The Adventure of the Boy With a Mind of a Middle-aged Man

As soon as I move to Sutherland, when I go to an unpopular back alley, I change into a suit made to be custom-made and put on a mask.

Hiding masks and other faces could have been just a cloth, but somehow Satella clearly designed it and ordered it.

(To the boulder, this is...)

A design preferred by a child who is creative (how well it comes) and, worse still, full of paranoia.

I guess I have taste. It's a strange match for this suit. Most importantly, it is true for me that the contents make my whole body itch.

(Ma'am, I don't care)

It is my conclusion that appearance and so on is just a kind of symbol produced by the brain. I don't care if it looks good.

Now, the next thing I need to do... from the voices of the deaf creatures that are still heard from beyond the walls, and the purple Aurora that drifts over the walls, don't you even think about it?

Enough magic to visualize. I don't know how, Fate and I can do a good trick.

Either way, that's impossible for the Judes to contend with. I need to strike it out in person.

Therefore, I manipulated the wind and moved from above to above the North Gate Wall of Sutherland.

The sights at the North Gate of Sutherland are the ultimate in chaos. Exactly, that word would be worthy.

In the center, Jude and Carla are preventing the blue dragon from rushing. Instead, it's barely holding out because that purple suit guy doesn't want to kill Judes right away. Apparently, Mr. Guy, he's a pretty flippant character.

And a strange bird with a chicken crown in a two-headed serpent still blasting from the castle gate side, the way out of the Imperial Army. I mean, that giant bird, it looks like a chicken. Is it different when it comes to the likely ability to fly?

Hmm, Regardless of the two-headed serpent, I would definitely like to ask you about the giant chicken.

"You had a long hair."

Two-headed serpents and giant chickens were storming for a single mercenary, even as they transformed the Imperial Soldier into an unbroken wreck.

When I am distracted by dirt and dust and transfer right behind the aquid, the serpent and the strange bird are already approaching its nostrils.

Aquid stopped and looked back, lowering his center of gravity.

"Come on, grate it in three slices, bake it and then I'll eat it!!!!"

Do you want to eat undead? I certainly didn't have that idea either. Interesting idea inside, but is it something that can be eaten at the end of the day (flutter) as baked? I'm not interested, but I'm going to give you the right advice.

"Tries and errors are fine, but if you eat such rotten, smelly getty stuff, you're gonna break your stomach"

When I grab Aquid's jacket, I throw it behind my back. At the same time, it expands the walls of the atmosphere with Wind Manoeuvres, classified as the top (high) wind-based magic.

Snakes and chicken rotting corpses that collide from the face to the wall of its atmosphere, striking harder and falling.

There are some unexplainable events like the Lamperts. Maybe the undead have something like will, too. So it's somewhat distracting to target humans, but that's a beast, no matter where you look. Great for experiments, but let's have three too many boulders. First of all, I'm going to have a hard time maintaining it. I feel a little wasted, but I decide to dispose of these two rotten animals.

Wind Manipulation imprisons the two into the cage of the sphere of the atmosphere and slowly lifts them up above, narrowing the radius of the cage of that sphere of the atmosphere.

Like crazy, a rattlesnake and a chicken immortal.

That's no use. Wind Manipulation is one of the top (high) three magics that positively proportions the power of the activator's magic, similar to the Big Dragon of Ice (Kates). I can't resist these guys whose magic defense is just C + rank.

I raise the voice of the Terminator, see the two immortals that turn into spheres of meat, and we just had a little conversation about whether they were relieved or not, and Aquid faints.

Well, we can't just leave the stunned aquids here. Jude and Carla must also be protected. And then there's the Imperial Army in the way.

Toys (blue dragons) aside, a man in a hat on that purple suit has a different dimension of strength. Perhaps even I will have to face it with all my might. Therefore, I must ask you to exit the scene as soon as possible.

"Retreat all troops!!"

In a strangely quiet battlefield, the instructions of the emperor Georg fly.

To the anomaly of sudden extinction of giant creatures, the Imperial Army, whose thoughts had stopped, also takes the opportunity to return to me and begin retreating with us.

Immediate circumstance judgment, that emperor, is still a masterpiece inside. All you have to do is buy time.

Transfer Aquid to the first floor of the Sagami Chamber of Commerce in Straheim. Then, using lightning magic, "Electrosilic Fire," he goes all the way over the sky with Judo and Karla, who are preventing the dragon's onslaught with the expression of death, and activates "Big Dragon of Ice (Kates)" for the man in blue dragons and purple suits.

A few ice dragons, 10 meters long, rushed through the sky at high speed, protruding a sharp fang over the head of a purple suit man and the throat of a blue rotten dragon, into his abdomen.

Ice objects that can be done in an instant. However, the only thing that could actually be ice pickled is that blue scaly dragon. The man in the purple suit strains something like a black membrane around him, easily preventing it from freezing. That being said, I have succeeded in filling his surroundings with ice. It'll be about buying some time.

"General!"

"Master Grey!

Two people rushing up to me with a joyous look, even as they become hetty.

"You are the guards of that Imperial Army. Let's make it through to the end."

"Um... what about Master Gray?

He asks, as Carla tangles her hands with her mould.

"I need help with that one."

"Do you fight alone?

"Oh."

I look at Judo, grinning bitterly, and nodding loudly at Carla dyeing one side of her face into a sense of sadness.

"Please."

"I'll take care of it. Look, Carla, we're lords. Let's go!

Carla, who is still going to regret it.

Carla is mentally young and known to the top of my crew. Should I say that I tend to be stuck in a shell just within my peers? So I'm pretty surprised myself that in just a few weeks she regarded Aquid and Zem and the others as the same people. It is easy to imagine that his companion Zem was killed in such a way that his anxiety has reached its limits.

"Don't worry. I'll definitely be back. You know what? I have metastases."

In fact, the metastasis requires some cast time. I really don't think I can use it on that person.

……

Turning his back on me, he runs towards the Imperial Army, which is still retreating. I'm not convinced, but where I can't waste it, I guess she's growing gradually, too.

Jude also clasped her shoulders,

"Take care"

Courtesy, followed by Karla.

Even when it comes to retreating, if all divisions can temporarily retreat to near the castle gate, the Judes will do the rest well.

It's time, don't resurrect.

- Paki!

A crack enters the ice that was covering the blue dragon undead and the purple suit man.

- Pattin!

The sound of fingers ringing, immediately after that, a purple flame rises from both bodies, and within an instant the ice dissolves, evaporates.

"You're the peculiarity of rumors, are you?

A voice that rings directly on your head. Everywhere, they ignore the laws of physics. Well, I can't talk about other people, too, but it's teethy.

"I don't know what the singularity means, but I'm pretty sure it's who you guys are playing with"

Between the man in the purple suit and me, a considerable distance apart, but spinning words at normal volume. Honestly, I can't feel the benefit of talking to this guy right now. I don't know if I can hear you, but I don't mind at all.

"Play, that's quite a shot."

Even funny, and a purple suit guy who's good at monologues.

I guess. Assuming their purpose is to destroy the Empire, we don't have to do this around us. Only a few of them, including that blue dragon, will have to raid the Empire City. There is no such thing as the inevitability of purposefully marching the Undead from the end of the North.

No, is that even a wrong premise?

"It will be."

Somehow, this guy doesn't have the effect of analysis, but the burning, neat pressure of this skin. This guy alone will have enough power to bring down the empire. There is no point in bringing up such a toy (undead) on purpose.

"Um, as you can tell, creepy kid, it's you. ♫"

"Oh, don't be told that too often these days"

Shh, I'm not free either. Time to get started.

[Supreme Shield (Aigis)] over a dozen of them around me.

'Sure, it's a strength that doesn't seem like an inferior world move... a little, maybe a waste ♩'

A man in a purple suit whistles as if he was impressed.

To the statement of inferior worlds, in suits not found in this world. Apparently, he may be from the same homeland as the empire's seemingly unbrave man who still serves as the palace of the withdrawal of the Imperial Army.

"Right."

Low-ranking magic doesn't work very well.

It's not the master class, it's the legendary magic that starts with [Crimson Meatier, a red meteor group] with long chants.

Perhaps there is limited magic that can be expected to work. The power of magic is proportional to the power of the "Ice Dragon (Kates)", "Wind Manipulation", "Blast Thread" and some auxiliary magic such as lightning system magic - [Electrosilic Fire], and in the epic magic, the only power that is destroying chants is about the most powerful class [Shadow King's Palm (Skuddy Palm)]?

"Let me have some fun."

Ring your right hand finger and a small purple sphere floats around you. Just at first glance, goosebumps twist all over my body. Intense chills like being reincarnated into this world for the first time, that sphere must suck.

Besides, at a time when I understand the strength of the [Supreme Shield (Aigis)] and am not at all upset by it, I guess this purple suit guy is more capable of (...) than I am at the moment.

But...

"Well, congratulations."

Even though I managed to get a laugh from the bottom of my stomach, I shrugged.

What's so funny?

Perceive the meaning of my words, or a slight anger mixes with the voice of a purple suit man.

No, you can't. It is true that at that age we have so much power. I'm guessing you have a gift (epilepsy) that's not comparable to mine. Still, no, that's why...

"That's funny from the bottom of your belly. 'Cause you have something decisively missing."

"What's missing?!?"

No more words. All you have to do is teach this immature, hilarious young creature to the bone marrow.

"Young man, I'll tell you what a real struggle is, not your meal."

I lower my center of gravity and invest in my abs.

"You..."

The moment a man in a purple suit tried to open his mouth, I activate [an electroluminescent fire] and walk through the earth.

Thus I started an unusual ravaging play (one-sided game).