Boundary Labyrinth and the Foreign Magician

Since there can be no misconception even if you only say that you are from the West, I will explain firmly that you have come from the West much further than your neighbor across the sea, and that the matter itself involves your neighbor.

I don't know the circumstances of the ghosts about not being able to discuss the matter in detail, so I can't make a decision about whether or not to touch them around other than the chief.

"... I don't know what the son of a western man wants for a leader. No, but..."

"I don't even know what the story is about... well. What's the matter?"

And the ghosts looked like they were worried looking at each other.... Maybe the ghosts have something going on too.

And the words of a woman ghost. I don't know how far you know the situation, but there seems to be some idea of the connection between the neighbor and the leader. Apparently, my Immortal friend is definitely the head of the ghost.

"Let's name it before we talk about it in more detail. My name is Tsubaki."

"I'm Jin"

I don't know what's going on with the ghosts, but I guess there's no way we can go any further than that. Looks like he decided to name his name first when he turned this way.

A female ghost is a bump and a giant male ghost is a gin. Let me show you some of these faces.

That's how - I finish introducing everyone on the spot.

"- At least I know it's not the only one. No, should I say I knew from one of the pillars of light the other day"

And Tsubaki says. Perhaps it is a boulder because you are comfortable with it, or it doesn't seem to have moved that far even after asking about this title.

Is this what all the ghosts are like? Or is it special that these two are just picked to watch? The two also turned their gaze to Grace, but didn't do much to ask for root digging leaf digging. I guess I'm the one who needs to talk to you.

But a pillar of light. What do they think about that?

"Has that turned out to make you wary?

"It's not like that either... there's a big part of us that's lost in guidance. We can't talk here yet."

"But if there's anything I can do for the leader, I guess it's the muscle to go through the story in any case and ask for judgment on it. There is no denying it. But..."

Signs of swordfish and gin wrapping change. indescribable pressurized magic and signs. It's not like killing or fighting. Is it closest that you are daring to show your nature as a race?

"I'm not threatening you... but I'd like to make sure it's advice."

"Depending on usage, it is possible that the conversation will not end peacefully. That's not why the leader would do harm to anyone who welcomes him as a guest, but not if he is malicious."

"There's no problem. I'm just here to talk."

I can answer that instantly. There is nothing to be ashamed of or hindered by. When I saw Tsubaki and Jin and said so, they nodded quietly.

Even if they look like people, they're fundamentally different races, and the ghosts are belligerent throughout. Not only me, but I don't have the face to be scared to this extent. You confirmed that, Tsubaki opens his mouth.

"I'd like to talk about the possibility of another problem, even if my story with the leader is well rounded up."

"What do you mean?

"There are many bloody people in there. Not to mention being an operator who did the pillar of light the other day, not necessarily without some idiot applying for a test of force."

"Do you see that technique, and still?

Jin smiled bitterly as you rounded your eyes to Tsubaki's words.

"Some people will think that if you hold it down before they use the technique, you're stronger. As far as Lord Theodore is concerned, that must be a total mistake."

"Rather than that - in such a sophisticated stand-up, blood will really make a scene. It may be our saga at the earliest possible time that the immature who can't measure the difference in strength between us still want to see if their power leads to polished moves."

"Still... they're in trouble"

"Absolutely. We're struggling, too."

To your words, Tsubaki sighs and waves a small sigh.

Try your arm... I don't mind if it's not a real battle... but it's possible that if you don't refuse to come, given the nature of the ghosts, they can really wait in order. All the while I was inside, what a shitty situation.

"It would also be possible to have it taken from the leader, but without the head, the question of whether to accumulate the dissatisfaction of the young. So I have one suggestion."

That's how Tsubaki says.

"By showing us our strength here, we can take on most of the troubles. For example, a student who doesn't have teeth can apply to a guest for a test."

I see. If we finish this first try, we'll leave the rest to ourselves.

The Tsubakis seem to be buying me a lot of skill... so if I was dealing with them from one end of the spectrum, I'd have a lot of problems.

Besides, the game is a game, even if it means trying hard. You can never say there will be an accident, and you won't be able to exhaust your worries if you come up with all sorts of things in your two positions.

Plus, riding on that suggestion doesn't give you a complete guarantee. Some people are bloody, but it will also matter if you can take them inside and protect yourself in case.

"Okay. If that makes both of you less worried."

With that said, the two of them give a look like they were being poked in the void about whether the response was unexpected. Tsubaki closed his eyes to regain his mind, then said.

"... no, it's useless to take care of us. - Jin."

"Am I good?

"You'd be better equipped to understand the skill of your guests than I am."

That said, the bump jumps a little back.

"I said earlier... if the surgeon could just show me something that could break the assumption that you can hold it down before you use it, that would suffice. Slightly worse if Xing rides too far"

"I see."

It would be smarter than a serious meeting and a fight that would knock the technique in.

"Then, unknowingly - I'll grab your opponent"

That's what Jin says. The way I pull my right half... He said a lot about me - Yahari. Looks like Jin is wearing a lot of martial arts again.

Set up a uroboros and face Jin. If you refine and sharpen your powers in a magic cycle - excess magic becomes a blue spark and scatters.

For a moment. Gin stepped in at an explosive rate without a touch.

It is the handknife of restraint that is swung down. It seemed like a movement that was being added and subtracted, rather than because we didn't know as much about each other's strengths, so that we could cope with whatever unfolded.

Whether this one can react or not. You don't get a counterattack, you can stop your hand again. It was such a small-time blow.

Take the magic shield to expand and diagonally distract, and step in. Jin was on his struggling knees taking the beaten Uroboros. Struggle and magic scattered a spark - pulling half a step back to open the intermission, Jin stays at that distance - from a compact movement, rolling out fist-legs that explode. An early attack by an arrow like a storm or something.

Using Uroboros and Shields, correspond to it. Spread out, play, bump into each other. Step in, step back. Meet close as you dance. Snug density of attack.

If you make a move that takes you one step back in time, Jin won't miss it and will step right in and roll out his fist.

But the downward movement itself is this feint. By putting the shield forward on the scaffold and shaping them to pack each other in, they break the motion. Take Theory backwards on how to place the center of gravity of martial arts, and how to escape.

Link the magic flow unfolded at your feet with the momentum of the palm bottom of the magic rolled out to create a stream that makes Gin's giant body float in the air and rotate from body to body. Getting out of shape is enough in an instant. Slap a fateful blow into the rough, unstable part of dodging.

Burst magic at the same time as a forward kick. Generate a shock wave and blow it out loud as it is. Defense is possible, but it cannot be held on the spot.

"Become!?

"This is - Huh!?

Stunning voice of Jin and Tsubaki.

Gin's giant is blown backwards. Two or three magic circles are multiplexed at the moment of collision on the slopes of the mountains and solid hammers are used to create large rocks.

So... Jin comes forward with his palms so he can control my movements.

"Well, okay. I can't stop you from using your technique. Or I didn't even think it would suddenly collapse from that phase. If you ask for more, you won't have to try harder."

Right...... right. Trying harder is pointless. There is no damage to the gin, but it is enough to show that we can cross each other in close combat.

When this happens, the strength, strength, velocity, reflex nerve of the ghost's body - or neural force, special skills like immortality - will be brought forward, and how to break through this technique.

If that happens, the rest will not be the same as in action anymore. This one also needs to prepare more powerful moves and techniques to stop the movement and take away the ability to relay the battle - if they hit each other, they will go into a state of major injury, etc. Then you can't call it a test.

"Magic is literally a difference in digits. I thought he was quite skilled in melee combat from his standing behavior... No way, not while cutting it together, but lowering the gin and then completing the procedure... -"

It seems that Tsubaki was not the same development as he had expected, which is a frightening look. But I waved my clothes so that I could regain my mind and correct my place of abode, I said.

"Enough. Coming through to the leader. I'm sorry, but could you wait here?

"Okay."

Nodding at the words, Tsubaki flipped herself and repeatedly jumped to climb the slopes of the mountain, quickly becoming invisible.

"I wish I could be the one to talk to. If you have questions, answer them if you can."

And, gin. They take care of me because they treat me like a customer. I haven't even finished talking to the leader, so even if I ask him a lot of questions about getting into it, he'll be in trouble. Well, I guess I could ask how the ghosts live and so on with the extent of the extension of the public discourse.