Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

In a test survey dominated by this undergraduate student, Ars had been in a certain person before proceeding to the deposits in earnest.

It doesn't seem exhausting, but a complete system is laid to heal students.

I greeted her, and she showed her face, but the girl with her young grass hair and white coat just pointed the top of the Buddha at me.

She turned a bitter face to the teaser that she would be busy all at once from now on. If I had followed the steps, I would have returned to the mainland with my students, and I would have guessed at a time when that was unacceptable.

Listening to a novel complaint, Ars asked the gentleman.

"I didn't have a job that looked like a job, and no," he said, adding that kind of excuse.

Ars then turned his foot one foot to the deposits, which were the gateways.

We don't have much time to make progress inside the deposits. In the meantime, Ars was flying his consciousness far away.

There are no magical elements, just thoughts.

Warm winds roar, rough as they run away. Mysterious mineral deposits - underneath which I guess it's just turning into hell.

Although there is no evidence to determine its association with Babel, Ars predicts that this deposit is a Pandora's Box.

There must be a world different from the outside world so far.

There are two points of entry. One of the routes.

At the entrance where Oldwise and the others were in, right next to this base - apart from the entrance where the Ferrinellas went in.

Open your mouth wide and peek inside with your hands on the edge of the big hole, as if even the challenger could wait. The abominable glow of a pale, glowing misrille seems to scorch my back carefully.

The roaring hem of the coat drives Ars' heart. Among other things, Ars analyzes his condition - he was pressed by the need.

For the first time ever, the feeling of consciousness being squeezed so far...

This doesn't happen in the back job either. Even when I went on my own to crusade high rate demons, I never felt the black feeling that came in so much.

Not even in a hurry.

It's not like fear either.

Above all, it was at the end of killing emotions... there was no dos blackness like squeezing.

It's closer to narrow anger to be in Ars than that. To the irrationality of the world descending on everyone, with a tiny body called man, it was as if it was also trying to fight bachelorette.

Killing demons carries a corresponding risk. Naturally, the human side was also prepared to be killed, and so many magicians who could not now be counted were half-willed and breathless.

Ars may have resisted twisting everything in his power, even the reason of the world.

If we can save lives we can't save, maybe that would have twisted the world's systems. No, the very fact that humans are still fighting the absolute strong man of demons in the first place, trying to twist and bend something fateful - maybe trying to cover it up.

"Are you concerned?

She comes in hesitant at times like this. Sometimes just asking yourself questions doesn't solve it.

Ars nodded back at the voice offered like a helpboat.

"You're talking about Illumina and Karia."

Loki also nods back and steams back the story.

When I got out of the curtain, I was pulled over by the Illumina waiting outside. Ars couldn't have just a slightly cooler eye, like the one he pointed at at at the college, as he followed her to plead with his red, swollen eyes. I couldn't support you with her shoulders that were going to break my knee now.

I couldn't reach out to the word "help Ferri" - he said he was here to help.

The words Ars hung were not ideals with a hint of hope.

"Ferri may not be able to do it anymore," he emitted to only be heard by Illumina and Kalia.

The desperate faces that the two showed at that time were familiar. To keep him from having reckless expectations, Ars just did the same thing he's been through in the military.

Ars lined up his heartless words to them, tired of the battle and exhausted to the limit, both physically and mentally.

That's what I understand with my head.

I didn't choose the words to hang up such a chase because my condition is not complete.

Ferri's survival is unlimited if you think in the magician's world.

No one had to tell me, and that was something I had to be prepared for as a matter of course.

Because we cannot bring the dead back to life.

They should have figured it out. Whether that's rank one or not, it can't be covered.

So such barren regret passes through the brain as to why there was no one at the scene where Ferri was captured.

"But if you, Ars... if you, Ars... have a ferri..."

She leaked an unimaginable whimper from her normal illumina, wet her face in a squeamish, and withered her voice and begged.

The cries of sorrow were engraved with pain, as if they had stamped a burnt mark on Ars' chest.

Swallow the words you want to say, and Ars just sayin '"I'll do my best," without hesitation.

At a time like this, it itches to have only those words in your hand. No emotional cage, accustomed dialogue suddenly came out of my mouth.

Without even looking at Loki, Ars remained looking behind the passage marching on.

"I'm really... tired"

and so smudged. No matter how much power I gained and how much I deepened my knowledge, only my mind remained defenseless.

Accepting the other person's emotions means putting them right through your mind. I can't touch anything with my closed mind.

"Right. It's easy to say, but I think I'm very good at Al... because Al, who has fought in the outside world and now Al, is the Al I want to be beside."

"Well... I'm glad I did"

Does his age make him do that, Ars is struck by the feeling of his feet swinging on his lid. An out-of-popular experience must get in the way. The only way to keep yourself is with the experience you've built up to that point. Ars' experience is disconnected from his experience as a person. So nicely neglected, I can't help organizing my mind.

But it only stayed a little - because my mind pounds and moves my body, even though my head complains that Ferrinella won't help me.

Als just had some anxiety that was really hard to wipe. When Ferrinella was useless as a person's heart, the question of whether it could be accepted.

“What if” plundering the back of his brain in such a state of instability was horrible.

I have a feeling my erased emotions are starting to budge again. The human way of mind is more beautiful than anything else, while more brittle than anything else.

"Loki, if... if I lose myself, illuminate my feet. And I want you to shut up and watch... you're conflicted."

Lose sight, it must be dark, there's nothing there. I guess it's an empty place where you can't even be sure of an individual named yourself. The dark world created by anxiety must have been terrible and horrible for everyone.

Loki uttered unmistakable words in two replies so as to dispense with the pangs that had indeed fallen in the corner of Ars' heart.

"............ I understand. I don't even need Al to tell me. So let me now answer,"

Loki nodded deeply as she slowly lay her eyes down.

You expected it, and Ars also overflows a small sigh whether Loki would say so again.

"Always, everywhere, always beside you. Even if that was something unintentional to Al, it wouldn't change my will. Especially now..."

Behind the cloudy words, I guess the state of Ars is involved. Little weak noise of a magician who has been fighting all along on his own. It is also a testament to the fact that the fold of the heart that has protected itself has been the concern of people.

Maybe that's why she keeps regretting it until she dies without Loki on the spot.

"You did. I asked boring things. Perhaps the time has come to set apart many things already"

"-? Say? It's okay. I don't think everything's going to work, but it's still something that doesn't just fall for the worse."

The restful words are comforting now.

Without reason or anything, Ars lifted his cheek and returned it like this.

"It's like hitting the front and back of a coin... then you can cover it up enough"

"Yes!"

"You're here... you're fast."

A magician gathers around the style of a warrior of war.

Fannon-led elites dressed lightly and feathered short length coats in unified military uniforms. A moderately soft atmosphere seeps out behind the tight face.

Because of the feminine soft atmosphere from Fannon and Excelles, the overall colour of the squad was formed.

Fannon, the captain, had folded and held a small, shabby umbrella like a sun umbrella, and walked like a wand and slapped the ground with a knack.

Excelles has a large cylinder down each waist, and in this case, like Fannon's umbrella, it can also be considered heterogeneous.

But there are two things I'm lowering to my hips...

"It's called a three-vessel contradiction, so I thought there were three special AWRs."

Ars, who speaks of an otherwise loving prediction, raised some questions. Of course, Fannon was proud to talk, so it's not stingy to touch him.

Then she makes a circular arc with her mouth, and for a moment only a delightful face appears. But when you restore calm so that you can fix it immediately.

"I can't use that because of the addition or subtraction problem. The deposit will blow up without a trace, and Mithril could fall like rain. Then you're in trouble."

"Naturally."

"And if you correct one, the other isn't AWR."

and she leaves a grin immersed in joy, but she says silly if she is also unhappy that she is restricted from using it.

Regardless, it's a word that drives Ars' interest, but it doesn't make sense that it can't be used.

Garginis' troops were also assembled while doing so.

This one looked completely different from the Clebidite army led by Fannon. It's an old soldier's army of full-body armor, and they all look big.

I can see at first glance that it's not just armor, but even in seven countries, the full body armor (full armor) is about Halkapudia. Looking back at the history of magician evolution, I can nod, but Hulkapdia is heavily influenced by the current single magician [Gram].

Attacks can be the biggest defense, but it is common magician's idea, and even defense is usually done magically. Means of preventing demonic attacks do not exist other than magic, and avoidance is usually considered the best.

But it was Garginis' troops who left the will of Gram and Oldwise in colour, with different magic standards themselves. No, it's like we don't have standards, but in any case, Hulkapudia's AWR methods and standards are very different from those of other countries.

The captain, Garginis, is an instant giant man in red armor.

A magical formula carved thin on the armor - a heterogeneous compass that was unfamiliar there was incorporated.

"So, do you want to sign up? First place, if you can afford it, I hope Lord Oldwise searches there. There might be some kind of situation that keeps us from moving."

…………

Ars nodded silently, perceiving expectations and other sounds as if they were not caged.

Even if he's a former single magician, Ars sees it as about double digits if he fixes it to its current ranking. Decay would be imperative given that he has already been discharged.

In case you're hiding yourself somewhere, you can pick it up on your way home.

- I have to pick up Rae and Meir's sisters, too. It should get out of hand as we head downstairs.

underground hierarchy - the search was expected to be lice, as the breadth of each floor was not known either.

There are a total of fourteen Garganis troops.

Fannon's troops sent out ten men. The treatment of Iliis is in charge of one floor, but the problem was the existence of [the world serpent, Yormungand]. Somewhere Fannon or Ilyis just has to get him to turn to defense on the ground.

I've never been over to keep it ready more than I don't know how far [Yorumungand] can be perceived by the engraving engraved on Loki. Ilyis was accompanied by a strong view of the “protection of Loki”.

In that sense, Fanon Trooper's reinforcements, dubbed “impenetrable”, were ships on the crossing. I'll make out with my own self, but I know it from the end.

Of course, I won't say anything extra.

The necessary information was shared, and minimal courtesy was shown even if it did not have to be written off.

It was more than a battle against time, I had to ask Ilyis to dominate one floor in the short run. Discussed and acknowledged on the road so far. At least it's enough for me to get rid of some of the high rates.

Much information is gathered only in Ars and kept in the brain. The domination of each hierarchy can most certainly and most quickly rescue students.

Ars threw a cautionary word against all units instead of an ordinance.

"The demons inside the deposits draw a line with the demons of the outside world who have fought so far. A quick crusade is required, but be careful from downstairs. If your hand gets stuck, you can also look at pulling it back, and hit it here. The three remaining students - this rescue is our top priority."

Everyone heard Ars' words spinning pale with their mouths shut.

There's so much S-rate in there that you can't think of it normally. No one who leaves as one showed up to hear such information.