by entangling barriers caused by wind magic. I must have stepped through the mouth of the man who was rolling the floor to quiet him down. One for the rest.

At the end of the hallway is a trail. Sandra, who was cornered, held the girl back and Bred stood up.... recklessly enough.

"Kuku."

And he - he mocked such desperate resistance.

... we have to deal with this before he can chase Sandra and the others. Stops the magic circulation and releases magic from its normal state.

The water magic icewall separated Sandra and the thieves.

"Sorcerer's style - don't get on with it, okay?

You didn't like the way it got in the way, the last one left pounds his tongue and looks back. Something glowing in the back of that hand... Is that a tattoo? Testimony of the followers of the Order. It's glowing red.

Turn this way, clap your hands. I flew something from there. I take it with a shield, but it erodes and penetrates the shield. Turn yourself over before you push through.

Is that some kind of... air bomb? If so, there was no magic circulation, so I can see how it works now.

Demon...... that's uncomfortable. That's the uncomfortable part of having a denominational tattoo on your hand.

"What's up? Is this the first time you've seen me get upset? Don't you think your magic will work when this happens?

He stopped to see how it was, and he accepted that I was scared.

If he was a demon, he would need great magic. I just thought I'd have to think of a way to keep the two behind me out of this... Okay.

"I'm doing that tattoo. You're not a demon, are you?

"With demons, etc. Call me your loved one."

Were the denominations to call demons that way?

"... what brings you all the way to the kingdom of Verdogal? The Church and this country will have nothing to do with it."

"The enemies of the noble are our enemies. Besides, we must make known the glory of our Order in the land of the fallen of your nobles."

"It's ridiculous. You've heard about the demon killer, haven't you? What's that supposed to mean, target a kid?

"Make offerings to your loved ones. Then the bishop can acknowledge it. We will have even greater power."

The man says in a tone somewhere with a fever.

... I see. He said there are people above the church who can do a ritual like that. I've heard from you. Is this some sort of leader status for the guys who moved this time?

"Sacrifice is good and bad... You're going to be a fine offering."

"Make me laugh"

If that's all you ask, it's enough for this occasion now. The directors earlier stuck to my head and I don't feel well. This guy, he can't just be.

Activate the magic circulation and go straight into it. I'm releasing a gas bomb to match this one. But now he took it on the shield, sprayed it and broke through.

"Huh!?

The expression distorts in amazement. I leave it to the momentum to beat up Uroboros. I thought I could break it for every Shortel, but I have my temper wrapped around my sword and received Uroboros. Sparks scattered and each other's weapons were bounced.

I'm swinging Shortel from side to side. Step inside the interval and deflect the striking point of the slash. He pulls his weapon back so he can hook his prey. No problem. I was in BFO as much as I used Shortel.

He bends over and does it, shakes up the uroboros with a big swing from the bottom, making him lean back.

He repositioned his body in a broken gap and let the window carry him. Strengthens the magic circulation to enhance body strengthening and bounces backwards to shake it off.

"Gu!"

Breaking through the window, the man was thrown out into the darkness of the night.

If you can help the demon, you can fly in the sky. The man stuck in the air. Follow it and let yourself leap into the air.

"You!"

A flare to be emitted. Kick the shield and fly to the side. He peeled off his eyes when he took his stool in the air and let it rest.

"What is that...? Are you kidding...?

Now you think I'm the demon killer you're after? I don't know if they have a lookout, so you were right to come and get Mathius.

"It's my first ear that the tattoo of the Order has such power. So there's only one thing I want to make sure of for the rest of school."

"Yes, I'm sure."

"The tattoo. What happens if I lose it? Can you maintain your flying skills?

When I opened my eyes wide and said to him with a grin as I peeled my fangs, a battle ran over his expression.

He sensed what I was after, but I don't give him time to think about going down there or running away. Kick the shield into it.

If you keep this one close, you'll fire a gas bomb in a row. The aim is sweet. Much inferior to Lynette even in quantity.

Let them plunder the girdle without shielding it and run the shortest distance through it at the fastest possible speed. He tried to leave, but it was useless. I can't tell if this guy is warm or has a tattoo limit, but the flying technique doesn't extend to demons. Did I just say it was better than just levitation?

Sharpen your magic and set up a blue-white spark of Uroboros. The man withdrew his hand to shelter the tattoo. Instead - a wristblade for assassination pops out of the wrist of those who are not holding Shortel. He's poking at my face, and he's poking at me like he's gonna see the bottom of his palm.

I know the existence of wristblades. I could have predicted it. I try to lean my neck over and do it, slamming a knee kick into the flank that's left empty.

With his distressed voice, he bent over into a body wrinkle. At that moment, he's poking the tip of Uroboros at the tattooer.

"Sharpen Scatter"

Earth-wind composite magic grind dust. A battle ring of particles wrapped around his palms quickly shreds the tattoo to make it meaningless.

The man screamed and flew away - a few moments late, falling according to gravity as the thread had been cut.

"Lindblum"

A black giant, flying from the side, flies a man in the air and rises further into the air.

When I caught the man's collar neatly so that he could snap it, he dropped altitude enough and then threw it abusively to the ground.

... for once, was the height and angle at which falling death would not occur? Maybe he added or subtracted it to become Lindblum. It will not be possible to continue the battle.