The Branded Female Fencer

"This earth was laid asleep by Tetrapolishka and was indeed sealed by the witches of the Ice Plains. But long before that, there was a man sealed in the earth. Because of its demons, this earth was closed to snow and ice, and became a land where creatures could not live. I stumbled upon the creature and came up with a way to use it to power the workshop. To be precise, he had picked up the magic that leaked out of 'it' on his own.

You know what I mean? Even using leaked magic, Tyran and all that powerful Hecaton Kale could have been created. Well, how powerful is the body? Unfortunately, you can't even imagine. In part, he succeeded in creating the Demon King imagining his abilities, but even then, he became the best individual in history. That's the Eigaoan. The truth is, right... maybe if you're aurangeable, you know. Because some of their seals used the language used by dragons and high elves. However, the dragon language is not the same as the dragon it is today - it must be the language of an ancient dragon older than the true dragon. After a while, maybe he's a creature before the Orange Bull was born.

How can such a demon be sealed in such a place? I don't know about that, but the only thing I do know is that 'it' is still alive and sleeping shallow. That's why I did a little trick. If this workshop breaks down, why don't we reflux the device to recover magic and stimulate 'it'?

I'll ask you to check the results. Most of all, I might lose every bit of this earth, but hey - hahahahaha!

With Anomaly's disappearing high laughter, the ground had collapsed tremendously, and a huge hole had been formed. A stormy release of magic that can suddenly get in from it. Everyone on the spot blocked their ears in the roar of the earth that they heard at the same time. For that reason, there was no one but Alphilis and Lisa to hear the words that the shadows had crushed.

"Such an idiot - that the bikezel will wake up!? Wasn't that supposed to be impossible unless this earth collapsed! What's this for?"

Alphilis and Lisa realized for the first time that the shadow was truly upset and afraid.

Deep underground in the workshop, layers were still exploring Anomaly's workshop. He was trying to carry out as many weapons, books, as he could, stored in this place. He had already secretly joined Lunatica and entrusted what seemed particularly important, but he was trying to carry out everything else he could.

The amount is less of a concern to the layer of power. But I almost bothered my head about what to do when it comes to something I can't hold with my hands and back.

"You're in trouble... I don't know which one really helps. I know the weapon somehow, but I'm not a magician, and I can't carry it any more."

"Shall I help you, or offer you?

It was Mason who suddenly spoke up. Layer looked a little surprised, but wasn't interested in an unrealistic reaction, so he immediately took the offer.

"Please"

"Oh? No, you're honest."

"It's better to be able to carry it out than to be able to. Besides, this place is about to collapse. If you have time to go back and forth, you're acting before you think."

"Convinced. I've already brought out some of the magic of metastasis. I'll split what you have right now, so I can help you if you want to carry anything else."

"I rode."

Practical conversations between the two quickly came together and the two silently began to gather things in one place. In the meantime, Mason was just drawing a magic formation around it.

"Prepare to escape from the beginning?

"Naturally. Assuming departure, ten places in this workshop alone depict the magic formation of metastasis. Outside, at least four places are ready to escape. Securing a retreat path is common sense, not common sense when you infiltrate."

"Sorcery is good. Because I can't."

"I just don't know how to do it. Everyone is equipped with the original magic material. There is no such thing as being big and small and not being able to use magic at all. If that's the case, it's not human."

"So I have a gift for witchcraft, too?

"... shall I see him?

The layers are a little dull as Mason looked at the layers more interesting.

"That's what you're going to do, isn't it?

"Don't say things that are misleading. A little exploration of the magic flow will give you an immediate idea of what attributes are suitable and approximately how much visceral magic you have. I don't even need to touch it, and it won't take long. But I'm the only one in Arnelian Church who can do it."

"Hmm. Well, check it out. If I could use magic, I'd practice sooner or later. That would broaden the scope of the fight."

"Fine."

This was Mason's pure interest. Mason saw this boy grow in battle, and he knew he wasn't the only one to see sword moves again. It could naturally have been a threat to Arnelia if it had grown, but I also wanted to see how strong it would have been purely.

But without any resistance or knowledge of witchcraft, it could be used by a foolish sorcerer. Mason spared his talent because it would be a waste of this talent.

But as soon as Mason started exploring Layer's mind, he noticed something strange.

What is this? "

"What's going on? Something wrong?

"No, this is something I've never had before either. I haven't done this in a while. Wait a minute."

Mason hastily postured, but checked his physical condition and magic flow again. Though a series of wars, there isn't much fatigue yet. It's not weird to go around your own magic. Yet I cannot feel any magic in the body of the layer.

That can't be right. If you're a living person, there's always a magic stream. Otherwise, the human being is just as dead. There can be no human being without the protection of the Spirit.

Mason felt uncomfortable and tried to hold hands on the layer again, that was when. The loud vibrations have sounded in the workshop again.

"Big!"

"This is - how about, collapse! We're gonna activate the magic formation!

"I haven't had all the luck yet!

"Give it up, life is a priority!

Mason had already disappeared, for example, with the questions he had earlier. More than that, it was now a prerequisite to get through this emergency. Above all, a great deal of magic has begun to erupt from your feet and surroundings since earlier. If this is erupting from a single being, it should be more powerful than any demon you've ever crusaded.

Mason thought he needed to get out of the ground and grasp the situation as soon as possible. It is a long way off that Mason regrets not properly examining the layer at this time.

Continued