Instead of the usual proud black robe, what Arte wears is simple white clothing for the sick.

Arte trembled all the time.

"Um... it's me. This is my maid Clarice."

"Oh... you're a maid. And... is there a senior solon?

Arte's beautiful black eyes were vain and out of focus.

Though not in as bad a condition as Flora, Arte also lost his right hand and left leg, and went blind.

Arte abused the Descendants of the Demon King as a tool, committing a tragic assault on his companion Lylenlemilia, and, even at the expense of everything, was just pursuing power.

Arte before was roughly good. Though difficult, his eyes sparkled vividly and his expression was bright.

But now Arte has lost all his power and can no longer use any magic.

"Arte...... sorry I'm late to see you"

"It's not like I missed my senior."

Slapping hatred is the same, but there was no hegemony like before, and the expression was a dead vibe.

That would be so.

For Arte, power was everything.

Yet it's weirder not to despair because instead of being able to grasp the magic, I suddenly got into a body where I couldn't live my daily life properly either.

Arte whispered.

"But... what you did to help me... thank you"

"Helped, though you may not say"

Both Arte and Flora ended up sacrificing the Resurrection of the Demon King.

If I hadn't intervened, they would have certainly lost their lives, but if they had been helped earlier, there wouldn't have been any sequelae.

But Arte didn't try to blame me.

Instead, ask quietly.

"I heard. Now I'm not a noble daughter or a wise man, but a slave to my predecessors."

"It's formal. You don't have to worry about that. Take a rest."

"You'll be worried!

Arte suddenly raised a beautiful high voice.

As me and Clarice were looking at each other, Arte continued with a quick mouth.

"I'm sure seniors resent me. I banished my senior, and I attacked his mansion. I can't believe I'm being enslaved by that senior..."

Oh.

I see. I know what Arte's thinking.

"I'm not paying you back. So don't be anxious."

"Why?"

"Because Arte is one of mine. Even if Arte banished me, it wouldn't change."

"... that's what I hate about seniors"

Arte said in a small voice that disappeared.

Besides, Arte had already seen it bad enough.

When Arte attacked us, we had to fight to protect ourselves.

But I don't have a hobby to hurt my irresistible opponent even more.

I didn't know if that was all Alte could trust about me, so I added a word.

"I promised Flora."

"Promise?"

"Flora asked me to protect Arte."

"... Flora was trying to protect me. Yet because of me, Flora..."

Arte seemed to feel responsible for Flora's abandonment.

"The seniors... were right. If I hadn't done the Necropolis offense, this wouldn't have happened."

Arte has lost his power, and he's gone, even a wise man, but I'm sure he'll find out for the first time when he does.

"Let Arte return to his original body and Flora wake up too. I can't tell you how irresponsible I can be, but I'll do whatever I can."

At the very least, Arte's blindness is temporary due to being deprived of magic at once, and there is nothing abnormal in the eyes themselves.

That's what the doctor said, and I thought there was prospect of recovery.

Arte nodded small, and faked his body to get up.

Alte cursed as soon as he could.

I rushed over to Arte and supported Arte as he fell in.

"Senior?"

"You don't have to try to wake me up."

Arte clung to me.

Arte had tears in his eyes.

"I'm miserable, aren't I? I can't see anything, I can't get up normally, and I can't use magic. Even the nobles are gone, they've become slaves... and even Flora has a terrible eye for it. I don't have any more... nothing. But..."

The rest of it was speechless.

Because Arte started crying out loud.

Arte in front of me wasn't one of the strongest sages in the empire, she was just a trembling girl.

I said nothing and held Arte's shoulder softly.

Gently stroke Arte's back, as Clarice would refrain.

After a while, Arte calmed down and had a whispering voice.

"I've shown my embarrassment"

Indeed, I could not imagine the previous alte crying in public.

That's all Arte is hunted down and weakened.

I'm not ashamed of myself.

"... thank you"

Arte smiled weakly.

And I decided to cut out an errand.

I want you to tell me what Arte knows about the internal structure of the Ministry of the Army and Navy.

When I said that, Arte told me everything he honestly knew.

It seems Arte remembers all the structures of buildings in the Ministry of the Army and Navy, and that was the wise man who graduated from the School of Magic in chief.

If you're going to get inside the Army and Navy Department and rescue Lucy, Arte's information is pretty useful.

"Do you know what's upstairs in the basement?

"That's a prisoner holding facility. But it's not just a prison."

"What do you mean?

"We gather all sorcerers with powerful powers among our captives. There are special tricks in place to make sure you don't miss a magician who can escape."

I see.

The place of detention for the crimson Lucy is the right place.

"And... this is classified information, but in that cell, we're experimenting with the captive magician."

The Imperial Government today would do as well as experiment with human beings using prisoners.

That doesn't strike me as surprising in itself.

"Do you know what you're experimenting with?

"I don't know that much either."

Human experiments underneath the military hub, conducted in top secret.

Strict security will be laid to protect that secret, and infiltration will be quite difficult.

However, regardless of Claire's intentions, if it is an institution that is originally conducting human experiments, it also means that it is suitable for performing rituals that make Lucy the reigning king of demons, which makes sense.

Cleon's words don't seem to mean a whole lot of lies.

It's a dangerous bet, but even if you know it's a trap, whether or not you'll get in for a Lucy rescue.

If I were to enter the headquarters of the Ministry of the Army and Navy, what means should I use?

I was forced to make a choice.