Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

Having stepped out of the carriage, Ars contained several figures in a spectacular view.

Loki is joining the end of that line, even though she said she was tired of waiting. Heads of State were gathered here alone. Without having to broaden their horizons, they don't do anything but just need to know mankind's forward moments closer than anyone else. That's why I came without a single escort.

But there are not only hydranges among them, and no successor to the murdered Rafsenal has yet been found. I currently stand for you, but the situation is worse than that of Balmes. Distrust of the country at home inevitably affects the military as well.

Some of them are young Führer of Balmes, and because of the absence of his patron, Governor Nirchine, Loki is now baking his care for some reason.

Because Iberis, our neighbor, cares, but Haorg, the head of Iberis, was in real trouble either way just now.

I guess that means Haorg isn't right for giving up twelve kids yet. Originally, the Führer used to commit subversive attacks.

For this reason, the education of talent begins at an early age, but otherwise it is not appropriate to be young and run the country like Cicernia and Lithia.

He hides behind Loki with a frightened face for some reason to Ars, who turns his gaze to him. She was upright without the wind she particularly cared about, just not being as slight as a pile.

Next door was a big man - Haorg holding his temples.

He can't stand this nayonayo because of his character. If you're a man, that's what the old-fashioned, itchy Haorg thinks you should be.

Let alone hide in the shadow of a woman, there is something that cannot be spoken of because it is a reciprocal relationship with the Führer.

Ars sends Loki a signal for the first meeting and asks for an intermediary. Loki nodded lightly with her eyes down, pushing the back of the too young Führer, and the young Führer looked up at the man who approached him in horror.

Poking one knee, Ars finished introducing himself, and the boy also responded with a trembling voice - a tenacious look. What an extraordinary and awesome people-to-people acquaintance for the year.

- Though I thought the kids liked it.

and recall the person in question, but it was re-stated that the contents were not children. In fact, Ars' eyes are difficult to get close to. No one was surprised to point that out.

"I know you'll be busy, thank you"

What Ars is going to do is surely increase its workload, not least with military officials, the Führer.

Cochlear and silent snorts return, but next to it Loki, with an innocent grin, was shaking her mouth.

"All right, let's go."

"Let's go, Al"

Walk them to Babel first.

The hard and reinforced exterior walls could be seen with an iron plate-like gloss and a fade of colour that made them feel old. It's been months since I've been here.

At that time he took Iliis and visited him with four people, Cicernia and Loki. Cicernia said that nobody could go in, but I can't say anything about not looking at it first.

That's why I don't think it would be appropriate for anyone to come in with such a trick.

The crack running on the wall is the gap between the entrances. So close that I can barely tell.

Ars touches his hand in the center there.

It's an easy system. It is similar to a lock used indoors and the like. Regardless, its state-of-the-art technology is also located in Ars' lab, where individual magic information can be read, locked and unlocked.

However, this technology was developed when magic made dramatic progress, and although this Babel is far older than it is, it is no worse than it is now when it comes to civilization levels.

Ning Ro, I can say quite exquisite. This tower alone is still food for research.

A strange electronic sound sounds, a magical light that runs endlessly vertically. This is the source of power, as well as the magic used for authentication.

That registration information was really simple, and there was a reason why modern technology could never decipher it. I expect the magic information to be [nil].

It is the magic that does not contain any information that is registered as authentication code. [Lost Characters (Lost Spelling)], which has not been correctly clarified at this stage, should be the key.

What Krokel and Ars have in common is a mixture of Kronos fluids called catastrophes. That would degrade the information of magic, no. I guess the deficiency itself is used as registration information.

That's why Crokel left a will to go to Babel. Those hooked words have always stood in Ars' chest.

I suppose if I do say I have rights. But if I were to hear the words Crokel uttered at that time as voices, not letters, it made me think that it was expecting something from Ars.

If he was doing research in Babel, the existence that disturbs it must be eliminated. In the first place, why did Croquel use locking means called magic information, even though it was possible for Ars to get in?

Maybe there's some serious discrepancy there.

I don't think we have the means to make sure of that now.

Huge doors open without sound. The interior probably emits light as the wall itself imitates the exterior wall of Babel. Some artificial bright white with dusty wind gushing from the inside.

Various sounds echo deep following the footsteps of Ars, who takes a step forward.

Exactly the last time I was here, I couldn't look inside a research facility called Babel. Still, the structure itself is not lost because it was on the dossier sent by Cicernia.

Can ten people walk in parallel, just in width? Wastefully spacious, only a rough room arrangement can even read the guidance diagrams in the old facility.

The further back you go, the more cold air you will come up from your feet that you will never experience within this survival zone.

If I noticed, I was walking behind Ars for human skin temperature or Cicernia to pull on. Unless you are also a trained magician, there is no way to prevent your body temperature from dropping due to magic.

However, just because it is possible, I guess it is an individual's freedom to do or not. Loki sees it because she lets Pitto touch Ars with her shoulder without saying anything.

It is difficult to walk at this time. It's also because of the strange way Haorg's laughter echoed away even his footsteps. Somewhere disproportionate - no, the air that conceived the bastard was spreading.

Sometimes that happened, and Ars, walking unwieldily, had to watch his step instead of spoiling and accepting.

While securely checking the presence of the lumbar pouch.

The line hit a bump in the face. Actually, it's a big room.

Huge cables with as much carcasses intertwined and left cluttered everywhere. It is a testament to the fact that the electronic sound, which can be heard slightly from its interior, is still operational at this facility.

And if you follow the cable and lift your gaze.

"This is it..."

"I've protected it to this day. Defender of mankind… I guess it's rude to describe it that way"

A word that Huron, the oldest, uttered in awe, was inevitable even with what he knew beforehand.

Correct the subsequent clough to weigh the words that came out vomiting as well.

"I guess it's not a noble desire here, it's just sadness"

Haorg was at his best just to describe it that way. No more words are for anyone - not for her.

A girl placed in a container as sturdy as a prisoner - floating in a container, only her golden hair and one eye are the only remaining elements that can determine the girl to be human.

Red, black and hard skin, which pictures the shape of a person, accounts for more than 90% of the total. Both arms were enlarged, not even the outer shell of the demon, and their transformation as human beings was remarkable.

Cicernia, who walks out as possessed, still couldn't walk out to the end. The gaze I looked up cannot be removed as fixed and collapses from my knee in front of me.

A glimmer of tears fell from her eyes zero, reflecting the colour of the solution.