Dark Magician as a Hero

As if all three were born to soak up the aftertaste of sex, Archina and Roufey lay down on the soft ground, smiling satisfactorily and breathing on my arm pillow.

Happy, after making my beloved wife mellow with sex, I was hugged from left to right, and I fell asleep with warmth in my arms and pillows. Is there any other happiness like this? No, I don't.

Just looking at the two sleeping faces was worth coming on a date like this. But I remembered the ruins after sex, so I'm not sleepy anyway, so I just need to make sure.

When I was eating lunch, I interrupted the operation and forgot when the sex started, but I moved the straw doll for remote control once more to wander around the interior of the ruins. I was rodentized by a small animal, but it didn't seem to taste bad enough to interfere with my operation.

In doing so, I found a place protected by magical barriers. Looks like we need this place. I don't feel that it has aged inside in general, and I don't think it will collapse just by walking. There's nothing special about manipulating the animals to walk around the barrier. I'm not alarmed, but I think the interior of the ruins is safe. Thank you for scouting, manipulating animals. I'll reward you with a melon. Come back.

Well, no matter how warm it is, if you sleep naked and sweat, you'll catch a cold. After waking up Archina and Roufei, remove the outdoor bath from the [storage space (item box)] and sweat to change clothes. The clothes I wore were also covered in fur when surrounded by animals, so it was a new long-sleeved gymnastics suit.

I checked the ruins for safety, and when I said I'd go inside, I was nervous, but I followed.

"Follow me, both of you. I've confirmed that there are no traps, but if there are magic protectors, please don't leave me alone."

Proceed cautiously while erecting a barrier just in case. The interior of the ruins, unlike the moss-covered exterior, remains as clean as if people were still living there. It's magic to prevent weathering. I don't know if it's a temporal attribute that interferes with time, or even a conceptual one, or an ice attribute that has a 'stop' effect, but what kind of technology does it last for hundreds of years?

I hear Archina and Roufey sighing from behind. Even from the royal families, the interior of the ruins is magnificent and beautiful.

The sculptures engraved on the walls and pillars are as dynamic as if they were alive. I know that the pots and paintings installed there in the hallway are expensive enough to even amateur me, or it seems to be worth it as an art work.

"Wow... it's like a palace."

"Probably close to that, there was a refreshing handsome portrait right there, right? The metal plate hung underneath it said," Aslan Khana, stargazing at the stars in this land where the moon has long arrived. "Aslan Kana is the king of Horus-Kana dynasty's middle-aged ancestors. I think that" The Long Moon "meant the first night with his wife and the period spent immediately after marriage, and" watching the stars "meant hiding and spending the rest of my life."

It's an ancient expression, so I don't know if it fits, but in short, this ruins is where the great king spent the rest of his life hiding. There are no dangerous places to look through the manipulated straw doll, and instead, it is designed to make you feel comfortable everywhere.

The Horus-Kana dynasty is also said to be the era of artists. Besides, the palace is only the final residence of King Aslan, who is also said to be the ancestor of the Middle East, or the museum is better decorated.

It was such a rich time that I could devote myself to art, but that's the main reason... well, it's not about talking to girls, so shut up. There's probably a room to store valuables and documents (...), so stop looking for treasure, or bring a male adventurer or a priest later to investigate.

"Ufufu! Wow, Chris looks like a scholar."

Roufey and Archina show some respect in my commentary. Regardless of Roufey, I think Archina understands this much... well, Archina is a caring wife, so she's probably setting me up. Let's believe that for some reason you're looking at paintings or something.

Not only are they manipulating straw dolls, but they're manipulating big animals like dogs and foxes around us so that we can quickly see if there's anything unusual around them. Looks like Rufay misses you and thinks you're following me, so long as you don't say anything extra. I'm sorry to bother you, but I'll do mango later, so forgive me.

Proceeding carefully, I came to the room where I thought there was a need for a boundary of cognitive inhibition. This room is protected by barriers that not only inhibit cognition, but also prevent physical entry, but cancel out and put the straw doll in the room first.

It seems to have been safer inside than protected by a fairly powerful barrier. The straw doll that was thrown in first was never trapped, and we quickly entered the room after making sure it was safe. There was a fine decorated slate sitting in the middle, reminiscent of the altar.

I wonder what happens to the magic supply if we keep building such a large border? It was light 500 years ago when King Aslan of Horus-Khana lived. As long as I don't use the Demon King species' Magic Nucleus, it won't normally last this long, and I don't think even a great King would use the Demon King species Magic Nucleus to protect his hideout...

I'm guessing you're currently supplying magic to the altar in a progressive fashion, but where does it come from? Who... only the animals are alive here... when I think of a dog nearby, a magical formation was engraved around jewels embedded in the body, hidden in fluffy hair.

"Ufu! Really? It's glowing!

"This magical team seems to be trying to take away magic without dying. I wonder why this bond has been maintained for nearly 500 years."

Whatever you say, Rufay looks at me like he wants help, breaking the jewels embedded in his body and destroying and helping his magical formation. The will of my beloved wife always comes first.

"Ufu! Won't you?"

As soon as I freed myself from the magic team, the dog jumped at me and licked me around. Cora, stop it. It's filthy! Loofay wants to lick your face anyway, not yours! That's why it's heavy. Don't put pressure on it!

I want a big dog that swings its tail, so I throw it close to the ceiling... but I twist my body in the air without danger and land as if nothing happened. And then it jumps again, throwing it away. Looks like it's gonna be fun, you son of a bitch!

After repeating it for a while, did it settle down, or did it remind me of the other dogs? I couldn't jump. Phew... even though I changed into a corner, it's full of hairs again, you fucker.

In the meantime, two other dogs and two foxes were also embedded with jewels, so when I destroyed them, they jumped at me. Hmm, but now I'm activating the animal hunting technique, so I can't get close... I'm pushed down through the border.

Shit, they're not animals, they're monsters! I mean, we've been living in this ruins for 500 years, so there's no animal! Usually even monsters have a lifespan, but I guess that's what they chose to use as their source. I've never heard of anything other than the Monster King species, but I'm actually in front of you, so I have to convince you.

"You guys! Bring me another source of magic!

Dogs and foxes are intelligent. They just followed my orders and left the altar room. Maybe there's something else like that.

Archina, give me a call.

"Yes... ah, I'm connected. But there's still a little noise."

While Archina was talking to Prince Carl from a distant tablet, the dog that had just left came back with another dog, a fox, and five other rabbits that were bigger than Rouffey, and five cats the same size as the big dog.

Do you have five monsters, each of them dogs, foxes, rabbits and cats? I feel like a leopard or a tiger for a cat bigger than Louffei, but I think it would be nice if it was a cat because it sounded like "Nyah". And Louffei stroked the bottom of his chin and rang his throat. It was the cat.

If nostalgic, it will be troublesome to deploy defensive barriers and then destroy all the magical groups of animals. At that moment, they jumped at me all at once, but the magic wall blocked them from me... and the dog just slipped through the border!

"Wow! I'm sorry!

Hey, you dog! I remember. He's a demonic wolf! In some places, they are called holy beasts and worshipped by wizards' natural enemies. I mean, he's got an incredible ecology called "eating magic." Damn it, I'm sorry you're barking, but I'm not calling you a wolf!

The magic team that took away the magic was engraved in your body, so you couldn't eat it and unlock it.

I don't think so... when I look at other foxes... as expected, he, the rabbits and the cats have demon breaking attributes, and the barrier has to be stopped! A total of twenty large animals jumped in...

"Nwaaaaa! Wait, you guys are heavy!

Even if you feel danger and shoot the attack magic, as expected, the demon with demon breaking attributes does nothing but feed. Then I flew multiple fireballs toward the ceiling, and I thought you were playing with the bait. I jumped and ate the fireballs.

If I get any more jamming, the clothes tailored for the date will be ruined, and I don't want to be covered in saliva. Spiritual interference is common, so let the mind calm down and then 'wait'. My tail is swinging, so I think I'd like to shake it, but I'm smart enough to follow my instructions, so I'll be fine for a while.

It can be seen that the altar, which was cut off from supply, has lost its light. Perhaps the boundaries of cognitive inhibition have disappeared. And then I'll stretch the boundary between monster avoidance and animal avoidance across the ruins. I'm sure it's okay because they're monsters, but the little animals are probably dying in the wild.

Archina, who finished her talk while she was at it, says that a great teacher is coming here to study history. Prince Carl has already canceled his job and is waiting to give attack magic (food) to the monsters who are waving their tails. I'll summon the Magus and tell Olivia and the others the details.

Hmm... the laziness that has been stealing magic has vanished. Looks like the Holy Beast I summoned is dead or free. The Holy Beast is closer to the Spirit than to the Monster, so as long as I live and supply magic, I will not die in my life.

Because of that, they took me away from somewhere I don't know where I am, and they kept stealing my magic... oh? I knew it was near this city, but it was closer than I expected.

Even though it's been 500 years, it's my summoner, so I'll link the five senses and check it out... oh? I'm not a brave man, and that altar... is so unrecognizable, that even though it's my Summoner, I didn't know where it was. Rather, he used his power to the full so that I wouldn't know where he was.

It's noisy around the Mansion, but this basement is quiet. My sweet Charlotte is resting in peace with her beloved lover until just now.

Kufu... kufufu! After all, if you're going to be a lover, you should rely on me where you're completely desperate. That fuckin 'good-looking Aslan smells like shit.

I want to take revenge for being deceived and robbed of the Holy Beast, and the magic I've been robbed of until now, but it won't be possible after 500 years. It's not very popular to hit a building.

As a thank you for letting me go, I'll give you my assets that were stolen by the handsome (Aslan) with the Holy Beast... Okay, let's redraw the portrait.

It seems that Carl is taking a lot of people to the ruins, but first he sends my Summoners... fufu, the Brave are playing with the Holy Beast in the main room, and he doesn't seem to be looking for my treasure. Well, you don't want to show it to the princess because there was that time (...), just in time...

"Lord Isabella Alice Horus commands you, [Devil of Idols]. Turn all Aslan's portraits and sculptures, except for the portrait of the entrance, into the little fat craftsmanship that he put aside to help, and then turn it into a half-haired bald."

Kufufufufufufu! Zamaa, look at you, handsome man. Future generations will recognize you as such. Besides, only the painting remains immediately after entering the ruins, so it is good to think that it has a good appearance. Hmm, you're already dead, so I'll forgive you this much.

"Nh, Isabella... is something wrong?

Oops, I woke up Charlotte, and he seemed a little emotional. Reflect on the imminent failure of the witch, and we need to be calm because we have regained our original abilities.

"I'm sorry, but it looks like we found a hidden village and the mansion is noisy."

"Wow, this is a historic discovery. If you're interested, why don't we go check it out?

"If Charlotte wants to go, I'll go with him. I'm not particularly interested."

Honestly, I don't want to be near that handsome place... but if there's a description of me in the ruins, it's troublesome. He deceived me and used me, and eventually he dragged me to a border ruins to escape me, so there's a chance he didn't leave a description. It's not unusual for Isabella to have a name or a summoner, but if it says "Alice," there might be someone associated with me.

Specifically, brave men are strangely intuitive and may realize that they have only knowledge. That conversation that made me smell immortal a while ago was also a failure, 'Alice' refers to the witch who reached the secret of immortality. If a male magician gains the same old age, he will be called the "Oz" and called the Magus, but anyway.

Those who have reached the secret art of ageing, regardless of their speciality, have more or less mental abnormalities. It's cute of me to be just a little stranger and a little mouthless. All the other Alice and Oz I know are bad. I assure you, there is no Alice or Oz more decent than me.

"Witch of Wisdom" is relatively easy to talk about because of her bad sexual habits, but if "Witch of Disaster" or "Immunity Magus" comes nearby, we need to guide the brave man well and make him crush quickly. There are other "Witches of False Souls," but she's like putting her life in a drawstring, so don't you mind?

And it goes without saying that whoever gains old age is more fascinating than the powerful. In fact, I was deceived by that handsome guy too... let's forget it's black history.

If you hide that you're Alice, and if you become a social adventurer, you'll have to take Charlotte with you in case they find out. Now that I've regained my true abilities, I don't care if my country is against me, but I don't want to let go of my current life.

Mmm, now that I'm an adventurer, you won't be able to show me any valuable literature... and when I was worried about what happened, a strange group caught up in my surveillance network.

Two tall men, four adventurous men, and one woman wearing a man's cloak. That's not enough for the net. Even the Summoners who were dominated by me caused anomalies in the male exclusive before the intense magic of charm drifting from the woman.

Female monsters are fine, so let's see... fufu, I can't believe I want to die near that woman Charlotte's mansion. Ah, but murder is awkward... ah, I thought of something good. Kufufufufufu! I'm sorry, Carl, but the literature might be valuable right now, but I'm gonna erase it for my own good.