It's all one flower.

Showering with multiple [arrows of light] at a time, a large complementary lizard lies in the driveway in pieces.

... Oriole...!

"Oniisan, can you bake that for me?"

Ah, yes.

It was said as a matter of course, and the Demon Garrison Rebel responded reflexively.

Draw a circle of asphalt on the driveway with an oily pen, and scratch the scattered pieces of the beast with Powered Water .

... heh? Why am I listening to the terrorists?

I scattered the magic and saw Oriole, the leader of the Nemoraris Strike Corps.

He was wearing the same work clothes as the Exterminator. She pulls the drawstring bag out of the pocket of the work pants leg (thigh) and crosses here.

As soon as the bag came out of my pocket, the contents were scattered on the street.

Ahh!

Things like marbles are rolling around.

"Hey, help me pick it up!"

A Barbarian soldier returns to me with an automatic small gun on his shoulder to help retrieve his belongings.

O'Reilly turned her back on us and chased what was rolling towards her. There is a hole in the bottom of the towel bag of the cloth folded by the wind.

Rebel once again cast a spell and burned the corpse of a complementary lizard in the [Furnace].

O'Reilly recovered her belongings in a clear plastic bag from another pocket.

What he picked up himself glows pale in the bag. [Magic Crystal].

Ah, guys, thank you.

Barbatum Army soldiers pick them up one after the other.

The field commander's former sergeant watches his surroundings without helping, and the freelance journalist takes pictures with his camera. The newspaper reporter also remembered the interview and set up the camera.

Oriole grabs the soldier's wrist and pokes a plastic bag in common language.

"Thanks. Can you hold this for a second?"

What? Why?

It's okay.

The priest of St. Album's Church picks up the [Crystal] rolling under his feet.

"Priest, hold on to that. Hold on a second."

The priest stopped when Oriole told him to. The sunlight of the summer is different from the radiance of the sun in my hands.

The young man who was using the spell also noticed and took a breath.

Oriole looked around.

"It doesn't seem to have fallen anymore."

When the first sergeant called, Oriole responded with a smile.

"Can you and the reporter take a look at this?"

"What is this?"

"It's a crystal workmanship. Where there are wizards, they are often used for barter."

"Hey, Crystal. It's a cheap jewel that you can buy with your child's pocket money?"

The freelance journalist did not hesitate to put his hand into the bag and picked out the shining object and the silent object one by one.

Here, one by one, the craftsman is engraving the letters.

"Huh? Really!" Wow! This is such a tiny word! "

The former sergeant and the reporter also took each grain in hand.

In the hands of the newspaper reporter, the [Crystal] shines lightly.

Is it a magic tool that stores sunlight or something?

The former sergeant asks Oriole, and the priest and the newspaper reporter make unpleasant faces. Freelance journalists began shooting videos on their tablets.

Oriole explains in fluent common language.

"This is [Magic Crystal]." It stores magic power like a rechargeable battery and can be pulled out and used at any time. Even a people without strength could use some of their magic by holding this one and casting spells. What kind of a wizard is that? "

The reporter and the priest threw it away at the same time.

"Ahh! What are you doing?!"

Oriole chased the Magic Crystal that rolled into the driveway and picked it up on the verge of falling into the side gutter.

Freelance journalists also put it in their videos on a tablet.

The former sergeant looked at the [Crystal] in his hand and turned his face to Rubell.

Are you telling the truth about this exterminator?

It's true. Also, Magic Crystal is not a price you can buy with your child's pocket money.

"Hey, big brother, what are you going to do if you show me this?"

The first sergeant turned to Oriole.

The leader of the Nemolaris Corps laughed thinly and pulled up his gripped wrist.

Why do you think this soldier, reporter, and priest glowed?

... what? You gonna do that to a Barbadian?

I noticed that I had deliberately hit the [Crystal] to pick it up, but I didn't understand the purpose.

If you're an Artelian, you can banish us to Lanterna.

However, the Federation of Barbatum was allowed to enter the country as a wizard, and the employees of the multinational company also had wizards from both countries.

... well, it looks like it would be hard for someone born and raised in Barbatum to discover magic afterwards.

I have no information on how the Barbatum Federation treats soldiers with magic power.

Oriole retrieved the [Magic Crystal] from the hands of the trembling soldier without a voice.

"This [Crystal] absorbs and accumulates the magic power of those it touches." That's why what's glowing is magic. "

Barbatum soldiers take a breath and stare at their colleagues who have been hung.

"You can either cast a spell with powerful words or use a magic tool." Recently, by combining with science and technology, we have also created a magic power generator that incorporates this kind of thing. "

Huh? That's the ultimate clean energy!

Freelance journalists make their eyes shine.

"Ugh, that's a lie! I'm not a wizard!" Let me go! Let me go! "

The soldier who grabbed his wrist was semi-frenzied, but Oriole didn't loosen his hand and strangled his arm.

"Well, just calm down and listen."

"I hate it! No!" I'm not like you! "

”For your own safety, I checked to see if any of you have magic power.”

The soldier just repeats the same words and doesn't seem to listen to Oriole.

Newspapermen and priests shake their lips with pale faces.

"For us? Why?"

"What? Didn't you come here to look into it? Why?"

Oriole laughed halfway and deliberately tilted his neck at the former sergeant. A soldier caught in the arm cries.

"What's all the commotion?"

What happened to that soldier?

The two of them who went to the school building to be exterminated returned with Jump and their eyes were rounded.

A young man with a rubel and a spellcaster organizes and tells the situation.

At the same time, I explained the danger of strengthening the beast if someone with magic power was predated by biting it down to make it easier for the Barbatum to understand.