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The Knight Trog cast a spell.
"The Wall of Demons."
A wall of magic emerged from the little shield on his left. You don't look like a normal person, but you look like a recan.
Rekan raised his left hand and pointed his palm at the trog.
"Flaming Spear."
A powerful "Flaming Spear" was unleashed, hitting the wall of magic and emitting a blurry light. It's a magic barrier against magic.
He looks like he's good at knight trogging over there.
(If you shoot with a little stronger power)
(Doesn't feel like shooting through)
A knight trog pulled out a sword hung on his left hip with his right hand. A white and beautiful sword body appears. Trog cast his magic on the sword. The magic blade on the sword itself.
The knights and soldiers are turning their admiration toward the trog. Ooh, some people are raising their voices, etc.
(Magic sword)
(Speaking of which, is there no wonder this guy has it)
A trog set up a sword. The appearance is quite obvious.
(Interesting)
Lekan pulled out the Comet Slash.
And I can put magic into it. With twice the length and the strength with which the magic blade forms.
By the way, it seemed to have been unintentionally powerful, about three times as long.
The eyes of the Knight Trog are greatly distracted.
Lecan popped forward. Stuff ten steps away in an instant with amazing speed yourself.
Rekan waved "Comet Slash".
The magic blade broke through the magic barrier of the shield erected by the trog and destroyed it, slashing the trog's neck.
The shield barrier disappears and the trog's body falls to the floor.
The trog also tried to wave the sword, but the movement was too bitter.
Recan had unexpected thoughts.
(Thought I could do some more.)
(It was like slashing Marutai)
(I wonder how chronic you've been)
A man of good character, who grew up being deceived, and was in a position to make his best weapon mine, can't accurately grasp his power, and feels like he can defeat even if he knows his enemies are in character.
The knights and soldiers around them are frozen by unexpected events.
Lecan cast a spell.
"Thunder strike!
I let it go a little stronger.
The ten soldiers have fainted to jump, but the two knights endure even as they fall ill.
(Whew)
(Nice gear)
"Thunder strike!
I couldn't stand the second "thunderbolt" and the two knights also fell to the floor.
Lecan proceeded through the days of the fallen knight and soldier, and stood before the door of the conference room.
Two soldiers are waving their swords across the door.
"Thunder strike."
He successfully activated the Thunder Strike on the other side of the door and was able to defeat two soldiers.
I opened the door.
There he is.
It was still Nark and Neru.
It's rolled in the back of the room.
I came close and rocked, but I wouldn't wake up.
(Are they sleeping?
I don't know what the two of you are in. I'm just not pale, my body's warm, and I'm breathing. Is it sleeping with medicine or magic?
"Recovery." "Recovery."
They opened their eyes.
Looks like he passed out to the point of regaining consciousness with Lecan's "Recovery".
I almost used the "Hart's Dagger" if this didn't work, but it didn't seem necessary.
"Lecan!"
I noticed that it was Lekan in front of me, and Naak raised his voice.
"I'm here to pick you up. Let's go home."
That's what I said, I cut the rope that was tying them both up.
"Recovery." "Recovery."
I made another recovery just in case.
The two looked better in the eyes.
"You've come a long way."
"Oh. Let's go home to the Rock Shelf Pavilion anyway"
"Can you go home?
"What's wrong with going home to your own house"
"Ha. That's right."
Recan stepped out of the room.
Next to the left is the commanding officer's office. Further to that, there is a room next to the left with lots of magic props. There are three strong magicians in that room, but there is no sign of them coming out of the room. I can't be alarmed though. If I show you my back, you might attack me.
When Lecan walked out, the two of them left the room after that.
"Wow..."
Nark glanced at knights and soldiers who were rolling over and passing out or moving tingly.
"Ugh."
And I noticed Trog's body, and he looked tough.
"You've done it. That's Mr. Trog, isn't it?
"Oh."
"Aah!"
Neru screamed when he saw the body, his neck and the blood flowing, clinging to Nark.
"Let's go."
When Lecan walked out, they both followed him.
The footprint is solid. Neru didn't cry either.
After all, we just do an adventurer's inn in a labyrinth city, and we both have livers. If you think about it, it's all the more so because Nark was an adventurer.
I went down the stairs and reached upstairs. There are a lot of people upstairs looking at the three of them, but they walked away like they were running away.
Lecan went down the stairs without alarm.
Demonic props are installed all over the ceiling. I don't know what kind of magic tool to work with. I can't even walk through all of that, though.
(No)
(Shall I break him off one end at a time?)
When I went down the stairs and reached the first floor thinking about such a dangerous thing, a well-dressed knight stood blocking the path.