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

From the floating island of Ariez, four ships set sail: the renovated high-speed cruiser Chialval, the Anbal light patrol Anbal, the assault Yangtze cruiser Pegasus, and the Diamante cruise ship Diamante.

All ships rise to an altitude of 15,000 meters. Sail for the Great Empire's homeland. The portal was not used because of the late-night operation time. Schedule about eight hours flight to the site. In the wake of the setting sun, the four aircrafts proceed as they draw engine light.

In the meantime, I used my portal to fly to the Dark Elf settlement in the forest of Tochitomo Territory Amina.

The coniferous forest was completely wrapped in a book of nights. Chilly. The dark elves, tentatively settled in the open corner of the woods, set up a tent loaned by Willidis to make it their home. But the trees had already been cut down and something like a cabin had begun to be built.

"Master"

Yuna came and noticed me.

"I was teaching the Dark Elves magic."

"... don't blur, you are"

"Instead, I also taught you the magic your master taught you"

"So?"

"It's called a teacher"

"... now you work here as a magic instructor?

Fire Aktis School of Magic Knights...... No, it's retired Yuna. Whoa, that wasn't if you were talking to the public.

"Is Mr. Lucar here?

"In that tent over there"

Thank you. I'm visiting the Dark Elf Sheikh. There was a dark elf warrior on the guard, and if I applied for an interview, he got it right away.

In the tent, I guess it also serves as a council for the clan. There were many thick carpets on the floor, with simple desks and chairs. The light of the magic lamp I supplied here illuminates the room, but the light level dropped to the candle's light level.

"Welcome, Marquis Tokitomo"

Mr. Lucar smiled briskly and stepped over and put out his right hand with a natural trick.

"Good evening, Chief Lucar. I ask you to forgive me for my sudden visit."

I'll put out my arms, too, and respond to the handshake.... The shapeshifter prosthetic arm seemed to be properly tamed as Mr. Lucker's arm.

"So, what brings you here today?

"... for you, it's not a very pleasant story -"

One word, foreshadow, and I'll explain the revelations of the ongoing operation.

An adversarial device made with a subhuman with excellent magic sensing as a biological part. There is a laboratory and factory in the Great Empire country, and we are going to destroy it now.

"I see. Is that why the Great Empire has invaded our interior?"

Having heard it all, Mr. Lucar was raising anger emotions from all over his body, although his expression was the only thing that would change him.... I thought maybe that would happen.

"You killed my countrymen as a crap tool...!

"Yeah. Honestly, I don't want to think of you as the same person, but I'm definitely going to stop you from acting like you're going to incorporate the living into your tools"

The same goes for demonic weapons, but they make them parts of weapons, whether they're human or not. That may be the reason why I don't feel like discussing this with the Great Empire.

"The action of the Marquis, let us join in!

I didn't ask for anything in particular, but Mr. Lucar rose to excitement.

"It is also the vengeance of our compatriots who have been sacrificed by their crap. This drop must be worn!

"... if it is a battle, there will be sacrifices"

I point it out with ease.

"We are now in the midst of rebuilding a clan settlement. Of course, thoughtful you won't be reckless...... are you sure?

"Mm-hmm. Thank you for your care. But we have to clear our minds. To embark on a new path."

It's a matter of feelings. He says revenge creates nothing, but if you take the view that homework you want to clean up in order to move on, I guess so.

"Okay. I now ask you to act with my Willidis assailant unit."

The time for the start of the operation is running out, so we can't stay very slow. Have them ready for battle immediately.

A large mountainous area with countless split mountains. The uneven rock skin has been shredded and shaped over the years by the brisk wind.

In a despicable location with hundreds of metres of mountains, the Flave Mountains zone is home to the Srl Institute, a stronghold under the jurisdiction of the Magic Army Special Development Corps of the Great Empire.

One corner of it, the laboratory, built by tidying up one of the mountains, where the top is a gentle slope, was an isolated island on land.

Only Heavenly Side was shaking. Otherwise the surroundings are cliffs, so they are not very much if not from the sky, but they cannot go up and down. A kind of table mountain.

Speaking of why I built an institute in such a place, it's because there was a trace of an underground dungeon once made by a wizard here. Not bad as a base for doing secret research.

The Magic Army Special Development Corps made it possible to get to and from the Institute by using an airship. Renovate the underground dungeon trail, which is just like a cave. On the ground, laboratories and factories built by laboring the Golem, moorings for air ships, and walls were built.

Now it was up to me to prepare for full operation in order to mass produce a utilised Magic Irradiated Enemy Device (Magic Radar).

The subhuman, which is considered a biological part of the device's liver, was imprisoned in an underground camp, but the fact that other parts were brought in via the air vessel finally led to production activities.

Ganderft, director of the Institute, is a high-ranking magician affiliated with the Magic Army Special Development Corps.

In his fifties, this man, who gives a fine and ruthless impression, was pleased with the future in which a new weapon for the great Great Empire would be made in this laboratory and the abominable sub-races would be swept away from the continent.

He was a human supremacist and saw the subhuman as a beast that had become human.

It was Ganderft, who was back in his room because it would be a late-night zone and would just be a morning task, but reports from his men would prevent him from resting.

"... what? Say it again."

Exposed to sharp gaze, the transmission stretches its spine straight like a stiff one.

"Ha, it's a report from second watch! An unscheduled airship has passed the alert line."

"Not there. What brings you here?

"… Kialval, a new high-speed cruiser affiliated with the Magic Army Special Development Corps, is approaching our institute!

"Kialval......"

Ganderft puts his hand on his chin and thinks.

Speaking of the high-speed cruiser 'Kialval', it should have been General Amatus' exclusive ship overseeing the Magic Army Special Development Corps - yes, or was that crazy Mitsujin returned?

"I didn't plan to visit..."

"Yes! For this call too, just return the name of the ship…"

"We have to get ready immediately."

"Yes......?

A conductor who didn't get the guidelines. Ganderft raved his voice as he quickly changed into his courtesy.

"Fool! General Amatus was seen. Arrange the soldiers for departure immediately!