"Did you send in Archreal? I don't know about that, Mr. Ritial."
"Just in case. There is also a good chance that some of those who are after Serraez will have a hand job."
Larheit looks at me with a frightened face. I know what you're trying to say. Because arcreal input is one of the trump cards for us and not the means to use it cheaply.
Archrial-Isiah, the most combative of the droppers we have found. What he has is a 'fight' talent. Genius in battle, also considered comparable to Yugra, who overwhelmed the Demon King as a brave man. Necthar says the condition of pure battle would allow us to cross each other with the brave Yugra.
"Serrayes is the person I want, though. I have to say, it's premature to let the world know he exists."
"It's not just for Serrayes. Morali and Yasteto are also important people to me. Especially because Morali's talent is convenient. If you've ever acted with her, you'd understand that, wouldn't you?
"Well... the presence or absence of metastatic magic is not convenient without knowing the location of the base."
The four countries of Tayz, Ghane, Mejs and Kuama are conducting our search. It is with Morali's metastatic magic that I have benefited greatly from not even letting him grasp the foothold until now. There is still a chance that they will be tracked on foot. It would be painful to lose Morali even after thinking about future action.
"You didn't like putting out trump cards first, did you?"
"It depends on the trump card. Because the strength of arcreal is so overwhelming that everyone has to admit, but it's not what can be described as omnipotent."
"I agree there. It's not important not to give them room to deal with it. But Arclial's input is not a one-time means. If you knew what he was capable of, they wouldn't be able to hit cheap hands, either, would they? It's not just that bad because it can be used as a deterrent."
"I can tell you that, though. However, as far as I'm concerned, I think it's a problem that he sent me on his own. Because he's..."
The door of the room is opened so as to block the conversation. What emerged from it was the arcreal himself, who had rumored. He has a naive smile, as usual.
"Ta-da! I'm home now, Real! Oh, my God, there's Larheit too."
"That's right there. Because I'm not the type to do manual labor unlike you. We want to avoid the battle."
"What, you still care about losing to Archbishop Ukka?
"I don't care. It's true that I was alarmed, and I honestly admit defeat. Not next, though."
"You care."
"So, Archreal, how was the tail?
"No, they got away with it!
Larheit exhales a very heavy sigh. I'm getting a little headache too.
"… report details"
"Uh, first I was headed to the rendezvous point, as I was told. Then one of the demons in the butler's clothes got in the way. You were pretty strong, alle."
I remember the demon in butler's clothes, the purple demon king's subordination who met the words in Quama. Probably that's it. It is not a boulder to say that the Great Devil, far beyond his normal unique class, is intact in battle with it.
"The demon bought me time."
"That's it. Whether you slash it or not, you play it right away and you don't die. I was wondering if I'd run out of magic to regenerate. When I followed him, I arrived at the rendezvous point. And then they hit me."
"Does that mean Morali and Yasteto too?
"Oh, it's amazing in there that you can take him down to Yasteto! So if I wanted to stick around and fight, the poisoned smokescreen would be scattered all over me, and if I was paying for the smoke, everyone would run away! I was just able to confirm that there was a" blade of annihilation. "
Mix-Tayze...... was Tayze still involved? However, given her strength, Yasteto shouldn't be a glimmer if Morali can be defeated. You should think there were a few more hands-on people on the spot.
"So, you said you came back without any accomplishments?
"Don't hang on, Larheit. Serrayes and his disciples picked it up once, didn't they? I'm hiding it near the border now."
"... what about Morali and Yasteto?
"They took me away. That was brilliant!
The thing Larheit sees as a problem is that Archreal can't do anything but fight. If they're challenged from the front, they're all heroes who can fight more than each other, even that Scarlet Demon King... if they're retarded, they're not guided.
"It's my downfall that Yasteto would have used you beneficially if he'd let you rendezvous."
"You should at least have let him go with the Moralis. It was a difficult consultation in time because I was using it for another assignment."
"Oh, my God, I went right after my previous assignment, too, didn't I?
"I'm not going to ask you for an ad hoc.... If there were those two, would it be around Kuama's castle now?"
"I guess so. We should see half the way there to interrogate or move to Tays or Ghane for fear of our possibility of moving to rescue."
I'm giving those two special training. I don't think you'll talk against me...
"Then why don't I just board the Quama Castle now?
"Please don't. If we set ourselves up in the country from the front, the cohesion of other countries will be strengthened. In that case, even in this country we're in right now, we don't have to cooperate."
"Uh, well."
"... Mr. Ritial, I'll tell Mr. Necthar. You need to collect Serrayes."
"Oh, do me a favor."
Larheit leaves the room with a face that says he doesn't want to be here for a moment. For Larheit, who elaborately stretches his ploy, it sucks to be compatible with the kind of arcreal that embodies stupidity. In my case, I'm used to partying with idiots like Gradona. Though it's hard to say completely because idiots have different directions.
"After all, do you mean I'll be waiting for a while?
"Right. I'll have you rammed when it comes to your turn, so now you should rest your body."
"... I'm sorry, Real. I've got more work for you."
Don't worry, I'm used to it.
Archreal looks sorry, but this hides his soul guts that if he hadn't apologized first, he would have said a novel. The opponent of this hand will not improve as much as a small word. I also want to avoid wasting my efforts.
"And the reality is changing. You talk to me, Larheit, Nekhar like that, and you talk to Morali and the others like that."
"That's a stand-alone reason. Nekkhar and Lakhite are people who walk together, but Morali and the others follow me. Be beneath me ready to be the foundation of the path I aspire to. I would accept that readiness and sometimes imitate them like tools to use their lives and crush them. Then we must at least honor them to the fullest as human beings, just the words we throw at them. That's my courtesy."
I'd like to think of the art of rescuing those two if possible. But when it doesn't come true, I'll have to make a decision to abandon both of them. That doesn't feel very good.
"I don't feel very nice to you, do I?
"You don't seem to crumble when you try to crush it."
"I see. I see?
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After rendezvous with the Ekdoiks at Quama Castle, he confirmed the details of what had happened. Duvreoli, who was about to rendezvous, was in contact with someone on the road named Archreal when Ekdoyk and the others were fighting to secure Serraes and the dropper. From that heterogeneous atmosphere Duvleoli thought of it as a reinforcement sent by the Larheits and went into battle to stop the rendezvous.
The strength of the arcreal is only arguably unusual, and Duvreoli switched to rendezvous with the Ekdoiks at a stage where his health for escape remained critical. At that time, the battle between the Ekdoiks was over, and Duvleoli, who made the rendezvous, suggested fleeing the following arcléal. He went in unanimously to prepare for his escape, using a variety of means, dominated by Mix and Ekdoyk.
"After expanding Mix's smokescreen, Duvreoli tucked the dropper in his belly. I took all the distance possible before the smoke was paid off, and I dug the ground and hid. Even though he used the smokescreen, he didn't use detective magic. After hiding for a while, I dug the ground and moved to near the settlement of Kuama"
"The two droppers were the only ones I could secure, sorry..."
"You don't have to keep your head down, Hark Doc. If we had fought one battle against a guy who would have unilaterally hurt Duvleoli, that would have been the one where the dead would have been."
I had read that a user of metastatic magic was coming to let Serraes escape. Always accompanied by supposedly conjunctive users. It's just that Harkdock says, "It's not supposed to be a boulder for a guy to come out with" Yugra. "
Duvreoli is currently sleeping in a room in the castle. He's badly injured and so debilitated that he can't satisfy his self-treatment. It will be necessary to call for 'purple' to administer a dedicated treatment.
"So, Hark Doc. What dimension does it mean to be the same as Seiya Yukura?
"What dimension... was the same Yugra I felt in The Indicators of the Brave. That's pretty good."
"Are you qualified as a brave man, as a warrior, or as a wizard, all sorts of things? Wolfe is also considered Yukura Nariya."
"Uh, does that mean that? Wait a minute, I remember...... You weren't as good as Yugra for magic. That guy sucks as a warrior."
"As a warrior... then you'll be a battle-talented dropper."
It is not surprising that there is the ability to generate magic, the ability to perceive danger, the ability to grasp space and, if so, the ability to adapt combat. Larheit and the others have quite a few pawns. It's just, you know, there's a lot I think.
"Brother, you have a lighter look than I thought, don't you?
"It must be someone to be wary of, though. I'm not so desperate."
"No, no, you're hopeless!? Even Duvreoli was no match!?
"If you were totally equal to Seiya Yukura, you guys would have been wiped out all the time. He didn't have the ability to chase you guys, it's reasonable to think so."
After paying for the smokescreen, Arclial will act to get the two back if he realizes there is no Morali and Yasteto. That's all we have to do to quickly find and hunt down the Ecdoics hiding nearby.
"What are the chances that you let him get away with it?
"There are limited reasons to let someone get away with an overwhelming advantage. You have something to gain by letting them get away with it, or you have no reason to hold back. The forces over here are already known, and there's no point as information because a little thought would tell us where the final escape will be to Quama Castle. They're taking my people for a reason."
"What do you mean, that guy only has one ability or something like that, like me?
"Maybe. Even so, I don't think that being talented in combat means being pulled by it and having a lot of other abilities."
"Getting pulled?
"It's a natural story, but the ability to resemble your own talents is easy to grow. Hark Doc, for example, your strength is not just crisis detection. It includes the ability to analyze someone using detective magic, right? Wolfe also produces magic as well as a lot of magic. Combat technology using a lot of magic is pretty high. If you're talented at battle, your ability to assist in battle is bound to be high."
Just a lack of ability to track the escaping opponent means that Archreal can be too strong for the front-running opponent to be weak for the praiser. Well, the specs are quite different, so it would be pretty hard to hunt them down in battle.
"Well, there was quite a bit of magic in his possession. Is that what's causing you to run to Duvleoli and catch up?"
"You're probably retarded, too. If he's intelligent, Larheit would be happy to act with him."
"You suddenly got intimacy... Oh, but if you're an idiot, you're not coming in here!?
"I'm sure I'll talk to the guy around my head after I retrieve Serrayes. I'll definitely stop it if it's real or Larheit."
"Well, so far, so good!
For the Larkheites, the most important thing to avoid is knowing where they are based. Arclial was put in as a measure to avoid losing Morali, a useful user of metastatic magic as a means of doing so. The miscalculation would have been that I ran into Duvreoli before the rendezvous. Thanks to Duvreoli's time, he was able to avoid a fight with Archreal, and thus also capture the dropper. I'll have to let Duvleoli hang up on Purple later.
Mix and Lachra show up when we're talking. Morali and Yasteto are not currently out of paralysis venom and can't even talk, but they can prepare under it. I asked Mix and the others to do that, but I guess it's going to be hard to see the look on their faces.
"Your friend. Those two aren't implanted with magic stones in their heads, but they seem very resistant to magic that interferes with their spirits."
"You mean I can't be fascinated or brainwashed? Sounds like a direct subordinate of Real, and you've got a lot of training for that."
"I guess. Then it becomes a physical interrogation…"
"That's what you're going to stand for."
We're both going to be able to work out our hands, and waiting for Duvleoli to recover before reading our memories in The Lost Belly seems to have a low success rate. I want to mourn how ineffective interrogation in this world is. Well, I think someone will throw up enough information before they do.
"Then you interrogate Mr. Larheit like he did before?
"That's a craftsman who can only do it if he has some readable information. It's a little unsuitable for root-digging leaf digging. Well, you can try as much as you can."
Besides, I can't switch to 'me' right now. It's not a bit good to imitate pushing someone mentally in their current state. I can't say that. It doesn't start with what I don't do, and let's just try to do what I can.
Later, with Mix, I'll take you to a prison with a morale with paralyzed venom. He is fitted with a restraint fitted with a demonic sealing stone and his hands and feet are securely secured with a lock. Freedom is as smart as a head. Um, don't feel all kinds of disloyalty when you see these sights in their current state.
"Yo, you took care of me before."
"I heard you were dying. You look good."
Morali stares in the eyes of a hostile stripper. You're going to bite me if you stop by, yeah.
"There's a lot going on. Besides, I've been meaning to talk to you a lot."
"There's nothing to talk about. Just go away."
"You got a lot going on, don't you?
"There can't be."
What are you talking about? He's got a face. Mix holding back in the back looks similar. Right.
"You just have to answer what you want to answer. Let's start with the first question."
"That's why I'm answering..."
"Do you have any food you don't like?
"- What?"
"It's food I hate. I'm not going to kill you any more than I'm catching you for information. You deserve to serve a meal, don't you?
I can feel some poison coming out of Morali's eyes. I'm still alert, but I seem to forget I can kill you.
"Are you kidding me?
"Big seriousness. When you guys caught me, I couldn't even get dinner ready. I wanted to remind you of the differences in character in the treatment of prisoners. So, today's menu sounds like vegetable soup, but what do we do?
"You can do whatever you want with that stuff"
"You're the one who can give me hope."
"Then add the meat, at the grand feast."
All right, I ate. You got on to this topic. First step.
"I don't know how far I can go to make it grand, but let me tell you something. And then... Oh, isn't it cold in here? You got a blanket or something?
"... Give it to me"
I feel stunned by what this conversation is about. You just said you were starting to think it would be okay to talk about it if you could improve because of it.
"Let's arrange it. By the way, Morali, I don't think you'll ever talk about anything that's not really convenient, but that fits, right?
"Naturally."
"Then let's hear something unrelated. When you caught 'me' in the cave where it was the stronghold of the Scarlet Demon King, you were the one who attacked 'me'?
"It's not me. It's Yasteto."
"I'm not impressed with the way you answer that. Shouldn't that be a lie or a larheit? Even Yasteto is caught. It won't necessarily mean" I "won't retaliate with my stomach."
"You know what?"
Poor Yasteto, well, I'm not going to do this to your stomach. Maybe. Now, the fact that I was able to have a direct conversation with Morali made Morali's figure somewhat understandable. You can assume that you have absolute loyalty to Reality, including previous conversations, but you don't seem to have much of a sense of fellowship when it comes to other people. You can assume that this type of hand will never divulge the key information. We should try to gradually take away our vigilance, but it's going to take some time.
"All right, that's it for today's interrogation. Good luck."
"Haven't you licked the interrogation?
"You don't like violence. If you want me to blame you, I'll tickle you."
"Are you licking me?
"No, you look weak in the armpit or something."
"... oh, just go away"
Oh, this guy's got weak armpits, huh? Well, I won't do it because you won't be able to tickle me and make me confess. Analyze in detail, recalling conversations with Morali, facial changes, etc. after the prison.
"Friend, that was a long time since you missed the interrogation. I thought it would be a lot more like this..."
"The better at first. Besides, Morali's been moved."
"I would have been badly looked at afterwards..."
I guess the reaction of this mix, 'I', is pretty angry or something with what I've seen.
"Thank you, Mix. He resented me so much. That's enough to clear your mind."
"... Your friend must be, but that's not how it works for me personally"
"It's hard to get a hostage hurt in an unsolicited interrogation. I don't have enough problems touching it."
"... yeah?
Slap Mix's head gently and laugh with a bad face.
"I have a lot of room for my plans for today, and I can set you free enough to talk lightly, okay? You can't put me in a truck."
"I can't really grasp the gist..."
"Yes, I could tell from the reaction to the conversation earlier, but Morali seems to have weak armpits"
"- I see. Now let's just say I'm going to give you a little distraction!
Well, I don't have a problem with Mix being hated by Morali. Relatively speaking, the ratings for 'me' are going to be better.
"As I said earlier, the more so."