Star Slashing Swordsman

"... you've got a problem."

The air I was straining relaxed.

Lilea was holding her temples gently as she spit out the air that was accumulating in her lungs. Ah.

"... just had a lot to gain"

"What do you mean?

"That man is not a wizard who used to deal with" perception inhibition "that was killed. He didn't rap so much."

"So he used some means to imitate magic and rob..."

"That would be reasonable."

Together, that "wizard hunter" man can still have a good chance of dealing with another magic.

"But the immediate problem is that the magic of perception inhibition..."

Under this circumstance where we try to be alert that we might be able to use other magic, but we don't even have a way to crack down on that magic in the first place.

"We cannot move forward without putting in place measures to combat perception inhibition.

"I don't know about that, but maybe they know about the flaws in perception inhibition."

"Those guys over there?

"Well, until just two years ago, the wizard who was dealing with the magic of perception inhibition belonged to the Knights. So if you're a Knights man, you might know that."

--Although it is difficult to imagine that the Knights, who persist in silence, will cooperate in explaining the situation without somehow still sticking their faces in the matter of the Wizard Hunt.

I do agree with Lilea's grunt who speaks so with a bitter look.

However, in such a fold, a certain word passed the back of my brain. It's a magical word taught to me by Fiore Aylberg, who met me in the city of Minaura.

"If you have any problems, you should ask her for a convenience."

The name she was talking about was definitely -- Xenoa Almerida.

"... then I won't be able to do it. Fortunately, I have a handover."

Not just Lilea, but I can turn my blame-wise harsh gaze at Sophia just saying where she made such a handover.

I got uncomfortable, and when I turned away puffy, "Well, fine," Lilea said in a shuddering mix-up.

"More than that, I was speaking for granted, but you two, aren't you willing to leave Wang Du?

'Cause I think it's safer for the three of us to be together.

"You want us to believe that man's words?

Me and Sophia's words overlapped before Lilea asked.

"... for once, I just asked. Even I don't really believe in that guy. I just wanted to say that if you're choosing the option of caring about me and staying in the king's capital, that's a useless care."

"Oh well."

"Yeah. But if that's the case, why don't we just take a different action for today?

"...?

"As far as looking back at what that man said and did earlier, he's not willing to kill the Wizard, including us, as of today"

That's right.

Under that circumstance, the man who might have suffered the wound was in an overwhelming vantage point.

Nonetheless, the attack did not come as one.

I mean, I wasn't really willing to kill him.

Then Lilea would like to say that we should do everything we can while we have this insurance.

"Oh, you know what?"

I thought it was reasonable.

They didn't kill me in a situation where I could.

Though there remains a glimmer that the fact is insured, we should now make the most of it.

So get on with that suggestion by Lilea.

"You used that handout and the dots to get to the Knights. Me and Sophia, we'll try to hit someone who knows something over here."

"Okay."

Knock it down, nothing starts without doing something about the magic of perception inhibition.

So looking for that magical flaw was a prerequisite above all else.

Defects exist in any magic, with just one exception. That is the well-known fact, absolute cooking. And the size of the defects attached to it depends on the breadth of its abilities.

That's why finding that flaw is the shortcut to overthrowing if you're turning the wizard against him.

Because no matter how the wizard is called "the unreasonable manifester" and so on, it is impossible to escape from its cooking------.

"--and, well, I've talked about the wizard, but in the end, you seem to find a flaw, and you can't find it."

That's unless it's also self-declared.

And, with eyes bordered by long lashes like silver, somewhere carelessly, the woman turned to me for an unknown reason, but somehow, she talked to me about magic.

About an hour after that.

I broke up with Lilea and the others. I had come to the Knights' quarters, but I was overwhelmed by the watchmen saying, "This is no place for children," and I couldn't get it right.

Such a fold, I stumbled upon her in knight's clothes, and as soon as she got in between, the knight on the lookout had grown up and allowed me to go inside the stuffing.

"... By the way, why did you invite me inside?"

Unlike the watchmen, she only says she wants to meet someone with the Knights.

Nevertheless, she accepted the request in two replies and invited me inside.

... I kept my mouth shut because it was convenient, but it just seemed creepy when things were conveniently transported so far.

That was the time.

"Because you, you must know Fiore. I thought you came here because you asked me to help you when you were in trouble."

That statement, which is too abrupt, makes my head white. Sure, you were right.

I came to the jail to meet a man named Xenoa Almerida. But that was a word I hadn't said to anyone yet (...).

Clear eyes shoot me through.

I was under the illusion that everything was visible.

"Yeah. I can hear you without saying anything. Mine is magic."

Also magic.

And judging from this situation, from what I said earlier, her magic is probably --

"I'm late for my application. My name is Xenoa Almerida. The magical ability is" Doctus. "Briefly, it's the ability to listen to your heart. The flaws are that hearing is useless when using magic, and fatigue is absurd."

... Ha, Ri. And while I think about it, I wonder if it's okay to explain the magical abilities in so much detail. And if you taught me that much, I'd be in a hurry to open my mouth, too.

"I'm Julius. The magical ability-------"

"----" Sword Creation (CREATE)". Defects can't be expressed unless they're just on the side of one's limb, and if they get out of one's hand, they disappear after ten seconds, right?

The answer is spoken first.

"Excuse me. I was rubbing something with the knight on the lookout, so I took the liberty of telling you what you meant. About ability, at that time. So there's no need for you to be sorry, even if you're angry."

When I heard that, I thought I was a very disciplined person about her.

If I'd kept my mouth shut, I wouldn't have ended up knowing that fact, and I dare to disclose it and apologize.

I was only a little convinced that Fiore had named Xenoa Almerida when she was in trouble.

"If you do that, I won't be sorry for Fiore. … and leave this much to waste, time and time, do you want to get back to business early"

One of the rooms located in the stuffing.

Xenoa, who sits and speaks as he pinches the wooden long desk across from each other, for a moment looks out for the dusk-dyed window before speaking out again.

"--The reason you visited me today is because I wanted to ask you something about the Wizard Hunt."

Xenoa slightly tilts her little neck as she rocks her flax long hair, bending her eyes as she says so.

She tells me, sticking a soft grin on her face.

"" A magical flaw called perception inhibition. "Wizard hunting ability, and identity. Plus why I got into these things. I'll tell you everything I know at the moment. Just one thing, not instead, but I have a favor to ask."

"A favor, is it"

How come the Knights aren't trying to move while getting that much information?

How come we don't share information when we know the whole story?

Doubts come up one after the other about the words that went on. And perhaps because she deals with the magic she said "doctus," she dares not use her abilities to see what's inside of me.

But without discipline to dispel that question, she continues to speak.

And it was almost identical to the words of the "wizard hunter" who met him an hour ago.

"Yes, I would like you to take a hand in this matter."