Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

I was able to successfully complete the association's request - from Ars it turned out to remain vague, but I guess this is also a form of success if you think of it as a force. What has not been interpreted is the work of Ars on this assignment. I didn't really feel like I did my job, and I just made a personal observation from fragmented information in one way or another.

The action taken by Loki was also Ars, who did not feel preferable, but turned out to be a work that contributed significantly to the achievement of the mandate.

He is currently on his way home from Balmes to Alpha.

The day may have just begun today, but Tesfir and Alice, who had already completed their first assignment, were in no condition to hide their fatigue.

More than physical fatigue, it still seemed that the time spent in the outside world, where life and death took place, had put more load on them than usual.

I don't have any particular feelings, even though I was only half anticipating it, but the fatigue appeared on the table visibly from around the area where I left Balmes. I guess entering Alpha Domestic cut the thread of tension.

If you also think about tomorrow's class, the two of you should want to sleep in your own bed as soon as possible.

The return was Colonel Bordeaux, who offered a transfer in a demonic car, but for the sake of time the Ars and the others decided to take a way home via the transfer gate Circle Port.

Metastatic gate technology is also one of the most dramatically advanced technologies at the same time as the third Babel. It can be said that the number of metastatic gates passing through has been extremely reduced compared to previous ones.

Of course, because there are not many installations yet, in some cases the old transfer gates will be used, but this still leads to a significant reduction in time.

The four entered the alpha first around noon, where Tesfir and Alice walked extremely slowly. Due to the mechanism of the transfer gates, formal permits are required when crossing borders, and the interlocking systems of the transfer gates vary slightly from country to country. Of course, they are not so far apart between the transfer gates, but they are naturally installed at a certain distance because they do not interfere with the loading of magic information, etc.

"Uh-oh, my body's heavy"

Next to Tesfir, who walked in a sloppy forward bend, Alice was also moving her legs with Chimatima.

"It hurts a lot. I should have gotten some sleep..."

Alice let the dry grin float to the fullest as she rubbed her arms, but the walk was as discreet as a sneak leg. The reason for this was the walking vibration, which caused the kind of pain that electric shocks ran through the body's savings, so Alice was pulling her elbows and putting her strength on her body to be stuffy like "Ugh" or "Ah" every time she took a step.

As for Ars, I feel so ashamed to walk with them like that.

The odd gaze of the wrong people is to raise their timely, lustrous voices when they forget.

"Shame on you, can't you do something about it"

Hold on to your forehead and watch the two of you walk yowling through the gap between your fingers. And sighed, Ars. I don't know how it looks from the surroundings, but at least it's not a favorable gaze.

"You can't help it! And even though I usually do some pretty hard training, I've never been this bad."

"Right ~. Haha...... ahhhhh... uuuuuuuuu... I'm already embarrassed too ~"

What the two of us need right now is not therapy, it's not healing magic, it's probably the kind of wand the old man uses.

"You guys are gonna have worse muscle aches tomorrow."

"Definitely a muscle ache."

It's like looking at something a little funny when you're in Loki. In fact, the pain of saving and muscle pain they are feeling right now is common among military newcomers.

If I tell you, it doesn't really matter if you train your body inside being a student.

"I'll leave you both alone when you're knocked out."

"Why is Loki okay?"

With a resentful face, Tesfir couldn't help but say, that tone was even eight-hundred.

"The muscles we use in our usual training in the first place are completely different from the ones we use in the irregular scaffolding and extreme tension of the outside world. I'll get used to it right away... and mucky, bucky feet..."

"Oh, no, it's not cute anymore"

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"Ha ha... I need to stop being a girl -"

"No, don't chew it up and say the same thing!

Ars and Loki got lost in responding to Tesfir's over-conscious remarks. Just the second time, Ars couldn't have been there first. Looks like I'm not even going to hit you with a hammer to get to Loki.

Loki stirred this up, so I'd love to make sure Loki voluntarily collects this pack, but she had decided with someone else who was completely red, or she was walking out with a slightly more natural motion to look forward and say, "Come on, let's go home".

"Oh, that one that feels like you should follow in?

"Mr. Alice, let's leave that (...). You'll get caught up in it."

"Hey, Loki. You threw the bomb."

"It was Mr. Tesfir who set the fire."

No matter what, we got along a lot better, Ars looks smiling outside the mosquito net, pulling a step back. Regardless of Tesfir's evil nori, this mandate may have yielded significant results.

One day, Ars was feeling the same air he felt when he was in the force under Sir Visaist. When you have a lot of trust in your people, you're sure to create this kind of atmosphere. So is Letty's unit. It's like a family friend, that kind of intimacy.

I guess that's what the troops are, Ars thinks again. The Special Demonic Attack Squad, formed under Sir Visaist, lost most of its crew, but that shouldn't have been a mistake.

There's just a mix of beings named Ars that don't mesh there, and they just disintegrate. It's like a black stain on a finished bright painting. Black invades the colors around him and obscene the painting.

But if it first drops black and then colors around me, can black live?

Yes, Ars was beginning to think.

I thought maybe this was what I wanted, maybe I was impatient, and Ars decided he didn't have dreamy delusions. It's not enough to keep this stuff as part of your memory.

- But if you're by my side... haha, what are you thinking? I...

If they are together, I'm sure that color will require a powerful color development that supports black. Otherwise, they may just be drunk by intense black - they'll just be obnoxious.

Because black can only swallow colors other than black.

The space they make is brightly stained. That's bright stuff.

So the space dazzles Ars. I'm sure you'll always be dazzled - even if it's far enough out of reach and all you can do is watch.

It's just that one day when they have so much color that no one can dye themselves, maybe they won't even dye black.

Together, Ars may just mistake himself for black. Because it's rare to make them feel like they're dyed by their colors.

It may be Ars who is hesitant to get into their colors.

If so, will Ars also be able to patrol the real troops again?

Will it not be a single battlefield?

Will there be someone beside me who can fight with me?

- Oh, that sounds a lot [people].

But Ars knows that's another sign of making the same mistake. That's just a mistake, and if you put it back on there, you end up alone again at the end of the day.

He is the one who should not mix.

You have to be careful so that the color called black never becomes any other color. Because if you don't touch it, the black will remain black, and nothing will be tarnished.

But now, I only fly my voice at such a critical distance - if that's about it...

Ars throws words at Tesfir as he recalls. With an extra word.

"I'm not saying it's all about female magicians, but it's just important to wear everything without being full. Muscles are heavy. Why don't you just imagine Letty or something? And in fact, your body was ideally close to muscular. Not too much."

"Yes?"

It was Tesfir who reacted first. Physical pain and all that, creepy grin was made as if to dampen the red tide in the face.

As the animals target their prey from the grass, so do the three eyes shoot Ars. It was something I couldn't miss, but Ars at the time twisted his head to the extent that it was a delicate problem. I was going to explain it because the topic was the topic.

"I knew you saw it!!

Tesfir, pressed to oppress badly, asks to reveal the truth by turning his semi-crying face to Ars. I dug back into the situation when I slept with him on the outside.

"Duh, how far... how far did you see it!!" Shortly after I called him in, did he voluntarily come up with the worst answer, his face stained red enough to catch fire, and there was a large pile of tears in his eyes.

"Think normally, I felt like that, but Al's a detour, too. You put your body up there and helped me, aren't you glad?

"Master Ars? I'll talk to you when I get home."

Alice and Loki have no sympathy in their eyes. I don't despise it. Alice is Alice, and she even gives advice. And as far as Loki goes, he stands unusually perfectly, with a nickel and this another perfect loving laugh - it was going to be a long time after he left.

Softly he pulled closer to the side and Loki grabbed his sleeve.

"What was better about Mr. Fier?

"Wait, I'm not talking about what's good."

Ars had lost his escape to signs of being cornered. Whatever, because in his chest, a pompous and slapping tesphere was calling out, "I was seen. Oh, I was humiliated while I was asleep.

A pungent gaze pierces me from nowhere. Passenger with white eyes who stops his leg and sniffs away even the smell of crime. If even a strange sense of justice is demonstrated, Ars could happen to be cornered in an indescribable situation.

From our point of view, maybe it's like a kind of a deal. It is true that only Tesfir can judge the most, but her eyes are damp.

In the meantime, Alice, who had not been joined by only one person, had somehow wound her sleeve and opened one button on her chest.

I turned my body glossy so that I could be supple. The face can see some shame in acting.

"Al, you played a prank besides me... you did..."

"Hey, how shameful are you trying to get over it? I know it's embarrassing, so don't get on these guys."

Alice, a generation of little plays lacked acting skills to induce muddy expansion like we've seen somewhere. Alice herself is totally self-destructing to a dialogue that is too embarrassing to clean up.

It was rare for Alice to turn bright red to her ears, and she actually seemed to try and feel embarrassed.

My eyes on this one are already asking for help.

I just felt something impatient in my surrounding eyes, and Ars concluded, "I'm tired, but I do it well," but naturally there are people here who can't finish it.

"Hey, wait!?

"What are you crying about?"

Sipping his nose, Tesfir grabs Ars' shoulder with disappointment. I wasn't really as sad as I wanted to cry, but I was embarrassed to be seen within my unconsciousness. I imagined the situation on my own.

"So, what do you say, actually! And proportions... that, that..."

Tesfir leans down as he tangles his hands.

Again, the embarrassment seemed embarrassing, and Ars couldn't even hear what he was saying with Gonyogonho in the second half.

First, I decide to try to put it into practice as Alice told me.

"Fia, you saved me... so forgive me"

For a moment Tesfir's red face was about to smile. But it was to stop poker and thinking along the way. I don't even have to think about the veracity of cloudy words. There are no other words in the subject matter that I have not seen or not seen in the two choices. Everything else is synonymous with saying "saw".

Physical fitness is difficult for Ars. Because I can only answer as a magician.

Advice might do it, but that's oil in the fire. It's like diving into a fire.

"Uh-huh, that's... yeah, I knew it. So this is all you've been up to before me?

A serious eye was directed at Ars for upward reckoning. The red-haired girl sincerely asks, floating a thin, pale red on her cheek. Loki and Alice are both little plays? take care not to interfere too much and vacate the distance for one step. It's a matter of care, apart from whether it makes sense there.

To such a tehsphere. Ars misses his face and does his first glance in the distance.

Then he bent his back and put his mouth close to Tesfir's ear.

Shortly afterwards, I felt something magical or smoky blew out of Tesfir's head. The face that has been heated is certainly about to exhale smoke.

"Well, let's go home," Ars resumed his steps toward the transfer gate, which he saw. And Tesfir, standing behind him, gently laid his hand on his ear.