Tsuihou Sareta Bannou Mahou Kenshi wa, Koujou Denka no Shishou Tonaru

175 Stories Len the Magician and Arte the Former Wise

A large magic formation unfolded on the floor of Arte's room.

I guess Clarice brought us here because she wanted to show us that.

Indeed, it is dangerous to have a magical formation that you may not be good at in one of the rooms of the Mansion.

Who put up what purpose and what type of magic formations?

There are a few people inside who can use magic like the Sofias, but they probably didn't do it.

But this mansion is protected in the junction.

How did you draw the magic formation when the intrusion from the outside is blocked?

Clarice had her hand on her cheek with a troubled look on her face.

"When I first came here, these purple magic lines were already glowing."

"Thanks for letting me know.... Summon Magic Formation, I guess."

The shape of the magic formation shows the approximate uses and types.

It could be judged from the pattern of combining stars and diamonds in a circular shape.

Filia looks at the magic formation with interest.

"This... sounds cool"

"There are a lot of beautiful patterns of magic formation, indeed. You'll soon be able to use Master Filia."

"Yeah!"

If I had time, I'd just like to tell Philia in detail what kind of structure it's in as a real example of a magic formation.

But it would seem better to erase the magic formations early on. I don't know what's going to happen.

But it was a step too late.

Suddenly the magic formation glowed hard.

Phyllia and Clarice take a breath.

The blind Arte also made a small scream, "hissing", feeling the signs.

"Step back, please"

"Yeah......"

Filia nods.

I pulled out the treasure sword Tetracord.

The Magic Formation is already active.

And from the light of the magic formation, people slowly surfaced.

That was one little girl.

He has impressive short blue hair and a red spear in his hand.

"Ren......!

He was one of the Knights executives, Ren, a magician.

Ren put together a white uniform for the Knights with his hands.

And turn to us.

"This is it. Looks like you're all welcome. As far as I'm concerned, I was gonna sneak out of business."

Ren turned the spear around and smiled.

The boundaries of the mansion are broken and summons magic formations appear in remote areas.

By doing so, Ren apparently achieved an ambush.

Ren is also a brilliant magician, but the boundaries of this mansion are sticking with Sophia's help, and it's not something that can be broken so easily.

Someone could see there was another human help.

In other words, with the intent of the Creons, Ren may have secretly tried to show up at this mansion.

But why is that Arte's room?

"Ren... what is it?

Arte calls Ren in a small voice.

Arte, dressed in her bedroom, was shrinking on the bed.

Ren grinned and approached Arte.

"Yes, this is your former sidekick, Ren."

"Ren! I can no longer use magic because of Senior Cleon or Garrels..."

"So now you're a slave to Senior Solon, right?

"... Huh! Yes, that's why I need your help. I will restore my magic and avenge the Creon seniors..."

Arte tried to reach Len, but his hand danced the universe.

The blind arte doesn't even see Ren.

Ren was near the masculine hater Arte. There were aspects of Arte's pull that made him an executive, and he was always by Arte's side.

But Ren hit Arte's cheek hard with a spear pattern.

Arte on the bed rolled down to the floor, making a strange noise and exhaling.

As it was, Ren stepped on Arte's belly, and kicked him over and over again.

"Oh, that hurts! Stop... Aaaah!

Arte was screaming too much of the pain.

Arte can't use magic right now, and he can't resist because his body can't move properly.

It is against the ethics of the adventurer to behave violently against an irresistible opponent.

When I tried to stop him, Len turned away and flew back.

But his eyes remained cold stared at Arte.

"Why do I have to help Arte?

"Because... Ren is near me, on my side..."

"You didn't like me, did you? He was a Knights prowess, so he was selling his charm, but he felt like he was gonna throw up."

"Oh no..."

"You're worthless now that you're powerless."

"Ah..."

Arte was eager to get up from the floor, but when he heard Ren's words, he fell into the spot.

Arte was pounding tears, but Ren didn't seem to care.

"It's just, we have a little errand for Arte, don't we? So, Mr. Solon. Can I get an alte, please?

"Arte is my 'slave'. I paid a lot of money to buy it from Cleon. I can't give it to you."

"A slave like this, Mr. Solon, would have no use, would it? Oh, or are you forcing me to even the other guy at night?

Ren's words are provocation, and I didn't feel the need to deal with them. What bothers me more is what Ren and Cleons have to do with Arte.

But Clarice seemed different and had a bright red face.

"Don't be ridiculous! My Lady Solon shouldn't have done such a terrible thing!

Ren glanced at Clarice uncomfortably with a vicious grin on his neat face.

"You look great when it comes to your maid of honor...!

I tried hard to cover Clarice, but Ren's movements were quick.

Ren approaches Clarice a little further away from me.

And put a spear on Clarice's neck muscle.

Clarice makes a small scream.

"Come on, Mr. Solon. I took this maid hostage. If this maid's child's life is spared, hand over Arte!