Sanzen no Souru Supina

■ Night 70: To the Great Library

"Ah."

"No?! Where did you go?

It was during this speech that the Izmas Infiltration Squad lost sight of the Vibronze Emperor: Lucatius.

The time that had been distracted and blinded by the raging of beautiful light blooming over it should probably have been a few minutes.

In the meantime Lucatius and the witch in blue disappeared from the private room neglectfully.

Target Lost.

Regardless of Snow, who was on the watch alongside him, he is also flabbergasted by the great failure of Isma and the rest of us.

Osmadra the Great: There is also evidence that Osmahim's way was to make a spider king and poke at his will.

"Damn, they did it!

Back to back with the tone, Isma jumped out of the lair created for me by the laurel bushes with some fun expression.

"Ma'am!

And Snow follows.

Burton's hand, stretched out reflexively, cuts the sky.

"Where, where have you been? It stays locked, so it's through the front door."

Jumping into the private room, Isma put her hands on the marble floor and did something to explore.

"Stay away, don't make footsteps," he sends a hand-sign to Snow, who's been chasing me.

Snow clinging to his hat.

Isma narrows her eyes and sharpens her senses.

Try to pick up the sound from the floor through your hands.

This is one of the racial traits that earthspiders have.

It is the same sharp vibration perception capability that the spiders are equipped with.

"Where are you, where are you? I caught you! There he is, underground, from the inside of the fortress... moving away towards the underground. Two minutes. Male and female vibrations. This milk is definitely shaking!

Snow honestly stunned and moaned at Isma's ability to capture Luca and the witch-sidre trend as if by magic.

I decided not to know how the milk wobbled.

But the next moment, a heavy blow struck Isma in the head.

I didn't say no to the scratch by Snow.

What was shaken out was a rock fist that was lumped with the same material as the floor surface.

"Izma!"

Snow's scream and Isma's head disappeared at the same time - seemed to me.

"Automatic doll (automata). A classic trap!

The shaken marble fist cut the sky, and the spinning kick of Isma, released to replace it, hit the head of the moving stone statue, which had been installed simulated in the conditioner.

The Spindle, instantly passed through the heel of Isma, emits light and smashes the neck of the automatic doll.

Buh, and ten guillos would definitely be there. The head of the statue of the goddess blows up and scratches the interior deeply.

"Wow, wow!

But the statue of the goddess who lost her head didn't stop the movement.

Though he lost his clarity and ability to recognize his opponent, he began to storm around with terrible powers.

"Abu hey!

Izma holds Snow over him and pushes him down.

The stone statue, which has become exactly the beast of hand, strikes relentlessly and indiscriminately against upholstery such as benches and tables.

Each time there are dozens of guillos, the ceiling of a single plate, the legs of a chair, etc., scattered around at an arrowy speed.

If you get caught up in something like this, there's no such thing as a human being.

Even if it is one fragment, the injury is certain.

"Izmah, let me handle this place!

Gaon, it was Norman who jumped into the private room with the roar of

Purified Claws, which are also "Focus" on both arms: Whenever Arman roars up, fragments of conditioning that have been turned into horrible bullets are wiped away as if they were cloth wiping the milk spilled on the table.

"Norman's Admiral - thank God!

Covering Snow, Izma stood up thanking him for the fragments on his back.

It's tough to think about later.

"Thank you later. Serve your purpose."

to the man of the earthspider. The Knights of Catel Hospital. The head responded with his back.

Beyond that shoulder, which stuffs the incorruptible, I could see not only the statue of the goddess who lost her head, but a group of stone statues in the room, or even stripping, starting to move.

"Oaky Dorky!"

Responding to the earthspider-specific light mouth with a glimpse of the condition, Izma followed the instructions.

Run your eyes quickly when you put your hands on the ground.

Snow is now sheltered in Isma's chest.

"Isma, me"

"Wait a minute. I'll find the hidden door."

I felt Snow saw the essence of this man in the figure of Isma, who laughed plainly in the midst of a battle and havoc that suddenly began.

There is the term constant battlefield, but in the case of Isma, I guess it is right to always live in the heart of trouble.

Besides, that trouble means the world's crisis-level super big guy.

"I see that the hidden passage leading to this room is the entrance to the fireplace... well, that's the way it's structured."

I don't know what the rationale is, Isma seems to have a complete outlook on the location and structure of the secret passages that are already hidden in this room.

The man who claims to be the king of the forgotten Tsukasa earthspider took Snow to a large fireplace set in Lucatius' private room, moving from shadow to shadow.

Sometimes the pieces of the interior over the head and the parts of the automatic dolls destroyed by Norman are too plundered.

The fireplace is big enough for a few adults to let it in.

Although the heliatium sits in a relatively warm area, the winter in the palace of a structure that is 20 meters above the ground and undergoes sea breezes is cold.

The large fireplace provided had a bench on its interior wall, a mechanism that allowed it to warm up near the fire.

"The inner wall of the fireplace moves...... and is this a fake and something switch? That's very thoughtful. Thank you."

Isma pulled Snow's hand as she spotted the hidden doors, completely indistinguishable from her appearance, and the gimmicks that accompanied her there, at a terrible rate.

"Here."

"How do you know?!

The interior walls of the fireplace were all three hidden doors.

Normally, you should be lost in any number of ways as to which to choose.

But Izma chose one of them without any hesitation.

"Look closely at the floor. The ashes in the fireplace are in my footsteps."

Snow looked up to me when I was told.

I do think there are traces of that if you look closely... but I can barely tell by the side.

"Is this all?

"The other two are just a combination of traps and switches. It just ends or leads to a place where a hell of a trap awaits. But if you don't operate this, the real one won't be able to open the internal passageway."

Isma affirmed as she pushed Snow into the hidden passage that it was real.

"Hey, hey, hey, don't you have to cover for Mr. Norman?

"He's the one who told me to do my part. The Knights of Catel Hospital lead means the strongest, right? I assured him I would leave it to him. Don't worry about it."

"So, but. Geez."

Gachun, and the sound of marble bumping into each other was close.

Fragments of the scattered automatic doll flew to the front of the fireplace.

"Let's go."

"But you can't come after us when we're in something?!

"You saw Snow, too, Norman, the awesome power of your hands. It's a human palm (matoch). No, Tsuruhashi (Matok) Is he human? Either way. No questions asked about the hidden doors. They're coming after us."

"But about the hidden door trick..."

Isma said with an awesome grin at the reluctant snow.

"It's okay, Norman, I share the conversation you've been using. If we don't hurry up and catch up, we might not be able to break through the tricks we're waiting for."

One large spider appeared strange sooner than Isma put it into words, on its neck muscle.

Snow, who objected, took a breath.

That's because I saw the alien spider emerge from Izma's neck muscle, and because Izma's eyes, with their mouth corners cleaved up to his ears, weren't laughing at all.

"It's important to have doubts. But that depends. It's time for action."

Pressured by the invisible force at the bottom of Isma, which dwells in polite language, Snow dives through a hidden door.

It was an infiltration into the passageway leading to the Great Library (Arch Library), which was riddled with the legend of Heliatium.