Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

Pleasure to meet you, yes. The Kreisman teaching asked me to do so when I reached the top floor.

Was he satisfied that he had finished his coarse talk, with his well-done face, going down the stairs with fries? Did the shoulder load come down, the light footsteps seemed to sound and sound forever.

Contrary to such teaching, Ars creates a wrinkle between his eyebrows and leans in. I feel like walking without looking forward is just as dangerous, but I'm sure there's no problem there. Maybe that's fine with him making a mistake he doesn't love otherwise.

Either way, if you're in danger, you just have to speak up. Yes Loki walks just a little further ahead of Ars.

but that's just her too. I'm worried about the eyes he floated earlier, and I'll just call her out.

"Al, what's wrong? No, what's wrong with you? Are you referring to the underground tunnel that Teaching Kreisman was saying?

"Oh, Babel has a history of being built as a research facility in the first place. You've talked about the [Ballard Castle] hypothesis I mentioned before. Maybe Babel was originally Ballard Castle."

"Yes, I did hear you on the way to the meeting,"

"The point is, that's how it was made. It just shouldn't be irrelevant. Even at a distance, yes. It was built by the royal family, so it couldn't have been the territory of another country until the tower of Babel was built today."

"Perhaps so. If, as Al said, Ballard Castle was a castle built before the tower of Babel, it would be too good a bug to be irrelevant"

"We talked about possibilities, which is why Cicernia had certain access to Babel and more information than any other country"

Loki was superficially calm and Tsuji said, "You will!?" He raised his voice.

Cicernia had some knowledge of Babel's circumstances because the Aalzeites were deeply involved in this matter. Whatever that was, I'm not sure who led it, and it was impossible for Cicernia to break into Babel herself.

"And what the hell was Babel's research in the first place?

A sudden question came to the back of Ars's brain, and he uttered it without any particular thought - an unconscious manifestation as if it were a bedtime speech.

"Isn't that a protective wall to keep demons away?

…………

It's the simplest answer, but there Ars remembers to catch on. In other words, assuming that research had been taken over from Ballard Castle, Babel's research would mean before the demonic invasion in the first place, so it's odd to be wary of demons at that point where no confirmation of existence has been obtained.

Assuming you knew the demon existed, then where did that come from...

With seven countries today, the Arzecil continent is the last fortress to invade.

The two walk side-by-side down the hallway on the top floor, passing through a number of windows. From there, the hierarchy of the Association's headquarters was sufficient, and there was a great view.

Without realizing it, Ars sinks into the sea of thought.

It was Loki who raised Ars' consciousness to sink everywhere like that.

"Al, Al! Probably, but isn't it here?

Door indicated by the stopped Loki. There was attached a "room for the chairman" and a handwritten plaque.

"Wow, you have no majesty or shit. It's easy to understand."

"Apparently, what do you call it? Wow - I feel so personal, is it my fault?

"No, I think it fits. Anyway, should I save you the trouble of looking? It's going to be a long time if you hang on."

"Right. It's troublesome to get involved."

Ars and Loki poke each other in the face once drawn in front of the door. They spend the same amount of time together at the outer base [Wiktor], albeit for a short period of time with Ilyis. Because of that, I've had a good look at her childish, annoying parts.

Because of this, I even feel resistant to knocking on my Iliis opponent.

If the act of two facing each other and staring at each other also goes out of the way, it's something that makes it harder to cut your gaze. They turn into each other's awkward air as if they were chained together.

But it was rarely Loki who cut it out early. She drops her gaze to Ars' chest to encourage even caution.

"Be careful what you talk about Babel"

"I know. I'm not that insensitive, but forever, that's why. For her sake."

Ars, who meditated on one eye, emitted in a tone that would teach him the opposite. I guess it's a harsh story to bother poking at a heavy story. Probably the other one in the room. Because it's not supposed to be a fun story for her.

Still, if she's going to live in this world for a long time to come, there's no way she's running. At least Ars has his hands full and wants her to see and feel the different worlds.

The door opens suddenly and roughly, as if to tear away the soggy air.

There was Ilyis wearing a bright red robe and a frustrating and carefree grin.

"Hey, you two, why don't you stop standing around and go in? This wasn't supposed to be such a dairy place, huh?

"... a, Mr. Ilyis! Don't say anything nasty. I was serious."

"Wow, I'm getting tangled up, so I heard something."

"That's it!! And, you know, pick a place."

Loki, disgraced by the mojo, lifted her cheek disgustingly by Iris, who worked her old heart.

"Nfufufufu, you naughty bastard. That doesn't start anything unless you put it in your mouth."

"I don't care about that. Just get in there."

Ilyis, who faces through a slightly open, double-open door, is blocking the entrance for entry.

Ars deplores the fact that his expectations just got hit that he was involved.

Either way, I'm sorry it's going to be so long, and I couldn't go out with Ilyis trying to start a topic like this on this flat.

Iris, who shifted his gaze from Loki to Ars, sighed rudely at how he told him to do it.

"I'm here at this busy time. I guess that's a lot of business, kid."

Looking at Ars, who nodded simply, Iris invited them indoors, as he gave up.

In fact, Ars even has a verse in her arms as chairman that is taking off her hat. You'll have to say you're doing just fine. I won't put it in my mouth.

Neither did Ars expect the association to be on track so soon.

"Sounds good. No change?

"You've decided to march to Balmes on your own, so you have more work to do. It won't be until after the exam operation is over that we'll be in full swing as associations."

"Don't put it well. You know, you set me up to go to a meeting. So, what's going on over there? It's an exploration mission for deposits."

"Um, well, it's not a mistake. Because of the strong track record aspect, we can't push the challenge quickly. I know it's bad, but it's a simple mission to go and come back."

As Ilyis says, there is merit-making in the context of recruiting college students in the future as well in associations. With that in mind, each college made a name for itself. Though it is also dignified, it has attracted considerable lower preparation and backup personnel for this test operation. The association is also present in an exaggerated and comprehensive manner.

"I have no choice. I'm not using military personnel."

"It's taking a while, but I'm leaving it to the judgment of the scene, and a report of a direct end will come up"

While in conversation, Ars and Loki enter the office and private room of Iliis for the first time, kicking in. The interior is larger than Ars' lab, with stiff carpet on the floor. The ceiling is also about upstairs and there is even a glazed briefroom with a large table at the end.

There is a shelf lined up along the wall that is more packed with paperwork relationships than bookshelves. If I looked around Chirali, it also contained specialty books such as magic related books. Originally, she was magically constantly gathering information to avoid being left out of time. The point is, I'm keen to study.

"-!! Al...... Al!

Suddenly, Loki pulls Ars' hem to draw attention. Quite in a hurry, as never before.

Looking back, Loki's face remains sideways without looking at Ars, complaining with his fingers in the direction of the problem.

Als turns his face in the direction she points to so that he can be followed, as confused as Loki is. Ars was distressed about how to react.

There was something too unusual in front of me. I guess I should describe it as being right.

Iris walked straight to his desk without worrying about this one. Even to ask her for an explanation, I felt that back was looking at this one's reaction funny.

Eyes such as Iliyce's shiatsu pour from over his shoulder.

In short, in front of Ars and Loki, there was a strange person.

Sitting in a manual wheelchair, on his knees hung a blanket from which the ankles visible were so thin that there was only bone and skin.

Muscled ankles, bright white skin. Even the blood vessels seemed clear.

If you raise your gaze further, you have golden hair wrapped around the back. Beautiful, well-maintained hair. There are indoor lights floating over my hair. However, even if it is wrapped up, its golden hair is ridden like a small, round animal on its knees. How long on earth can we stretch that far if we don't cut it?

Ars and Loki floated the mundane question, but it was not there that the two were bewildered by the reaction.

Though dressed in cute clothes with frills, the face at the heart didn't look like Ars and Loki.

I mean, he's wearing a cover that mimics animals softly from his head, and he's getting his hair out of a smooth neck gap. The cover has pinned ears, rounded drawn eyes, several beard-like stretches from the cheeks to the side. In short, he was wearing cat coverings. It's hard to say how exquisite it is to flatter.

Neither Ars nor Loki immediately came up with words about what to say to the girl, who completely hid her expression.

I hear a little rough breathing from the air hole to breathe, whether it's hot or hard to breathe.

Then the wheelchair girl changes the angle of the subject upwards so that she looks up a little. What you want to convey from your expression is completely unreadable. What a dark state in the back of my eyes, I'm even scared of Ning Ro.

I can't even just ignore it, but I don't know if I should praise you for looking good, or worry about your head.

The subject then turned to the black eyes provided as a design, then leaned to the side cocoonly. Is it not the right size, restlessly fluttering and shaking like a neck pretend doll?

The girl looks badly panicked, pinching and securing the cover with both hands.

Of course I know both Ars and Loki about her. I know, but I even felt like things had changed a lot.

"... what are you doing, Latifah"

"Brother, it's been a while......... 'I said you'd come to see me, but it's late, and I'll make you wait, and it's almost there'"

The creaking, weird-sounding voice got stuck leaking out of the air hole. Hard to hear, but more difficult to hear is a whisper towards the end of the story.

Whatever the intent was, I couldn't even hear Ars and Loki at this distance about what they were saying about Mogomogo.