I didn't know what was going on inside, so I came back to the arena alone for now.
Inside the Guild's Arena, the (...) Borders (...) Borders (...) Lines (...) of the World (...) were (...) obscured (...) and (...) (...) (...).
I dungeoned the arena and connected its surroundings to a narrow space with metamorphosis magic. A narrow space is a place that connects the human and spiritual worlds. Spirits and demons come to the human world via narrow spaces.
There is no air in the confined space.
So a normal human can't sustain life.
In the aftermath of Acari's attack on Gado with all his might, the dungeons I built had been destroyed for most of them. The walls and ground of the arena have collapsed and vanished. And the part of the dungeon that was gone was in direct contact with the narrow space.
This place is now more than half way into a narrow space. I'm glad I didn't bring everyone else.
There was a clam in such a place, standing with a black knife.
"Akali. Are you okay?
"Ha, Brother Hal!!"
The ground in the arena is almost destroyed, so no scaffolding exists. I can move by consolidating my magic and building scaffolding...
Even though I haven't even taught you how to do that yet, Akali has normally run towards me.
Perhaps Akali's < Skill Master > automatically combines her skills to allow her to be (...). What can live in this space, perhaps thanks to the protection she received from the goddess of the original world.
The bracelet I'm giving to my family incorporates magic that will survive for a while even in the confined space. The magic of refusing to interfere with anything but me for ten days while ensuring the space necessary to sustain life in any environment. Multiple magic formations using the divine script are deployed to enable it.
Mai and May, the Spirit, Silf. Then the Devil's Citries can survive even in narrow spaces. It's a feature to buy me time to go help when a family other than them has gotten into a narrow space for some reason.
But Akali didn't need the life-support function of that bracelet.
"Brother Hal, no. No, I'm not. This..."
Acari's body, which came all the way by my side, was shaking a little.
She's afraid of her powers.
"It's okay. The clams aren't bad."
I will stroke your head with a hug tight and tight so that your body will stop trembling.
Gradually, the clams in his arms restored calm.
At first, I was going to take all the clams I could.
But I never really understood the power of the clams that normally lived under most of that power.
I thought her powers were already complete when she fought Citrie... Akali was still a growing brave man.
"I'm sorry, Akali. I barely knew what you were capable of."
"Wow, me too. They said 30%... I'm sorry."
"By the way. Super intuition and skill masters didn't put a stop to Acari's actions?
I was thinking that if it was going to really suck, Akali's skills would stop her. And I couldn't move until Akali was serious about getting ready to attack.
"Uh. My instinct is, 'It's okay to do it'. So, I..."
Uh, yeah.
I did it and it was okay.
Then you have no choice.
The arena was almost destroyed, but I was dungeonizing it so I could restore it right away.
Although the ground wobbled heavily as an external influence, the physical damage seems to be minimal. If something is broken due to the impact caused by the acari, let's compensate from the H&T Chamber of Commerce.
Thinking about it this way, I think Akali's super intuition decided that 'it's okay because I'm supposed to do something about it eventually'.
... Well, okay.
Actually, you're right.
So, the last problem.
I'm talking about Gad, the exam supervisor.
Acari's attack was completely destroying the resuscitation bracelet I created.
And, of course, Gad's flesh and his soul. Gad's soul was shattered with flesh - no, even more finely misty. No longer, almost disappearing.
It is first and foremost impossible to restore the souls destroyed so far in the human world.
But this is a small space. The soul does not deteriorate here. Unlike the human world, there is no residue of the soul of the dead.
Gather all the soul shards you have here and Gad's resurrection is possible. Even if it doesn't resuscitate, the acari will be a killer.
This is an adventurer's promotion exam, not a kill.
So I restored the arena for now.
Then we repaired Gad's soul and flesh.
"Heels!"
I returned my soul to the flesh and resurrected Gad.
"Ahhh? What? I did do the green hair kid test..."
Gad's memory seems to be back until before he plays against Akali. Then Akali will have to fight Gado again.
Now give me a break, will you?
When I look at the acari, I say, 'Copy that!' He nodded and walked away to Gad.
"It's an acari. Best regards,"
"Yes, no, fine. Oh, you pass!
"What?"
Akali was told to pass without a fight.
"Hey, what's this? Why can't I stop my body trembling when I see that kid!?"
Even if he was losing his memory when he was resurrected, the fear, perfectly crushed by the acari, both physically and mentally, seemed deeply engraved in each and every shard of his soul.