Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

They see through everything. I was a visaist who decided so, but I didn't worry about anything. There are few occasions when intelligence units, prepared separately from the magician and gathered by those who admire him, must die uninhabited.

Just one assignment.

It must also risk its life on a different kind of mission from the threat posed by demons. Only those who are prepared to do so falsely pretend to exist and continue their intelligence activities without being enlightened.

Some of the constituents were not even recognized as magicians. Some pretend to be ordinary citizens and have families. Everyone is hiding their intelligence.

In that sense, I guess the only visaist is well known. Even if the means and the constituents never come to light.

"I'm a lot dull, too."

Blurry with a creaking voice under the mask, the visaist peeks at the other person's way out. It's probably hard to get away from the woman in front of you.

He seems injured, but he doesn't know what he's good at.

Clearly there doesn't seem to be any difference between Ars and his age, while at the same time a swordswallowing air resembles the former Ars.

(No, that's not it. That guy is overwhelming. Besides, this guy has a verse that looks down from the top)

Then there's still a gap to get into.

"Is it time to start? I'm waiting for you too..."

Darker than the darkness of night, the Great Sickle flowed and the magical formula of the blade rose thin and black.

"Fine. If this happens, do you want to wipe out [Cruelsys]?"

"Well, I'm very sorry that I can't satisfy you"

"He tells me"

"That's not exactly a handful, is it?

"You're in luck, we're all set for today. Hold on tight, on both arms..."

"You have both arms."

Her eyes narrowed and she grinned at her mouth.

The visaist did not immediately understand what he had spoken. Hiding weapons against enemies is common sense. Because sometimes it can be inferred from weapons, such as phylogeny.

Why are you committing the foolishness of purposefully giving them information they don't want? More importantly, it is difficult to recognize what is supposed to be foolishness as foolishness.

The horror of not realizing a fatal mistake. I kind of guessed that.

(Weird, what did I say to him!?

Thoughts are spinning normally. I even felt like the perception of the enemy itself was fading despite it.

Stare at your opponent with gibberish.

What did you do! The voice is speechless. Because I had an intuition that I had already taken my unconsciousness from experience.

It fits in during some procedure.

(Then can't you solve the problem of not tapping directly)

The visaist, who decided so, unleashed his magic all at once. Storm to the point of intimidation.

The sleeve ahead blows from the elbows of both arms like a stick. Underneath it was fitted a thin arm guard like gloves covering up to the elbow.

Capture ambient air so that a high density of wind vortex covers both arms. The wind on both arms was like a polisher, so much so that I couldn't see the light glowing magic formula.

The robe is sucked up, but the girl tells her pale.

"[Storm Armor]... no. [Oriented whirlwind (cyclone edge)]?"

"Well, you spotted it well. [Oriented Whirlwind (Cyclone Edge)] It's a tricky magic in itself, but it's user-friendly when it's fastened to both arms."

(Again... why am I peppering this guy!!

"Well, how is that?

"... then take it and see"

The visaist pulled his arms wide back before his own mouth opened. In fact, this magic has a heavy load that is resistant to the user. The density of wind wrapped around the arm can be threaded off the arm if the magic operation is wrong.

And control depends on arm strength, and physical loads. However, enabling it improves the ability of visionaries who specialize in wind systems. Because it is always a magical activation standby state, the configuration process can be simplified in part.

Commas are a few seconds faster to activate than magicians via AWR.

My muscles bulge just by pulling my giggles and my arms.

Visaist arms crossed protruding like they were bounced.

Two tornadoes running from arm to arm on the extension line. That twisted in a spiral and headed toward the target as he inhaled the surrounding leaves.

Involving the surrounding wind, pulling the trees out of their roots enlarges the vortex of the wind while finely chopping them.

The two tornadoes were all under the control of the visionaries. This would be the biggest advantage. Rather than switching the process with sequential variables, it forcefully re-orbits by making it dependent on muscle strength. It's a force move.

It can't be just as far as tracking, but it can still be adjusted if it moves to evasive behavior just before.

But they didn't show a bare gesture to avoid.

I tried to tell you earlier to wipe it all out, but if you actually take action, you won't be sorry. In the unlikely event that an agent is caught and made to confess...

Visaists are treated more as criminals if they fail to find a decisive downfall against Morocco.

In that sense, I have to say this fight sucks.

The Visaist's swing of thought was not intended. If they are found by turning them into their origin, this includes silencing or killing them.

The visaist was lost at the last minute, regardless of his belly's decision to defend himself.

Consciousness and unconscious narrowness mix. The magic he unleashed definitely had the power to kill his opponent.

And swallow like a tornado crossing toward your opponent before a decision is made.

If you avoid it, the Morwegian mansion behind you is not intact either.

――

The stunner strengthens the look on the visaist's face, causing a twitch of sweat to rise up his back.

"Oh, that's sweet."

Such a cool, little fool's voice sounded rough wooden.

Just hit a tornado trying to cross. In fact, however, it crossed in front of it more than it did, splitting left and right.

On the ground, scraped marks, like cracks in front of her, deeply scrape the ground and remain.

"Oh, my God."

The visaist answers bitterly and analyses the current situation.

(prevented, no, it didn't feel that way. I'd rather avoid this magic like they took away my orientation)

Sensibly, it sticks best. Until just before, however, the orientation was in the hands of the visionaries. You shouldn't be able to take away your magical orientation even if it's tuned to be used by Ars because it makes you depend on your arm strength in the first place.

"You're me next......!!

Shortly after swirling the Great Sickle, a blast fluttered her skinny body from all directions.

"Don't feel bad. We're not playing."

The hood rolled in the breeze blowing from below and the girl's face was exposed. To his youth, the visaist strikes out with an iron heart, even if he is heartily surprised.

Appearance that would only change for a year or two compared to Ars or his daughter Felinera, whom I know.

And a small blast blew to beat him from the top this time.

The girl's body happens to crawl on all fours and land. There would be nothing called damage. Still, we can't get up right away. Wind pressure.

The visaist stuck out his left hand and extended his hand as he waited for the magic to unravel.

Spread your hand toward your opponent and pull the first joint of your middle finger opposite with your finger belly.

AWR drew the light and gathered at his fingertips. Immediately afterwards, the beating wind fogs to lick the ground.

"It's not terrible, of..................!! What..."

instantly stood up, the moment his legs moved. The girl is uncomfortable with her voice. I immediately turned my hand around my throat.

Already the visaist had played his finger at the girl.

"[Gap Strike" Clearance Hazard "]"

The visaist, regarded as settled, walked out towards the girl. Wonder, legs and mouth move that we have to get away from this place right away.

"You won't be able to breathe when you get a strong wind directly from the front. Same principle as that one. The air flow at the mouth was changed to lower the barometric pressure. You'll suffocate soon enough."

Die, when he uttered the word, the visaist was devastated by chest pain.

Now I can't help but feel an aversion to killing.

The girl lay down on the ground, holding her throat down and desperately resting. It sucks strongly but it has not been able to suck by simply opening and closing the mouth.

Is it to see the end of it, the visaist approaches the girl in front?

Mouth that slows opening and closing with gray hair resting on your face. Shortly after, the visaist saw. The girl's mouth creepingly crooked.

It was too late when you returned to me what you were doing.

Capture the thin purple phantom that appeared behind you in an instant at the edge of your sight. It was like a reaper. It was wearing a sickle from left to right.

"- Huh!!

The magic was also used to jump back, but the sickle eating into his belly sprinkles blood. I rolled down the ground with no reception either.

Stop hitting the trunk of the tree behind you. The visaist slowly looks up.

There the girl on the verge of suffocation stood up looking kellow.

"Did you screw up? You're old enough."

"How was my acting? I'm quite a master of craftsmanship. Huh."

"Was it the dark system? But why are you okay, Ru?"

I can't stop overflowing blood when I put my hand on my stomach. When I checked exactly how the wound was, I tried to move my fingertips to see if my body was full and creative.

The phantoms that float around the girl's left and right are assimilated to the darkness so much that they cannot be seen without approaching.

"Why not? I found out I was going to die, but my mouth isn't as light as yours to talk to pepper about."

"That's too bad."

"Well, I'm going to skip your neck to thank you for having a little fun."

Huh - "Something's wrong with young these days a lot," he said to the girl blushing all the time with trance and cheeks, spitting evil between rough breaths.

"You just have to take your head home. Then Sayonara."

A phantom with a sickle crossed behind her and flashed a sickle toward the visaist.

"-!! What the hell!!!

Shortly before, the visaist created a blast of power from both arms that would not even look at self-destruction. In an instant, there's smoke dancing all over the area.

Even the slightly plugged moonlight does not reveal vision.

Covering her mouth with the sleeve of a robe, she only gave out her eyes, but the girl turned her heel back like she had given up. The footsteps are early enough out of anger or anger at the crew who can't even do the job they were given.

With both shoulders turned left and right, the visaist looked weakly left and right.

You're ignoring orders.

"Whatever..."

"Because we're the ones that get mad at your daughter... what a cool thing to say, but we gave up on running off too. I happen to see the captain."

It must have been a real coincidence. Because if it's difficult to retreat, we have to erase all the equipment that indicates where we are with each other.

It's just that the only visaist was magically grasping everyone's position. When I thought no, they were all activated to see if they'd stretched out.

As a result, I found out that there were two crew members coming this way, so I was prepared to raise the dust with evil.

"It's a severe punishment, but it's nice... I can't stay alert yet, but when it does, I'll leave you alone"

Copy that.

Now that he has been honestly listened to, the visaist relieves himself while distorting his face to severe stomach pain.

I used the sensing magic [Air Map] of fencing earlier, but if my opponent is now sharpening his nerves, they may be able to supplement this position.

He's going to get away with worrying about his back.

But speaking of results, the opponents confronted with the Visaists did not join the pursuit, and two of the troops specializing in intelligence were able to successfully send them home.

I was simply lucky, but I'm pretty sure I got my whole life into nine deaths.

Immediately the visaist was transported to the intensive care unit. I can't even rest on first aid, and I can't get the blood back from the massive bleeding quickly.

Of course, it was at the hospital in Beliza, on the middle floor, that full healing magic began, having to be treated to make it look top secret to the military doctors.

Two of his men assembled the Alpha Army military doctors at the middle level after reporting to Beric on private channels.