Boundary Labyrinth and the Foreign Magician

Being the nucleus of a bird formed by earthly magic, Balor passes underground and flies out of the invisible coastline. To bring the integrated Seekers to the deck of the Sirius.

The Seekers separated from Valor when they arrived on the deck with their wings flanked. Running in a little foothold, the hatch leading to the bridge opens to invite in. As the Seekers enter the door until the last one, Corliss, who opened the hatch from the inside, sees the remaining valor on the deck.

Balor flies off the deck as he closes the eye lid and shakes his neck to the side, left or right of each body.

After the Seekers are delivered, they will come back and explore the information surrounding me and Akane from high altitude. Having seen it through, Corliss closed the hatch that followed inside the Sirius.

Me and Akane say... I'm traveling down the street to the capital while exchanging information, asking information about Hitakanokuni and answering the questions Akane wants to hear.

There is a big lake near the capital. Keeping the Sirius moored near the capital would not be difficult either.

"The southwest sea is a sea of demons where giant monsters swim...... Far west, deep woods don't return those who enter… I've heard rumors and fairy tales."

"Right. The same goes for the southwestern seas, but the forest of the... Beast Demon also hits an area with intense environmental magic when it comes to magic build-up. A powerful demon nests, so a section of it is not suitable for traveling around. From north to south, you have a stretched band of magic buildup. From Hitaca's point of view, we made a further southwest detour to this country."

"Yes, was it? I don't know... I feel like I'm being told a hell of a story..."

"No well...... With the help of the spirits of high altitude, we were able to grasp safe waters, so I'm not saying we've come this far on a life-threatening adventure."

"High Spirit...... No, that's a big deal."

Take the streets with conversations like that. Valor is also returning while he is doing so, traveling at high altitude. Those who appear to be trackers are not within sight of the earth….

"Ah. You have people who are just a little concerned. Three men with knives. There seems to be one man who can follow that. I'm out of the boarding town and moving in the same direction. It's a foursome, but isn't everyone completing their physical surgery?

When I tell him what I saw from Valor, nervousness runs on Acorn's expression.

"... tracking assassins, is it?

"I can't say much at the moment... one of them with a knife was checking the ground, so maybe he has the skills and ability to track the footprint"

Even among us, Sheila can easily do that because of the marks and smells on the ground. We should see that some of our enemies own that kind of technology.

"If you're going back to the capital, you usually just go this way. I am under attack, and I have the choice to be vigilant in my pursuit and dare to detour and scatter on mountain paths..."

"You think you can capture it at any time, even if you follow it from a distance out of sight. We're traveling on foot."

If you hurry a little, you can catch up, and if you can keep up with your footprints, it's even worse. I saw the fit when it was getting dark, and it's likely they'll set me up.

"As far as I'm concerned, I'd like to hold onto the fact that they're definitely trackers, leave them with no excuse, and then attack them, tie them up, and ask about all the circumstances. Waiting to be attacked doesn't suit you sexually... so why don't you set a little trap"

"Trap, is it?

"No, well, it's a relatively moderate means, isn't it? Just watch what they're doing, and you'll be sure they're following you."

I finally laugh and say to you. Acorns blink at my words.

"First of all - right. He said there was a path for a detour leading to the capital... is that close?

"Right. Just a little further, I think, and we'll be on our way to the bridge."

It's a trail. If you're going to have fewer people, you're less likely to involve the extra in the fight, and you're better off.

"So shall we keep going that far? I'll explain how to hook them up on the way."

"There's such a way..."

Explaining the method while walking down the street, Acorn had a surprised look on his face.

"I think it would be useful to sprinkle tracking in situations like this. Well... if they have a beast man, they can trace the odor, so in that case they will also need the process of using the river to eliminate the odor... this time they won't have to bother going back into the river because they will use the technique"

"I see...... You'll learn. I don't have enough experience with this kind of field rush."

Akane is nodding seriously. If that's how you feel about it, I hope it helps later.

I have the impression that if you say anything about her, you are a truly capable samurai. Even if you have tension, you seem to have plenty of war, and you have no problems with your mindset to fight in action. I think it would be ideal if there was an adventurous idea and responsiveness there after that. Even warriors waving their swords in the avant-garde are important to understand how scouts and magicians think and think.

And if you have guessed and understood by what means the enemy is tracking, then you can take it backwards. Continue down the street with Acorn, turn the branch and continue on to the Passage. I hand out the signal after a while and stop the two of them in the same position as I took a step.

"Cane - please hold the edge of the Uroboros"

Using a field of levitation and wind magic, two people float in the sky in the same position. Block ambient air to make tracking difficult due to odor. Return a little floating and fly to the end of the road, diving into the bush.

"Some wildlife is a hand to do it, too. Footprints retract perfectly, jump back where appropriate, etc., thus disrupting tracking by footprints."

"If rivers, coasts, etc. are close, jump in and move to the water and the smell will go away."

"It will."

Although it is an alleged method of backtracking, in this case it is not intended to sprinkle tracking. By waiting at a suitable point for surveillance and observing the reaction of the people in the event of a sudden breakdown in footprints and odors, we gain certainty that they are trackers and assassins.

There is no double footprint due to the backtrack as it travels in the revulsion and it leaves no discomfort whatsoever. The smell is magically blocking the wind so as not to know the direction in which it moved.

I'll magically move the bushes around me to adjust the density of the branches for convenience for surveillance.

From Valor's point of view from high altitude - the guys have bent from the branch toward the road. So far... I used the same path by accident, so you can do it.

Lurking your breath and waiting for the moment. The four men in the case have been on the road leading to the And - in front of our eyes, the leading man stops. I didn't know because I was wearing a casket from above, but one is a beast man. This guy is probably a scout.

There's only one guy who doesn't carry a knife - he's the leader of them, as well as the most alarming person as far as monoculars go. Seems to have considerable magic.

If so, an arrangement to use some technique. Suppose some of them set up an accidental blow to the acorn, this is the guy.

"This is-!"

"What's up?

"And suddenly the footprints and smell are broken! No way...... I noticed tracking!? Get your footprints back......!?

and the scout beast man looks around and reaches for his hips weapon so that they are alert.

"... it's up to you. They've definitely been tracking us. Besides, as I reach for the knife, I feel hostile."

"How do you do?

"I will crush you to the point where you won't die. If you think this is a misunderstanding, just make sure it's safe, and then let me talk to you slowly."

I answer frankly because Acorn has asked. I don't have the option to overdo it.

The assassin just attacked me. Armed groups have been tracking us, and besides, they have shown their willingness to fight. That's just enough to launch a pre-emptive strike.