Reader's Double Track Recovery Log

2.

The season of the al-Sigma Yupa, which induces the collapse of the entry through mutual resonance, has little effect on the Gisin people. This is because they are fighting not through the method of prayer, but by the sheer output of their bodies, and secondly, they cannot beat the gut because it is not made of blood and flesh.

That's why Eden's options are narrowed.

Power Red Rash.

The season of stroke steel swords was once again broken. Screezem, who managed to respond to the move, flashed his signature blue lens, and confronted the runaway flag with an ice blade raised from his arm.

Kwoowoong!

Collision. An deafening roar. Hana Iden's attack wasn't the end.

The original stroke gimmy method is that once you start using the season, you have to finish it at once. This is because the energy produced is very explosive. However, the situation was different for Iden, which can alternately use multiple donation methods using harmonic techniques, and even operates the "Kiwi of Silence" at the situation was different.

His whole body flows through the brain.

"Copyright Pass."

Burn Sod and Ure crossed diagonally. The blades of the flag, which appeared as if they were flowing through two tracks, fly for Screegem's joints.

To his surprise, Screegem, facing the "Seojeon Pass," neither stopped nor avoided the attack.

Kagagagagagagagagang!!

At the same time as the unpleasant sound of metal resonated in the hall, there were deep blemishes all over Screezem's body.

But that's all.

Iden, who used "radirut," was well above Screegem in mobility, but it wasn't to say that it could even make up for the difference in other stats.

On the surface, they seem to be fighting on an equal footing, but if the skirmish is prolonged even a little, it will be plainly revealed that there is no means to deal a proper blow. This is even more so now that resonance crushing has been sealed.

"Smile. You seem to be using a sword, but not enough to challenge the heroes!

Screezem, who said so, came to him with a powerful air. It seems to say that the flaming baptism of a group of Principes surrounding the area is trivial.

Iden frowned.

'My spine is cooling.’

Compared to a little while ago, the output of the cold weather was different. The sense of the whole body slows down rapidly. The next offensive cannot be avoided or stopped.

But behind Screegem's back was him.

Kurt Schlegel, his genie, "Dimixer (U)" is a force that can disassemble and assemble a certain amount of metal. There was no difference between the ice cold season and the iron full of impurities unless it was an unrivaled unusual item such as meteorite.

For Screezem, a small-sized member of the Gisin tribe, Kurt was more than a natural enemy.

Aang!

───?

Iden, who swung a "Urre" and bounced Screegem's blow, stumbled lightly. Gi-shin, who shot down the blade of his arm with the spirit of cutting his opponent's torso in half, suddenly feels a strong sense of incompatibility.

It is not as powerful as expected.

It was shortly after that that he realized that some kind of abnormality had occurred in the signal system.

This is because the silver-white fuselage, which had been intact even after enjoying the flame baptism of an automatic doll, and the power of even a triple star, was neatly decomposed as soon as it touched Kurt's hand.

@#%@$%@%$$&#$@#···?!

A groan resonates in the hall that cannot be expressed in human language. Screezem's nervous system is woven similarly to humans. After hearing it from Iden, Kurt instantly cut Screegem's signal system and succeeded in completely disabling it.

Emergency. Loss of 80% of the order system by unknown causes. Running away is essential for the preservation of information

A translucent barrel popped out of Screezem's rapidly disintegrating body. Inside was a glittering sky-blue bead-Scrizzem's core.

The core, sticking out of the ice, shot into the air in a flash and disappeared.

3.

When Screezem was out, the battle quickly went into a lull. The group of Principes dispersed in every direction to chase down Screegem's core, and it was only a matter of time before they could handle the remaining undeads and mercenaries inside the plant.

Ac Thunder Burst

"Gasp!"

Archer Eddin Figaroa, who refused to surrender and fled to the last minute, died in black after receiving Mayana's surprise order.

"I didn't know you had an emergency escape plan in place."

With so murmuring I approached the wreckage of Screegem. Chesha, who came to the side, asks.

Is it okay to miss it like that?”

"It's only a matter of time before Screegem's mouth is closed here and the information about us is flowing to the enemy. Now that all five heroes are resurrected, we'll share information with Tulgha in the near future."

Screezem is deeply connected with Belleport or Zirgal, making it impossible to conciliate him conditionally like Melkina.

said Plevellijam.

He won't be active in combat for the next few hundred years anyway. He robbed me of all the metal that was his money.

"You're right. In that sense, Kurt is the number one contributor today."

"You're welcome.

a shoulder-swept cart

Although his colleagues continued to praise him, he seemed to be dumbfounded. Although he is learning martial arts as a hobby, his fundamental way of thinking is that of the production profession. He must have felt a sense of incompatibility with his performance in the battle.

Out of the crowded interior of Lopandelli, we boarded a receiver waiting in stealth mode.

Master. Screezem has seen him run away with only a core and some metal. It was very small and fast, so it was impossible to form a bomb.

"Maybe you've been running away for hundreds of years, so you can move with almost all the cores left."

Pick Smoots I started calculating the income I earned from this journey with Clan One.

"First of all, the window of the phoanx. Four types, including dry, ice, oil, and pension, obtained from Screezem? Unexpectedly paid."

It's a little early, but I'd better consider using the "Photon Judgment" embedded in the Clan House basement warehouse.

In the meantime, it has been difficult to find the metal needed to operate the weapon, mainly because ScreeGem monopolized some of the essential metals.

However, the problem was solved thanks to the fact that Screezeem rolled in on his own and sacrificed the metal.

"By all means, we've achieved all the goals we're looking for, so let's go back to the Clan House."

4.

"Su-eun cane (S)"

a sharp rise in speed control

Mana Control Capability Big Calibration

Highly toxic to pass-through orders

Order: Amalgam

Conditions of use: Mana power 30/Require control power.

I laughed at Camilo after I had appraised the object.

"You came back much earlier than I thought."

"It was simple. The merchant named Wester has a very good eye. I wanted to be my assistant."

"Why don't you hire me?"

"It's not that I didn't think about it either. I've tried to persuade him in many ways, but he doesn't seem to want to go under anyone. If I had such an eye, I would have chosen to stand alone."

Camilo laughed meaningfully.

"In addition, I've already benefited from the information provided by Master Stroke, haven't I? It might be too much to have a talent like Wester."

"Is that so, too?"

It's a bit disappointing.

In the near future, Wester will gain a high reputation as a luxury merchant by exerting the power of "the eyes of gold (U)." By the time you're such a big shot, it's going to be hard to hire at will.

We talked for a moment about Camillo and finance. Suddenly, Linia comes to the Oval Office.

"Master, you should be heading for your destination."

"Well. I see."

I got up from my seat with a stiff look on my face.

A few days later.

Me, Chesha and Valerie visited the mansion of a small and medium-sized city outside the Baskayan Empire. Outwardly, it will be known that we came here at the invitation of a certain sorcerer.

Likewise, one of the faces invited to the event was him.

"Huh. Long time no see.”

"Your Excellency, Mr. Alabre. Have you been doing well?"

"A few months ago, I felt sick for a momentarily. One got better soon. It's an age that won't be strange to die at all times, but it seems that Hyesin has extended my life as an explorer."

In the tone of Tristan who said so, joy came from the heart. I guess that's the only way to get a bachelor who can study while sleeping.

He looked at Valerie with a kind eye.

"Yes. How are you doing in Clan?"

"I've been having such amazing things lately that I've been distracted. It's hard to explain in words."

"Hmmm. You must be happy. Send me a letter when you're free after work.”

"Of course, if I can be free."

Miss Valerie looking over here.

It feels like I've become the president of some black company, and it goes without saying it's a slander. She is a ballerina who spends most of her spare time on research after renovating the basement. I can't believe I'm saying such absurd things as I can't afford it.

But she's the kind of person who gets annoyed in many ways once she's upset. So instead of revealing the truth, I smiled and looked at the two priests.

After a while.

"A sudden invitation brought together celebrities from all over the continent. I'm so happy to be the host."

The wizard on the platform said.

The host, the man's name is Nershe Merdinin, one of the most famous wizards in the middle of the continent.

However, his actual skills were slightly less than those with similar reputation, but he was at level 46 and his skill set was also a suitable type for research rather than practice.

As you may have guessed at this point, all the people invited here are famous in the world of magic.

I belong to the mixed breed of horse prosecutor, but I still have a name of twelve. In addition, the son-in-law of the Lakruz family had a significant impact on the cause, so he was able to come here as a companion to Chesha.

Sitting still, sipping luxurious party food and wine, someone soon came to the table.

"Wait a minute, Master Stroke?"

"This is Capriel, one of the greatest wizards on the continent. We've talked a few times in letters, but it's the first time we've actually met."

"Ha ha. How can you say such a thing when the Lord Alabre, who is so much better than me, is shining on this occasion? I think you're trying to shame me.”

Capriel, who had been on the farm for a while, coughed in vain.

"Let's get to the point. "Isn't it the master stroke that instigated the hosting of this banquet?"

"Why did you think so?"

"I've met Nershee a few times, and he's not a very active person to host this banquet. But if a dramatic motive, for example, his idol, Mr. Alabre, asks for it, the story will be a little different. The only thing on the continent that can move him without any burden is the amount of Valerie, who is known as her favorite student."

Capriel shrugged.

"I don't know what to say, but my reputation is limited to the North. There's no connection to the wizards invited here, so there's very little reason for the invitations to come. Sitting at the table made me feel so awkward that I quickly came to the table with the master stroke."

He seems to have noticed that I invited him with some intention.

"It's nice to talk fast. To begin with, this banquet was held by me. I wanted to meet Capriel to offer him a deal."

"A deal?"

"Yes. A wand received as a prize from San Grecamp. I want that. Of course, I prepared the right price.”

Capriel's expression was profound.

"··음음. I'm sorry, but that's impossible. "The saint's dark wand (S+) is not in my hands now."

"··예예?"