Manowa

"... I can't, but I think it's hard."

That's what the wind sounded like to Oltva's question. Ortova's desire is to master metastatic magic. It means mastering unattributed magic. And in this world, it's an act out of common sense.

"In the first place, magic in this world uses eight factors to mediate. Unattributed is the magic of removing it and using it. So it's hard to remember magic without factors unless you understand the premise."

"That's... ugh. I see."

Ortova roars. What the wind is saying is somewhat understandable to Ortova. And you can also recognize the difficulty.

Eight factors that exist in this world: fire, water, wind, thunder, earth, life, light and darkness. It is an auxiliary being, so to speak, to turn magic into witchcraft, a 'concept' that was also found in Zexia Hearts, something that is automating and easily activating witchcraft.

By contrast, unattributed witchcraft does not use factors, so to speak, and is tantamount to exercising witchcraft entirely in manual manipulation. Ortova, too, could easily have imagined that the itinerary would be far more complicated than witchcraft he knew. No, the idea of witchcraft lacking factors is beyond Ortova's common sense in the first place.

(Dungeons, Signa ruins, windows... it feels the same as that one, huh? What is this factor)

The wind murmurs so in my heart. Either way, the wind doesn't sound that much in your mouth either.

It is true that magic in this world is easily activated thanks to the presence of a factor.

But it seemed like a wind noise, even narrowing down the possibility of witchcraft at the same time, in order to act as if it were directing you to the magic of Zexia Hearts, which appeared in the game.

Louise next to the roaring Ortova asks the wind with her head on.

"Uh, I mean, you need to have something on your own to replace the factor, right?

"Yeah. I think that's a good understanding. I think if we analyze the magic of this metastatic device, maybe we can get to it if it's copious, and if we want to remember it, we'll have to try our best."

Ortova nodded with a serious face at the words of the wind noise. The face was somewhere challenging, a man's face.

"I'll leave you to Oltva."

In contrast, Louise, who understood the difficulty, declared shrugging her shoulders and pulling.

"What's so refreshing about me?"

Yuz who was with me is like a gibberish. And then the wind noise will go into discussions with the parents to improve the transfer device.

Ask your parents to build something that corresponds to it while checking the actual drawings and magic flow. It was also a task that required time.

The day after the continuation.

The wind sounds, which also finished filling up the story with the parents to some extent, went to the twenty-seventh level with the transfer of the straight tree with the companions, and the bow flower group was divided into twenty-seven levels, and the wind sounds group was divided into twenty-eight levels to explore.

◎ Twenty-eighth Floor, Temple of the Golden Winged Bird

"Mr. Ortova, I've been watching you."

The wind sounds like that while walking in the dungeon.

It should be noted that around the area beyond twenty levels, the dungeon had changed from a figure like the interior of the original stone ruins to a cave made of golden stone. It should be noted that the surrounding stones do not appear to be gold, and Caesar, the janitor at the entrance, had already told me that taking them home would not be a significant sum.

Caesar was sighing and telling me that there was a moron (Gao) who brought everything back in bulk and wished for a cash exchange, and even told me to pick up a bunch of bundled sandwiches and scattered gones, and eventually returned angry with the Alliance Master.

Either way, that's Oltva's story as such.

The story of wind noise is that he has been standing in front of the prototype of the transfer device for a long time while he has been awake since yesterday to investigate various things.

"Ohring would have troubled Mr. Ohri by saying," I'm not going to need it yet, "because he's going in from a low-level exploration first."

"Oh, well, it turns out the Ori one broke, and now they're heading out to explore the dungeon without Ortova."

What is the word of the lame. Lehm seems to talk a lot to the Ori and Orring members as well.

"Well, once you concentrate, you're the type who can't get your hands off me. But there's quite a sight for him, man."

Louise replied that to Lehm to be just a little proud. Also, the wind had already grasped the smell of Ortova from Louise, who said so. I'm not going to care what Louise does with anyone, even as a wind noise.

(Oh, you're doing it)

I only knew it was clear. And the sound of the wind only slightly turned red and took his gaze away from Louise, and kept walking forward.

"Nevertheless, the ceiling has grown much higher."

That's what Tiara says as she looks around.

The ceilings were getting wider and wider since it turned into a cavernous construction. Also, the fly feathered fly oak came out last time, as well as the massive appearance of slicer bats.

"Let's not fail to be vigilant. This is a dangerous place for us."

Together they nod at the words of the wind.

And I ran into a bunch of fly oaks ahead of me, but the complete victory of the wind sounds is unshakeable.

Tatsuyoshi-kun dragoons separated from wind sounds and cairons, plus Louise's Lightningsphere and Tiara's Flaming Eagle Lion Knights (Flame Griffon Nights) can also fly through the sky, because Tatsuo's mega-beam was also effective. Fly oaks that could fly but could only descend and poke with spears were not a white bunch of enemies. And

"Don't you want me anymore?

It seemed like a diminished number of lames were depressed as soon as it was an air war. The active queen of the kingdom of Thule is beaten and weak.

"Well, we'll have new gear in a little while."

"That's right. Look, I'll take care of the guy who walks in."

"Lame, you can't give up"

As Louise and Mephirus smiled as the wind sounded and Tiara and Tatsuo comforted the lame, the wind noise accidentally glanced at the end of the aisle.

"Oh, someone I know is coming."

and the wind noise made my nose cum. Skill 'Dog Smell' seems to have captured the smell.

"Who could it be?

"You're Mr. Guinness," the wind sounded back at Louise's inquiry. Guinness is the leader of Mothers Knuckle, an A-ranked party called Fist Fighter, all five of whom are also mainly acquaintances of bowflowers.

And they came exactly as the wind sounded. Most importantly, they came in terrible condition.

You've been fucked a long time.

The wind murmurs so as he sees how the Guinness and the others are doing. As far as the wind sounds are concerned, the Guinness should certainly have had the strength to deserve rank A. It was all filled with cuts to what was not fatal. Looking at the unhealed wounds of the things that are being handled with bandages, it seems that they are also running out of healing pills.

(I wonder what the hell you fought against.)

There is also the case of the Black Rock Dragon, and although it does not necessarily coincide in strength with the hierarchy within the dungeon, it was surprising to the wind that the Guinness would return worn out at this stage.

And Guinness and the others raised their hands and spoke as they came to the front of a group of whites.

"Hey, a bunch of whites. Amnesia."

"Yeah. It's us. Hello."

The wind sounds reply and the other members greet each other. And Guinness looks around at the members of the white group and asks.

"Are the Yumikas acting differently?

"Sort of. There's a lot of people here, and now we're splitting up and exploring. You look like you've worn it out for a long time. What's the matter?

Guinness returns words in a bitter way to the question of the wind sounds.

"There's only a few incompatible opponents in the thirty-five hierarchies. Pity, but this is how I've escaped my life."

Yes, Guinness answered with regret. Wrinkles lean between the frowns of the wind noise on the words.

(You said Gao and the others reached thirty-five levels before, right?)

This means that the Guinness went 'again' to the thirty-fifth tier and thus came back losing. Perhaps Guinness and the others went to rematch the defeated 'Something' once and thought the wind sounds had returned losing again.

"What the hell did you fight?

Death Sword Rain.

The wind murmured "I see" at Guinness's words and narrowed his eyes.

"So so- what is it?

Louise opens her mouth to supplement Tiara leaning her neck and perceiving that no other member but the wind sounds knew.

"Death Sword Rain is a group of dozens of swords turned into demons. The trouble is that it's a demon. Knock it down or knock it down, or you'll be back again and again."

"Exactly," Guinness nodded powerlessly.

"Well, that party over there in Melee Main. Well, that sure is tough, isn't it?"

The main body is guarded by the other swords, and they give instructions away. He was a good opponent to say he was a natural enemy for 'Mothers Knuckle', who could only be fought in melee.

"No, it was our immaturity that didn't reach the main body. Totally, pathetic. I can't apologize to my mother for what happened."

Yes, Guinness said, the fellow mothers knuckles leaned down with such a tougher face.

(Mother? Oh...)

Guinness's party name is' Mothers Knuckle '. But wind noise thinks that maybe even a respected person called my mother because not all members seem to say brothers.

And Guinness was home to Gao as well. The Gao's father was a great man in his homeland, and he heard wind noises that he was an active general.

(I wonder how I could be born such a dra son from such a great guy.)

With that in mind, Wind Sound began treating 'Mothers Knuckles' with healing magic. As it stands, the magic power of wind noise is six times greater than that of a concurrent magician. There was no particular problem with the degree of "mother's knuckle" treatment, as it would not have cut so much without a series of mega-beams.

And the thankful Guinness and the wind sounds that broke up on the spot were to resume exploration again.

"Mr. Guinness, you've been struggling a long time."

"We can't be alarmed, either."

Thirty-five tiers of Death Sword Rain. There are so many opponents there that the Guinness and the others struggle. And the sound of the wind carved it into his head, and he drew his mind even harder, and went ahead in the dungeon.