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

This is what happens when we sum up the story of the Holy Knight Ruin.

A platoon of No. 3 magic armor (Stahl), who went to the Bosque Great Forest Zone to practice in action, and his accompanying madhunter discover an unknown dungeon there.

It was a battle and the Stahl squad succeeded in leaving under the cover of Mad, but Mad at the time damaged his magic armor and became the wings to abandon his fuselage and escape.

The damaged area is the leg. I just can't walk, I can't float around. Then I have to abandon my fuselage and escape.

Mad did a really good job as a instructor, including training for Stahl agents and how to move his magic armor.

As for mercenaries, at first some knights were inclined to ignore them, but their ability to manipulate magical armor was genuine, and their instruction was also enthusiastic, and now they earn respect as masters?

After he had to leave his love machine like that, the knights talked to Ruin about how they could handle it. Ruin also talked to his manager about wanting to collect the fuselage because he felt obligated to Mad.

But they stopped there.

"You guys, how much money do you think it costs to move a magic armor?

If used, the parts will wear out. Inspections are indispensable for satisfactory movement, and parts with severe wear and tear shall be replaced. Unlike Willidis' magic generation, the labor involved in collecting and processing parts' materials from scratch is also considerable.

I broke the fuselage in action, and the head of the magic armor department, who works on a limited budget, has to look sinister.

Whatever, even though it is a newborn new weapon and King Eman is being thrown more money because he expects it, it is also not inexhaustible. Waste consumption is a time to be cautious, as more production of fuselage and money is being spent on aligning a set of equipment.

If I were to speak for that boss, I would say, 'To recover the mercenary's fuselage, we cannot overlook the risk of draining Stahl and even losing his fuselage'.

As for Ruin, who wants to repay Mad for taking care of him, including his men and himself, it was a very distressing boss stop order.

Yeah, I got the story.

I was consulted by Ruin and decided to undertake the recovery of Mad's magic armor. Sometimes, personally, I'm a fellow interworlder of my age. I'm also very sweet.

So I, after getting all the local information I could get from Ruin, got ready to embark on Mud's fuselage retrieval.

Earlier, if I went to the magic armor workshop in Wang Du to meet Mad, the person in charge, Gaea the Elf, Nork the Dwarf, was with me.

"" Master!

Elves and Dwarves looked at me and took a cautious stance, so I'll wave at you with the meaning of rest.

"Hey, Mad."

"Jin, it's been a while."

Dark-haired man mowed shorter. Sleek yet muscular and forged beneath the garment, with few gaps in its operation.

The expression is pale, and the area resembles Liana, our military man. He sees many deaths on the battlefield and has a vain eye for a look that shredded his emotions.

"I heard you lost your magic armor. If you're going to collect it, I'll help you."

"The Holy Knight said he was going to talk to you."

Mad looks straight at me.

"Are you sure?

"I've just been working a lot lately. I'll give you a break with a glass of booze."

If I poked my fist out gently, Mad saw it for a moment, then poked his fist out with no expression and gently hit it.

"Helpful"

"I mean, it's okay."

I shrugged my shoulder. Gaea opened her mouth.

"Ah, that master! If you want to go local, I'll give it to you too!

"Huh? Why?"

"I'm talking about a broken leg of magic armor, so I was wondering if I could fix it first aid..."

"I'm willing to buy it, but I'll use the portal to collect it when I get there, so I don't have to."

You don't have to fix it in a dangerous dungeon or anything, just make it a safe Willidis.

So go to Willidis.

That's the first time Mad's been here. Well, he wouldn't be surprised to see a helicopter or fighter and the hangar that houses it, since it comes from a future world where robotic weapons travel.

... or so I thought, I was surprised there.

"This is the only other world."

"Sort of. I wouldn't have had to go this far if it wasn't for anything."

"There's something driving you this far," he said.... What's that?

"The Great Empire Threat"

"... I see"

As the corner of the basement hangar, power suits and battle golems, or vigilanti, lined up, was placed on a desk with a Willidis handheld weapon.

"I'm going to dive into the dungeon, so I thought I needed Mad's weapon-"

"Mobile weapons are Thunderballet and Stanstick, and a knife."

Mad reaches for the weapon on his desk.

In addition to the lightning valet, TM-1 assault rifles, their modified assault carbines, TM-2 rifles with improved DMR-M2 Marksman rifles used by Liana, and TSR-1 sniper rifles are arranged.

"It's a dungeon, so if you want to use it, do you want a good lightning barrette or a TM-1 carbine?

"Right. Do you have a silencer?

"I can put it on. You care about the gunshots?

"Beasts have good ears, don't they?

"I see."

It's not covert, so I don't really care.

Have them take as many grenades, flash shells, etc. as they need. I have storage, and I can fix it magically.

"So, what about the members?

Mad asked, so I introduced a fellow member to this one.

"Mr. Bell, Liana, Leele, Elisa, Sfera"

……

Hey, black cat. To the girl sergeant, the eyelid swordsman. Two witch-style beauties. Mad looks at me with only his eyes.

"What about the man?

"You'd have me, wouldn't you?

And Mr. Bell is a man, too. Seeing this mentz must have disturbed you. Speaking of which, is it possible that the only person Mad knew firsthand was Reele, who was competing in a martial arts tournament?

"You're good."

I added.