Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

It started raining.

It has carried a shivering rain sound as a foretaste too ominous. The sounds bump into each other, and as they mix together, they simply wet the bodies of the magicians they find themselves in.

Oren pasted an invincible grin and took a step back. Just a step back, he never moved a step from there.

I don't even touch the sword I carry, I'm just watching.

Excelles could only learn from it again.

As they say...... just doing nothing is an obstacle to the pride of a detective magician.

When a mole crawled up from her neck --.

"You should stop. You're just gonna be targeted, too."

"Huh!?

And he looked back, and excellence, of Oren, heeded his counsel, and let him draw a mole. I told him his eyes were terribly vague and it was extra advice. Never out of kindness.

Because the light in his eyes seemed to make even Ilyis a good enemy. He didn't blink one when his eyes were wet with rain.

Regardless, I didn't forget Excelles either. He was accompanied by the president of the association, Iris, for a few purposes.

I was the one trying to do the extra thing.

Shortly after rethinking that thought, Excelles held his breath and stunned to open his eyes to the limit.

It feels as if I've gotten lost in the gap between time and time. What I'm seeing now is something my brain misidentifies and I suspect I'm insane.

Yes, the rain that was supposed to fall was perfectly still in the air.

It's lagging around, as if a huge amount of rain grains have stopped time. The grain, which could not even be counted, watered down the colour, and stopped time.

(Magic --!?)

The rain that keeps falling has stopped in place now, and the rain over it has also stayed beyond the laws of physics again.

If you look at it as magic, you can tell that this area is in the interfering of Ilyis. Finally, don't move, I know what that means.

Its arrowtip--.

Three or so large grains shake slightly in front of Excelles' eyes, a few centimeters away. A small bubble floated inside. Then a white membrane, like an embryonic membrane, arises in the center, and it expands.

It was an instant event. A distorted fish like a juvenile tore the embryonic membrane when movement was allowed to break through from the inside.

Never seen it, the fish felt roughly unrelated to life as an organism.

The newborn fish swim out in small rain grains.

It's as if the rain grains were acting as amniotic fluid. And that seems to be limited to sphere-shaped grains that have been stitched up in space. Otherwise this alien fish will come from Oren's eyes.

Fortunately, I wasn't worried about that.

But to be honest, a thousand won't do you any good.

It's beyond the realm of men to call it magic. Fannon and Garginis were chosen to be magicians, and they cross the realm of men in the sense of gifted talent.

But this isn't it. Isn't it even transcending the concept of magic, which looked that way to Excelles?

Oren's whistle plunders Excelles' ears.

At a time like this, I don't think so, but I guess his spare time is secured by not moving.

There shouldn't be anything we can do if we don't move from the previous words.

Even as we did so, an imminent threat came to alarm with its footsteps. What you hear clearly is the presence of a human being - a magician - running toward this one.

I'm going to let you know that that rough breath is imminent right there.

"Listen up! If you don't want to die, don't move as one! I don't know how to identify you."

Iris' heavy voice reaches everyone. No, a foreign fish emerges from massive rainfall grains. Dark blue body colors will be transparent and watermarked on the other side.

And as a feature, those juveniles had no eyes. The only place you should have eyes is with thin, eyelid-like lines. To call that an eye lid, the fish you're looking at is too small to tell.

Fish swimming freely around the air moved their bodies as if they had been freed, waving tails at varying speeds.

And until there's an Ilyis signal, those juveniles start preying on their mates. Predating one, its body swelled nearly double.

(What... this magic!? this magic)

If you sense this magic with [Invalid Mole (Ayrvnifs)]... I think so, but in the end Excelles decided to follow Oren's advice. When it comes to intelligence, it doesn't sound good, because she's just gathering information.

It's just not worth risking itself, either.

It was still not worth it because it might make Ningro Clevidito or Fannon worse off his position.

Even if they tell you not to move, it's the magician's sexuality that makes you feel like a warrior if a demon is imminent.

At least there are fish in this view who start eating together, so it seems better to be on your guard.

A few magicians were identified from the gaps in the trees. There won't be fifty meters at a distance. At a distance that just seemed slight, there would be several magicians beside them.

I knew immediately that they would not slow down by guessing this one's intentions and jump straight into this one.

Five even if I could just confirm it. A ghoulish emotion floats into their eyes as they jump in on the sliding procedure.

You must have seen it in the air, the monstrous fish now eat together repeatedly, with about thirty centimeters of individuals swimming more than a hundred.

"Keep your head down and stay still!

Shortly after Ilyis said away with momentum when he was angry —— a bunch of demons who followed them fly in unison.

A wide variety. A large group to be called precisely the Hundred Nights fills the field of vision.

Pale eyes —— with one of those eyes fully activated, Iris gently takes one arm to the eye position.

When his fingertips peeked slightly from inside his sleeve, Iris emitted with a scoffed voice.

"[Amtales, a paradise beneath the sea]... My children, the bait is coming from the other side"

You sensed a bunch of demons, the water fish expose their fierceness to see.

The fish that was circling around Excelles also swims on demons, like leopards.

And in an instant, the trend was decided.

Demonic advances, etc. It's like I can't stand my teeth. The intercepted magical fish ate the demonic body a thousand times with a tough jaw.

It's hard to say that a bite is fatal, like a bug, but if it adds up to dozens, the demon can't retain the prototype.

Spraying blood dyes the vibrant aquamarine-like body of a water fish.

Nevertheless, it is no longer insane to flock to the next bait. The outer shell of the demon is relatively hard, albeit individually different. What kind of jaw is made that doesn't take it for a thing?

Even though the body is made of water, it is too far from common sense.

Excelles doesn't have to follow Oren's advice, nor does he have the idea of doing something about this sight before him. I'm just watching it like it's happening.

Even if biting was an attack, the sight she was seeing was just a mess of food.

"I'm pushing it back," excellence mumbles. Invasion of a tsunami-like demon, its momentum stopped.

When the flesh pieces of the demon splattered, they rolled under my feet.

I'm not eating everything. One way or another, he's chewing it off.