"Gladys?"
Max looks suspiciously at me with a sudden exorcism that keeps me calm. The chiaran holding me is just watching me quietly.
Now my brain is saturated and I can't even afford to make noise.
I know how to do it, but can I...? Can you do it!? No, you're gonna die if you don't, just like that.
Remove the necessary parts from the flow of information that runs around your body rather than your head. All right, I'm in control!
Grasp and remember the red protective stone on your palm.
At that moment, a magical formation spread to our feet and a purple flash ran.
"Eh!?
It feels like you've only been dragged into a black hole once.
When I opened my eyes, I was standing in front of the black distorted space, the main part of the spider production plant.
"Ha!? --Did you metastasize!?
With Max's stunned voice, he learns that he has succeeded, like other HR.
"Did you use magic? Is that lost magic...?
The expression that I don't understand the reason. Yes, I, the Prophet, can't use magic. That's common sense.
So this is the first magic in my entire 90 years of life!! It's not supposed to be in this world anymore. Transformative magic!
I'm the magical girl you admire right now! Hyahhhhh!! It's a shame I don't have time for this!
Anyway, there's no time to lose right now.
This is where spiders grow. It is surrounded by more than before. Let's do what we have to do.
Another magic trick pulls out of your brain.
I was able to activate it without suffering. Enter the white space again. There is black distortion in the white world. In this dimension, correct the distortion and extinguish the influence itself on the original world.
This is the magic Demetria of the second generation left in her notebook.
At each point in the world, from endless generations of offensive defenses, the final form was gradually tried and mistaken and completed.
300 years ago, the intruder's onslaught was concentrated on the last remaining gate, and Demetria did not have the power, and the defense alone finished it.
In this state, which is still starting to open, even I am a beginner, and I think I can manage to block it. No, we have to cut it off. Before I can't get it back.
"Was that a different space?
Chiaran looks around and mutters.
Ah!! I was going to hurry by myself, but I brought Chiaran with me!
I mean, Max left me alone!?
That sounds like a bit of a temper to me. I'm sorry, Max. Well, time is running out in this space, so we'll be back soon. If I find out, I'll apologize honestly.
Now I know what I have to do, so that spiders can build a nest without being taught by anyone.
Demetria left a handbook that left a complete form of the technique to completely block the gate.
From the prophecy, ancient and present magic was engraved in my brain and senses.
And this Guardian Stone that Galatea left behind has accumulated magic to perform magic.
So if it's still a shallow entrance or exit, I can handle it now!
"Chiaran, wait a minute. I'll try."
I realized I was getting off Chiaran's arm.
From the part I'm touching, it feels like power is flowing into me.
Maybe you've been helping me with my magic?
It may be because of the sudden and easy success of my first magic.
"Chiaran, do you know what I do?
"No, I'm just helping you with whatever you do. That's all I can do, and I'm sorry...."
I feel sorry for you, it clouds your expression.
I stopped jumping on the ground and activated my magic while I was being held.
I'm not willing to try it now, but I'm sure Chiaran can move in this space without coming into direct contact with me. But I don't care if it stays that way.
Somehow, there's more power coming out.
Several magical formations begin to glow around the distortion. Compare distortion with the power of the magic team. Smaller and smaller to crush and repaint into normal space.
You can feel the feeling that all the abilities you need are being raised.
Even with knowledge, I have no experience at all. However, the focus, the procedure of magic, and the adjustment of magic are all spinning smoothly.
--This is the power of royal support and amplification.
What the hell is Chiaran talking about? Is that all you can do? So how much do you think I can help you right now?
To be honest, I was worried about the Guardian Stone of Galatea, the power, the remaining amount, and the magic amount. Rather, apart from the battles of the Galatea era, I don't think he often turned this much of his spare power 600 years later.
Even if I know how to use it, it ends there when the magic runs out. There's nothing like this magic that I can use freely.
Above all, from now on, magic has been released from the red protective stone with great momentum.
Oh, no! We're running out of magic!
The surgery was continued while being harassed, and the space returned to its perfectly normal shape before it was almost empty.
Really close, it was close! Without Chiaran's support, it would certainly have failed.
"Thank you, Chiaran. In the meantime, the hole seems to have been blocked."
A hug that delights in success, with sincere gratitude.
"- Well, that's good. But it's not over yet, is it?
Nori's bad Chiaran answered with a relief and a troubled face.
"Yeah, let's get back to Max. Spiders born in this world need to be exterminated."
With the last remaining magic, I returned to the original space. The protective stone is empty. The magic girl was a short dream.
Instead, the distortion in the place where the spider exit exited had disappeared without shadows or shapes.
"Hey, what the hell's going on?! You guys just disappeared for a second!? What happened to the black sprinkler!?
Max screams with a kind of throw. Although a fatal collapse was avoided, the crisis has not yet left.
It's like we're standing in the middle of a spider's nest.
And I wasn't as heavy as Cassandra's space, but my body was too heavy to move well. She can't walk on her own for a while.
Well, what do we do?