My 【Repair】Skill Became an Almighty Cheat Skill, So I Thought I’d Open Up a Weapon Shop
Episode 134: The Battle of Those Around Us
- Time goes back a little bit.
Noir started trying to find his way to Blanc shortly after Luke and the others in the White Wolf Forest ran off to escape.
The defensive formula applied to the balcony is robust.
It ignores the entire installation costs and the effort involved in maintaining them, and maximizes instantaneous performance as a complete disposable.
"(But in this unfolding state, I'm sure...)"
Let a few magic bullets continue to stand and let them change their trajectories in the air, each landing on the wall from a different angle.
We then observe closely the ripples floating on the surface of the magic barrier and analyze where and how far the barrier covers.
"(... after all. I'm defending the entire balcony with a defensive formula, but I'm not blocking the way in and out. That's the only place to attack...)"
Assuming he leaves the dragon soldier, Bran must immediately escape and make him disappear.
As a Knights, you shouldn't mind that.
If the sole purpose is to escape safely, it is an indisputable victory.
But Noir had a different purpose than escape.
You could call it a sense of purpose.
My twin sister (Blanc), who betrayed humanity and descended on the Demon King's gate - to settle with her with her own hands.
That's all I can't give to anyone else.
Strong determination, held in the chest by a weakly asserted noir.
If you stop Bran, you will also stop the healing magic against dragon soldiers, so it should never end with personal endurance.
"(Anyway, we need to find a way to get to the balcony!
The first means I came up with was Falcon's [mapping] skills, but the key Falcon hung up in an aerial battle with Julia, not very much, but he wasn't likely to ask for help.
The next thing that came to mind was to rely on the Nagi, who was infiltrating Demon King's Castle to investigate the internal structure.
To do so, Noir first rushed over to Melissa, who was covering the fight with attribute magic.
"... oh, you know, Melissa... you know, call the nagi, can't get it, can you..."
"What!? Oh, is it some kind of operation!? Nagi! Do you think you can come over here now?
Shortly after Melissa calls it that, the nagi appears in front of her with instantaneous travel and confusing speed.
"What. If it's not a big deal, be quick."
"I want to stop Bran... find my way, won't you..."
Nagi looked surprised that Noir opened his mouth, not Melissa, but immediately understood the intention and nodded back.
- And the two ran into the hallway just below the balcony and began to look for a path leading up.
It won't take long.
We have to finish it before Bran realizes our intentions.
Eventually, Nagi crouched into the corner of the hallway and whined small.
"Take a good look around the wall. Can't you see anything if you're a wizard?
"Uh... ah...! On the wall, there's a heavy... a phantom..."
A masterfully concealed phantom.
If I hadn't stared suspiciously from the start, I wouldn't have been able to distinguish myself first from a normal wall.
"I knew it. Look, here's one, thin footprint"
At the tip pointed by the nagi, traces were left near the toe of the shoe on a thin pile of sand in the corner of the hallway.
Besides, it's a trace of your foot approaching the wall vertically.
The center of the hallway is always crowded and hard to leave dust and sand behind, but I guess it really builds up in the corners.
"Can you disarm the phantom? I can do it, too, but it'll be quicker to do the job."
"... leave it to me..."
Noir reached out to the wall, projecting magic to inhibit a surgical ceremony that entrenched the phantom.
The phantom disappears to dissolve in the air, and an entrance and exit without doors reveal themselves.
Hidden passage to the balcony - Noir tried to rush in so convinced, but was pulled over by the nagi at the soot.
"Wait. I have a trap at my feet. Look, there's a curse on the floor."
"Ah... it's true..."
"Even if we see through the phantoms, if we ignore them and inadvertently step in, we feed this one. Typical double trap."
Noir deciphered the contents of the curse at a glance and immediately altered and powerless the curse with magic, breathtaking in its troubles.
"... it's okay now... let's go..."
"It's too soon to disarm... you're not in the same position as a boulder."
Run up the stairs at the end of the hidden passage and reach the straight hallway at the corner.
At the bottom of it was the back of a white woman standing on the balcony.
".................. Huh!
Suddenly stop the leg you tried to rush over.
Sensory junctions unfold as far as the hallway.
An object or a magic, if it passes through there, it's a substitute for Bran knowing, by the way.
"I'll go. If it's faster than it reacts, it won't be a problem."
"... no. More, in the back... there's another junction... there is, it seems. I don't know how it works... but it's good, I'm hiding it..."
Just because you're going to be noticed anyway trying to disarm the sensory junction, we should take safe hard means here.
Noir so decided, blanching and ejecting the black-fired fireball he had produced on hand.
This minimizes damage, even if the second junction is a dangerous substitute.
Black fireball flying at high speed.
The moment it plugged into a hidden junction, it slowed sharply as if it had been entangled in a mesh of magic.
"Who!?
Shoot down the fireball with the white flame that Bran emits as he turns around.
If I tried that way, I wouldn't have been able to tell if I ejected the fireball after it caught on to the sensing junction, or if the fireball activated the sensing junction.
That's how well it worked. It was an ambush, but it was brilliantly prevented by the binary junction.
Noir stepped across the sensory juncture, putting aside some time to confront Blanc.
"Oh, I'm not your sister. Long time no see. I should've kept the entrance to the aisle in mind, but my blunt-headed sister used to find me."
"I hate it, but I'm good at finding that kind of thing."
Blanc acknowledged the figure of the nagi behind the noir and her eyes narrowed uncomfortably.
"I don't like it. Even though it's a reunion of separated sisters, it's just a disturbing bug. Could you not give me some water?
"Don't worry. It's not my job to beat you down. It's not as reckless as breaking into a magical meeting in such a small place."
The second tie disappeared in the aftermath of the earlier offset.
I guess from here on out it will be a magical shootout with the front cut.
There is no guarantee anywhere that you can avoid the entanglement for challenging Blanc to a white soldier battle under such circumstances.
"... Bran, you... I..."
Noir advanced a step forward and let black magic roll in his hands.
And as Bran grins with an abusive grin, he overflows with white magic like a mirror copy.
"My sister? Me? It seemed so spicy just to crush the fake 'me', can you really do it?"
"I have to... I can't...!
A magic bullet unleashed by Bran shoots off several magic bullets rolled out by waving his right arm.
Immediately thereafter it emits a large inflated black flame, but it is offset by a white flame, where the bursting flame blocks a narrow passage.
"Haha! Slap me in the mouth. To this extent? I thought you were blunt in a peaceful life. Unlike me. Come on!
While the aftermath of the flame cannot be extinguished, Bran initiates a powerful magic activation.
At about the same time, a muddy magic force spread like crawling through the floor reached Bran's feet, stretching out what seemed to be both a twister and a tentacle, tangled into Bran's right arm.
"Become...!
Even as the white flame instantly burns out the mud tentacles, the newly stretched tentacles tangle and tighten in the left arm.
"To this extent! Gonna be able to do something!? It's sweet!
Severe white flames burn down the muddy magic spread on the floor.
Blanc then exposed his left arm, engraved with a curse, and tried to activate the Dragon Soldier's summoning ceremony.
"What I've been seeing! I'll teach you carefully!
A three-dimensional magic formation unfolded in the air - the next moment I thought it might have happened.
A distortion until abnormal occurs in the magic formation, turning it into a black vortex and involving Bran's left arm.
"What, what, what is this!?