Beginning with disqualification, the Growing Magic Guide Road! - Spell Development Sometimes War Jou

In the sealed tower of heaven, an unexpected reunion was held by a man who had previously chased Swoo around and repelled him with her.

Unhealthy evil people are evil. He looks like he likes wax, cuts up and sticks around, san white eyes. A long body. I guess the haircut was lazy. Unlike before, black hair is stretched all you want and is a lot longer, but definitely.

Two, a guard peeks in through an iron lattice gap.

"What, you guys know each other?

"Sort of. This guy's one of those kids who put me in here."

"Hmm?"

Although I speak of it, the guard just spilled such a voice, and immediately left as if he had lost interest.

... As soon as the guards are gone, fly one back to the edge of the room.

Take a distance from the man who grabbed you.

For some time, my body became tense and stiff, but I had no choice.

But the crowded man remains lying in bed.

I'm just pillowing a pair of arms, hanging a towel on my face, and putting my legs together.

Doesn't care about anything, it looks unmade.

I won't try to move forever.

As he wonders how it is, the grabber flickers his hands indifferently.

"Nothing, I won't do anything. Yeah, get up."

"... is that true? I busted you in here, didn't I?

"Right. Thanks to you, you've lived here for four years."

"Then..."

Isn't it resentful?

I think so, but a man of grab never shows hostility.

"Is that why you think I'm gonna get back at you?

"No?

"I wouldn't do that. Exactly. I think I did too much. It's a temporary mistake. Mistake. Kihihi. I don't have a hobby for kids."

…………

staring at the man lying about it with a frigid eye, the man grabbing the towel that was hanging on his face,

"What's the approximate slag? What a surprise.

"Because."

"Well, no mon is as frigid as the word" sinner's remodeled. I know how you feel. "

Somehow, there, they agreed.

"Anyway, well, you're going to live in the same room. Let's get along, huh?

"You're not leaving"

"... I don't even know where I'm going. Besides, as I was saying, we can eat here for free."

"Is free rice that important?"

"Naturally. It costs money to eat the world's rice."

Sure, but that's it,

"Aren't they usually allowed to work in one way or another, long prison terms?

"Too bad my sentence is over in two years. They didn't even impose labor. If you guys had identified yourselves then, it wouldn't have happened."

"You've been sitting here for two years..."

I can't even say things because I'm frightened.

"They won't be forced to do it."

"Why?"

"You're in trouble for me. Essentially, they're in control of the villains."

This place is understaffed, too?

I don't think I'll ever get out of this way, but what are you thinking?

... No, I guess I can't even afford to think about it.

"As the guard said earlier, I think you have a lot of work to do."

"What makes you think that?

"You're a pretty good magician, aren't you?

"What made you think that?

"Swoo... it was a trick when you were doing the magic of the girl you were with me. I was dealing with all of Swoo's magic correctly. I wouldn't go if I didn't study properly and do well on the ground."

"Ha - that kid over there was just a mess, wasn't he?

"That's not what I'm serious about, is it?

Looking back at him with a strange face, the captive man turned the day after tomorrow and maligned him.

"... you're a creepy kid. At that age, well, that's how familiar you are with magic."

"Then why?"

"If you can't get out of here, it won't be money."

"Money..."

This guy, too.

"It's money. I hope this kid doesn't understand, but it's all gold in the world. Without money, it all decides. Now, you can buy a status for money, right?

Sure, but that's why I don't know if I'm gonna stick to all that.

When I think about that, I think of Fu.

With that said, this man, even when we met, remembered that he was obsessed with gold, gold and gold.

Did you even struggle with any money? It seems that way, too.

"So? How did you get stuck in here? You didn't get caught doing something wrong, did you?

"What makes you think that? Wow, maybe he did something terrible, huh?

"Don't say that, kid. He said it wasn't bad enough to seep into his face to make him a villain. Rather, it's too cute to look good at all."

"Ah!? I'm sorry you looked like a girl! You look like a girl!

"You care about your face, you? Kihihi."

The man who grabbed me laughed at my face with his nose.

Focus on the dungeon as you turn your back.

"... but why is it appropriate to manage this when you're in a cell that keeps the Wizard locked up here?

"I can't just say I can use magic here a little bit. The walls can't be broken without being so unscrupulous, and the gear is good. It's not easy to get out of jail."

That said, the grabber man supplements.

"By the way, the vicious guy's got his teeth and tongue pulled out, more upstairs or sending him to the most dangerous place in Mount Petrified (Stone Valley)."

"Wow..."

That trick of pulling out your tongue and teeth is horrible, but it would certainly be the quickest way to disable the demon conductor.

Labor in the deepest part of Mount Petrified (Stone Valley) is also particularly feared, as it causes blindness, rotten skin and throat.

The soda industry, which is immature in technology, is also quite scary.

"Basically, if you find them, they'll push you over. You don't have to worry about that much."

We have ourselves now. It's probably a low place in the sealed tower, but it's at height.

The passageways are also packed and narrow, making it difficult to escape, so you won't be able to get out by yourself no matter how skilled a demon mentor is.

"I want to get out somehow."

"Escape? Stop it, stop it. Like I said, it's not that simple."

That's what the grabber says, rolls back to bed.

I turned straight against the wall and got round.

After all, he doesn't want to leave here.

... Well, is it normal not to be cooperative? Because it's other personnel for this man.

Anyway, to get out of here, we'll get to the first gate.

It's right in front of you, it's an iron lattice.

To keep the Mage in captivity, not only is the construction sturdy, but the engraving is engraved with care.

"The engraving engraved on the iron plaid... hey, that's what's funny is used"

"It's you... it's so easy to break."

As I examine the engraving, I hear a shuddering voice from behind.

I can't. I'm telling you I can't, but I'm trying to get out, so I guess that's natural.

Eventually, there was an examination of the engraving engraved.

"I'm glad you're not the type to exclude water..."

The destruction of the iron lattice is within the scope of being achieved with the magic made, and jailbreaking is possible.

Check the spell and the amount of magic in your head once and cast a spell.

"- The running water becomes a waterfall and not steep, pushing with a thousand waves. Crushing white waves small. The sound of the exchange is loud. Sprinkle with grain!

"Oh? Did you bite it? Long spells are tough."

"That's right."

It takes some length of spell to power or adjust the force.

I just want to make any spell smart, but that's the hard part about making spells.

The grabbing man throws a word at me that I'm not sure if he's advising you to be careful or you're losing your magic - it's a tear. Biting a spell becomes a chant dysfunction and consumes extra magic, which is why he's right, L.A.

It is where I want to be careful, but it is also an inevitable proposition when it comes to exercising powerful magic.

I wish I could find some law that would make it easier to strengthen...

Refresh your mind, cast a spell.

"- The running water becomes a waterfall and not steep, pushing with a thousand waves. Crushing white waves small. The sound of the exchange is loud. into grains and scattered dust. There are streams and no exits, and the path of circulation is not repeated. Go away with the dew. Bubbles and ends. It's smashed. Just give it back. Everyone who wants to be long and fine, the blade that cuts off the Golden Castle walls, flash."

A spell that stands out for its characteristic word tie, just after it was spun.

When magic is poured into a spell, the spinned spell eventually raises a magic character (Arts Griff) in the hollow. Cold magic letters (glyph arts) come together in rings and rotate slowly. Piercing it with his right arm, his hand was enveloped with misty water at the same time as it fit into his wrist.

When you mimic the sword with your fingers, an ultra-high pressure water stream erupts from it.

"... the sound is big, but it'll be anything"

When pressurized water currents hit the floor, treble sounds like when you use an electric scarecrow in the man's world. Immediately aim at some of the iron lattices in order to make the deafening sound called kiwiwiwiwiwiwi short,

"- [Flashing Water Bottle (Raizaa Aquarius)]"

Slowly, one at a time, I slit the plaid to the side.

Eventually, I hear a sound that makes me feel weighty, two or three from my feet.

The engraving of the iron lattice was adamant in heat and other degeneration-related matters, so cutting using water jets was possible.

Though engraving technicians wouldn't even think of using water to tear matter apart.

Either way, the grabber man who was watching the thing was circling his eyes on the bed.

"... that's another weird magic, too. What happens when you cut the engraved steel with water?

"The water cuts amazing when you accelerate it like an idiot. … this is not just water, but a little abrasive substitute (karaki)."

"Where's the information? No. I can't even tell you that at the magic court..."

The man who grabbed me is stunned by this proper explanation.

No, is it about what I did that scared me?

Anyway.

"All right, now you can leave."

"As I said earlier, if you wander outside the prison, the guards will come"

Then I'll knock you down.

"Why would you do that? If we wait, someone's gonna help us, right?

Indeed, a normal aristocratic descendant would have a good chance of doing so. If you've been put in by mistake, it's a reasonable line to assume that help will be forthcoming, and in fact, we have allies like Noah and Crave here. If you wait, you'll get out for sure.

But if you spend too much time here...

My sister's in danger.

"Am I?"

"If I can't move like this, I don't know what will happen to my sister"

That character of the Marquis. Mouthfeel. Likely to come out by tough means.

I'm insured for once, but that's not necessarily going to work.

But now we have to get out of here and take action.

The danger of breaking out in a high-ranking nobleman's mansion is second only.

I can't replace Risha's life.

"... what the hell is going on in the end?

"My sister kept evidence of bad senior aristocracy from an official, and he caught me."

"Huh. You tried to help me, Hema, and you caught me."

"That's the place."

Nod honestly. Sure, this would mean I hit bad. I am now in more distress than I thought.

In the meantime, the man who grabbed me throws up cold.

"Even so, nobility. Same thing. The great guy's always dirty on the money."

……

"But don't deal with nobles from the front. It's not good, is it?

"So you're abandoning my sister?

…………

With that said, the grabber man silenced himself.

While I wonder about a grabbing man with an inconsistent attitude from earlier, I peek outside the prison saying it's not the time.

Right, left of the aisle. No one. Clarify your ears, but you can't even hear footsteps in particular.

In the meantime, there are signs behind the lid.

Turning over his shoulder, there was a man standing behind him.

That's when.

- I'll give you a hand to get out.

The man who grabbed me told me that.

"Huh...?

Suddenly, and unexpectedly, I get stuck in my head.

But the man who grabbed the crowd left room for this mess, and he kept repeating his words.

"Instead, prepare the reward. Money, huh?

"No, uh..."

"What?

"What... why the hell?

"Don't look so surprised. I thought it was going to be gold.... So? If I give you a hand, will you pay for it?

"Oh, yeah. I'll do whatever I can to help."

"I'll take care of it."

"Uh, yeah."

I haven't turned my head yet. What the hell kind of blow is this? I don't know, but if you can help me with anything, have you ever been over it?

"... uh"

Well, I try to call you, and I get stuck in words about how to call you.

Then did the man who grabbed the man guess what it was?

"- It's a kazy. Kazzi Guari."

"Oh. Okay, you're a cuz. I'm Arcs Laceft."

"Ray... are you that famous military kid? Knock."

Don't you like being noble? Kazzi goes bad.

... Kazzi Guari is now one of us?