A town on the western border.
Magician Guild.
It arrived in one envelope.
Open messy and the Guild Leader blinks.
There were two things that were written in the notice.
Suspension order.
Disqualification of the Alliance.
"What... what is this...?!
The Guild Leader smashes a Notification onto the floor.
When you step on the dancing notice, you kick it up, chase it, and step on it again.
"Why do I have to see this...?!
Keeps kicking it up again and again.
Then I fell on my knees and nodded in the scattered notice.
Round small and cover the back of the neck.
I groaned like a beast.
The Associate Guild Leader was stunned as if he was sitting on his feet.
"Nah, what are you doing?
…………
The Guild Leader answered nothing.
Silence and blanks.
The Associate Guild Leader looked around in a confused state, and then thanked him and left the room.
The Guild Leader was crouching in a quiet room.
Voiceless anger and remorse fill your chest.
Everyone should have been in a position to be envious.
I was supposed to be a success.
"Ugh, uhhhhhhh"
I can't forgive you.
Unacceptable.
There's no way this can happen.
You cannot stand up or wake up.
What the Guild Leader heard was a terrible footsteps.
"Oh, my God! There was a flying dragon species in the western forest."
The Associate Guild Leader rushed in.
"Dragon species...!?
The words had enough power to calm the Guild Leader, who was going crazy in saturated rage.
Flying Dragon Species.
The most powerful creature in the western continent.
With huge bodies like wings and mountains covering the sky, the roar is said to transform the city even further.
Border towns are a monster that can be destroyed with one breath.
Holding a wallet and a few valuables, he hurried out.
The town was a mess.
People fleeing.
The fruit that rolls from somewhere is crushed by being trampled.
The Guild Leader, running in a crowd of people, surprisingly found a girl.
No, the Guild Leader knows she's not as old as a girl.
- Noel Springfield.
The Guild Leader saw him running west against a herd of people fleeing east.
A monster magician who supported the scene by doing a huge amount of work, and made Grand Duke Oswald recognize one of the magic tools that stood at the top of the kingdom's aristocratic society.
An unknown little girl who had no idea what she was worth and was desperate to stick to the Alliance's work until the end.
I couldn't suppress the bursting smile.
Stupid little girl.
Someone else must be deceiving me and using it conveniently.
Because no one can realize that a woman like that has a talent as a magician.
With that woman,
Back to the winners.
"What are you doing!Where the hell are you going? "
"There was that little girl!
The Guild Leader runs obsessively.
Follow the little magician's back.