Tou no Madoushi

Returning to Alfredo, Theo and the others left Alma in the infirmary before rushing into the Association of Magic Instructors to complain.

Being set in a trap by a magician named Luciola. that his companion was seriously injured. That I want her prosecuted. That I want you to rescue Lynn left over from the 100 tiers.

However, the response from the association was indicative, and it fell short of expectations.

The Magic Instructors Association can't get its hands on anything other than its jurisdictional hierarchy.

I want you to appeal to the 200 hierarchical associations about the 200 hierarchical magicians.

Don't follow strangers in the future in a detour.

"That's all the errands? Then that's it. I'm home. I'm home."

That's all the officials of the association say. Turn around and resume organizing the paperwork next to what they were about to do.

After that, no matter what Theo said, he had no ears to listen to.

"Shit! Unaccommodating organization, really. This one's dying."

Theo leaves the association's point of contact behind, teasing his shoulders.

"But here we are. If you don't respond at the association, I'll have to do something on my own. I can't imagine a 200th floor class demon mentor breathing through that much. If you leave me alone, I won't always come back for revenge later."

Zaini said worryingly.

"It's more Lynn than that. I'm stuck in Luciola's labyrinth. I need to help you somehow."

"For once, I have told Lord Seleka the circumstances, but how far will she move too? It's teethy that you can't do anything from here."

When Theo and the others returned to the terminal, they bowled together with Lynn, who came down from the elevator with a little spiritual beast there.

"Lynn!"

"Oh, guys"

"You were okay? You used to get out of that labyrinth by yourself. I mean, what about him?

"The labyrinth leads out of the tower. That's where I happened to meet a high-ranking magician I knew and get help. He's Cheerin. It's a spiritual beast owned by the son of a high-ranking magician I just told you about, and he lent it to me. They brought back better things than that."

Lynn takes the water bottle out of her hat.

"What's this?

"There's Medusa's blood in there."

"Medusa's blood? Is that Medusa's blood about resuscitating that dying human?

Said Zaini as surprised.

"Yeah. I thought this would heal Alma's wounds, too."

"Here we go, Lynn. Let's go to the infirmary and use it for Alma."

"Doesn't defeating Medusa mean you've got other rare items?

Yuven makes his eyes shine.

"Yeah. Golden feathers, bronze arms, and Medusa's eyes"

"It's more Alma now than that. Let's heal his burns and get him out of his misery."

Lynn rushed to the infirmary with Theo and the others, where the sigh of relief cut through the dead.

200 hierarchies of towers.

Luciola had let the cut off arm be held by the warcraft, walking with the wound sheltered, and with these bodies had finally reached Marche Ansier's Azito.

Because there are plenty of therapeutic equipment here, I was able to receive medical treatment without having to worry about getting medical records in the infirmary belonging to the association.

Luciola grabbed a bottle containing Medusa's blood and wore a bandage to impersonate her first aid arm.

Yelling at the slave beside him.

"Call a doctor. Come on!"

She turns to the infirmary with a painful look on her face.

"Damn. Those kids. Next time I see you, I'll kill you, Butch."

"Heh, it's unusual for you to get hurt like that."

A young man speaks from upstairs against Luciola.

When I saw it, there were two men there.

One looked delightfully nibbly, while the other looked down at Luciola with eyes like observing experimental animals, each of them.

"Folder on the widget"

"Looks like the college students you left on the 100 tier returned safely to Alfredo."

"You guys... were watching"

"From the middle of nowhere. Are you that strong? The guy who sent your sister to solitary."

The child-faced man, Widgit said.

"You're still a grad student, aren't you? Interesting."

said Forta, a delicate looking man with scholarly skin.

"They're my prey."

Luciera glanced at the two to restrain them.

"But you won't be able to operate for a while if you get hurt like that."

"Even Mr. Luciola, it's going to take a couple of months to treat them."

I said as Forta looked down at Luciola's chiseled arm.

"You said Lynn and Theo. You just have to kill them, right? We'll help you."

"Don't hand it to me."

Luciola turns her fierce eyes against the two, like when the snake intimidates them.

"Alfld is my territory. I don't know how much extra you guys have to do."

"Yes, sir."

"We're not gonna argue with you, either."

Luciola looked at them suspiciously even after hearing it, but she was pushed into the back by the pain in her arm.

"I won't do it. We are."

Widgit whispered to make sure Luciola didn't hear her.

The Lins, freed from the commotion with Luciola, managed to make various moves to prosecute her, but in the end all ended up in jail.

There was no other way to catch her than to intercept where she came from over there to Alfld.

We had no choice but to devote ourselves to dedicated defense for the time being.

Preparing for retaliation from her, avoiding as little crowds as possible when she went out, and walking away equipped with a ring, led her to live her daily life in preparation for danger.

Lynn remembered Luciola's power and cruel and cruel character every time.

Even while I was in college, I couldn't dispel my fear of her, and I couldn't live my normal life the way I used to.

Every time I plug into a bend, every time the shadow appears on the edge of my eye, I get nervous that Luciola will jump out of it and hit me.

It wasn't until he finally knew two facts that he was able to regain some peace.

One is that killing a college demon mentor within Alfrid won't spare prosecution no matter how much she is, and the other is that it will take months for her wounds to heal.

"It's a difficult task to restore a severed arm, even for a 200-floor class magician."

That's what Cheelyn told Lynn.

He was following orders from her by Lynn between Atrea's business trip and her return.

"Really?

"Yeah, it takes some time to join and recover the broken arms even with the Magic Instructor in the 200th floor class. It is impossible to recover instantly even with Medusa's blood. No matter how little you estimate, it will take a couple of months to get to full speed."

Lynn was finally horrified to hear it.

"Really? I'm sure she's not really attacking me. That woman."

Listen in the way Alma odds on the side.

He had completely atrophied since that one incident.

The burns and lacerations on his face were almost healed, but he still had a vivid scar, as well as a place where he still couldn't remove the damp cloth.

The natural brightness and vitality were lost, and I was constantly looking around and wary that something might strike me.

Still sticking by Cheelin and not leaving.

He seemed to think it would be safe if he was on the side of the spiritual beast.

As soon as I saw Lynn in college, I would have stopped by the spiritual beast's side to stay away.

Lynn just laughs bitterly.

"It's okay. Alma. Exactly. Luciola won't be attacking me in the college either."

"Silly Yarrow. You don't know. You can do anything with magic."

That's what he says and looks around as he clings to Cheelin.

Lynn realized it was useless to say anything and decided to make him like it.

After school.

Lynn returns home after her college class.

Today was the party day of Illywia once a month.

"Well. I have to get dressed and go. Cheelyn. What do you do?

"What are we going to do?

"We're going to the Royal Tea Party. Spiritual beasts don't know if they can get in, do they? Can you go home to my room by yourself?

"By order of Lady Atrea, I cannot leave Lady Lynn. I want to accompany you to the party."

"Hmm. I was wondering if I could get in"

"If it's a party of magicians, aren't even creatures with magical powers admissible unless they're in danger? Besides Master Lynn, there must be some wizard with a warcraft at the party, right?

"Right. If you say so, there are quite a few people who are taking the Warcraft with them."

(I mean, Rayne was a warcraft, too)

"Warcraft doesn't own anything just for combat or strategy. Owning a warcraft can also be a boast of wealth in itself. I was rather wondering if it would be a good appeal to my surroundings if it were a royal tea party. It's also possible to prevent people from seeing each other if they seem to be smoked."

Chillin says so or no. Makes the body transparent and dilutes its existence.

Lynn realized again that he was indeed a creature between the Warcraft and the Spirit when he saw it this way.

"I get it. Let's go together. Maybe I don't even need to be transparent."

Lynn even goes to the elevator and tries to break up with Alma.

"Hey. We're off to the tea party today and we're going home together. It's not like we're going out late at night or anything."

Alma told me to beg.

He didn't even seem to want to leave Cheelyn on his way home.

"It's okay. I'll be traveling by carriage, and I'll be with Yuven on my way home."

"Silly Yarrow. I'll be alone on my way home."

"He said it was too frightening. Go home with Theo. 'Cause it's okay."

"Ugh. Thin lover ~. If I get attacked on my way home, it's your fault."

"Lynn, we're at the elevator. Let's go."

Yuven told me to hurry.

"Yeah. So that's why. I'm sorry, but that's it, Alma. Be careful on your way home."

This is how Lynn said goodbye, but in the end Alma came to the front of the costume room in the college.

"Hey Alma. How long are you following me?

"Hey. Lynn. It's called the Royal Tea Party. I don't know if I can get in there."

"I can't. I can't get in without an invitation."

"Don't say that. Come on. You let Yuven in, didn't you?

"No, I did let him in, though. It's only the first time you don't have an invitation. It was pretty gory, too."

"Then I'll go with a gobble push too."

"Yep. Stop it for a second. Even though Mr. Illyweer says he can't get his head up. I won't bother you any more."

"Hey..."

Lynn walked into the costume room shaking off Alma.

From here on out, I can't go in on principle except for the people attending the party.

He always kept his desert clothes temporarily in the locker here on Royal Tea Party Day.

I try to open my locker and get dressed as usual.

Lynn looked at the contents of the locker and circled her eyes.

The desert-colored clothes in there had been mutilated by the Zutazuta and looked unbroken.

Next time, Episode 91: Ewing's Advice