Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

The underground four tiers - I never felt anything more like getting down there and first thing I felt, something called air starch.

There's a blurry warm air somewhere, as if everything is about to go to sleep. If something called air remains on the spot, it must have been years, decades ago, deep underground like this.

The feeling of wrapping around my skin like mucus was uncomparable with the upper floors.

Just walking in here makes me feel like I'm going backwards into the river flow.

Standing down on the basement four tiers, Loki quickly felt it. Not only was I feeling sick just being here, but I was having difficulty perceiving something called magic. It became a method of detection, and instead of using my magic to perceive it, there was no such thing as being felt so much in the ordinary course of time. I'm not a magician here, even ordinary people would feel magic.

Something called magic equals the root of life that can exist anywhere. Therefore, it is something that exists everywhere, irrespective of its perceptibility.

Plus I felt inductive like someone was pushing me. Clearly and clearly understandable will. There was a stream of streams scattered in the sea of magic. This alone shows which way to go within the left and right divide.

(Creepy quiet enough...... but something on the magic is inviting you?

At the same time that magic is the underlying energy, it contains information that is impure enough by what it emits. So Loki felt "hand-invited" because she thought it was accompanied by strong emotions similar to desire.

But... first, to get a good idea of what's going on,

"It will be what. It's not a remnant here, but I feel full of natural magic. Is it possible?"

While alert, Loki accidentally spoke to the environmental changes from previous hierarchies.

Of course oxygen is thin, but that's not all. I felt that the abundance of air stored here was high in another ingredient that was not oxygen.

The fact that its identity is magic is felt enough by the skin.

"Look," Loki said, following Ars' indicated tip with her eyes. I thought she saw the cause.

"It's Mithril's fault. It's innumerable inside the deposits, so maybe they're interfering with each other and flowing. Then the brightness here is probably caused by the magic on the upper floor. It's so pure. Considering the material of the AWR, it is possible that the slightly captured magic passes through the interior like a passage. The magic gathered on the upper floor will be gathered downstairs."

If you look at the light that dulls inside, it feels like it's flowing. There is no way to be sure even if that was an illusion of the eye that was hit by the air here.

Why such abundant magic exists inside deposits that are inherently unrelated to pure magic. I'm sure there's no explanation other than the hypothesis that Ars just said.

"I can only assume that Mithril is purifying the magic information captured. Prevent degradation? Should it be called activation"

That's why there's only magic here that doesn't contain information.

Originally such a place is called a nature where demons and humans do not exist. Life can't even exist in a place like this, so it must be by Mithril without having to guess.

Even Ars, who has been out in the outside world more than once, never felt more magical.

"More than that."

Loki also continues to Ars, who shakes his face and checks the area.

The structure of the underground four tiers showed a wide range of high ceiling passages creepingly destinations. Ars and Loki are surrounded by passages stretching from left to right.

Neither can you see from here how far they go in the light ahead. I guess there's a sidewalk somewhere, but even looking left and right, it seemed a long way ahead.

The structure itself is slightly similar to the subterranean hierarchy, but it does not mean it is exactly the same.

I quickly got an allegation like looking for a mistake.

"Well, don't feel bad"

"Yes, this hole is not naturally occurring."

There was a hole in the wall about the fist. The number of distractions is irregularly arranged and a little windy.

A slight wind noise reminds me of the sound of a whistle and sounds continuously like a wooden spirit.

Without a linear peek in, the light of the misrills was also leaking from the back with the wind as I turned my eyes.

"Is it still a maze-like structure"

"I guess. I don't think it's that different from the top, but the difference has increased."

"It's so creepy, it's quiet."

No matter, signs of demons, not wind noises.

traces of the presence of the chemical. The sound has disappeared after giving away such magical foreign objects.

"Yeah, the fight up there was noisy, but it seemed like you didn't even have to rely on powerful magic. The mutation rate didn't seem so different from normal bodos."

…………

Loki opened her mouth after a glimpse of Ars' complexion, consciously as if to decide.

It was inevitable that the tension ran slightly on his face. The anxiety bell was ringing in my chest.

Fighting in front of him as a shield for Ars is where Loki, as a partner, never made it happen. It is unwillingness that it was decided by his malaise to assume its original role, but we can never let Ars fight in vain now.

Loki builds the mood.

"This hierarchy should be wider than you think, right?

"Even if you calculate, you'll have twice as many hierarchies."

"Al......"

"Hmm?"

Ars turned somewhat to perceive Loki's mood as her anxious voice unwillingly appeared on the table.

"Don't worry about that. Better than you think. It must have been nice not to have had a battle-like fight so far. Recovery? You should be on your way to. Maybe it's some kind of demonic drawing that needs to be adjusted for internal magic, but that's enough."

Looking into Ars' powerful eyes, Loki exhaled with great shoulders just to reassure him as well.

But anxiety still lingers when the cause is not known... while it builds up.

With the Felinera rescue approaching (...), Loki stretches her spine up and turns back to Ars.

"Okay? I've told you many times, Al, but avoid wasted wear and tear. This is not my fault. It's the best!

Just a little more rhetorical, Loki speaks to the highest position where she tends to be impotent.

"I know. I know it's not in good shape right now, it's my body. And if you need to be a little impotent... trust me on that."

In the wake of Loki's words, Ars also sincerely returns them.

The serious response made Loki nod with no room for lies or anything else to get in. But Loki leaked a voice that seemed to disappear, "I trust you," amid a slightly fallen face.

The sound of anxiety, which rang slightly in Loki, was slowly subsiding. I settled whether it was conveniently interpreted or in any case “because of my mind”.

Such an arrow tip...

"I'm gonna help you now."

Loki waited with a slightly strange feeling for Ars' behavior, which he now confirms once left and right.

Without having to be told by Ars, Loki turns her foot to the right aisle.

Immediately after...

"It's creepy that there's no sign of any demons, but you can't say that either. All we have to do is search through this hierarchy."

(What...)

My heart bounced big once. The finish was a shock and caused Loki's feet to stick to the ground. Ars' words uttered on his back inflate anxiety in Loki to the point of certainty.

My hand, which I took forward to hide from him, had made my fist so strong that blood seeped through it.

My body trembles slightly. Loki bit her lip with her back to Ars.

I lean over with a face distorted by creasing and sinking pain.

Really for a moment, something was decided shortly after I conceived it in Loki.

Whether it's sweat or blood, open your hands gently and look back as if nothing had happened.

"Al, detection still doesn't work here. But it would take too long for the two of us to look around together."

"Loki......"

Somehow, Ars would have guessed the intent, too. Loki, who controlled the tip of the plane, continued ahead as he intercepted his sharpened eyes.

"Of course, I know what Al is trying to say. I also see Serketo demons up there, so there can't be anything wrong with seeing the difference in power. Ning Lo, I am more worried about Al."

Making a smile, Loki stands one finger to stab the nail "So". What Ars would have suggested first if it were supposed to be.

Loki has to dare put that in her mouth.

"So why don't you decide on the time and come back here once. If you go from left to right, you can search quite a range. If there is no danger, we will rescue Mr. Ferrinella and bring him this far. Turn back once, if at all difficult, and head with Al. Of course, if Al seems to be fighting high rates, I'll turn back here once and for all"

The method presented as a compromise could have forced a futile battle on Ars like Loki had said earlier. If we can still search efficiently, it's a suggestion that we have to stop.

Now that we are in contention for a moment, we cannot even detect it, and our search in vast spaces can only move directly using our bodies.

With just a few thoughts, Ars lets Loki cover her fingers with his hands to add more conditions.

"Thirty enough."

"Okay."

"We can't get in touch with each other here. So unleash the superior concurrent offensive magic directly onto a large near-field misrill. It will depend on the distance, but this clear place could ripple through."

Nodding loudly, Loki confirms the time with a license. Inside the deposits it is suspicious to function accurately, but for the first time only the time indication seemed to be alive.

"Al, we must help Mr. Ferrinella."

"Of course."

As if each other would rebel, Ars ran like a wind to the left, and Loki ran to the right.

It was quick to lose sight of the two backs.