The hero magician wants to relax. He was too active and targeted for his life, so we'll start over.

I'm ready to negotiate - that's what it seems to mean for a messenger boarding into an enemy army to take a white flag. I don't mean to surrender, but for the most part, it seems to be taken in the same way as surrender, because the situation of taking a white flag is often the subject of surrender.

Both Yuna and Sakilis looked difficult when me and Mr. Bell said we were getting into Chlordis Castle from the front. Yuna pointed out that if she told him she was going to negotiate, he wouldn't be dealt with.

No problem. I made it clear that they were going to deal with me.

I asked the two of them to wait at Dezelt so they could collect it when it came to coercion.... Well, I don't think that's gonna happen. Nevertheless, irregular things don't always happen.

It took me and Mr. Bell to head to Chlordis Castle with dignity.

In the sunset, the tall walls that look brown soar. It was not a time of war, so the castle gate was open. The cranky bounce bridge is quite large, and expensive. Even a magic armored car (Dezelt) can pass at leisure. In another hour, the sun will fall and the castle gate will be tightly closed.

Once upon a time, trying to cross the bounce bridge into the castle, the gatekeeper naturally arrived and stopped me and Mr. Bell from going.

"Stop! What are you doing crossing the jump bridge for?

The gatekeeper with armor on his iron helmet is a giant man nearly two meters tall. I see, it gives intimidation to those who come even if it just looks like it.

"I am, Jin. This knight is Mr. Bell."

I named it first as a courtesy. The gatekeeper looked at me in the magician's outfit and next saw Mr. Bell, a disastrous knight who put together a full body armor of pitch black.

"I came up to meet His Excellency the Duke of Canigin. Shall I let you through?"

"To His Excellency the Duke?

The gatekeeper frowned. A gripping square face, its thick brow moves.

"And what's that about? What can I do for you?

"That's not what I'm telling you."

It's not a story handled by a gatekeeper. In fact, it's not even a question of saying this to the gatekeeper.

"... are you some kind of messenger?

Seems like he thought of it as some noble messenger for the combination of a sorcerer and a knight. I'll give it a little thought.

"... if you insist, His Royal Highness Prince Early"

"Your Royal Highness...?

The gatekeeper's expression got even more rugged.

"Do you have anything to prove that?

"Hmm... no"

I told him to be sober. The gatekeeper raised his voice.

"Well, you can't let us through here! Go away!"

Hear that voice, or the other gatekeepers will gather. There's a frigid guy here, so I guess we're all in chasing back mode or something.

Behind her facial helmet mimicking her skull, Mr. Bell sighed.

"Hey, Jin. That's enough, right?

"Mr. Bell, things have a procedure."

Mr. Bell rang his neck bones, if I could just say so.

"But it looks like you paid the front door?

"Right. At least I already told you about this case."

And I broke up with him.

"Don't kill me, flashy..."

It's a hassle not to kill him.

"We're here to negotiate this time, let's go clean"

"Can I fold a couple of abrasives?

"Don't kill me."

"Do good."

Hey, what did you say - Mr. Bell pulled out the Deathbringer as the gatekeepers approached him to color. Putting a layer of magic on the surface of that great sword knocks a blow into the nearby gatekeeper.

"Impacto!"

The giant gatekeeper blew up flashly. It goes straight beyond the bounce bridge and into the castle.

"... I told you not to kill me, didn't I?

"I didn't kill him. Probably."

You guys - the other gatekeepers got the weapons, but Mr. Bell doesn't mind, knocking one sword after another, kicking them in the ass. Is it because of your mind that the layer of magic that you let the sword put together is beating the enemy soldiers without hitting the blade, but you still feel like you would kill Mr. Bell for his rigidity?

Well, okay.

I stopped thinking deeply. When I cross the jump bridge, the soldiers who notice the noise outside rush their weapons into my hands. That's why you're trying to kill us.

"Don't move there! Resist and I'll kill you!

The soldiers of Chlordis Castle block the path with spears and swords in their hands, forming a horizontal line before me. You'll catch him even if you surrender anyway....... I'm not willing to surrender though.

"Push through!

Let the magic gather and push it out like the wind. A shockwave struck the soldiers. Soldiers blow up like they hit an invisible wall. The enemy soldier, who tried to turn to the side, grabs it with his magical hand and throws it in the direction of the day after tomorrow.

It's really great that magic works. One wizard kicks the miscellaneous soldiers. It's like a bad wizard in a story.

Mr. Bell knocks down the gatekeepers and catches up with me.

"Oh, come on, this is the negotiation?

"Oh, he's a little rough negotiating."

The alarm bell rings, and straw and armed soldiers come out. Now, how many soldiers are stationed in the castle? I can't imagine it being very pleasant, but it's no trouble getting in with just the two of us.

But...

"All the guys that come out, knock it off. This is the two of us. So just for kicking the castle soldiers, it's going to be in favor of negotiations over here!

"Just two!?

Jarzy, who received the report, thought it was a mistake to hear.

It took me a while to get an accurate report from the first alarm.

The first report was at the Chlordis Castle Gate, to the extent that an intruder disturbance occurred. It would soon be suppressed, they said, but there was no sign that the disturbance would heal.

And a report came in that the enemy had finally boarded into the main castle just before the sun set.

"Can't you still crack down on just the two of us!?

"Sounds terribly hands-on"

Chief Fleck compiled a report that came up from below and told the Lord, the Duke.

"A pair of young magicians and a pair of knights wearing pitch-black armor..."

"It's gin...!

Jarzy didn't miss hearing Early run his mouth.

"Jin, so...?

Looking back. Early, dressed in maid clothes, was on the bed, but she shrugged her bikle into Jarzy's gaze.

"Who's here?"