Boundary Labyrinth and the Foreign Magician

"Hmm. If I'm going to thank the benefactor of my life, I guess I should show him around and serve one of my teas..."

"I don't mind. If the soldiers on the patrol can't find you, that's fine. There will be anxiety in guiding the first person to the base."

The man nods quietly when he answers the man weaving his black coat again like that.

"Right. It's quick and helpful. This neighborhood is off the streets, and it's in the shadow of a loose hill. You have to use the lights. You'll never find them."

If the search party leaves, they can see from the top of the hill and grasp it from afar in the light position and move quickly. Magic like life sensing can't be seen from beyond the hills, he said. Assuming a search from the ground, the location is inside. The equipment doesn't seem to stand out at night.

Because the black cloth was spread out. I was supposed to calm down there and listen.

"Go ahead."

and a fellow man was pouring it into a wooden cup from a water bottle to a drink to prepare it for me. Thank you and receive.

"Let me thank you again. Thanks to you. About me... right. Call me Octo."

... I can see from the rhetoric that it is not my real name. Because his buddies reacted a little to that name, looked up and opened their mouths whenever they said something... there seems to be something that means something.

"Welcome. You let them get away with it. That's good. I... I just need you to call me Lacerta"

I used the pseudonym Matius before, but I use a different pseudonym just in case because the disguise method is different when I infiltrate Beshmerk.

It simply means lizard, so this pseudonym doesn't mean much in depth. It just fits the look of the disguise. Answer like that, then move on to what can be called the real deal.

"I don't know how far I can go to reveal the situation, so I might have a little something to talk about. There will be a lot of questions, but how about we talk from the part where we can talk to each other?

"I don't mind. We have a common enemy, and if we can determine that our interests are in agreement, there will be more to reveal to each other."

Octo snorts at my words. I snort too and keep the words going. Common enemies...... Right. I guess we should focus on what King Beshmerk is doing behind it and move on.

"I don't know how I found out, as long as I leave it at first about my origins. I have information that King Beshmerk is conducting dangerous magic studies and experiments that cannot be shaken up. Leaving it alone, we assume here that large-scale disasters such as earthquakes and volcanic eruptions can also occur…. That's what we're here for."

"It's... it's my first ear. That king could do it. I don't know what his ultimate purpose is, and I'm not directly familiar with it, but I'm going to know that he's doing research that isn't Rokuro either... That's why we were hostile."

Octo frowned and said offensively. I don't know what he's up to, but I know the research he's doing for it, and I was hostile to him on that grounds...,?

Which study does that mean? I saw it in the library... so I had a chance to find out somewhere about the research that was derived to break the gates.

For example, I feel that Octo and the others are moving a little bit more deeply rooted in their personal feelings, rather than being told what's going on behind them by someone like us.

The same goes for the impression of talking about it. The purpose of the raid was to hustle and tell of King Beshmerk's evil deeds. That he didn't kill the soldiers at the end who didn't seem to know what was going on.

Besides... the content of the derived research. It's why I snuck into the royal castle, or Octo's special abilities. Good hand-wounding, such as tools brought up by knights and how to deal with them. Thinking about them on top of each other brings up one possibility.

"I don't think I'm sorry if I offended you... Maybe it had something to do with research in some way - rather than knowing it - or was it made to?

With that said, Octo did not change his expression, but there were those who responded to his companions. You decide you can't hide it, some of you get up a little bit to respond to it, but Octo controls it with his hands, closes his eyes and answers.

"... if you know what the research is about, can you guess about us?"

"No, I don't know much about anything other than the king's purpose. So I was in the process of sneaking into the outhouse to explore the research materials or looking into the current situation in Beschmerck. After that, I guess we'll see the battle in front of the main entrance and the opponent's response."

"I see. I'm stepping on the number of places, so..."

"Not quite."

Somehow I also guessed the situation. Maybe they were given "special abilities" as the result of the research. Homunculus, like the Zions, or have you gathered suited humans from somewhere?

It is my reasoning that magic, magic, was used to plant special abilities in preparation for the liberation of the demonic world.

If the pseudonym Octo is a word that means 8, say 8 or 8? I wonder if the number given at the research facility remains a pseudonym. Then I can convince you of the reaction of my colleagues earlier.

So while the emergence of thieves was a relatively new time of year, the Knight of Beshmerk hand-windled well enough to strike one hand crushing his escape in the metastasis in anticipation of his opponent's bills. I had the information I needed to take action from the beginning.

Maybe they all have special abilities, but there's no atmosphere that they're used to fighting too much, or being used to the field, except for Octo and some of them. I guess that means that there is little experience in action… it was not the subject of research, but it was not put into action.

If that's the case, they should be called victims of research.

I can somehow imagine that the fact that I am averse to the King is evidence of his disgust, and that he is now escaping and hostile in this way, was something that I neither treat nor treat.

"Then let's talk. I'm sure you can imagine, but we were at the lab inside the Royal Castle when we got to the point. Special powers were also gained by treatment... I thought the magicians said it was a biological spell soldier plan. It was suppressed to the spirit... well, you broke that suppression under certain circumstances. I don't care about disposable experimental animal treatments, so I took my people away."

That said, Octo flaunted his shoulder. Right... right. Either that or maybe it's close to Elliot from the standpoint.

Now that we're out of the juncture, Haider's comms are also available. Elena, who was asking about the situation in the rear, has suggested that she give her name. Elena... trusts them, too.

"- I want to ask you something. I wonder if you know Princess Elmentrude."

"I have no personal knowledge. I know the name as knowledge, but is that it?

Octo's reaction was that he wasn't sure why the name came up here. No one around them responds to Princess Elmentrude's name. I guess the phony... means he wasn't involved in the research.

"I want you to let me know what you know and what impressions you have. So, we'll decide what to do."

"And even so. In the past, temporarily turning against the king to dazzle his whereabouts. I only know that I reconciled and returned home and did everything I could for the people everywhere in the country. He knows his name for good deeds, and if that's really all he's got, he's not a bad impression. But if there was a back face, I don't even know how far I should trust the rumors I hear, so I can't say anything with the information I have. What do you mean, give me a name here?

Octo's information about Princess Ermentrud was… the same as commonly known objects in Beschmerck.

"If you know what I think of Princess Elmentrude, there's a part of me that I can tell you about with a broken stomach."

That's what I said, take the wiz off. Octo looked surprised when he saw my face.

"Yeah? Are you human, you are?"

"That's right. Well, that's part of the disguise. Because that's good if you don't break your identity from your appearance. If it wasn't for the magic technology of Beshmerk or the inner circle of domestic nobility... I think we could work together a lot more."

In that way, Octo and the others blinked.