Disciple of Immortal

It's been a day since one incident with Octavio.

I met up with Pomera at the Adventurers Guild to confirm the requests that were posted on the bulletin board, while gathering information from other adventurers, etc.

Rumor has it Octavio left the city.

I hear Octavio originally had problems besides one with me and bought a heap of grudges.

The guys who didn't move because they threatened Octavio said Octavio went out in the dark to retaliate for losing one arm.

Octavio said he managed to survive with his life, but he left this city because he decided he couldn't live very well in this city with many resentful figures against himself.

There didn't seem to be any talk about us in particular.

It only came out to the point that he had fled back with one arm missing, seemed terribly threatened by something.

"And the C-level request... that sounds like a lot of rewarding stuff, Mr. Canata!

Pomera throws her gaze at me for a moment.

"Right... right"

I got blind.

"Duh, why don't you look at me, Mr. Canata! Pomera, the... yesterday's memory was nothing from the middle of the meal and I was in the inn bed when I realized... Po, Pomera, something about that... failed?

"Don't you remember..."

Pomera shook her shoulders frighteningly at my words and squeezed her big wand in embarrassment.

"Oh, I'm sorry... I knew it, Pomera, something..."

"No, I think it's better that way"

"Pomera, what have you done!?

Pomera... didn't seem like a good liquor habit.

Rather than, maybe, get into the worst.

I was disturbed when Pomera drank three gabgabs to keep the barley going, 'I feel like this kid's different than usual,' but I'm sure it was bad I didn't stop him there.

I don't know what the hell makes a difference, but the barley in this world was oddly stronger in alcohol than the barley I know.

That's why I left a little barley on my mouth.

I must have taken her out of the store at the latest when Pomera drank it up without showing any shame: 'Kanata, if you don't drink, Pomera, I'll have it'.

For some reason, the drunken Pomera stroked her head, "It looks like Kanata was drunk -" and she was alhalated for the price, hugged, and eventually there was all sorts of things, and she took out the scepter and spinned the magic formation, so this was not good enough to let the Necromancer magically sleep and open it.

"... well, I can't say either... sorry"

"What really happened? Oh, tell me, Pomera... what have you done...?

Pomera asks me anxiously.

I desperately laughed bitterly and tried to delude myself but Pomera's face faded even more.

... Anyway, Pomera should never drink more than three glasses again.

That's when I heard screams coming from the outside.

When I was wondering what was going on, one man jumped into the guild.

"Hey, the color of the sky is weird! I don't know... it's red and purple!

Hearing that report, noise spreads within the guild as well.

"... around here, is that, like, common?

When I asked Pomera, she shook her head.

Anyway, me and Pomera decided to go outside, too.

Outside, the sky did turn red and purple.

It's not like it's sunset or anything.

Obviously they had different colors.

Everyone is looking up at the sky and bothering.

Oh, my God, it doesn't seem like it's just that.

Second, I saw a bird in the sky far away.

I wear a strange red-purple hanging method.

"Rather than the sky... the perimeter of this city is surrounded by walls of light...?

As I tilted my neck, the noise of the people around me gradually dwindled.

If I did my eyes and checked, there would be people on the walls and on the floor.

What's going on...?

I was sweet to think it might be like a little natural phenomenon in this world, but seeing this unusual sight, I finally realized that it wasn't just every bit, either.

"Damn, it's painful... my arm, I can't get up..."

"It's kind of cold..."

Something was starting to groan in bitterness.

"What's going on...?

"Ka, Kanata...... don't you feel anything? Kind of looks like your health is being sucked......"

I didn't think so. When I checked my status, my HP and MP had decreased slightly.

From the whole, it was trace, so they didn't notice.

I'm breathtaking.

It penetrates the protection of Lunaere's robe.

Looking up at the sky again, I finally realized.

"Junction magic......"

Throughout the city, there is a junction between sucking up HP and MP.

But when it comes to junctional magic on this scale, it shouldn't be possible without even Lunaere being prepared beforehand.

We can develop a bond within a bond to create a localized safe zone, but there must be a Lord who developed this bond.

At a time when you are confident of dealing with a whole city, you are definitely quite a strong man.

He's not like Rovis, he's a real high-level magician.

Is it the man in the red arrangement that there was a sighting?

"We need to evacuate this city as soon as possible..."

When I spoke that way, I noticed a child hanging on the wall.

He was soothed in bitterness, and a motherly figure was holding him up crying.

If it stays this way, it will be massively debilitated to death in turn from lower-level ordinary people.

Obviously this junctional magic is sucking up life and magic indiscriminately.

If we don't stop soon, it will be irrevocable.

Even if we're going to help evacuate, the whole city is in range.

Before they all escape, this city becomes a mountain of dead people.

Even if we stop the junction, there are probably items hidden throughout the city that aid the junction.

Even if we can disable the effectiveness of some of the junctions, the whole thing won't make it.

If you want to stop it altogether, you just have to tap the activator directly.

"It's okay...... you should be able to do it"

I'm breathtaking and ready.

Renaele would have taught me how to cross with a really dangerous person, assuming that I would be eyed by a dangerous person because I was a metastatic.

The Twin Minds Act is what you wear for it.

Because you may be able to fight the Human Demon Dragon that you have taken off the realm of man.

At least, I was definitely the strongest human being in the Adventurer Guild in this city of Arloburg.

That can't be allowed to happen when I'm the only one running off to kill the people in the city.

Let me try.