Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

In front of the curtain building, currently being treated, Iris stopped his leg feeling Zowari and his whole body making noise.

Iris is able to accurately recognize that he is a monster.

I mean, you don't have to worry about her being aware of death. None, with the exception of Ars, could give her enough fear that her whole body bubbled.

It's not strength, it's practically impossible, but therefore her hazard sensors remain broken. I hope this isn't a false alarm, but the experience I've built up as her magician appeals to me that there can be no false alarm.

Iris only turns his neck and raises his gaze.

The breeze curled up my hair and improved my vision.

(--!! What's going on!?

The end of that gaze, with its eyes wide open, is pointed far above. This is where the line of light went through earlier.

I still left only white smoke, and a slight slice of light that I could hope for was drawn like a tail. It was like a crack in the sky.

But when Ilyis saw —— the light that was running to break the sky was eroded from the edge.

There can't be a first on a sunny day, the darkness consumes the light from the front. I tried to envelop the light and swallowed it.

A bright black mist swallows up to the edge of Iris' vision at an awesome rate. It eroded the light in reverse, as if to trace the source from which it was emitted, and finally hid behind the deposits.

black fog, it looked more like it was actively swallowing light than passive.

It seems as if we are devoting all our energies to tracing the original rather than removing threats from the light. It is not a substitute that can be called roughly magic.

An event beyond people's knowledge that cannot be exhausted to the brush tongue. An unexplained disaster.

But......

But……………….

In Ilyis' brain, a possible person comes to mind for this inexplicable event. Ilyis knows a power similar to that one. I've seen it straight away. That's why I was able to get to the person I thought of.

(If...)

Those eyes reflect far more anger emotions than astonishment.

It was as if the expression of Ilyis, spitting in the sky, had created a deep wrinkle between his brows.

"Fuck, fuck!? Ars, we're coming in. Things have changed."

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It was not until more than an hour after entering that Iliis came out of the curtain building.

As he was sweating enough to wet his whole body, Ars was fanning with his hand as he exited the curtain building and sending the wind into his clothes. And that shoulder has been dropped for not even lifting an arm to say a hundred million robberies.

Behind him came Iris out with a face that was tired like he hadn't slept for a few days. Seems like a terrible change compared to when I came in.

Needless to say I was obviously helping.

There was no grudge, but Ilyis' one eye was slightly cramped.

And the last thing that came out was Flynn with her young grassy hair tied behind her. Especially in this she looked like she was spitefully opening her heavy eyelids in a foothold that was going to fall even now. He was shaking his body tremendously, and his vitality was no longer at the bottom.

I still have to pack it up from now on, and I have to stick my knees tight with Ars and think about my treatment policy, but...

"No, I'm so sleepy..."

"Get some rest, Flynn"

Flynn rubbing her eyes is also sweating abnormally like after a full run of disease. But enough sleepers were attacking her to beat it. Healing magic reigns at the top of every task in the sense of rubbing down nerves.

I can only thank Ars for his words about laboring Flynn, who has nearly lost his mind many times.

"Oops," he lends his shoulder to Flynn, who is about to fall, and Ars carries it as it is. As much as this, it won't be bitter, no matter how much, for hours. I can't thank her enough.

Flynn won't be able to lift his head for the rest of his life just by joining his arms.

Flynn took a quick nap on Ars' back. Your clothes will be wet and disgusting, but I'm guessing her brain needs more rest right now than that.

"Hey, Ars. I'm not listening. You, you know what you did. No, forget it."

Iris, a grudge, immediately broke the question himself. Either way I did the same thing myself, so I feel like there's no point in continuing the language of blame.

Iris, who was helped to treat Felinera Socurento inside, overflowed with a grand sigh.

"Whatever, what. But no, no... no, no, no, no, no."

"Don't make a scene. You said something."

"Although the place would be too bad. If someone asks you, you'll be in trouble, Ars."

To the sharp gaze of Iris, who blows his fatigue, Ars only moved his eyes next to him.

"Is there any trouble? I finally got to be a magician. I did everything I could, this guy and me."

"Neither do I."

"Oh, I did. Ma, I'll have to... leave it to you."

"Come here, I'll leave you to luck"

"Can you leave it to luck or something? It's up to Ferri."

"If you say so, I gave you strength, too. I need you to connect me. You go that far, it's okay."

Iliis throws a light word, as he has abandoned himself.

Her words don't get serious, they make her feel easier. After all I've done, it doesn't suit Ars sexually to pray hand in hand. Perhaps it would be different if there were God, but if there were, humanity would have suffered a lot of painful manipulation.

Such a god is forgiven.

"Are we withdrawing?

Suddenly Ars saw how the base was and interpreted it that way. There was some surprise at the signs of withdrawal, but it is doubtful whether it is in a state where it can be withdrawn immediately after fulfillment.

"Oh, that's the best part. Als, I served my purpose. You won't be needing me anymore. Or greed?

Maintain a base while destroying demons inside the deposits so you can mine Mithrills?

If asked so, Ars returns an answer that turns out to be "No way".

This is all there is to a single magician, and I don't fool around to mislead the draw. I have a firm feeling that I will only suffer any more unexpected damage than I have no reason to. That's what it is. You can say it's made that way.

It's like racing chicken till you die.

There's no point in staying here unless you're so stupid or even want to die.

If you dare to look for a reason to stay.

"But some people are actually wounded. It also takes a lot to carry out. No rest, just build a pile of corpses. The demons inside the deposits are troublesome even if they stay."

"You think I'm not thinking about anything. You are. There's also a transfer gate, so it's not that far apart in distance. Besides, the healing magician unit is still in therapy, and Flynn has already healed the seriously injured. I have some calculations to make, but I'm not going to be able to do it."

"The top is Ilyis, so I don't talk. I was able to rescue Ferri. I don't want any more. Now, hurry that far. Something's wrong, isn't it?

An earlier strip of light broke the sky over it.

That's enough to tell you what Ilyis is looking at. But that's not the end of the story. Now the darkness that devoured the light from the other side bisected the sky. It's like a fight between light and darkness.

And the armies went up to darkness.

If it were offensive magic, that light would extinguish a few kilometres around it. It was superior to the highest output a magician could produce.

It was the shade of pitch black that exceeded it. I can't even tell the difference between being magical about it.

In addition, Iliis tells the two single magicians who rushed to reinforcements, revealing even the connection between the deposits and Babel.

Even the alus of boulders showed difficulty there.

However, it's against the hassle of more trouble.

"I guess so. If you look at the demons inside, it's obvious. I didn't think you were blunt enough not to notice."

"Besides, a single magician's little girl said something funny."

What a rough way to put it, Ars turns a white eye. I don't have to feel bad for a "little girl” who said she didn't want to call me by name.

I didn't mean to say it now more somehow because from Ilyis they are all just little girls or lads.

I thought the deposit was used as an experimental facility.

"You didn't have that idea. It doesn't matter now."

"I agree, but that's not how the guys up there are. And with the magician at the scene, if it was true, the peril would increase near the deposits."

While carefully choosing the words, Ars told him by that name what Ilyis was trying to say.

"[Demi Azur]"

"What do you mean, all that stuff pops out? Not to mention the fact that there's always an S-rate class inside the deposits every hierarchy."

"Definitely. That's what Ilyis is trying to say, isn't it?

"Oh, if Demi Azur is a mineral deposit, how many are unleashed"

"That's not going to make it out that way, but it could mutate in the outside world. Honestly, [bad eating] is out of hand."

I don't like SS rates like [Demi Azur] and don't want to deal with them. If there's a stock in life, an arm test would be good, but it doesn't do more than being human.

It's a weird story for the crusading person to say, but it's a level that doesn't spill out like an end magic explosion.

But, yes, it doesn't sound as pessimistic as you say it with your mouth.

If there was anything like fighting again, I was also confident that I could win without worrying anyone anymore. As a precaution, Ars, who had returned from the deposits, had ascended to a height that seemed unrelated to fear.

"Even if it's not an S-rate demon, there may be troublesome evolutionary individuals out there."

The demons in the deposits are usually different from the types in the outside world. There are few human parts. Purpose or desire. Some verses are tied to something one emotion instead of thinking complicated.

It is likely that a fairly advanced study had been carried out in Babel.

Ars' hypothesis is that the subject of the study conducted in Babel, its disposal site, is a mineral deposit.

Even though it was an experiment, not an abandonment, it is unknown what the impact would be if the object in the demon went out into the outside world.

It's impossible to figure out the real problem, the total number of demons, so there's nothing we can do after all.

But Ars blows optimism about such an upcoming problem.

"Isn't this good this time? Let's just think about what's coming... you."

"Wow!

Iliis' scratch didn't get to stop Ars' leg going ahead.

Voice of a girl who has accumulated a vain and sounding age.

To rest Flynn even for a short time, Ars heads to a painting where the curtain hall for treatment gathers.

But on that road.

Before the three of them, Fannon and Garginis were waiting. No sign of Excelles was found, and Loki, who was supposed to have full body wounds before the two of them, greeted them in a more perfect position than anyone else.

Overlaying your hands in front of your body is also a state-of-the-art maid standing up for you.

"Good luck, Al"

Loki lowered her eyes lightly with a flashing grin on her mouth.

The two behind us have to explain later, but Ars only tells us the results first. Probably both Fannon and Garginis came to hear that.

Because they helped me to do that. If you look at it the way you wear it, you don't have to let the dead out and not question the operation of the association. If the association starts in earnest, the army will even be able to reduce the number of personnel to be cracked into defense.

Still good. No one can complain if someone helps you, trying to help you with your intentions.

So the highest-class healing magician in his knowledge tells the result of all his efforts.

"No problem. Ferri's treatment is a success."