Boundary Labyrinth and the Foreign Magician

"... say it again"

The chief-like man flashed his face at the reports of the men who had fled.

What was in the woods was the stronghold of the bandits, like digging through the ground and then consolidating it. I guess it's a creation that feels somewhat better than a cave, only a place to get ready or something until you raid the town.

Technologies close to magical architecture are expected to be used, but they are also not so precise. At best, it's more than a rainstorm and a temporary residence to the extent that a minimum of life is possible.

"So, so, a magician's kid came down from the sky!

"Maybe it's from a dragon cage. I saw it, me."

"And the beast man, the Lamia, and the servant of foolishness."

"... something else Durahan..."

To a flavor of words spoken orally, the chief asks to push his mind with a surprising look on his face.

"You think they flipped the situation lightly?

"Oh, yeah. The magician's kid. You're growing lions and goats from your body..."

Everyone snorts as if they had shown each other.

"... that's refreshing what you're talking about. Okay, so go now."

The chief shakes his head. That's how I spoke to the man beside me when my men left.

"What do you think? Lionel."

"... it doesn't look like they're kidding."

The man asked for his opinion - Lionel looks slightly confused.

The chief and Lionel are both magician-like. Is one in charge of magic architecture, such as baristas and base creation, and the other in a role sharing called necromancy?

Guess from there, in addition to the deep magicians who build on earthly and wooden magic, the other will be the magicians who use dark magic. Well, I still don't have the information to decide which one.

"Well, whatever the credibility of their story, I guess it's true they lost. If so... we should just get rid of this place"

"Keep the tomb rough imitation. Do you want this body..."

Is tomb vandalism to make a living dead skeleton?

Lionel clouded his expression, but the leader did not give in.

"Don't let the first step be taken. I thought you said the enemy showed up from the dragon cage. Use the Fei Long to get soldiers from the neighborhood, but try. You won't get away with it."

"... they said they had bypassed and fled"

"How effective it is against such an inexperienced sorcerer. Besides, they're probably holding our people captive. It's only a matter of time before this place is exposed."

The word was the deciding factor. Lionel sighs like tired.

"... I don't know what else to do"

"That's the thing. We have to report the failure."

"Are they taking them? I don't know who we are anyway. I don't care if you leave me alone..."

"No."

The chief denies what Lionel said.

"I need a disguise. You have to behave quite a bit in defeat. Let the caravan fake it and try to escape."

"Right..."

The chief laughs at Lionel like he bit down a bitter bug.

"Anyway, you're the leader of a bandit with a broken mercenary regiment, and if you get caught, you won't be questioned."

"I envy the way you cut it off. Donovan."

Also... you smell like kina somehow. You mean there's something behind these guys, too? Sometimes some noble minister or something forms a bandit group for private purposes.

Anyway, there's someone's intent, and a pair of magicians who lead the mercenaries or bandits. And my men didn't know that...

In any case, there's not much point in being able to swim when you get here.

I'd love to ambush you like this at Cadkeus, but if these guys wear magic gear or something to defend against accidental strikes like Rosemary, it could end in underdevelopment. It would be good for Cadkeus to lay low until the riddle for tracking when he escapes.

"... I largely understand what I need to do. Entering."

Let everyone know the information you get from the Five Senses link. Two magicians should be wary. And it's hard to reap the benefits of flight because it's going to be a battle in a closed area... well, because I'm used to exploring the labyrinth for places like that.

"There are two watchmen"

"Me."

Ashley moves. The ability of the serafina also turns off the sound of tearing the bushes, and the hydromagic sleep cloud blows from her hand, which approached her lightly within range.

It would be a moment if the clouds of sleep drank it. The watchmen seemed to raise their voices, but there was no sound. It collapses as-is. At the same time, the adhesive thread flies from Sheila's Arachnea band, restraining the two watchmen.

The entrance to Ajito is disguised as a bush. I can't tell by the pussy, but I'm fine because I'm looking inside at Cadkeus.

There is some opacity in the inner room, etc., but I know where the chief is.

When Mallane lights a lantern, a phantom emerges that looks the same as a single crack in the watch. So let's get ahead of this.

Crush the escape route first. I sealed the entrance with dirt magic and left no one out before embarking on control. Proceed back through the lighted passage of the pine lights.

"Hey, you, you got a..."

The first person I encountered was one. Grace's hand stretched out trying to break through the phantom chest plate. Grabbing the chest barn, he slaps it straight on the floor.

Ashley dropped the smothered thief to sleep with enough shock to stop breathing and restrained him with adhesive thread. A series of streams is utterly silent. Processed to flow from the encountered edge.

"The rest of the party is gathered in a cafeteria."

It's an open place. It calls for the chief Donovan to withdraw.

It seems that only a minimum of personnel is already left in the base because there is also a relationship to raid the town and people are paying for it. They are all armed, either in the course of the operation or in relation to the fact that they are to be withdrawn from it.

But, well, it doesn't really matter because it's a surprise attack.

"Let's go!

Jump into the cafeteria while slamming a fireball into a place where people are gathered.

Explosion, inflammation. Screaming.

"Ahhh! That's that mage kid!

One of the thieves who saw me screams.

"I'm the leader!

"Okay!

The dispersed companions rush towards the thieves. I understand it's going to be a brawl. Scratch around as you carry the war situation in your favor in the ice positions created by Ashley and Lavine. I don't give you any room to think, any time to rebuild your attitude.

I know you can't beat my people with their skill. My goal is Donovan and Lionel.

Straight into it, but the thieves who lay their hands on the sword of their hips get stuck in a straight line with their goal.

"Out of the way!

Blow up every hedge with a huge sweep away with a magical Uroboros.

"Don't lick it!

Donovan did not retreat, but turned to the battle, apparently sensing that it was set as a goal. A magic circle unfolds at the end of the wand, unleashing the Dark Magic Class IV Phantom Eater.

It's magic that unleashes simple magical life forms, like souls with fangs.

Multiple firings at the same time. Quite handy. Shield expansion on left hand side. Defeat with Uroboros while preventing Phantom Eater from attacking.

"Lionel! He's pretty fucked up! Get the golem out before they get close!

"Oh!"

When Lionel answers, more than one craigolem emerges. Donovan is dark magic, Lionel is dirt magic. Has this clarified the roles of both?

But instead of coming towards us, Lionel, who created the golem, immediately turns to flee. Sounds like he's going to make a hole in the dirt magic against the wall and create an escape route.

But sweet.

Lionel's foot. A hardened Cadkeus spear pops out of the shadows.

"What!?

They thought I'd skewer Lionel's leg, but something could play on his chest, and Cadkeus' accidental blow ended in failure.

Again, were you wearing a protective amulet? Cadkeus' unintentional strike ended in failure, but Cadkeus gets stuck blocking the hole in the wall made by Lionel. Let the spear's tip point so that Lionel can follow him as he is, narrowing the width of that choice.

In short, they won't let you get away with it by showing you they're going to attack you immediately if you move.

"Me, is it shadow mercury (Merclius)...? Since when... No, what is this unusual speed of movement...?

I don't care about the stuck golem, I sewed it between my zigzags and hit it on the back.

"Lionel!"

Donovan breaks in against a blow from my Uroboros. A black sphere was born, and I could see that the magic was sucked out of the beaten Uroboros and the power was killed. Fly back and get the distance once.

Dark Magic Class V Black Drunker. It's defensive magic that swallows magic and destroys magic attacks.

This speed of reaction and magical choice. Donovan is - quite used to hands-on. But let's start with Lionel.

Donovan, who is a dark wizard and specializes in necromancy, cannot create a force in this setting where no body is available. I can make an escape route and a golem. I'll smash it first from Lionel.

Expand a huge magic circle. Donovan and Lionel peel their eyes at the scale.

"What... its ridiculous -"

Don't answer, fly towards Donovan. Metastatic magic is activated in front of Donovan, who tried to respond. I instantly circled behind Lionel.

"Transfer...... magic?

Around the eighth class of magic. Continuously releasing magic needs to be quite imposing, but not this time either.

Lionel rolled out his magic shield on his back with a ripple, but that's no use either.

When he taps into the palm bottom toward the shield, Lionel collapses to the front with a voice that is neither distressed nor stunned.

The Capella's flaming exhalation intercepts the flying Phantom Eater, knocking the air valet into Lionel's head to silence it completely, yet kicking the shield and stepping into Donovan. Almost all of its operations are simultaneous.

"Ugh, whoa!?

Activate Levitation. Fly away and try to leave. But sweet. There's still time for me.

"Guaah!?

Nemea's fangs popping out of her sleeve are eating into Donovan's feet as she tries to leave. swinging. Grace and I gazed in the process. She is grabbing the thief's collar in that hand.

"Grace!

"Ha!"

Grace wields the man and throws him like a shell as he is.

"To -"

Keep centrifuging and slap Donovan toward the man. Donovan prevents a clash with a shield, but that was it. Because my knee kick, which stormed from the rear, was stuck in Donovan's back of the head and pinched his face between him and his shield. Slipping and falling apart, Donovan had his white eyes completely peeled.