Once again, the moment Ayle tried to stretch his right hand forward...

"............ there is!?

Suddenly its back was slashed and torn, and blood splashed.

"Alive, White Wolf's!

It was the Vajra Iron (Adamant) sword that slashed and tore Ayle's back.

And it was no other garnet who waved the sword.

"Hey, why...!

Ayle quickly takes distance with the magic of the wind.

Obviously, he didn't seem to understand what the hell happened.

What I did was simple, above all reason.

The blade portion of the diverted Vajra Iron (Adamant) sword was thrown against a barrier blocking the entrance to the stairs.

The "Right Eye of Ji" showed me where to throw it, so the remaining issue was honestly a bad bet for what I could throw it for.

And another factor is that the 'right eye' was capturing the presence of someone running up the stairs.

There's no one but Garnett trying to rush in this situation.

Garnett's skill and judgment should also make it easier to pick up the Brazilian Iron (Adamant) sword that had broken the barrier and rolled down to quickly turn it into an attack - and the result I had hoped for was quite correct.

It was like risking your life to bet all of your points, but there was no reason to hesitate if the person you were betting against was Garnett.

"Didn't I tell you to wait downstairs? But thank you. Thanks to you."

"No evil. It sounded like a big explosion, but there was no sign of it coming back, so my body moved on its own."

Garnett makes you laugh at it.

You can imagine that, including why.

I knew this guy wouldn't betray his expectations.

"So, what the hell happened to this guy?

"Explain later. We're leaving first!

With just one word, Garnett immediately accepted to leave and jumped into the stairs after me without saying anything.

A moment late, a gust of wind slammed against the entrance of the stairs, blowing into a narrow space. Accelerated wind pressure pushed us both away.

"Whoa!?

"Garnet!"

It was a garnet trying to grab my arm and hold it as usual, but that's impotent at the moment when I can't use my skills.

I held the garnet in reverse and tumbled down as I jumped the stairs again and again.

And where I fell to the bottom, the limits came to the force of my arms and I let go of Garnett.

"Of the White Wolf......! What are you doing!

"It hurts... it's been a while, this feeling of prolonged pain... I've been [fixing] it as soon as something happened lately..."

Following Garnett, Hildo, who was hiding himself in the shadows, also rushes over.

I don't feel bad about being worried, but that's just not the case right now.

I quickly told Hild only the important part of what happened on the stairs.

"There was Senator Ayle over there. I'm Senator Ayle of the Northern Tree Sea Coalition. Technically, they're replicating mental bodies or something."

"Oh no...! How could one of the high elves...!

"He realized that if I magically checked 'Right Eye', I'd be dragged into this world. That's why he was going to ambush us, smash us, and then alter our memories so we wouldn't bring back any extra knowledge."

The six unspeakable demons I saw earlier in the hall - if I imagine correctly, it is a considerable discovery in the memory and thought of ancient magical civilization at a time when they were gathering in a companion-like atmosphere in this virtual world.

As well as making it a high elf and Allied senator Ayle, I've always known about a dark elf with a man in an eyelid and a Vajra Iron (Adamant) sword.

A (...) L (...) F (...) A (...) Z (...) L (...) and (...) GA (...) N (...) DA (...) L (...) F (...).

There is no basis. I've only encountered both in my old and modern appearance, so I can only count back in my imagination what I looked like when I was younger.

And of the three remaining, I didn't remember thinking of Dwarves and Dry Ads, but somehow only Orientals with brilliant hair like the sun could make that determination.

It's not supposed to be in my memory, but it's like I'm missing something decisive -

"But if Ayle Sethroomnil is involved, there's something I can be convinced of."

Hildo, recovered from surprise, opened his mouth with a serious face, so once he had broken through his thoughts he leaned towards you consciousness.

"Restoring the connection (link) to the flesh and opening the magic path… I thought it would be too late for my skills to be available in the case of Lord Commander, but perhaps someone is working to interfere"

"I see... there's also a motive for wanting to prevent escape on your own. Is there any way to undo the jamming?

Like that time I ran into Alphazle, if I got out using [repair], Ayle's prospect of planting false memories would be overshadowed from the ground up.

If you have the means to obstruct it, it would be natural to carry it out, and if you can plant a replication and a do-over of your mental body just by looking at each other, and you can even alter your memory even further, it is not surprising that you have such 'means'.

"In theory, disarming is possible. But now we don't have enough resources. Specifically, magic..."

"Shit, are we gonna get there in the end"

It's like a chest with a key inside it.

I can't believe I have to open the lid to get the tools to open it, even though it's not a lid I can't open.

"If we can disarm ourselves, do something about it... no, we'll get out of this building before we do."

"I can't do this. He's not stupid over there either."

Soon Garnett, who had left the scene, ran back from across the tracks where the train had been running.

"There's a thick barrier outside and a storm blocking it. He was ready to lock us up when he lured us in. Skills and the usual swords, but it's not going to be possible to break through by force with only the body and the Vajra Iron Sword."

Garnett threw up bitterly.

I feel the same way. Prepared, cunning and old. It is also a convincing enemy that Theodore's parents soon chose to reconcile.

That's when I heard the shoe slowly coming down the stairs.

Calm down and step by step.

Convinced that it is impossible to escape or anything else, afford it.

"... Hild. I wish I had magic, huh?

"Yes! It doesn't matter to the extent that the concentration of magic in the atmosphere increases! I'll gather it up and do something about it."

"Okay. We'll see what we can do about the magic. Until then, hide somewhere. I can't let them know you're here."

Shortly after hiding Hildo in the shadows, the figure of Ayle descending the stairs appears under magical lighting.

Me and Garnett lined up shoulder to shoulder and confronted the mighty enemy in front of us.