Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

Then there was something in Ars that had been bothering me for a long time.

Iris is also a contemporary magician. For decades she had honed her technology in the back world, building her own theory and applying it magically.

Even if we remove the presence of the demonic eye, no, I suppose we should say that we are successfully utilizing the properties of the demonic eye.

One of them had something to do with Ilyis not having an AWR.

Most of all, I found a connection between the magic ceremony she had and the one Loki had engraved on her arm, and I was trying to find a thread for the resolution... anyway, it seemed that only Ars was serious.

"Mm-hmm."

I could hear a sweet, crisp, warm exhale leaking indoors. I tried to indulge, but an unintentionally glossy voice rang from the girl's mouth, roughly unimaginable from the outside.

It overflows against my will from the back of my throat so that I can get fever. And each time, the girl had diverse reactions such as twisting her hips, clapping her neck, and sometimes pinning and stretching her body muscles.

"Hey, stop!? I don't remember forgiving you that much! Ahhh!?

The girl - Iliis feels acutely the sensation transmitted from her skin and looks up at the ceiling vigorously as if she had also been subjected to an electrical shock.

I'm sure if anyone had a peek at this sight from the rooftop garden, it wouldn't be a sensitive story or anything, it would look somewhat obscene.

Looking at the reaction of the split Iliis, I'm sure this indoor is still like a conjunction of royal marquis aristocracy at noon, and that should naturally be imagined with age regulations hanging.

Regardless, no matter how they look, they even make you smell like crime...

Either way, Ars protests with regrettable faces the reflective behavior that can be taken as such a girl's oddity.

"Just watch the magic ceremony on your arm, don't raise your voice that's going to be misunderstood. I'll be ashamed of this one."

"No way! Do you have a guy who touches his skin like that or not?

Ilyis bared his voice as he left a hint of majesty on his bright red stained cheeks. Age, eat, some shame seems to remain.

If this were old enough for the year, just as Ars would have escaped from this room.

Anyway...... I get poured from the rooftop garden all at once, no more, the tense Loki gaze is too painful. A gaze for surveillance purposes would make sense, but Loki's eyes have puppeted eyes that are infinitely closer to emotionless.

Ars corrects his dwelling and once again drops his gaze on the magical formula that is engraved in Ilyis' arms. Now I grabbed my arm firmly.

Ars' never-seen formula was seen on the surface of the youthful skin with firmness and shine. Arrangements had been added considerably from the pedigree ceremony, and the knowledge of Ilyis' knitted magic ceremony had been aggregated. Regardless, magical formulas can be carved directly into the body in principle. The exercise of magic would also be possible enough.

It's just a different matter of whether this works well as a magical circuit on a lasting basis. No, Ars is convinced from the fact that the magical formula assembly is different from what it engraves on the AWR.

"Well, if you try to assemble a magic formula in terms of carving it into your skin, the composition of the formula you carve it into AWR will also change"

"You can do it without the power of the Devil's Eye, so it's not helpful. Better than that. It's so awkward and hostile."

"Oh, right. I was wondering if you could help me decipher the ceremony that was inscribed on Loki."

The original purpose is there. I didn't expect much, but if I could decipher it completely, I thought I might find a way to solve it.

The most complete magic that demons are supposed to use. It would probably be possible if the [lost character (lost spelling)] of the formula to be configured could be deciphered.

But the analysis, albeit Ars, has to pay the price for an uninterrupted amount of time.

"Is there still only the crusade of the [World Serpent" Yormungand "], the sorcerer"

"I'm not very knowledgeable either, because the tracking magic of this hand used by the magician varies in duration depending on the magic power of the surgeon and the intensity of the information. Normally, if the magician dies, it will be inevitable that the magic will disappear... but when it is said whether it falls into the category of demon"

"I can't say for sure that's the trouble."

We have to imagine what complete magic means to be able to do, what not to be able to do, what not to be able to be polite. Perhaps even yes can be produced from nothing. It had endless possibilities, so to speak.

The only hand you can hit is to defeat the demon. But there is no guarantee that even that engraving will disappear.

"Thank you. I knew I had to crusade early first"

"Good for you. I'm sorry about the rest, but if you let go of the hand that's holding my arm by that fervent time, there's nothing to say."

Iris, finally out of Ars' custody, took a deep breath, huffing and sending the wind to his neck with his hands. Then when I pull my sleeve and hide my arm, I go into the kitchen to distract the heat.

Tea and milk will be prepared which would have been brewed by Ilyis himself. One is tea deserving of low temperatures with elevated hot air, the other is cold milk with water droplets floating in the glass.

Grabbing the cold milk first, Ilyis drinks it up all at once. It is full of drinks until it is refreshing.

Then Ars also put in a word before holding his tea. Is it instant or not? This is not an elegant taste, it has a rich bitter taste of what harassment it is, and it will always paralyse me over my tongue. It was tea with a strong habit.

Ku ~ Ars left his eyebrows open before a young girl who looked delicious in front of her.

It makes me feel like I'm even bothered to do it with a nice drink.

I hate eating, so I want to be treated as an adult, while the childish side stays the same. I guess I don't even want to grow tall.

If there's anything to say to Ilyis who looks delicious drinking milk here, he might, in particular, keep talking for a long time.

Als sipped his tea again in a complicated mood. Exactly the right bitterness for your current mood spreads into your mouth.

The two men in the rooftop garden enjoyed themselves for a long time and were in the midst of raising water to the flower beds. This was another smiling sight, letting Latifah hold a silver temple in her hand and holding her wrist as Loki guided her.

We are working together to water them.

I think it's going to take a little longer from how it goes, and Ars presents a topic he wants to dispose of right now.

That's just Ars, too. He pleaded the rudeness of drinking while standing up for tea, and now he's settling back in his chair.

"I have a message from Kreisman Teaching"

"Who, that. I don't have as much free time as I remember my name."

Of course, I expected Iris to react, but it seems like it would be a good idea to pick a few more words because it is called teaching.

"No, I don't think this is the first time Ilyis has done this. He's a second magic school teacher. But he's also part of [Babel] 's investigation team."

Pickle and Iliis' eyebrow butt reacted and her consciousness was clearly poured onto Latifah behind her. I care about her, but naturally Ars is woven into it.

That said, I just made the report on Babel an illiis, and I didn't think there would be any progress.

The report is also, in fact, a consideration in positioning it as a presence alongside the Heads of State.

So Ars decided to tell her as well as she heard the first time.

"From Babel's basement, they found a giant horizontal hole. That's the report."

"Didn't something come up"

"Not yet, it looks like"

Even so, Iliis showed no deep interest. That's not the way to dress. She herself, where she heard the report, seemed to be flushing lightly.

At the same time there must have been some doubts, I immediately made a small difficult face and tilted my neck. I can see a plain question mark floating over her head.

"Oh, I know what you're trying to say. At that stage, you don't even bother to report it."

"That's the place."

I also feel overly nervous when asked if there were any serious developments or new discoveries that needed to be reported during the investigation phase.

Not to mention the detailed details that came up to Ilyis, it's hard for you to fit in.

That is certainly true by reason. Certainly not important for Ilyis, who is in a busy chairmanship, to make the most of his limited time.

but ahead of the thought Ars has reached, that conclusion has chosen an ominous word.

"I told you about Babel before."

"Oh, for a long time. Crokel was taking over the research, which is generally convincing. I agree with you about the research that was going on in Babel."

A study that was taking place in Babel. It is specifically a study of the human pillars that replace Latifah, supposedly succeeded by Croquel. At least he was hitting some hands to save Latifah. One of them is also the reconstruction of the world.

The same goes for the research that Crokel took over, but there should have been an initial study in which Latifah became the human pillar in the first place.

Organized these chronological orders, Ars softly places the cup on the table, as he left uncomfortable. For about a beat, I decided to pass on the idea exactly as it was after I put it between them.

"Babel's construction time should obviously be after the demons have broken out. But there must have been some kind of research done before that."

Ars stares at Ballard Castle, which combined the laboratories. Now that there is no certainty about anything, I will lay that guess aside and tell the rest.

When Ars heard about this horizontal hole - that is, the underground tunnel - various possibilities were showing a spread at overspeed. I guess Ars was finally consciously able to keep up with the calculations he couldn't successfully output.

"Hey, if I was considered a research subject in Babel... there must have been other subjects. More importantly, if Crokel said it was done more than before he took over, there must have been less of a failure. He (Krokel) said he saw signs of transformation into demons. So it turns into a monster."

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The same was true of Iris, who clogged his throat and opened his eyes wide, calculating a number of possibilities.

Although I have a bad feeling about it, it's certainly something I can't ignore.

Think in part about the possibility that maybe that failure has turned into a demon.

"Wait a minute! Can you do that?"

"I can't, I thought... because I saw that Latifah look"

Yes, Latifah was transforming a large part of his body into a demon, confirmed not only by Ars, but also by the heads of state.

There are probably the main factors, such as chronos body tissue. It can't be any demon. Otherwise, the magician would be infected by just bathing the demon's body fluids.

I guess taking it into the flesh under various conditions will see some erosion, Ars thinks.

Horizontal hole in the basement, I only have a bad feeling.

And that hunch was trying to show one answer to the sentiment Als had all along.

With an emotionless voice, Ars uttered the biggest question he had ever gotten to at the end.

"Hey, Iris. I wonder where the failed subject was dumped. You can't bring something that's transformed into a demon to the outside world without being Krokel. Above all, are the failures really dead?

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Even Ars is supposedly dead once, but the fact that even the power of the devil's eye now lives forever in this way. Maybe he's dead as a human being...... so which one of them has transformed into a demon?

If it is a demon, does that mean death as a demon?

Has that body collapsed and scattered like ash?

And was there anyone who would immediately terminate the demon that had mutated into a research facility with only researchers?

Doubt raises questions.

In the end, Ars couldn't find the thread for the resolution. Still, the more I think about it, the less I can solve it.

Ars tried to paralyze his tongue with dark eyed tea, feeling a little bumpy about mouthing predictions he couldn't be sure of.