"Remotely possessed...... or fuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu
"Amen?
Alberina's fingertips glimpse with a swordswallowing eye with a flash of high-fever light.
"Ha, captain... keep it down"
"Shit."
The knight Chouta is in trouble. He seemed willing to push it against the young wizard's forehead and twitch and roast his brain.
'... this time I was able to collect some really good combat data. My name is Zero. Zero Remote Enclade!'
"You don't have to name me twice, you're gonna be handicapped by Shaq"
"It's Mr. Icarleton Chicken -?
The boulder plum is also stuffed with a face.
The young man, wearing a Prussian-style Bachelor of Magic uniform, suddenly began to speak in a transverse tone, as people changed.
"Captain, is this...?
"A wizard's puppet called Zero."
"Then you can take him to your home country..."
"The consciousness of the person is sealed deep. You won't even remember what you said. You won't get any loco information, will you? On the other hand, abduction of a student could be a diplomatic issue."
Even while the witch Aribelina says so, she paints a number of complex magical circles in the air, attempting to analyze the magic power of the opponent who is manipulating the youth.
The young wizard tied up looked odd at first.
But suddenly his face and voice changed and he began to speak in a magnificent tone.
The gaze is slightly vague, and the content and words spoken are clearly different. It may be a double personality, but it seemed like someone was taking over this young man's body and talking about it.
Above all, the "quality of magic" that springs up is different.
Alberina had noticed there.
The pattern of magic fluctuations emitted by wizards varies from individual to individual. Such a personal personality is felt as a difference in colour and smell.
Glowing in the uniform worn by the youth is the school seal of the Bolshotalian School of Magic of the Empire of Prussia. As a training school for elite wizards of the Empire of Prussia, it is also a prestigious school that is famous both outside the country and beyond.
"I was in the middle of a graduation exam," said the young wizard in an odd tone.
The magic I felt at that time was pure magical power, like a springing fountain, with little precipitation.
But not now.
The magical power dripping from the wrinkles and the whole body is red, black, blue and... as if there is no grasp.
Mixed mixture. It is a magic that unites like a simmering magic.
- There's some kind of disguise...? Or is it a very boring monster?
I can't figure out who I am.
If that sage Grecas had the analytical power (...), he might find out to some extent. But calling through the 'Gugle Slime' that Pram is taking also handicaps Shaq.
But I've figured it out.
The discomfort I was feeling.
The immense experience of Alberina, a witch who has lived for 300 years, derives one precedent (...).
You're not alone, are you?
"..................................................................................? Ho...? Did you detect any signs of a composite composition magic ceremony?
"The art of combining multiple wizards, the magical power of a group, to form a single pseudo-personality. I hadn't seen such magic on the northern lands a long time ago. I remember. There are similar signs of your magic ceremony."
'... ho... Apparently... he was insulting me. Methanostat witch...... not just a superior wizard huh? Let's hear your name.'
"Tentative name is Alberina"
As soon as I heard the name, the ripple swayed like a blur. There were obvious signs of upset on the other side.
'... Kuha! It's a whirlpool...... This attack can all be bounced back. Epic Wizard Alberina. A few years ago, it was a leap in the Israelite uproar...... I heard that since the Battle of Superdragon Drasilia it has been assembled in the Kingdom of Metanostadt......'
"What, you know what, don't you? That's a quick story."
"A dark elf witch of pure breed. You should have noticed at first glance...... Excuse me. But hate, because it's hard to see jewelry from this side......, great witch '
"You were bad with the guy who sold the fight. This will get to the man's ear."
'... Sage... Grecas...!
The movement stops when it is tight.
"That's a name you don't even want to hear, is it? Especially not for you, Plucian wizards."
Alberina lifts the youth's jaw to provoke.
Sage Grecas and Prussia have repeatedly fought darkness over the past few years.
Phantom who repeatedly reincarnated, "White Saint" Badjob.
At the end of a long journey, a pathetic man who lost all his memory and companionship.
Elastoma Plastica, a monstrous monk who tried to rule the villages on the border of Metanostadt with an evil religion.
Deadly battle with the Battle Magic group Twelve Dedicated Monks (Oracle).
And the most powerful wizard of Prussia and the honorable "Divine Extreme Light Crowd (Auva Auraria)".
Among them, Cubereria Mahan, the Ice Magic (Isiah) user, stood before Grecas many times as the strongest and worst enemy.
'... you can't forget...! Numerous humiliations and defeats of seniors (...)......! That's why we came......! Make it the strongest, with the most up-to-date (...) technique! To restore the glory of Prussia......! So let's say it again and again. My name is Zero. Zero Remotia Enclaude. See you soon, Wizards of Metanostadt'
"Do you hear that every time?
But my fourth name was the last.
Doshhh......! and as if the poison had fallen out, the signs disappeared.
"... that?
The youth wizard looked around with a Kyotong face.
"Is that it? Am I still being caught?
"Captain Alberina!
"Did you run away... Apparently, there's been a rather troublesome opponent."
- Grecas, it may be time for your vacation (...) to end.
The witch raised her dark hair and looked up into the sky and sighed small.
Continued