Falling Mage and the Power of Divergence

"Hey, you can't have it ready yet!

The man complained to the mayor when it was about three hours after they started to stand up. The frustration of the men who had already freed the original half of the hostages, including the liberation of the injured, was about to reach its peak.

That being said, however, there are still about ten hostages in the store, and it is difficult to say that the case is on the way to a solution, which would be the correct expression of a glued state. Though many townsfolk outside the store are wary to peek inside the store, I can't feel any signs of breaking in.

The mayor speaks out in an effort to forgive the men who are so exasperated by the slow response.

"You didn't say what you asked for. Probably collecting all the money in town."

Nothing. We're not gonna roll up all the money in this town.

"Then you have to specify the amount of the request from the beginning."

"Shit."

The man who tongued at the mayor's words shows frustration because he was aware it was his mistake. Their plan was to just wind up the money and get away with it, but it took more time than they planned.

At the same time, however, their desire to have more money available than originally assumed blunts their thinking.

"Hey, twitch."

"What is it?"

"Free one more now. Tell them that you handed over the money you had in three bags in half an hour. I'll take care of the candidates, but don't do anything weird. I'll fly the heads of the hostages here one at a time."

"You say you're not willing to resist."

As such, the mayor freed himself from the store when he entrusted the messenger to a male clerk who was nearby. When the clerk leaves the store, he runs to the people who are on guard around him.

The men outside heard the message from the clerk. When they put an ok mark on the store, the robber closes the store door vigorously and locks it. Once again, the store was isolated from the outside world.

The man who locked the door yells at the clerk as he lowers his back to the nearby table.

"Hey, bring me something to drink"

He was the man who screamed to be heard in the store, but no one spoke up for a reply. Instead, the mayor turned to the man.

"No use."

"What?"

"An earlier man freed all the people in this store."

"Shit. Then the kid there, you bring it"

That's how the man nominated was Jack, who was putting his weight on the back of the chair and putting his feet together on the table. He was a man who demanded that Jack bring a drink to an attitude he didn't think was being held hostage, but what he returned was a killer, not a reply.

"Ah?"

Jack's gaze at the man is caged in clear intent to kill him, and the man just gets stuck by Jack.

Two people in a relationship between robbery and hostage, but the number of digits of dead places that had been diving through were different. Jack's killings, which have put the lives of numerous people at the mercy of the Adventurers' Union, are not accepted by the lowest ranking men among magicians.

But a man who thought he shouldn't lose here now orders Seiya to sit back in front of Jack.

"Then you get it."

"Are you sure?

The answer returned from Seyya was an inquiry that included mockery, not euphoria.

"What does that mean?"

"If you go to the kitchen, there's a knife. I might take that knife and hit you guys."

Saiya's strength makes it easy to disable the men without having to bother doing that. This is a static seiya because it's a problem with non-magicians in industrial cities and magicians in robberies, but you can't keep your hands out of it if there's danger for you.

It just means you don't get your hands on it unless it's harmful to you. So I don't even want to take the knife and attack him, but Seiya asked him back in the sense of trying the robbers.

By contrast, the robber is not a threat where the hostage takes the blade. Because they are magicians and the hostages are non-magicians. There is a difference between the two that cannot be filled.

The man says it back with an extra look.

"I'll magically strangle you."

"I wonder if it's quicker to play magic or throw."

Seiya inquired with a more affordable look than a man. Generally speaking, throwing by the same degree of strength and magic raises armaments on the latter, but the premise overrides if it becomes a powerless magician and a powerful man with sophisticated skills who has taken the time to chant.

Now if a man's speed of exercising magic, Seiya can throw three knives without using magic. Seyya before awakening, as you may have forgotten, is a powerless magician and a boy who tried to fill the difference in magical power with technical skills.

It is no exaggeration to say that Seyya's physical skills are already at the mastery level. The firm confidence that even without magic there is no making to seize the magician makes room for Seyya.

The man who saw the spare time learned as much confusion as he had earlier.

"Oh, man. Are you okay?"

"Oh, oh."

"What are you doing with the hostages? Let's get him out of here."

"But..."

A man who is prompted by his companions to let the Sayers act, but his expression cannot be dismissed. I haven't noticed a fellow man who isn't relative to the two of them, but only the man was beginning to realize the heterogeneity of the Saiyas.

Even though he says he's a party to the robbery, fine dust doesn't have a bare gesture of fear either, but rather even seems to have a strong sense of being a bystander. The man even learned to fear what was making the two of us so much room in our minds, but of course our people have not noticed.

In the end, the man went for a drink himself instead of ordering the Saiyas. Although this act had already obscured the line between robbery and hostage, a predetermined thirty minutes pass before realizing that fact.

"Apparently ready"

Says the mayor who saw what was going on outside. The industrial city's counterattack was about to begin at last.