"Discuss now...?

I stare at Count Jurem.

If it's odd timing, but you didn't think this one wouldn't have the ear to hear otherwise, is that what you have to do?

Besides, I have too little information on Count Julem's side.

I know that it has caused a war involving the world, in which it is trying to fatigue Kudr and kill Kudr by the power of Mebius, the founder of the Doom tribe......

But Kudr was also afraid that Count Jurem might have other trump cards hidden.

It is unclear who the Earl of Jurem is and what he wants to do, and the root of his purpose.

I want a little more information about them than I did.

If you're saying from the other side that there's room for negotiation, you should hear it.

"Okay. Let's just ask."

"You can't have your cane down."

Count Julem says as he touches his own beard.

"I didn't trust you."

"Oh, scary, scary. But you thought about it, we're not enemies. You accomplished the feat of slamming up that great evil god Kudr and cutting his magic by nearly 30%, crusading Med, the false god of the Leaveras country who was trying to betray me and flip the anti-flag, and providing me with the protection of the daughter of the Doom tribe, who was key to me. Isn't it like a comrade of war at the earliest? Don't you think?

"Maybe you're making a fool of yourself that everything you've ever done was on your hands?

"No, it's not. At least that's what I wasn't expecting, such as you going to wake up Kudr. I just wanted you to know that I'm not going to let you get in the way. Emotionally. I even look at you like a friend of the Old Knowledge for what you've done so well. If possible, I want you to stay with me."

... a tongue that goes around a lot.

I take care of the odd rush and talk slowly, so I feel like I'm going to be shredded to listen.

I have somewhere to go to former Captain Icarus, who was a fan.

"... Ask me what it is, but it's a good forethought, so let's get to the point first."

"Mr. Abel, your purpose would be to live a life of peace and relaxation with the example daughter? Kingdom...... not to mention politics, religion, and not so much about Kudr, you did. Speaking of which, I wish I had a place where I could slowly do my magic ceremony"

... He says it's peppery as if he had seen it.

If it's been a scattered interference before, is that natural too?

"Actually, that girl... it's not that important to me. Did you know that deep down on the bottom of the earth, it seals the ancestors of the Doom tribe?

Deep at the bottom of the earth...?

It was taught by Kudr that the Doom ancestors were involved, but that is new information.

"I really want to use her power to unseal that. That's all. In a little while, it'll all be over. She will return it to you by then. [M] Besides... I can send you to another country for asylum. Let me also guarantee you the safety of the Marlen settlement in your hometown. I don't know, so? I don't think it's a very good condition for you..."

... Sure, if it's true, it's a condition you don't even wish for.

"Then why didn't Meir secure it during her childhood?

"It's a simple problem. Her magic is getting closer to the nature of the magic of her ancestor Mebius year after year. And that culminates in the next few days. I need to perform the ritual then... but the more troublesome it gets, the closer it gets to the magic of Mebius, the more it becomes to attract the devil. Especially since the last six months have been the most dangerous period"

... Speaking of which, have there been such occasions several times before?

Tanatos, the devil who was obsessed with Dantalion, the devil of goddess worship, along the border with the Reeveras country, or Fatty, the high elf's priest, or something, was at the service of her, had sheltered Meir.

"Me too, because the devil hates me a lot. There are still many great demons hiding in the shadows that are not on the table. Against them, I wanted to keep her presence secret until just before the ritual. Then you were amazingly just right when your magical arm stood and you were anonymous."

The muscles are through.

On the contrary, this connected the parts that I could not see.

"... ok, I'm generally convinced. But can I just ask you two?

"Oh, listen to me, Mr. Abel.... but if Kudr, the great evil god, finds out, let him lie down."

"The bottom of the earth is a lie, isn't it? Kudr said looking for every corner of the world didn't find a single scale of magic that could counteract itself. I don't think it's like deluding you with simple junctions or seals......"

"Sorry, but I can't answer about that. I'm really sorry, but as I said earlier, that can't be known to Kudr. You know what I mean? I'm not throwing up, but I can't explain it now."

"The muscles are through, and there's something I can't tell you, but the first line of prevention was strained... if that's going to go through, there's no room to be trusted because whatever you hear from us, right? I heard, it was inconsistent, and I can't explain it, but I don't think I'm gonna trust you."

"We have trouble getting rituals interrupted by the Great Evil God Kudr. You'll see that, Mr. Abel. Because you are beneficial, I am willing to reveal some risks with my knowledge. [M] But I just can't talk about it. Don't you see? Don't be too unscrupulous."

Count Jurem bends his elbows on his arms like he's in trouble, and he shows his palms.

"Based on that, I'd like to ask you a second question. In this situation, as long as Meir is safe, what factors can I trust? Without it, this discussion wouldn't be concluded in the first place, would it? I really don't know if I'm going to be safe after the ritual... but I don't know if it's really going to unseal Mebius in the first place."

"Show me the evidence, did you come? Hmmm... but I can't take you to that place... hopefully we'll be able to explore each other's compromises successfully..."

I say as Count Jurem has weakened.

... What, this discomfort?

Count Jurem thought I'd be relieved just by the word?

Instead, take a word about anything as if you didn't envisage what we're saying.

Unusually low posture, rather than weakness, is also hooked.

Now it's like...

I immediately turned my cane to Count Jurem.

Two autems, which had been set aside for when the problem immediately arose, proceeded to the Earl of Jurem.

"Oh, isn't that dangerous, Abel?"

Count Julem looks up to the universe with his hands.

No magic formation, no chanting, no magic props, a wall of wind abruptly arises.

He had been told scattered by Peter... but it seemed true to manipulate magic without chanting.

A diverted oatem landed behind the Earl of Jurem.

"ত ু র প ু ন (smell it)!"

The wall of Hidim Magimetal, about a meter high, rises around me.

"You, you never meant to convince me from the beginning! You're just buying time!

The coming out of Count Jurem, who was the head of the enemy, had erased nature and its choices from his head.

Hating to be tracked down by Meir, Count Jurem himself came straight to the negotiating table.

I misjudged the enemy's priorities.

"You noticed too late, magical madness"

At that moment, Count Jurem's expression collapsed.

My eyes are out of focus, my mouth rips wide open, and my red-purple tongue peeks from behind it.

"If I'm alone, I can get away with a long distance transfer. Oh, until the end, you were one of my finest pawns. Well, from now on, I'm busy, so let me be rude around here. I hope we never see each other again."

I wave my wand to the side.

A magic formation of light floated around the earl of Jurem, and it split into two parts and scratched out.

"... if you think there was some strange magical movement, you're going to imitate the invisibility of the magic formation. I knew it was just a camouflage."

They were going to show that they could use magic without chanting or magic formations, and then escape with a small worker.

In the first place Count Jurem uses his magic formations when he shows up before me.

If you saw it for the first time, you would have stepped on it when you could push it through, but the idea is too sweet.

Obviously I felt the spirits around me moving in a directional fashion on my skin.

It can't be without instructions from magic formations, spiritual words, and magic implements.

"Incredibly...... sure, they can skip the process to some extent. But complicated magic like metastasis just seems to require a magic formation."

Count Julem's face solidified.

I turn my cane tip to his face.

"So, my plans went crazy, but what are you going to do? I can't believe you relied on that trick."