It's all one flower.

Engineer Nayarburi moves to the first target point.

From the cluttered building where the lights were dropped, one person after another is thrown out and the sidewalk is filled.

In the guise of a worker on his way home from work, he slowly walked two inland roads from the lake shore.

Autumn days are early.

There is no shadow on the path that has already increased dimness, and a group of people hurrying their way home go to each other early as they look at the tablet terminal.

A city stained with dusk becomes as far away as a sheet of thin paper separated. Its white gradually increases in concentration, and passers-by look up from the screen and look around.

Street lights dotted.

He who stops and looks around, he who wears a terminal without being busy, he who touches the guardrail and moves on.

Magic props [flower ears] of the art and communication of [enemy] enlarging sight, even from the decaying fishing harbour of the island of Lanterna, conveyed so that the haste and agitation of the western part of the capital, Rufus, are in hand.

The fog at dusk raised its density to the degree of blinking, and people were trapped in a white darkness that didn't even know the tip of their stretched hands.

In the eyes of [Sovereign] Rubel, the engineer Nayabri is clearly captured. He grabbed the [magic crystal] in his pocket and used the [thick fog] technique.

He left the boulevard and exited the buffer zone through the gap in the miscellaneous building.

Not a single obstacle creates a shadow over tightened soil.

The striped blank zone separates the shores of Lake Lacus from the city, and with reports and sightings of demons and warcraft, it becomes a battlefield for the Artel Army's special ops group against warcraft.

Street lights line up at equal intervals along a group of buildings. One surveillance camera at a time will be installed, but it doesn't work now that it's wrapped in milky darkness.

Rubel [jumped] to the rendezvous point.

Check again at the site.

The target confirmed by the pre-filled map and [enemy] was painted white and found to be in the fog for 10 kilometers.

In the distance, the siren's noise draws its tail long.

... Oh well. If there's a mist all of a sudden, there 'll be an accident.

"Come out of the golden rain (Zaratoch Doge) cage, a nostalgia in the hands of men."

Shake off the guilt that has arisen and let [the cage of the devil] out of West Porch. When I uttered the euphemism set in the magical vial, it smashed in Rubel's hand and a black mass poured out. Nayabri sucks up the lake water with [manicured water] and collects no fragments left.

There are no cluttered demons in the buffer zone.

"Keep holding this until I tell you to let go."

Rubel ordered in powerful words and handed over to the demon asthma cannon the permit to operate within the confines of the lake that he had just received from Ensign Razootchik. He strokes the demon asthma cannon he receives with the same spell as the [exorcism] talisman and sends it off to Lake Lacus.

"Down to the bottom (all there), go straight north from here."

The indeterminate mass of darkness immersed itself in the lake water without any doubt and quickly sank.

Rubel starts sharing visual information with the demon.

As always, visual information in the direction of travel illuminated by the [exorcism] talisman was conveyed, although it is unclear which part corresponds to the eye. The demon asthma cannon itself seems to be eye-catching to some extent, even in dark places.

[Enemy] and [Dark Vision] of the procedure cannot be used together, and you will not be able to see the algae slide down the lush shoreline in no time. Rubel disarmed [the enemy] and concentrated his consciousness on the visual information sent from the demon asthma cannon.

In the fog-wrapped buffer zone, there is no sign of any other person but Rubel, a demonic soldier disguised as an Artel worker, and Nayarburi, an engineer.

Arriving at the bottom of the lake, the demon asthma cannon moves loosely north.

A group of small fish ahead were surprised by the black mass, splitting left to right and fleeing.

Until half a century of civil unrest, apparently, it was a port, but the destroyed shoreline was full of algae, and there were no shadows to see wreckages such as passenger cars and fighters sinking everywhere.

The interior of the half-dead car is a place where miscellaneous demons pack tightly when ashore, but the bottom of Lake Lacus doesn't have such a thing in the first place thanks to the patronage of the goddess.

Demon asthma cannon crawls up to the rock.

"Stop there"

Orders issued from land passed over [flower ears] to the bottom of the water, and the demon asthma cannon immediately stopped moving.

A lake bottom cable lies in the sand a few meters away. We've changed angles from abandoned buildings, vacant houses, etc. in our base for a while now, and we've checked our positions many times in [Sovereign].

I can also see the relay a little further.

According to the lake bottom cable laying map for maintenance contractors obtained by Ensign Razootchik, it appears that it is owned by a cloud operator and connects the Hudong region to Artel's data center.

A little further north, some cables have been laid by major telecommunications companies.

This is the main line that connects to the submarine cable that runs far south of the ocean and connects to the world. It will land near the border between the Republic of Stenia and the Kingdom of Amitostigma. To bypass the steep mountain range, you pass through several countries, such as the Kingdom of Pogonia and the Kingdom of Polykichnis, and through the interior to the Gulf of Karsar, east of the Limf Mountains.

There is also a route out of the Lake East region to Karsar Bay, and the Artel side landing point at the western end of the lake bottom cable is the city of Ignikans.

"Squeeze the force thinly and break only that machine"

Focus your consciousness on the relay with the vision you share with the user demon and order the demon asthma cannon to wait on the rock.

Part of the dark mass stretched elongated and deformed like a barrel of blowing arrows. For a moment, something glows and a group of fish who were in the upper layer escape scattering spider children.

The sand at the bottom of the lake has only risen slightly, and there has been no significant change in Lake Lacus. Only the relay was pulverized.

(i) After work, the body of the demon asthma cannon relaxed and returned to its original indeterminate darkness.