We went deeper into the ruins.

It seems that the back side had not searched for the route, but the clockworks for defense have stopped functioning and there is no particular hindrance.

Only the eerie silence is floating within the archeological site.

"Nah, hey, little girl"

Godwin spoke to Tise with a sad voice.

Tise glances back at Godwin with his eyes.

"Isn't it perfectly right? Isn't it better to escort me and wait outside the ruins?"

"Do you mean to wait outside for that?"

"I can't protect myself alone ... I'll ask, I'm not comfortable living with you"

"There is no safer place than here"

Tise expressed herself with no expression.

Although Godwin is drooping, he does not want to escape to the depths of the ruins of the ancient elf by himself and follows him calmly.

As we proceeded while talking about such a story, we soon came to a room like a large hall.

A magical eternal lantern hangs from the ceiling, and three elevating devices descend to the lower level on the front.

It seems that something like a sign is hung on it, but there are only traces of forcible tearing.

All the tables and chairs that seemed to have been set up in the hall have been destroyed, as if the Wood Elves who arrived here also caused a tantrum. All of the ancient elf furniture is so sturdy that it can't be broken without magic and skill, but did the wood elves see anything that couldn't lie on the belly?

There was a bang.

The sound of the lifting device moving. A force field is created by the magic of an ancient elf that has remained since ancient times, and the noise of an elevator climbing on a rail approaches.

"Ares?"

When I try to pull a copper sword, I get a long sword shining in silver from the side.

It was my once-loved sword ThunderWalker, which Luty presented.

"Did you save it? Is it exactly sold?"

"I can't sell it, my brother's sword."

Hesitates a little to hold the sword.

This is a symbol of the hero party era. It is inconsistent with my current life.

However, I firmly held the handle of Thunderwayker. If Litt returns to the adventurer again to defeat the enemy, I'll return to Gideon again.

"Thank you"

Shortly, I shook it only once to confirm my feelings.

The feeling is completely different from the copper sword used in Zoltan. The skill of "weapon skill [long sword]" which was not activated with the copper sword was also activated, and I remembered the feeling that the sword and myself were integrated.

"Now"

The elevator is near by.

You can hear the brakes biting the rails and the rails, and the hard door opens by itself.

It was not Ares there.

"It's been a long time, my love disciple"

The person in charge of Litt's master, Rogervia Guardsman Gaius, said so in Litt's familiar voice.

"Don't defile that !!!!"

Litt shouted and ran up with a short hand in both hands.

"Wait! That's different!"

Rooty warns sharply.

But by that time, Litt had already slashed at Sisandan in the elevator.

"!?"

Sisandan in the form of Gaius did not sway even if she was slashed. Litt's sword cuts the sky unresponsively.

"Illusion Decoy! The body is ..."

Sisandan, standing behind him invisibly, swings his sword down at Litt's back.

But Litt quickly flipped over and received a sword he could not see. Litt is also a terrific hero.

The impact of the impact of the sword caused the invisible magic covering Sisandan to fall off, revealing Sisandan's appearance.

"Titty"

Sisandan tongued and turned two of the six arms behind.

Sisandan received my sword assaulted from behind with two crossed swords.

"What an asura demon. I guess I'm going to trap Litt, but I'll pinch and shoot."

The lit is in the elevator and has no escape.

However, Sisandan, who blocks the entrance of the elevator, is in a disadvantageous situation because he is sandwiched between me and Ritt.

(But that's an elf sword? It's a rare sword for a demon to use. Swing four times on your hips and worry about a sword that stays in the sheath.)

After receiving the sword, I fall back half a step and draw the sword again.

Asuraemon opened both legs and prevented me and Ritt from swords with six arms.

At that time, a strange feeling ran in the back of the head.

"magic!?"

He tries to take a defensive posture in a hurry.

"Paralize Flame!"

The wall on one side of the room was wiped away, just behind it was another wall.

Did you make a wall in front of the original position with an illusion, creating a hidden space?

A poisonous flame that gushes runs on the floor looking at me and Litt.

That is attack magic that paralyzes when touched. Neither I nor Litt have paralysis resistance. Litt can try to resist with spirit magic, and I have to rely on high blessing levels and endure with guts.

But that's when they are at least equal. If your opponent is the best human wizard, there is little chance you can resist it.

"Ares!"

Spelled magic is Ares, a wise man with an unfamiliar sword on his waist. Did he get lost and teamed up with Shisandan! ?

"Die! Gideon!"

The flame approaches. But a film of light glowing white wrapped us around.

"Sacred Magic Shield"

Rooty ties the mark with his left hand.

Did he keep fighting with the Demon Army, and did the Louty of the Hundred Battles be prepared to move, as he predicted that Ales could betray it?

"Ares, forgive me now, surrender."

"Lutey, I'm still in time. Say that I'm going on a hero journey with me."

The two will cross again at the same time.

"Gargantua Storm Javelin!"

"Thunder of Justice!"

A storm lance and lightning of justice.

The sage and hero's superlative magic collided with each other, and in the aftermath, I and Sisandan were for a short while, but the battle had to be stopped.

A severe impact cracked an ancient elf building material that should have unknown hardness.

"It's equal in magic."

Rooty muttered. At the same time, their magic antagonizes and disperses.

In this case, should we praise Ares who can use the same magic as a brave man, or should we be amazed by the avant-garde rootie who can use the same level of magic as the highest human wizard?

Wizards all over the world would be lamenting their blessings once something like rooty was commonplace.