Boundary Labyrinth and the Foreign Magician

"Can you do it, you guys?"

Ask Nemea and Capella by calling them from inside the coat. The lion and the goat each nodded. Seems fine.

Take off your Kimaira coat and give it to Rosemary.

"You're an unusual magical creature. What about your loss of power?

"I guess it's bigger to be able to fight without worrying about the back"

"I see."

Rosemary breaks the hem of the dress without hesitation to ensure ease of movement before weaving the coat.

"It doesn't seem to work by my will."

That. Nemea and Capella are magical creatures that act half autonomously, and should move according to the will of those who wear them... Send me an order from here, and Nemea will get her head out and look at this one.

"... because I'm wearing it outside the book? Well, I order you to focus on intercepting and dodging"

I'm not putting Rosemary at the avant-garde, and this would be the place.

When you gaze at the castle that you see in the heart of the city, Rosemary asks.

"If there was a keeper, it would be the castle."

"Maybe. You can stick it in like this, but let's get a little ready. If you're gonna mix something up for protection, I'll take your place, but what?

"... I wonder if it's something I can trust. What's in this town?"

Rosemary frowns, but as far as I'm concerned, she doesn't see much of a problem.

"I think it's actually fair with the Keeper. I think that's why we have paper fish even though it's not very strong."

"In the book, to make you realize?

I guess he was doing his research by the time I got here, and I think there's a part of Rosemary that was thinking about his involvement with the book.

"Yes, we can't bring weapons or protective equipment in normally. Yet it's weird to say reciprocity. If you can't help it, use whatever's in town to compensate for the prisoner's disadvantage as much as possible."

And I think this is important information as well. The more thoroughly the fair addition and subtraction, the more robust this world is... the more powerful the watchman is.

"Then shall we prepare for something somewhat? I saw something on the other street that looked like an alchemist's shop. I can make it instantaneous. I'll have it ready as soon as I can."

Rosemary gets up. Well, then, the conversation is about moving and reconciling.

"If what exists in this town makes sense... what do these residents mean?"

The residents just roam aimlessly with bitter groans.... you will escape from the Golem.

"... a victim, I guess"

"You think it's the souls of the people who lost to the Keeper? Isn't it strange how many of these victims are in a hidden library trap?

"No. They say it will take the form of a magician summoning, contracting and incorporating the watchman into the surgical ceremony. So they sometimes have more than one territory (...). Either way, it sounds like the Keeper has to fight the prisoners."

They say book keepers with multiple territories can cross from territory to territory. In that case, in the absence of the watchman, they release him over time, but, well, it's originally a trap for interception. Things wouldn't even happen that way if prisoners were caught everywhere and couldn't get around.

At least as far as this book is concerned, it doesn't seem to mean the caretaker is absent if you consider the resident to be a victim of the past.

It would be better to share information about what's in the book. I'll tell Rosemary.

"I see..."

"Even so, if the guess is correct."

"Maybe that fits. Because I came here, and the inhabitants gushed after a little time had passed. The watchman must be walking with him. I mean, they're showing off their prey everywhere."

"Bad taste..."

"I agree. I'm sick and tired of all the information that comes out that supports their strength."

When he enters the Alchemist's shop, Rosemary starts looking for it.

"That's a pretty good assortment. If this is..."

and arrange the ingredients on the mixing table.

All I had to do was fill the flask with medicine, pour in some kind of powder, and cover it with cork. Rosemary gathers the magic stones in the store and sticks them in a bag of leather.

"What is this making?

"You'd better show it to me. I'll experiment."

Rosemary tries to throw a demon stone into the flask when he gets out on the street, but stops his hand.

"... no. Conflict with slave magic"

"You just have to put in the demon stone, don't you?

You can let Nemea or Capella help you. Let the demon stone tuck in your mouth and throw it into the flask.

"I wonder if I can do this."

That being said, when Rosemary threw the flask unconstructively, as soon as it fell on the cobblestone and smashed, something quite flashly like a green fire column stood up. They differ in nature from natural flames, and I feel more intense magic dissipating than heat.

"I wonder if it's a flame that interferes with the magic of the person I touched. From the price of the ingredients, it's a useless long product because it doesn't fit the price."

I see...... Is it like an impromptu grenade?

Now let's make the same thing to such an extent that it won't interfere with Rosemary's movements, and then try to head to the castle.

The castle was quiet. No inhabitants were in town, no paper fish were flying around. There are no soldiers coming out to intercept.

If you say the opposite. It means we're building an environment where we don't let cross spears in.

If so, it would mean that the Keeper would not escape or hide, but would be around the throne room.

"I'm the keeper..."

"Is that what you were talking about?"

In the process of sharing information with Rosemary, it's just a little bit out there. The Keeper is a spirit, a magical creature, or a thousand different by the sorcerer who set the trap.

Only one thing we have in common is the story that a presence close to a mental life form is chosen.

"Keeper here...... no, I guess a lord. This guy has clear malice."

... malicious? Sure it is. It's supposed to be a trap for interception and stopping, but beyond that, it doesn't release the souls of the victims and treats them like collections or trophies. Show that to the prisoner, he is pleased. You have such a bad taste, the rules are obeyed. We have a good range of alchemist stores that Rosemary will admire. Perhaps even looking at other weapons, protective equipment, we have a range of first-class items.

You're supposed to be in a contract with a magician, but a spiritual life that flies freely around multiple territories. If you become such a keeper, your candidacy will be narrowed down one by one.

"... the devil"

"That's what I thought, and I've got the tools that might work for the non-entity in that hand."

That was a magic flame bottle earlier.

The Flame Demon at Fort Flame Castle was the creature of the Labyrinth... but that was pretty physical.

The original demon is supposedly close to the Spirit and cannot exist in this world unless it receives flesh... but it is probably what it is here. They also say that the height of intelligence is proportional to strength, and cannot be alarmed.

That said, it seems like you can punch him with your fists in this world, so I'm sure you don't have to worry too much about this one's means of attack, but that's the same thing over there. That's fair in that sense, too.

Eventually - I reach between the thrones and in front of the big door.

When I pushed the door open, there was him between the wide thrones. He wears a monocle and is dressed in an aristocratic style, but has a head like that. Admitting what we look like, I say it in a dramatic way.

"Welcome to my castle, to my territory. Are you enjoying yourself? I'm an Orgius who keeps this book."

"You're the keeper here, aren't you?

Orgius narrows his eyes. Maybe he smiled at my response.

"Apparently, this time the customer knows how this world works. As you can guess, if you destroy me, you can return to the original world. I don't mind if you use whatever's in Castle Town to take me down. Let me assure you in my name that there is no such thing as a small worker."

"That's a bad taste. That's how I look to the right and left, and I guess I enjoy it. You are."

"Kuk. Well, a few things to look forward to."

... Oh well.

"... I'm sorry I couldn't live up to your expectations, but I don't mind staying like this. I'm bringing in tools from the outside, so I can't say it's one-on-one and square. If that's fair enough for you, if you fight me and this wand alone, you'll get your share."

Orgius shook his shoulder and laughed at my provocation.

"Hmm. As far as I'm concerned, I didn't mind having the lady in the back call me at the same time. If that's what you want, it's good. I promise I will defeat you in turn. Start with the boy. It's from you."

Orgius' eyes, who said that, were distorted with joy.

You will also understand that Rosemary is a non-combatant. If you knock me down, you'll be able to slowly love the way humans scratch and despair.

"Because that's what it is. It would help if you looked in the back."

"... yes. I made it, but it doesn't look like I'm gonna make it."

Rosemary stood in the corner of the room as she clasped her shoulders.

It's a promise... but still, for the devil, contracts and promises are absolute. If it's about stray bullets, it may fly, but to that extent, Rosemary will be able to protect herself.

Nonetheless, it is a thankful story that there is no concern of hindsight. After that - just concentrate on the fight in front of you.