There are three little figures. Every person is still a child, half demonic. I can see that you've been forced to transfer from the Devil's Continent. All three of them were pokans, and as soon as they saw us, they seeped the color of fear in their eyes. That's right, we're chained as we seem to suffer.
"Take him."
When Gordon spoke out like that, about five fellow-like figures came from nowhere, quickly capturing the children and getting them out of the room. Because he is a child of magic, he will make it irresistible, and is wearing magic control magic props. Same as being followed by us. I'm pretty sure the iron collar is for sure.
Though that was meant to be something parents would wear with their kids in mind to prevent a magic storm! Sorry, sorry......! With pain and remorse, I can only pray so. Because if I spoke up, I was going to cry.
Thus, shortly after resting, Richter became the feather that shed magic on the sorcerers many times. By doing so, Mr. Rabbi finally let the fire out of his chain. But the heat continues until it cools. Me and Ronnie even endured. The wrist and ankle must have been badly burned.
But I'm feeling more pain in Richter than that. Because I decided to kidnap innocent children because of myself, and we've been badly dealt with. Think we'll suffer again if we don't do as we say. Of course, Richter never meant it! If you look at that face, you'll see.
But the pain awaits me and Ronnie.
How much time has elapsed since then, Richt, whose magic is finally almost exhausted and he has lost his mind. Looks like I'm the next one to be taken over the sorcery team. The chatter and the part connected to the wall were removed and the chains connected to his hands were gouged. It hurts so much that I'm already going to lose my mind by getting my burned arm pulled. I don't like it, but I have to move. It was painful to walk with legs that were heavy with chains and burned just like my arms.
In the meantime, he manages to follow with his eyes the whereabouts of Richt, who is taken to drag him. Apparently, we can put him in a small cell in the corner of the room.
"Look, just restore your magic. Oh, don't think weird, huh? If you see anything strange... the other two will fit your sore eyes again?
One of Gordon's people who forced Richt to wake up thrown into prison and say that. Richt was groaning a little, so I guess he was listening properly. I hold my fist weakly. I'm sure... I'm so sorry.
"All right, you're your little girl next, huh? I wonder how magical it will be? Give me half a day, will you?
I'm angry at the cat's voice. But there's no other way than to listen to me. Because I can't let Ronnie bear any more than that, and I don't know what he'll do to Richt, who's so weak.
Regret. Regret. Regrettably......! I'm sorry for making you feel scared, kids brought here... full of polories and tears.
It was an endless long time. I've been running magic here for over half a day, to see from what they say about the organizations around me. It's painful...
"Meg is the limit now! Make him stop!!
That's when I heard Richt screaming like that. Somewhat cheerful voice. No way, have you recovered your magic yet? On this continent?
When I managed to chill eyes at Richter with a blurry head, I could see that there seemed to be a small magic formation at Richter's feet. It's light-emitting, so I guess it's a constantly activated formation...?
... Could it be that if we were in that sorcery formation, the magic would heal quickly? With a hazy head I desperately think. That is.
Those sorcerers help restore magic, huh? You mean there's magic vegetables in that cell...?
The collar of magic suppression is worn, so you can't use magic yourself. Show them how you want to escape, or if you disobey, the latter two will be punished.
But I do have someone who doesn't have to speak up. Yes - as long as there are magic vegetables.
"Huh, it's time to run out of magic"
Gordon moves me around. Then he brutally threw me into a cell with a magical recovery transition formation. It seemed like it would be replaced by Richt. Because I heard Richt screaming. But I no longer have the energy to scream.
It's so tight. They suck out magic until it's critical. It's not the same as giving magic to the spirits to get sleepy. Forced to squeeze away has the spiciness of being punched and not letting you sleep, even though you are sleepy enough to make you nauseous.
Oh, I wonder if my magic has caused me to transfer many more from the Devil's Continent. But wait. I'll make sure everyone helps. Absolutely, give up.
The lock of the cell was closed and I waited for Gordon to leave before I closed my eyes and prayed. I want you to forgive me for staying down on the ground.
Shaw, Shaw...... wonder if you guys are okay? I'll make sure to give you magic later, so I need your help. I think we can move here because we have a little magic.
"Yes, yes, my lord! Oh, you have a little magic here...... your husband!? What, what's wrong? - Huh!?
Heh heh, now I'm invigorated thanks to Shaw's bright voice. You don't know what the situation is because you've always been in demonic stones.
But good, I have a good buddy. I'm sorry to make you worry, huh? But as you can see, it's an emergency. Shaw needs two things.
Let me do it! The one who put your husband in this eye, I won't allow it! We need to let the Hoos know too!
Shaw looks like he's willing to hold his fist in a good way. But there's not a lot of magic here either. For Shaw to use, my recovery will be reduced and I will be suspicious. So Shaw wants you to decide how far you can go.
One of the things I'd like you to do is tell Ronnie, the red-haired boy who's been taken by that magic team right now.
"You're that girl, right? That's easy. She's a Dwarf kid, so she knows about me! Look, you realize you're looking at me, right?
When I look at Ronnie with a slight open eye, I can see her eyes slightly open. All right, then let's talk about it. It should have been communicated that we can call the Spirit here.
So tell Ronnie that if he gets put in this cell, he wants you to talk to the Spirit somehow and make sure you can use your powers at any time.... I'll call for help.
'I got it! Help... Shadow Eagle? Or the leader?'
Um, either is fine, because if you let one person know, I think they'll pass it on to everyone.
If it's true, I'm supposed to be on the Devil's Lands...... I've been thinking a lot. My overprotective parents must have looked for me after I was gone. And if you're in the Land of Demons, you should be able to find it soon, but you realize you can't. I mean, would you come up with the idea that I'm more than likely on the human continent?
Of course, it's possible that he's caught on the Devil's Continent by obstructive magic... but within that treasure trove of capable talent, there's no way he won't reveal it.
I mean, I mean, right? It's been quite a while since I transferred. So I'm sure... some people are coming to this continent.
This is a bet. I believe in everyone in Ortus. I believe in everyone's ability to act like an idiot. I'm sure he's looking for us on the human continent.
So what? Shaw wants someone from Ortus to help him, he'll be on this continent. But... I can't move around without magic, can I?
"Human, continental... uh-huh"
Shaw put her arms together and began to worry. Then I flickered and looked at me and looked up like I was determined.
'I just need a little magic from your husband. Then I'm sure it'll be enough.'
Just a little? The magic you can give me right now is just a little bit, isn't it? Besides, I can't do my own magic right now because I'm being equipped with control magic props.
'I can suck it off myself, and I'll be fine in a little bit. So, your husband. - What's my real name?
The real name, that's the real name, right? Really? Then Shaw can do a great job. Well, then, let me ask you something.
I'm gonna make it impossible, but I'm sorry. I believe you about Shaw.
"Hasegawa, voice..."
"Am I right? Did I say something, little lady? What, are you sleeping? You're such a swallower in this condition."
My little grunt seemed to be hard to hear and not noticed by the watchman. But Shaw told me. When he glowed and sucked magic from me, he quickly disappeared.
When I get home, I'll reward you a lot. So, please.
Call for help... trust me, I'm waiting.
Let me do it! Master!!
Having heard Shaw screaming like that, I finally let go of consciousness out of magic.