Boundary Labyrinth and the Foreign Magician

"I'm going!

"Yeah, let's get started!

From the feet of Ashley, who protrudes the mace, and Stephania, who erects a tin cane, a wave of ice and stone spreads towards the interior of the library.

The entrance to the library is made quite wide and has no problem killing enemies to ask for numbers. Kill it. Kill it. The chair. The desk. The candlestick. The book. The bookcase.

Various goods present in the library move to be willing and storm this way.

Faster than the defensive position finished building, the first library chairs to be manoeuvrable flew like beasts to the right and to the left.

In the meantime, Lavine intercepts one leg that came towards Ashley. He bit and swung the chair's leg and threw it away. Marceska goes in there and sees the slaughter.

Pietro's divers formed a two-step side-by-side line to block access to the rear guard, protruding Rapier like a crook.

Grace and Sheila, Zion, Ignis and Maxwell plunge into the enemy army just as they jump over the defensive Pietro splinter.

But never out of Ashley and Stephania's controlled range. I fly light bulbs to places that seem to be magical traps, but the location of other forms of traps is unknown.

Therefore, it takes the form of waiting for a group of enemies to come in and intercept them.

Sheila winds up the candlestick, which flies like a bullet, with a pearl sword, off track. Simultaneously straining the adhesive thread to restrict movement, swinging it and throwing it toward Ignis, Ignis was grabbing it and folding it to power.

"This is-"

Grace looks a little surprised when she sees it.

A desk that scratches the floor with its forelegs and shows you how to go about it - it's like a bull. The way he jumped out of the drawer to the musculoskeletal arm holding the spear was still like a cavalry. That's the guy that's going in for Grace.

Grace seems to have faced a little strange enemies, but that's for a moment too. I chose to intercept him head-on. Pay the spear tip with an axe and take the desk bump with a fighting shield. The moment the movement stops, Grace's struggling kick leg jumps up to capture the bottom of the desk.

so that it can be broken into Kuno letters. A desk cavalry was blown to the library ceiling.

A bunch of books, books, and books feathering like butterflies and birds. Ground units are followed by formations to come forward, and I tap the fireball into them as if to say hello first -.

They hit this fireball by letting the water flow out of the open page.

"Countermeasures to the fire."

They're just people who seem vulnerable to fire. Are you prepared to combat flame attacks?

If so, from the front until you defeat it with force moves. Kick the shield into the midst of a bunch of books, set up a uroboros and stick it in.

When I saw this one was in melee, muscular arms popped out of the pages of the book. They are each armed with spears, swords, axes. He shifts away from the slaughter and spike that are rolled out, slamming the roaring uroboros and striking down the book.

You thought the minutes were bad in melee, and a bunch of books left only the avant-garde to distance themselves. From the pages of the book turned to the rear guard, countless engravings with thunderous meanings fly in charging. Avoid it by using a mirage body and shield.

It was the beasts of Sigritta ink that flew in there.

"I can't beat the book opponent...... I'll take care of your back..."

And although it seems to burn some strange sense of confrontation. As I was saying, I started a skirmish with the books that went around behind my back. The burden is definitely relieved, so I'll concentrate on the enemy in front of me.

The rear guard...

"It's useless -"

Hervorte's spear intercepts the desk he's going to poke at. Off the tip of the spear that jumped out of the drawer, Hervorte soars through the board of the desk without mistake.

Durahan and Corliss, wrapped in crystalline armor, are kicking through a swarm of chairs to be killed. Still have a chair that comes through the sides because of the large number. So we know exactly what we're sharing.

But that limits the direction in which Pietro's divers can get in. If the direction of coming is limited, there's nothing wrong with it, just...

A thunderbolt of Mallane saucers and eclairs, an arrow unleashed by Illumhilt and Serafina working together, and Rosemary's magic thread relentlessly cleaves where Claudia's Shadow Tsu blocked the movement and made her stop her leg.

Forceto's sceptre makes a chair assault, engaging in a sceptre movement and slamming it to the ground. When a thunderbolt was unleashed by protruding the stone poke of the tin cane from the top, the chair burned black and stopped moving.

There - Ashley and Stephania, who widened the range from the entrance position to disable the trap as much as they could, also joined the fight.

Ashley stretches out the chair she's been poking at with a long mace. Stefania lifts the soil from the ground and embeds it inside the wall to cure it and consolidate it.

Valor is a guerrilla. Cadkeus leaves it as a guard for the rear guard. You don't have to worry about the rear. We fought passively in the form of an interception, but from here on out, our avant-garde pushed the enemy back, pushed the front back, and further extended this position to the back of the library.

Fangs grow from the edge of a large bookcase. It broke from the middle, becoming a giant jaw and approaching - Maxwell's slash of magnetic acceleration wrapped around purple electricity was cutting it straight off and dropping it.

Ignis' hammer smashes his desk, and Grace's whirlpool of struggle winds up and splits the swarm of chairs he kills.

Back. Further back. Extending the range of icing and petrification, he leaves the flock of equipment that penetrates him, and takes the chandelier down from the darkness over his head with a shield and bounces it off.

Marching while disabling the trap.

- Position. What is the current position around? Think of your current position in your head as you tap off the book, chop off the chair, and burn and scorch your desk with a thunderbolt.

The length of the stairs to the basement. The direction that was towards the corridor. Maybe... overhead - there's a thick rock formation on the ceiling, and the ocean should be spreading over it. You won't be able to use grand magic that randomly destroys a wide area.

Push along to the range of icing and petrification with a reminder of caution to everyone just in case.

It is the same with enemies that they cannot destroy extensively. The defensive force here is only to protect this equipment, not to destroy it.

So Wagner's thought tactic of quantity anyway is correct. I can't cover it all with great magic, so if you're trying to break through this decently, it's the quickest way to respond with quantities as well.

But this is the Duke's property. It will be difficult for thieves to mobilise the number of heads that can be countered.

Family and servant intrusions are driven back by warning in a trap set in the corridor. Thieves do not come by being overwhelmed with quantity. If Wagner's supposed intruder, it's almost perfect as a countermeasure.

A noisy commotion where chairs and desk fragments fly and books burn down.

The end was eventually seen in the library, which seemed to continue in the back everywhere.

A large and splendid desk and chair at the moment. Large door leading somewhere behind it. Some shadow was seated to guard the door. That's...

Its statue with a body of misrilled silver. Hold a cane and grow silver wings on your back. Although it is a goddess-style stand-up... the hat on his head speaks of who the statue of the goddess is.

It's a hat that stands for the secretary. The clerk wore a similar design hat at the Peresford school building.

"I see. Clerk, huh?"

If a defensive force is to be placed in a space that stands out in the library, it may be natural to have a librarian to protect the library. When he admitted what we looked like, he stood up and put up a cane. Surplus magic scatters sparks. I can see it has tremendous magic.

"His opponent... I will."

"Okay. We'll take care of the chairs and desks."

He nodded at Grace's response and stepped forward looking at the scribe.

Perhaps the greatest power in this library. It is not comparable to desks, chairs, etc. He identified me as his enemy again. It was found that sparks of excess magic scattered further and the magic unleashed by the scribe increased.