Boundary Labyrinth and the Foreign Magician

Leaving the building used for rest while maintaining the camouflage field.

The magic power is healed and enriched. I think my strength is able to keep warm, and I don't think it's bad in terms of concentration, etc.

The faces that accompany me also feel that the magic is sharpened. That's a lot of morale.

"Is that the monster who attacked me at the top...?

Just off the boulevard...... Riveira points to the corner of the street. Oh. The type of monster with claws, who attacked Plunelius and Rivera on the upper level? You look like you're standing on a building or on a street corner, peering or patrolling the street from height.

"Right. I wonder if this confirms that those who planned the raid and those who took over Ioan are the same."

We haven't confirmed Mastiel's appearance yet, but there's no doubt that at the time the mutant Ioan and the claw are in the same place without going into combat, they belong to the same organization or are the same person.

As for claws... based on the black monster, I had made the assumption that they were modified to have better control or that kind of magical creature, but as far as the current situation is concerned, I don't think I'm wrong about that either. Alternatively... I can now look at it as a by-product for making mutant eyeons.

If you can hear some complicated orders, it would be great to send them to a remote location for operational action such as making them carry out their orders.

"It may be possible to summon or repatriate, but it is a being with hands on it, so I wonder if, like Ioan, we are not free to serve or erase it"

So while the other monsters are only placed on the lookout, they hit patrol and security with Ioan.

"So... it takes time or magic to rush."

"Yes, you will."

Lynette, who was listening to us, had a little idea, but raised her voice as if she noticed something.

"Oh. Let me put it in my position as a summoning magician, the more remote it is to send gestures to a place where the surgeon is absent, the harder it is. We can't raid anywhere else so many times, so I'm not saying that the people here are going to go somewhere else now... but it's a delicate place."

When Lynette said that, Mallane snorted toward the nose monitor connected to Souths.

"So... you can focus on what's right in front of you without worrying about your hindsight."

When Queen Bell says, the Plutonians also show a temperamental look and continue down the boulevard with the camouflage field maintained.

Eventually, the sealed facility - the temple - approaches.

The main entrance is open, but the mutant Ioan hardens both sides of it like a gatekeeper.

"Please wait. The junction seems to be constructed from the open part. That's..."

At the same time as the word, it signals a troop shutdown. Did everyone see that, too, or stop moving with an alert, revealing look?

The back of the main entrance seems to be a big hall. There was a magic formation of light running in the center of that hall, and there was a man standing in the center of that magic formation.

Sickle in hand...... Angel with black hair, standing with his eyes closed.... No. The wings on my back are dyed black. Is that a fallen angel? At the heart of the magic formation, immobilized.

"... mastiel"

Queen Bell says with a frown root. Again. That angel, right?

"The magic formations that are carved... it's not a trap, is it? Is it a detection system technique? Step into that place and you'll see."

It will be passed on because damage to the building will affect the original juncture.

Because we turned off our reaction inside the front base, we broke through our detection and waited where we were bound to go? Well. What should we do from here?

The answer to that is - Queen Bell gave it to me first.

"... let's be good. If you want to come here and take it directly from the front, let's do the same again. But... right. If you're going to be exchanging words with him here, I have words for everyone."

Right. Right. If it cannot be avoided, standing upright as the hold of those who keep the Underworld may be the most powerful to consider the way the Spirit is.

The words of Queen Bell gather the gaze of all the Conservation Forces.

"A man who sleeps in a sealed establishment is a concubine. I thought of it for the Underworld, but I took on the disaster that had caused it myself, and I entrusted it to my concubine and fell asleep. The concubine believes that there was a mistake in the outcome, but no change in noble thoughts. When it came to the truth, I was told that there were concerns that spreading the word would affect those born in the Underworld."

Queen Bell cuts her words once, then raises her face and captures Mastiel directly in front of her.

"To the thoughts, to the deeds of the concubine to this day, to the way the Underworld is now, malice, harmfulness... and nothing to be ashamed of. Mastiel... I'm not sure if he touched one end of the truth somewhere or had any connection with the concubine... but I'm only going to tell everyone who believes in concubines and follows them here now."

Right. I might shake it when it's relative from the front. I may convey the truth that I want to lay low for the Underworld, or I may suddenly become a battle without touching it there. The part where you should lay low so that there is no effect on the underworld on it so that you can fall on either side is the word lay low.

The thoughts of Queen Berdione… are also conveyed to the underworld sperm, nodding and fisting each and every one of them.

"Your Majesty left it to us, but if the problem arose, let it break your heart."

"The thought is conveyed. If your majesty was a man of high spirits, it must be true for us."

"No matter what we are told, we will not waver."

The underworld spells say with a serious look. Queen Bell had been trying to bite that word for a little while, but eventually she looked up.

"... well. Then let's go and get the temple back from that one. Believe me, in order to meet those who follow me, my concubine will continue to be the queen of the Underworld."

"Whoa!"

And, while keeping their voices low, they are the underworld sperms who poke their fists up. Riveira also gave such a grin to the sight.

Enough temper and morale. We work out a minimum of maneuvers, and then - as Queen Bell said - we head straight to Mastiel's waiting place.

Continue along the main street towards the temple. I narrow down the distance and I come from the other side to a fully recognizable position, solving the camouflage fields one by one.

The noticed mastiel raised his face. Open the eyes that were closed thinly and look at this one.

"... well. I thought you had the means to hide yourself or the metastatic technique because the reaction was interrupted, but did you get in this far?"

Unconveyed emotions, cold voice. Even if we show ourselves, neither Ioan nor the monsters seem to be attacking us instantly.

"... why? What did you do that for?

Queen Bell looks at Mastiel and asks. Mastiel opens his mouth as he returns his cold gaze to Queen Bell.

"I... have only been acting for me since the beginning. But Berdione, I have no grudges against you. The people who come from this world don't care about the way the underworld looks right now because they haven't made progress since ancient times and that's not all."

In the wake of Mastiel's words - Queen Bell frowned. That's how I lay my hands on Mastiel.

Queen Bell shakes her first look at Mastiel, who laughs lightly.

"Again... will the reign of the concubine not be extended? That's right... even if you're a sperm, you're not a concubine's family. However, it is difficult to imagine that the temper that cuts off the deceased like that is directly connected to that noble benefactor... Who the hell is that?

That's right. That's also a story that leads to who Mastiel is.

If Mastiel is grasping the position of Queen Bell or Riveira with a special detection method, he was talking at the front-line base about "that's possible," he said.

For example, a presence connected to the Predecessor. If you are such a being as a split, incarnate, or user demon, it is not surprising that you can sense the presence of the Queen or Riveira, even if you are in a remote place.

I also assumed that the enemy appeared like a power reconnaissance at the pinpoint when heading to the lower base... because he had such a detection method.

"That's right. I emerge from that sea, only a split piece. In that sense, are you close to your sister and younger brother? At the same time, however, it was necessary to obtain vessels as incarnations in order to move away from the main body and act out of boundaries. That little sperm... maybe even close to Rivera."

Is that... fused with the vortex impulse of the roots, of the sealed Predecessor... arising out of his sleep, should I say? Another personality? Or consciousness as another being, arising from the environment of a giant being?

I get the impression that it is the original personality of the Predecessor that mixes the aggressiveness derived from the vortex with the way the Underworld is today and the negative sentiments towards the deceased...

Mastiel sees his palms and makes fists to crush them.

"It doesn't matter why I was born. The passion that swirls in this chest… I don't even think someone else can understand my anger at the living and sinners who still do their job unchanged"

Mastiel's expression distorts into hatred.

"And for those of us, I find that seal that binds us more when consciousness is born... abominable. I will unseal the main body in order for me to continue to exist as me. Draw more power and change the Underworld, as I think it is. That's what I want. I don't think we can tell each other."

If you wave the Great Sickle, the magic formations that were unfolding at your feet will become grains of light and scatter. That's how the vast amount of magic blows from Mastiel to this side like a heavy wind.

"Being born is... unstoppable. I don't want to deny that it exists in itself. But... no, that's why we could have made concessions to each other, found a place to drop, and explored the path of coexistence if we had told them."

Queen Bell waves for the first time. Yes. If Her Majesty Queen Berdione, or the gods and plutocrats of today, I'm sure.

Mastiel laughs lightly at Queen Bell like that. If we put up Uroboros with magic, such a Mastiel's gaze turned to us for the first time.

"You... want such a selfish transformation from the beginning until you choose to deceive me. Then... you're an enemy to me too."

In a long time, did this happen because the Predecessor transformed? Or have you come from an environment that blends with impulse? Whatever it was, I chose to seal it and entrust it to Queen Bell, something different from what the then Predecessor thought.

Besides, he knew what the seal meant and how Queen Bell felt and chose such a method. I also have commitments with Vallos and Beristio. I won't let this guy do as he pleases as one, not in this world or in eternity.

"... a magician who has visited the Underworld alive... that was Theodore. Because you were there, Berdione woke up, and Rivera came back. Its magic...... You... are going to get in my way."

With the swelling magic, Mastiel's eyes narrow. Negative magic full of surroundings resonated, and the black monsters roared toward the sky, toward the earth, toward the sky, toward the earth, causing the magic to gush as Aion responded, and toward heaven to free his impulses.