"- If you're pulling out an employee, it would be muscle first to get permission above. Yep?"
You will arrive on the premises of the laboratory chamber, but you cannot specify a detailed location, so look for Crewe first, no matter what you put down. But don't let the wizard Javot find you.
When the magical light went out and opened his eyes, even though he said he was prepared to walk with all his might because he said so, there was any appearance in his sight. Should I be thankful for my good fortune because I have arrived in so many places that I have no more at all? Or should I curse my misfortune?
From the big eyes looking up at this one, there are zeros of blurring, blurring and large tears. Hit it big and try to call it a name somehow.
"Sup, sup, sputnik, sa- yeah, yeah."
That and this and my anger at things that didn't work out the way I wanted.
I pulled the cheeks out of my head like soft brain weather on the puffs.
"Why haven't you grown up in the mansion, fool? Know how hard it is over here, fool."
"Well, because..."
"You."
Block the conversation.
It was one wizard who called me in a frustrating manner.
Crewe's expression is strong. I guess this woman made me feel pretty scared. "It's Mr. Javot," he told me in a whisper. But...
I don't even have to ask.
Wizard, Javot.
"With a broken cane, I didn't know you were coming to plunder my prey. Your name and affiliation... no."
It's a male wizard's disdain.
"I thought I'd seen it somewhere, but you, the jeweler of Liafiat City. I didn't know because I was dressed like a wand and a robe."
Did you know about Sputnik?
But think about it, the Witch Society had issued an investigative order to Soaran, the wizard, against the Sputnik jewelry store. Also during the magic girl noise, Crewe's neighborhood, suspected of having ore disease, should have been under investigation, and it wouldn't be surprising to remember the face of his employer and guardian, Sputnik.
But even if I knew...
Then we have to do it.
"Hehe."
I made him laugh.
"Yes. I look like an example jeweler, don't I? Wizard Javot"
I held my mouth down with my hand holding the wand.
Javot frowns whether the trick of making the shiatsu seemed disproportionate to his appearance.
"Who are you? It's not what it looks like."
"I don't like it. It's been a while since I've seen you. You've been busy."
Create a look that looks arrogant. Laugh with your nose.
Javot narrows his eyes to be vigilant.
"Or again, but in the branch manager class, I wonder if it's far from my magic (from home). - I can't even tell you about the wizard I killed."
"... No way"
My voice is trembling.
With another sentiment from Crewe calling Sputnik's name earlier.
"No way."
What Javot is looking at is no longer a jeweler dressed as a wizard, etc. Beyond that, he creates one wizard.
"No way, you -!"
"Goodbye."
To the agitated Javot, grinning, turning to the broken wand...
The tip of the wand glowed strongly.
"It's a bluff, horse. - Deer!
"Cui!"
Sputnik kicked open the door of the room and ran out at full speed as he took Krew aside.
The flash dyed white throughout the room is certainly not Sputnik, but the magic unleashed by the demon Shal. Originally, it was just a spider. What modification was made by Yuki's hand, even if Yuki wasn't nearby, could be used if it was simple magic. They say "I have magic built up in the lapis lazuli of my eyes," but the power I can use is not far beyond Yuki's own power, and I'm not specialized in attack or defense.
Not enough at all to intercept the Wizard of the Branch Manager Class, and the gem of the example of sucking magic was already cut at the time of the raid on the Vealton Branch. If so, there is no alternative to escape.
- But.
I didn't stop my leg, but Sputnik was surprised. Because the lab didn't 'before it jumped out.
No, it must have happened once.
The place that seems to have been a hallway, the floor, the ceiling collapsed, all that remains are stone columns. They had about three floors to speculate from the tallest pillars that kept their shape. Now there's just rubble everywhere, and there's a sky where the clouds can stand if you look up.
Sand and dust, spreading grass and scraps, carcasses of small animals and insects… Several wizards used to conduct research in this facility, but there is no shadow to see. It's no longer ruins. One day the magic girl's deeds and the flowing years made her look different here.
But Krew, the tiny room was still so tidy that people could still live in it, how could the building itself be - and I immediately notice a mistake in my mind. I'm sure only that room was magically fixed by Javot. To soften Krew, I even tried to use Krew's forgotten memories, his nostalgia while sleeping at the bottom of his belly...
He bit down the frustration he remembered, over a pile of rubble, and jumped into the woods.
Run to hide in the shadows of the trees the land you do not know. I can't afford to look back.
I didn't know how much Javot's upset I could induce in "Pretending to Fan" played by Sputnik, but it seemed to work out somewhat well. Now, after that, I don't know how much the blinking has worked.
"Shh, Mr. Sputnik?
When I was thinking about it, they called me by name. Clearly, to invite Javot's upset, it had an effect on even the extra.
"Mr. Sputnik? Mr. Sputnik, right? Sputnik...... but thats Mr. Stuffed Toy, Mr. Fanshon's!?
The crew in charge is very loud.
At the moment of escape, I could only peer down from Crewe's waist in Sputnik's sight because I was responsible for the front and back in reverse. Unfortunately, I don't know the look on Crewe's face because it's attached to his head properly, but even where Crewe looked, it wouldn't be an improvement element in the worst current situation: 'being chased'. Tongue punching.
As I said this, I glanced at Krew, who was slammed.
"I'm me. I'm being transported. Don't make a scene. It's Uruze."
"Ah that rude way of saying it! It's absolutely real! You're an absolutely real Mr. Sputnik! Ku can tell right away that you did something to imitate Mr. Funshon!!
"Don't slap my ass!
She said she had stopped imitating things.
Totally loud baggage, but I finally got it back. You can't just leave me. Well, how did you get away with it? When Sputnik frowned.
- Get your stuff.
"Hmm?"
At that moment, something caught Sputnik's consciousness and he stopped.
"Mr. Sputnik?... What's wrong?
"No..."
Anxious looking crew. But Sputnik doesn't even know. What's that?
I didn't dream, I didn't faint. I just felt like I saw a visionary, daydreaming, sound-containing illusion. In less than seconds of illusion, Sputnik was being voiced by someone outside somewhere. Shadows that show up at the end of the road. I'm laughing. Tell me what happened to your luggage.
"Mr. Sputnik!
Rip the illusion, and a sharp voice pierces my ear.
My skin popped on a definite hunch, and Sputnik lowered himself and jumped forward. At the same time,
"- The merchant style is ridiculous!
"Whoa!?
With anger, I felt the ground soften wide.
I saw Shizuku shining white. It's not an earthquake, it's magic. But shortly afterwards, a hot severe pain ran on my right leg, and I found out that there wasn't a change on the ground either. The moment I took the next step,
"Gee."
Bite the scream to further pain. Attack magic hit Sputnik's right leg. I manage to regain my posture and run through the pain.
Looking back over his shoulder, he saw a black cloth shaking in the shadows of the trees.
"Damn, you're a persistent guy!
Feeling anxious that he hasn't escaped, but now all he can do is run.
I kept running for a while and my vision opened. Way to go.
Looking back. The wizard was gone, but he'll catch up soon anyway. Just keep staying here. It shouldn't be a good result.
However, unfortunately, it is not large enough for a carriage to run on this road, and there is no pavement. There's no sign of anyone. This path has few people in the first place, and it will be hard to wait for someone to pass through here and ask for help first. There is no guarantee that help will be obtained in the city closest to here, and the police discipline in that city is very bad whether you rely on the police station or not -
Think that far.
I realize that. How do I know that if it's a public street on this road or if it's insecure in a nearby city?
Someone different from myself in doubt, is in my head. It's hard and someone pours the information in. Travel jeweler, luggage, multiple people...... man. I'm laughing. What they're looking at is themselves and what they put up in their hands - their baggage.
- Leave your stuff.
I stopped my leg.
A blue-smelling wind that touches the skin. Smells I've smelled.
"... right"
I realized who my visions were.