"Alright......!

With permission to accompany the investigation, Garnett clenched his fist by forgetting his current outfit as well.

It is only natural that he was instructed to change.

The switch has been completely switched and I am unable to behave in accordance with my outfit.

In the meantime, as a means of travel to the separate residence, we decide to rent one horse of stature for two from the Knights guarding the Pantheon.

A small garnet front, a relatively large arrow tip I sat behind and tried to run my horse, a translucent bird braided by magic, tried to stop on the shoulder of the garnet.

"Whoa! What is this?

"The Spirit Beast? This shape, I don't think it's his..."

"I'll put that on in case I hear from you! Do you know how to handle this?

Carmine faces out the window of the carriage on the verge of departure and shouts her voice up at us.

"Yes! I have a user I know!

"That's good! The rendezvous point is telling Garnett! We'll meet again later!

At the same time that the Carriage of the Silver Winged Knights has run out, we also walk through the King's Capital at night on horseback for two.

It's Garnett holding the reins.

In outfits that are not even suitable for crossing (or) horses, the horses are manipulated with brilliant handrail judgment and run through the shortest route from the Pantheon to the separate residence of the Argentian family.

In the meantime, I was assuming (simulating) the ability of 'enemies' to engage.

A doll that attacked Bruno and the Silver Winged Knight in Warehouse Street - if that is the murder weapon of the Ripper of the Night (Knight Ripper), there are three main types of means envisaged.

The first is literal remote operation.

I heard from Noir, an expert black wizard, that there is a way to fly magic waves in all directions to send orders and to build invisible magical paths to order at pinpoint.

Because there are strengths and weaknesses, or inadequacies, on both sides, they choose a method that suits their application.

The former, by the way, is the capacity of the same pedigree as Blanc, a white wizard who once slept back in the Demon King's Army, let him manipulate the Mad Golem he sent to earth from the underground 'Demon King's Castle area'.

Of course that's only because of the proprietary technology of the Demon King's Army.

If a normal human being manipulates on his own, he doesn't have as wide an operable distance as that.

"Hey, Garnett. I heard before, what kind of device inversely detects the magic waves of remotely operated skills, does that warehouse block fit into the range of effects?

"Of course not. My knights will be checking first, so I think the line that was remotely manipulating the doll is thin."

"If it's a way of building a magical path?

"You're also the subject of reverse detection. You can't remotely manipulate this King's Capital without anyone noticing. The surgeon was supposed to be near there."

The second is manipulation from close range, like Garnett said.

There are also multiple types of this, typically the method of pinpointing magic and manipulating the thread of magic like a puppet (marionette).

Compared to manipulation from a distance, there is a risk that the operator will be involved in combat, but instead he consumes less magic and improves the accuracy of the manipulation.

"... I've been thinking back to when Bruno broke the doll... I knew he was gonna make it"

"Were you on time? What?"

"Disassembly of the right eye… activation of" Right eye of wisdom ""

Grab Garnett's left shoulder and take one hand in his right eye as he is rocked by a horse.

"It totally worked right after the doll was double-broken, but you can't let the magic remnants disappear in an instant. Whether you're sending magic directly into it or manipulating it with a thread of magic, I think you should see the rest of it."

"You don't know what I'm talking about. You're the only one I can see."

After pointing out the most serious thing, Garnett continued his remarks with a serious voice color.

"But if you felt something was wrong, I still think something was wrong. That" right eye "is a sensible substitute for somehow getting rid of the whole thing, right?

"Maybe. But then, it's possible that someone wasn't manipulating it, but was moving autonomously..."

The third means is the autonomous motion typical of the Golem.

Instead of being controlled by the operator in real time, it is automatically acted upon by prebuilt instructions and magic resources.

"Then there's a simple, blunt movement in the mountains of Sekiyama. There's no way you can show off that kind of fighting skill."

"Well... that's what happens when you think realistically"

My hypothesis has been denied head-on by Garnett in an honest way.

Garnett is right about this.

Even the many golems that sleep in the dungeons, also known as the heritage of ancient civilization, can only carry out simple orders in simple movements.

Nor has the golem produced by modern wizards yet exceeded that standard.

After all, where I twisted my head, not even an expert, it's unlikely that the killer could figure out the means by which he was manipulating that doll.

While doing so, the horse that carried us advanced the shortest route to the apartment and plugged it into an unpopular area away from the private house.

The only source of light is sparse street lights and a glowing moon over your head.

The light of that moon is blocked by something for just a moment, and the vision dims instantly.

- It was almost simultaneous that we took action.

Grab each other's bodies from either side and jump off the horse to roll to the side.

Precisely at that moment, a glowing blade swept past an unmanned horse and profoundly pierced the cobblestone pavement.

"Damn, I knew it!

"White Wolf's! On the streetlight!

Wake up in pain and look up at the street lights closest to you.

Nestled there was a dark figure dressed in the same clothes as that doll.

"You came after us, not the Knights! Thank you so much!

Garnett quickly pulls out his sword.

I also summoned the Spirit Beast of the Little Bird instantly and blew in words that conveyed the status quo before releasing it.

"... of the White Wolf. Is he a doll, too? Or the main body?

"Wait, I'll make sure now"

Shortly after I tried to activate [disassembly] with my hand in my right eye, a shadow kicked the street light and jumped in a straight line.

A blade of two waves of misrills that clash and scatter sparks.

The shadow prevented Garnett's sword with a dagger with one hand, and swung the dagger in his other hand with his neck around it.

"Shit!"

Garnett turned himself away and avoided it, at the same time skirting and kicking out, pushing the shadow to the opposite end of the road.

Only two or three seconds of flashing defense.

In the meantime, my right eye had lost its shape, transformed itself into a flaming mass of magic that burned blue, capturing the figure of the blackened shadow directly from the front.