Two hours to be rocked by a magic guide car.

After all, it is certainly faster to use the transfer gate Circle Port, and whatever the prep exercise would have shortened the time to run and head for it.

Still, the magic conductor that Lynne drives maintained a speed that was not commensurate with its performance, slipping through the wealthy faster than expected.

Full speed pushes the ragged national highway for the good that magic guided cars are expensive and therefore generally not very popular.

Sure, if we use her eyes, we can avoid accidents, but I guess that's not a good reason to increase speed. Lynne was stepping on the pedal in a way that she was going to sing in her nose.

Ars and Loki are re-sitting near the doors on both sides so that it's okay to assume there's been an accident. If anything, I was going to just pop out.

With such concern, the Magic Car stops at a long braking distance from the wealthy in front of a transfer gate to cross the lake.

Neither Ars nor Loki will ever ride Lynne's driven magic conductor again. I was so exhausted by then.

"I'm sorry. It's been a little rough driving."

Pecory and lightly bowed his head, Lynne's face feels refreshed like it did after relieving stress. Moderate tension secretes adrenaline, and she smiles unblemished with her upbeat reddish cheeks.

It immediately went through the transfer gate, and in an instant when it crossed the lake, the carriage was waiting there, as at the time of the previous meeting. In the present state, neither Ars nor Loki are willing to run to the ancient castle, which will be the meeting place.

First, Lynne, who delivered to the land on which the tower of Babel stood, immediately returned for a transfer to Cicernia.

The hooves of horses run by your lord shake the catacotto and the cabin.

"A, Al... the place we're going to..."

Loki opened her mouth to gather information when we were alone. It is not possible to see the tower of Babel this close, but Loki has visited Babel with Ars before. Honestly, if you get this close, all you can see is a curved white outer wall. No matter how much you look at the heavenly side, you can't even measure the exact height from here. It's just a giant tower.

"That's an ancient castle in White Asia. It seems that it was built by the royal family in this land once upon a time, supposedly Alpha. It is now to be used at the meeting due to the closest proximity to Babel, who has no owner. I hear that your servants and the servants who serve the ancient castle were also servants who served the ancient castle in a different way. I wonder if the name of the castle was [Ballard]. It has been rebuilt once. So for the first time, seven countries signed a [Seven Nations War Agreement]."

"You did...... and that's some sort of a rudimentary name"

"It was originally something close to a research facility, Babel. Maybe it was that camouflage... no"

Fu and Ars narrow their eyes with their imaginary faces with their usual bad habits. If, even in times, we thought that the construction of Babel was almost simultaneous with the outbreak of demons, then [Castle Ballard] should have been built well before. From the word royalty Ars had made a mistake of thinking that for a century at best, even if there was an error, that was about it.

Look at the look on Ars's face like that. Loki softens her mouth huffily.

In seconds of things, Ars turned his face to Loki like he had come to a resolution.

"I see. Speculation is that [Ballard Castle] was originally built as Babel."

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"Now this Babel tower next to us may have been built as a camouflage in the first place. With the outbreak of demons, people gathered this tower of Babel as a flag. It's what fakes are now."

It is now heavily reinforced by strong exterior walls, making it so huge.

Maybe this isn't an important story. Yes, maybe it's not like the recent crisis or history will change. Now Babel is giving people rest by building there as it is now.

Whether it's a lie or not, there's no point in revealing it.

Not all truth is justice. If so, then lies can sometimes be righteous.

Ars tells Loki with a rare and exalted face about assembling such a conclusion that no one will ever know, albeit hypothetically. It is also a conclusion that can be reached only by a very few like Ars, who liberated Babel.

Again, Loki thought he was a researcher and explorer. I've probably never seen Ars look so happy. His face I could find out a lot about.

Not yet...... even Loki was happy not to know everything yet. The expression of joy, like that of a student who scored a hundred points in the test, is year-to-year, and I don't even think of this as going to the place where the top of the world gathers.

When I realized it, Loki also lightened her mind, hammering her with a really calm look, not convinced or deepening her argument.

And in good time, the carriage stops, and the horse hisses can be heard chilling. After your knock, the door slowly opened and a tarap was mounted underfoot.

The white tower in front of me, the area was strangely white and bright because of Babel.

Ars frowned for a moment at the unusual sight of welcoming all the way to the ancient castle with a total servant outing. There are other participants on this scene, but a brilliant line of servants unfolding on both sides who can't get close to one.

A slight voice of a man gushed to swim in the cold wind.

- Isn't that just like the college...?

Even though there was one earlier incident, my feelings for Ars are still complicated. Mixed praise, with nothing to include, may not be possible on this occasion.

Let there be no such thing as thoughts or plans, and whoever gathers here today is an undisputed strong man. It will be true that he is a fierce man who has dived various training grounds, not just magical arms.

Thoughts and prospects exist in each country even if the association has functioned. In the end, benefits should always intervene there, regardless of the country or individual. The gaze of those who hung even their own lives on the scale was not hostility, but an attempt to find the contents as individuals.

Even if I could notice those glances, even Ars hasn't gotten to deal with them. When it comes to territory, nobility is the perfect mound.

Without paying any attention, Ars steps into the ancient castle, Ballard, being led by his servant.

"That's just a lot of people"

Loki, walking next to Ars at an unseen distance, said so tilting only consciousness.

"Oh, it's a ceremony. Not so many participants from one country, but the army and the executive class of the state should be here. I guess that's seven countries, seven times more."

Huh - I hope it doesn't have to be a hassle, but Ars throws up even such a sigh seems like a hassle.

This time the guest of honor is a new magician, even single.

Then the two are put through to their respective rooms and several servants, made up exclusively of women, help them change.

I couldn't wear it by myself, and in Ars' case, I said no, but I ended up letting her help me everywhere. I guess I could have been in military uniform if I had been Alpha's single, but this time I'm here as a representative of the association, so there's no decision on the outfit.

Ars, dressed in about five minutes, stays in the room saying that Loki would take a little longer. Pour a glass of water down your throat from the drain.

Gradually, people also gathered, and the outside seemed to be making more noise than earlier.

Even in the sense of putting in exploration, Ars sharpens his nerves, closes his eyes and widens his field of view (...). 3D silhouettes built in the brain, grasp the magical wavelengths they hold.

- That's a pretty good number of guards out there. Besides, are you hands-on?

moments, wavelengths that are tuned as if to reverse detect the sensation of Ars.

"Oh, do you notice"

The detection method used by Ars is a kind of unsystematic magic that only he can handle. Therefore, it is also a power different from magic. To perfectly copy the space itself, it is possible to grasp people, structures, etc., but reactions due to magic are extremely fragile. but this is also good and bad, and they never perceive it. Because it's not a different way to measure magic than Loki's magic sonar.

Not to mention I'm not actually eyeing you like Lynne's demonic eye.

To his frank surprise, Ars opens his eyes thinly.

There is no hostility, there is an atmosphere like exploring its origins back because they felt they were being explored.

A normal magician is unlikely to have such brilliant reverse detection. It would be a reaction to what makes detection a business from day to day.

- Looks like there's a famous magician coming in every country. It's troublesome, but you don't seem bored.

The signs of detection fog beautifully at the same time that Ars solves them. I guess I really have no other intention. It seemed good considering the extent to which it had been explored back from the signs it had been explored.

Ars's thought of slightly lifting the corner of his mouth switched just because Knock sounded indoors.

"We have your help," Ars says to the voice of a woman who would be a servant through the door. "Go ahead," he gives permission to enter.

The door opens with a hinged little sound.