Especially since there were no demons to strike at, the line goes slowly toward the back, answering the question of Francilia.
"Spiritual beast on divine beast... incredible... and I can't believe it's contract magic..."
The answer I asked Atal was also shocking to Francilia, who had lived for years, and was still bumping and crushing.
"Um... Dear Atal"
Caro seemed concerned to see such a framphilia.
"... well, framphilia will fold in one of these days. Quiet than that."
Ifria and Balkias are just feeling the disturbing air, and Ataru is also exploring the surroundings carefully.
"And the sound... you don't"
Caro moves his ears pimply, making sure he doesn't miss the sound that comes through at all. But I can't hear anything.
There's nothing unusual about the smell.
Balkias explores his surroundings with a sense of smell.
The smell of water, walls and other buildings. Those have been what I've been doing since I got here, and I didn't think they were extraordinary.
'I can't even feel the signs, but I'm sure I feel something uncomfortable'
Ifria doesn't know anything clear, but she feels something is wrong.
"Anyway, in the back..."
Ataru moves forward with his steps, but stops on the way.
"Is this... a juncture?
There's a wall a few meters away where I stopped my leg. But it's not just a wall.
"Hmm, the walls of stone, the walls of wind, the walls of magic and the walls of earth seem to be stretched together"
Ifria stares at the wall in front of her and analyzes it.
The fact that multiple boundaries were stretched seemed to make it impossible to pass through sound, magic or smell.
"I see, you couldn't feel anything because of this"
The claws, with their eyes narrowed, also felt the structure with their hands on the wall.
At the same time, whether this junction can be broken.
"-Iflía, is it possible to disarm it without an oar?
Ifria shakes her neck to the side to Atal's question.
'That's hard. No problem if you just push it, otherwise it's impossible for me'
Ifria also knows that's not what Atal is looking for. Therefore, this answer was given.
"Okay, then let's think about it on my side. Everybody stay out of the way."
Four people move away from the junction at Atar's direction, and Atar checks the bullet list.
"... there are walls just for magic, but are all the other walls all worked out for magic? So you can't just shoot it out with a bullet? Then this is going to work."
Ataru will redeem points against this junction by selecting the bullet he considers most useful.
I could afford to redeem enough for points I had saved in previous fights.
"Then I'll keep my distance too..."
Thirty meters from the junction, Atar sets up a rifle.
This time I chose a mixed Magic Absorbent Bullet + Silencer + Gyro Barrett.
"Let's go."
The word signals, and Atal releases the bullet in a row. The bullet lands in a longitudinal rectangular shape of a size through which a person can pass.
The bullet was entering the juncture.
The highly rotating gyrobarret pierces the stone wall in front of the bullet by about half, from which the effect of magic absorption is activated.
From the juncture, magic is gradually lost.
"Now the first one, okay? Repeat this."
Towards the conceivable result, Atal absorbs the magic of the junction with the second wind wall, the third magic wall, the fourth dirt wall.
The door was created without only that part of the junction being regenerated, since little clearance had been shot in between the bullet and the bullet.
"Ugh, is this okay? Bal, hit me."
"Rikai!
Following Atar's instructions, Balkias, who has run happy that his turn has come, smashes through the walls and creates a passage.
At that moment, everyone's expression changed.
"This is not good!
"Let's hurry!
The air strokes everyone's cheeks as it erupts from inside. Atal and Caro take the lead and run out so as to trigger that wind.
"... such strong magic!?
While upset, Franphilia pursues the back of the Atals.
Balkias, Ifria was running out with a harsh look without saying a word.
The deeper you head, the stronger you feel and the more disastrous magic you feel.
I had a bad feeling about the intense magic flow that twisted around me.
"I turned the corner there. Ahead!
A passage that went straight for dozens of meters is bent to the right ahead. That was probably where this magic was caused.
"What... is this!?
Atar, who was running the lead, sees the sight the most.
The faces I followed after saw it, and I was stunned.
"- Hmm? What the hell, I thought you had customers... I can't believe it was you guys"
A man looking back and smiling lightly.
"Largil."
Atal mouths the man's name as he stares.
It was the Raghil of the Demons who had previously engaged and let go of the Atals.
But the Athals weren't most surprised to have Largil.
Next to Largil is my subordinate Meer. And before them was a demon like a big black lizard.
"Is he a demon in the Devil's Forest who fought with the Aigs before?
In fact, there was no certainty as to whether it was a demon in the Devil's Forest, but the Ataru had concluded at the time that it probably would be.
'I see, has Lord Atal ever engaged that demon? And probably won,' he said.
Ifria seemed to know who the demon was and was staring at it with a rugged look.
"Oh, it's been quite a struggle. So... does that crunch mean you know who he is?
Atal asks Ifria a question without moving his gaze from the Largils.
"Um, as Lord Atal said earlier, it's a demon in the Devil's Forest - it's strong."
The words were those of those who knew, and strong vigilance was included in the words.