Boundary Labyrinth and the Foreign Magician

"Ugh... gu... Ouch..."

The man groans and opens his thin eyes, distorting his expression. I guess it's because the pain pierced my body. Even if you can focus on your limbs, stay asleep and roll. Besides, I have pain in my body and I can't move.

"Did you wake up"

In the direction in which the voice was heard, the man sends his gaze. There's Elmer, their leader. Elmer was also rolled, solidified by earthly magic. To that appearance, the man apparently reached an understanding of what he was dressed as and rolled over.

"Are you all right..."

"It's hard to say you're safe. It looks like this. I can't even use magic. My head and jaw hurt. It's a little hard to talk about, but, well, I manage to live."

Elmer with a bandage around his head laughs bitterly.

"There's magic... it's..."

"Lower your voice and talk. I don't even know who's asking me."

To Elmer, who dropped the tone of his voice, a man puts his gaze around the surroundings busily with a stiff look on his face. Where I am. Situation being placed.

Some strange mansion, I realize it has a very fine interior. There are only men and Elmers around. There is no one else.

"What is this... what is the situation?

"I don't know. Perhaps, but this is one of Count Gartner's mansions. There were other guys out there, but they seem to be carrying each and every one of them out. I don't know if they're interrogating me or transporting me... but I don't know how... I've been exposed, defeated, and I still am."

The man gave Elmer's words a slightly more contemplative look, then he said.

"Oh, yeah! The guy from Bail......! Didn't he betray you!?

"That would just have been manipulated by magic. It's magic I don't know, but I guess that's what I have. The enemy was better. That's all."

The man opens his eyes to the word. Then exhale loudly and say.

"… what will happen to us?"

"I don't want rescue. The people who put me up at the other house are being set up to pay me back. I was walking Godwin to insist that it was for ransom when I was exposed. You'll have to keep your mouth shut and face a solemn sentence."

To Elmer's words the man showed how he had fainted and laughed powerlessly.

"I didn't know those two misread the desk..."

"It definitely would have been a good opportunity if we had decided that we could both go. So much so that if you miss it, there won't be a next time. Then it means we weren't staffed enough.... I misread it."

"That's not..."

"If it worked... or we might have achieved our purpose."

"Is this the magical recapture of Patricia's possession..."

Where the man spoke so much, his expression disappears from Elmer's face.

"Master Elmer?

I didn't answer the man's question that surprised me, and Elmer got up normally in a way that I couldn't.

A man loses his word. The stone coffin that was supposed to have Elmer tied up was as scurvy as a stakeout, just covered with a lid. It was possible to move whenever I wanted to.

Why? You broke the bondage because the magic seal was broken?

Is that the place where men have doubts and hopes? The answer to them was an unexpected change in Elmer's mind either.

"Hih!?

From the face. From the hands. The color falls out. His eyes, nose and mouth were obscured and his hair returned to be sucked into his scalp. What was Elmer in just a few moments had transformed into something translucent. I mean - what doppelgenger really looks like.

That's where the door to the room opens. The man comes in. He looks at me, he opens his eyes.

"Thank you, Ambram"

Ambram leaves the room with his hands on his hips and a token of grace. Cadkeus is with us. The current exchange, whispered or not, is well made to listen.

Apparently Ambram can't talk because he doesn't have a vocal cord unless he looks like a person. Even if you look like a person, you're not that good with answers, so if you're going to try to make people talk meticulously about anything other than a predetermined answer, Rosemary needs to control you directly.

He said Rosemary was making the hit stronger around him, as well as a cloth stone that prevented the shadow fighter's borough from coming out by letting him distance himself from his servant.

And direct control means yes.

"Hey, what's that!?

"We don't need to talk. Let me tell you something. I'm just going to check the answers. You're not the only one who leaked information, so you don't have to be particularly sick."

The man moves his mouth when he finally realizes he has been put on board. There's no word for it.

If it's a magic interrogation or a magic pill or something like that, it's quicker this way. Rosemary also seemed to come to Ambram's control with a lot of effort to make amends to my father.

Whatever it was, I heard what I needed to hear. If you lose consciousness again in the Sleep Cloud, you will be transported to the entrance hall in Levitation.

"Is this the last time?

Claudia asks.

There were packed kidnappers, loaded like luggage. This is a situation where everyone is standing by.

"Yeah. They're also able to accept the Term Wills side, so thank you."

"Yeah. I got it."

From Claudia's feet the magic formation of metamorphosis magic spread, and they were shipped exactly to Termwilds. The only thing left behind - Godwin with a blue face.

This guy doesn't seem to be able to use magic, and his connection to them is thin. Slave magic, no need to restrict the exercise of magic, it's a case that should be entrusted to your father.

When Godwin, a former servant, tries to guide criminals for gold, he gets a well-publicized hustle and bustle and a role in securely restraining those who follow him from leaving.

"It's a misunderstanding, sir!...... Te, Theodore, and Boy! Wow, I just - they just told me I could get the money if I showed them the Count realm...!

When me and my father send their gaze to Godwin, they say that with a cramped grin.

... I can't guide you.

"If you were spilling stupidity in a liquor store, you'd have been called out?

When I say, Godwin shudders with rattles.

I've got multiple testimonies from them. Godwin resented his father for making him quit lightly after years of service, he said. Godwin would have deserved it because he was essentially a Marquis spy and imitated betraying the Counts.

That's how he hung on to those people who were collecting information to help him steal the Count's treasure, where he was drunk and zero stupidity with resentment.

But the M.O. is kidnapping. And - the purpose wasn't treasure, Patricia - it was probably in my mother's magic ceremony. They said the two of them set it up on that spot because they stepped on that they could kidnap two of their fathers and Kathleen at the same time.

I stepped on the idea that my father could encourage him to confess if he shielded Kathleen, who was being warm. It wouldn't be a chance, or something like that, to be able to lump two people together and kidnap them without being confused at night to make the offense stand out.

Well, I guess Godwin hasn't been informed of that, but... he was running an operation that leaked the inside of the Count's house to the guys, wandered around because he was familiar with his face, and made them think he had come to wish for re-employment even if he was witnessed.

I haven't been given any information... but I'm pretty sure he was actively involved with them.

"The neighbor tells me a lot of things. Too bad, Godwin."

"Chi, it's not! I was! They were just fooling me!

When his father sighed, Godwin opened his eyes and began to overlap this with excuses, but could not hear them. They were carried by the soldiers as they called.

"Patricia, or... I mean Silvatoria..."

Dad floats his tannins and hands on his forehead. Oh...... You're tired.

Well, I keep standing and I can't help it.

"- Your mother didn't want to get into her own situation."

"... it's... It's about Lisa. I'm sure you do."

Close your eyes and smile bitterly.... Speaking of which, you couldn't tell your father earlier.

"I was just telling you - Dad said you were sweet, didn't he?

"Uhm."

"My mother said it was sweet."

That's where I like it.

Dad opens his eyes a little, then smiles calmly.

"Thank you, Theo"

Say so. Dad closes his eyes quietly.

"Early in the day...... there was a lot going on but I look forward to the feast seats tomorrow"

"Right. You should be able to do what you're supposed to."

Can we talk about Rosemary later?

"Then we'll go back to your mother's house once. Let's start again tomorrow."

"Um. Tomorrow, then. Looking forward to it."

By then, we'll have to sort out what they found out in their testimony and get it together. Grace and the others were smiling at my father's interaction, but when I turned my gaze and nodded, I nodded back with a serious look.