Manowa

"My daughter is under attack."

During the king, Audine, who was about to go to bed until just now, shouted like a scream. That's because Ao the Ethereal, who had already arrived at the Royal Castle Griffonias, suddenly asked me to see him and told me about the raid on a group of whites.

"That's right. It seems to have happened on the streets between the cities of Ziran and Torda Hot Springs."

"Is that true?

That's what Raigel asks, who is putting it next to Audine's sitting throne. It's an act of disrespect, but suddenly when the night comes and the princess is being attacked, there will be no choice if Ragel thinks frivolously. Whether that's the back shield of Zvara since the founding of the country.

"Yeah, I have the means to get in touch with Mr. Windy Sounds. Mr. Fengyin says he's somewhere else now, but the bowflowers with Princess Tiara are in the fight against the corrosive (ghoul) they're currently raiding."

When I hear I can make contact with the wind noise, Audine stumbles for a moment, but I glance at Ao without putting it on my face (which I personally think). Now it is my daughter's pinch. I just have to leave my personal feelings aside.

"Reygel, send word to Zillan. Tell them to lead the soldiers to the rescue of the princess."

"Ha."

Following Audine's words, Royal Knights Commander Raigel tries to get off the spot. But Ao held it back.

"Please wait. Currently, Mr. Bowflower doesn't seem to be in space."

"What do you mean?

"They're trapped inside the junction. Exploration will require a high ranking magician."

"Oh my goodness. It's... how advanced a magician is against him"

The magic of space magic is very advanced. Spacemakers dealing with that sorcery are known to manufacture strange bags and the like that can pack a variety of things more than they seem, but they are also famous for having fewer people who can handle them.

"But isn't there Lord Jinlai and Lord Louise if we just need to defeat the operator?

Once partying with Mephirus as an adventurer, the two are with Tiara. Audine understands that to be more comfortable than dozens of soldiers. But Ao's face doesn't clear.

"I'd expect that, but the other guy seems to be pretty hands-on, too. I don't know how you're deluding me, but the space you've created seems to be a place where you can see the horizon, and you can't see the world's divide."

"It's..."

It's hard to imagine what people do when you get that far. Audine hears that some demons create a space where they can manipulate themselves to keep their enemies from escaping. The wind sounds are said to be boss space.

"I also had the expectation that the nobles who requested the assassination were killed, so it was resolved..."

"Well, that's not going to work."

That's what Audine answers to Regel's words. There Ao pinched his mouth.

"Well, I'm asking you about the suspicious deaths of the nobles, but do you have any idea how they died?

Audine directed Reigel to explain the words, to which Reigel replied. The nobleman's name lay low, but Ao's face grew steep when he heard of the cause of his death and the fact that all the men in the mansion had been slain.

"Do you have any idea, Lord Ao?

Ao nodded at the words of Audine.

This is closer to home in the West.

Yeah, Ao keeps talking as he preaches.

"There is a presence called Mountain Old in a place called Mount Taihak in the Republic of Numa. It's a pillar of God, but did you know that it is said to be the one who presides over The Rest of the Night?

Audine nodded at Ao's words.

"You're the god the assassin worships. I've heard that there are allies who believe in that god, and they give instructions to the assassination guild."

The content of Audine's answer is one of what is called a theory, and the Audines do not know whether it is true or not. But Ao nodded at the words.

"It's not roughly wrong. But it seems that some people receive requests for assassinations more directly than the mountain elders, not the allies. In particular, it's a group of people who use a peculiar technique called" Borgiana Clown. "

"You think that killed the nobles?

Reigel rides himself out and asks.

"A debilitating death drained of blood by slaughter, crushing, poisoning and stabbing. I think the characteristics are similar to the way they would have killed a Borgiana clown in the past. And they say they kill their clients, too."

Audine was gnawed at the words.

"So there's no one else to make the request?

"Well, normally the person who thought about it and wished to assassinate it wouldn't make a request. They're probably going to have someone under their supervision look into it and get in touch with it. And the subordinates I've been contacted will be killed by evidence obliteration, won't they? Therefore, the original client will never know the other person either. And even though it's been around for hundreds of years, the clown in Borgiana still can't figure out how to communicate."

Audine and Regel took a breath when Ao talked that far.

"Of course, it's possible that it's not, but I'm also concerned that Mr. Bowflowers is in a different space right now."

"What do you mean?

"Those targeted by the Borgiana clowns go neglected and missing without any sign of movement, and they are found neglected and tragically murdered a few days later. The more you think you've been brought into the other world, like this one, the better."

The look on Audine and Regel's face is even clouded by that word. And Audine instructed Reigel to summon Tuvara's space magician and move a Griffon Rider unit, himself moving to get in touch with Mephirus via Ruby Griffon's contract.

"Shock, somebody, don't talk about me."

A man is advancing through the dark night meadows on a white bone horse wrapped in an aura of blue and white. And beyond that, I saw the flames. It was a fire of fire. As the man approached him until before that flame, a skinny man sat in front of that temper called out.

"You were late."

"I'm sorry, boss. They're so fast."

It was Ijika, a man who once lost his way with bowflowers, who spoke so loudly. Lurking in Tolda Hot Springs Street, Ijika couldn't keep up with the speed of the crystal horse and the indestructible carriage, and this is how it came later.

"But it's not over yet, is it?

That's what Ijika asks a skinny man.

"Not when you're a corrosive ghost. Well, that's three hours. It seems to be taking turns, but fatigue will inevitably accumulate."

I guess Ijika knew that from the beginning, too. All I did was hold up my mouth and laugh at the words of a skinny man.

"Adaji, beautiful flowers, I want to bloom"

That was the word from a huge chunk of meat laughing at the gubbub sitting in front of the fireworks.

"Ha, I'll rot them all before then."

A small man sitting apart gave it back like that against a sole dressed in a chunk of meat.

"Guru."

A loud man whispered in a huge cloak with him in the words.

"Oh, no. Gora's husband. I'll keep your share."

That's what the little man replied to the big man named Gora with a face of fear. And my voice stopped groaning.

"Don't slap Mobalo too lightly either. If you say that, you might be the one to take away the pleasure."

Mobalo shrugs his shoulders at the words of a skinny man who would be the central figure in this group.

And there were red round balls in the skinny man's hand. And on the surface of that red ball was a reflection of those fighting the impending corrosive ghosts (ghouls) in some wilderness.

"Maddle. Adaj, I want to gut you soon. Beautiful."

"I know, Marie. There are many beautiful places this time. I haven't had a lot of fun in a long time."

A skinny man called Maddle returns it to a chunk of meat said to be Marie.

"Well, the figs are just here, and it's time to cut them off. The goal of this one is the princess of Tsvara, but the fang spear soldier and the bloody mad warrior (Bloody Berserk) are also invited by guests to the Devil's Hunt Massacre princess."

The color of everyone's eyes on the spot changes to the word.

"Eat well, make a lot of noise, and kill well. Old Mountain wants that too."

"Come on, it's the beginning of the party"

And there's a ground crack in the wilderness moving to the red balls the man has...