Fairy Tale Chronicles

"Missing?

"Today's Day Three of Absence"

"... well, it's about them, so they'll find something strange and take all their consciousness that way or something."

Rainey told me about Hiroshi's absence, and Raiot's reaction seemed to be to say he knew Hiroshi.

"Even though you're not caught up in the Bandit Guild's information network?

'Cause when they start moving, they move within a tremendous range. Besides, if you give me a ride that's more than four times faster than a regular carriage, I'm not sure I can capture it when it comes to a bandit guild or a Dar Royal Palace intelligence network.'

'That kind of thing?

'Oh. When you get more than a day's distance in a carriage, in some cases you won't be able to communicate directly with normal communications equipment. When that happens, it becomes a message game and suddenly the probability of information also drops. The info thing is that whenever people have one more mouth, they screw around acceleratively. When the destination is a scorching desert, it's no wonder it's off communication distance'

Rainie snorts, as impressed, at Raiot's words. These things are supposed to have to be acted upon with proper understanding by herself, but they are reactions like amateurs. Although I don't originally expect much, Rayot will be very anxious in the future.

It should be noted that for this regular communication, the communication equipment that Rayot ordered from the Macro and made him make is used. Attaching the booster unit to both sides is an excellent way to communicate from end to end of the continent. When you connect a magical crystal ball or a water mirror, you can also look at the other person's face and have a conversation.

'... well, fine. So, what's going on inside Dar?

"Recently, it feels like the example thief has been vibrantly rampaged. Half of the subjects under investigation were successfully defeated by a prostitute and stabbed to a halt by the Queen. Other than that, I don't see anything particularly problematic. Prices are stable, and there are no particular cases of children being susceptible or having more incidents. Quite a lively round trip to and from the city '

"Hmm. Apparently, as expected, there's some connection between the thief Alvan and the Dar royal family"

'That's for sure. Intelligence from the Bandit Guild suggests that Alvan witnessed the use of a hidden passage in the Royal Castle. "

'... I see. Perhaps that's on purpose.'

"I think so"

He is basically accustomed to the Royal Family, such as the Bandit Guild, which is located in the direct jurisdiction of the Royal Family. There is no other reason than to show that there is no use prying, such as the reason for showing information that would deliberately boast a connection there.

"So, if you don't mind me asking, ask a question."

"What?

"I was looking into it, nobleman, what?

To Rainey's out-of-the-box questions, Raiot looks surprised.

'What do you mean?

"Those people, they're so weird"

"Specifically?

"It's normal that someone else simply mixed up in a wellside meeting and stubbornly tried to chase them around and finish them off?

Quite unusual information is heard and often silenced. It's possible that Rainey stepped on the dodge, but he's not dumb enough to ask a question that went that far in a wellside meeting. If you're so incompetent with boulders, you can't imitate sending them to another country.

'I'll make sure. Did you make any mistakes?

"After the public talk, he was followed on his way back. I thought it would be awkward to find a safehouse, and I failed to sprinkle it '

'... that's a subtle line...'

"I've been curious since then, doing a lot of research, and after hearing rumors about them in public discourse about a pedestrian apprentice or something, I held up the scene several times that he was being lured into an insecure area and was about to be killed."

For this reason, the site we hold down is left to Dar's vigilante, who himself leaves the basics unattended. Even if it didn't help me as a result, I don't care because it's back-to-back business that doesn't stand out.

As a matter of fact, there is an extraordinary reduction in suspicious human deaths from elsewhere recently, as Alvan has interrupted them with about 40% probability.

"What about that information, your bandit guild?

'I haven't flushed it yet. But most of the time, I think I'm grabbing it. "

"I guess."

I admit Lainey's judgment is reasonable, and Rayot nods one thing while I know I can't see it. There is no way that the bandit guild in that area has any idea of what is happening in his territory. Perhaps the reason I haven't got my hands on it is because all the victims are elsewhere, there's not enough material to turn the nobility against the enemy and run to sanctions. If there were a slightly more prominent number of victims, we wouldn't be able to bypass the boulders.

"So, what the hell are they doing?

"You probably don't remember, but the case you tried to kill the Macro, the ones who had connections to its mastermind,"

"I don't remember the incident, but how did the rebellion that was caught have to do with it?

"That's the place."

So, I'm somewhat convinced. I don't know the previous Farlane due to the effects of the medicine, but I still know that the popularity of the current royal family is not as lukewarm as it would have been in a year or two. Even though the situation was such that the Farlane royal family was tied with both hands and legs thanks to their predecessors at the time, it was obvious that, given a little thought, rebellion and other things would not work.

There's a connection to those obviously insane people who rebel in that situation. Even if you're not in a decent thought circuit, you don't deserve any surprises.

"They couldn't think properly because they were struck in the head, but apparently the connections were similar."

"When you get hit in the head by a curiosity, do you get that retarded?

"Well, I guess it depends on the degree"

I decide to go that far and return the conversation I put on the side road.

'Right for now. The investigation into them is ongoing. Parallel to that, for a while, follow up on the suspicious death of a temple official I heard about earlier. Perhaps there's some connection behind it'

Copy that.

"And when they get back, make contact once, and tell them all the information you got at that point."

"Are you sure?

'It's necessary. But don't go near Hiroshi, okay?

to the words of Rayot, who beat him to hell from heaven,

"I can't."

'No, I'm saying it for you...'

"You think you can look at Honey, smell Honey, and restrain yourself?

'... you did. You were such a creature to say that...'

Rayot sighs deeply as he clearly understands that he is out of control and apologizes to the macro in his heart. The ordeal for Hiroshi was imminent.

"Brothers, there's something weird going on."

Return from the desert. In one box, Mio leaks pompously.

"Are you weird?

"Human type flying object with indefinite name and low presence"

"Maybe Bardo."

"Baldo."

At the moment of hearing the indeterminate name, Makoto and Tatsuya determine strangely forcefully. But for that.

"Maybe you're a fake Baldo or a copy or something?

A macro bumps into such disagreements.

"Hey, Hiro."

"Hmm?"

"Is the difference any impact on what is going to happen or what is going to be done?

"The strength of the enemy and whether the mastermind is alive or not is changing."

"No, well, I guess so..."

Run around looking for fields that seem easy for us to do while having a subtle metaphorical conversation with others. Returning poorly to the city of Dar could be the feather of engaging ordinary people and softening flashy fights. If Dar's series of incidents is what Bardo did, I don't think he'd hesitate to act terrorist like that.

"Um, what is Baldo?

Judith, who had been listening strangely to the conversations of Honda, asks thoughtfully. Sometimes they just immerse themselves in the inner circle, so if they don't ask questions at the right time to pinch their mouth, they'll be left out of the conversation.

"An evil sect dwarf who tried to overthrow Farlane. I hear there's a bandit cutting off one of them without a question."

"Is there such a thing?

"I'm here. It's a lot of trouble to fight normally."

Tatsuya returns a fairly out-of-the-box answer to Judith's question and turns her gaze to Hiroshi in an attempt to confirm the response of the moment.

"In the meantime, the shield system has been activated."

"How much offense can you withstand?

"If you say it when you're in Farlane, do it, except for the last Hell Inferno."

"Then do you see how they come out"

"You don't even have to see how to get out."

At the same time as Macro's comment, the whole car rocks a lot. Apparently, he ate a body hit. One box that has been shocked several times since then to keep standing. Honestly, I don't feel bad about riding, although I don't feel like I'm going to roll over because of the special auto gyros made by Hiroshi.

"They're flying in the boulder, and the escaping side is at a disadvantage."

"Totally."

Hiroshi and Tatsuya continue a relaxing conversation, reassured by a one box that is flashly shaken but not heavily damaged. Ordinary cars are a big mess a long time ago, but it's not enough to break this one box, which is more sturdy than tanks.

"So, do you have any countermeasures?

"In the meantime, let's stop them from moving."

"Do you have the ability to say that too?

"Oh, of course."

Tatsuya laughs unexpectedly at Hiroshi's predictable answer. A gimmick-laden car that you don't know what to use for this hand is something that makes you pretty excited, even if you don't have to say it to an old man and it's a pretty good year. Instead, the guy is generally vulnerable to the word "state-of-the-art" technology, whether he's a geek or not, but a new feature for combat.

"Then start fighting back?"

"First, lead me to the desert."

"Copy that!"

As requested by the Macro, the direction of travel is changed while drifting flashly, accelerating at once with accelerator beta steps. I've never been able to get out of here before except when I was used to it. It accelerates in just a few seconds to a speed that's not suitable for driving a bad road at a speed of 160 kilometers an hour. I run straight to the desert.

Regardless, there's no way you can do such a rough imitation and keep the inside of the car safe. They haven't all taken care of themselves because they were wearing seat belts, but suddenly they swung so big that the mahjong and Mio sitting at the window would hit their heads as hard as they could. Without autogyros, if you're bad, it's a level of behavior that's overturned. Instead, you'd be lucky to have done so.

"Hey Tatsuya! Drive a little more politely!

"Brother Da, girls treat you more gently"

"The complaint in that hand, tell that shadowy villain!

Tatsuya blocks Makoto's complains while indicating the indeterminate name/Baldo who removed the body hit and switched to jamming with flamethrows. He wasn't able to get a per-body attitude right away because of a sudden drift turn that punched him in the void, and a significant increase in speed. I have stuck it in a slightly longer tree that was growing on the meadow by the street when I removed it and knocked it down as much as I wanted, but no one cares, including the person who knocked it down.

As it is, Tatsuya blasts off for the desert while continuing to drive even rough. The indeterminate name Baldo, who at some point in plain sight transforms from human to demonic and comes after him while attacking him with his firepower up. It would be catastrophic if this were at a time when there were many people on the move, like in the morning or when the sun starts to fall, because of the problem of time zone and position and there is currently very little movement to and from the desert side.

"You see the desert!

"Keep it right off the street. That's it!

Thirty minutes to play dead heat. One box to finally come back to the desert. This troublesome chase seems to be over. It is striking that the Norton sisters are trembling in an overly rough move, leaning back and continuing to pray to God.

"Go straight into the desert like this, are you okay?

"I just changed the mode, so run normally."

"What kind of one box..."

One-touch One box that allows you to toggle desert specifications, tropical specifications, cold specs, and more in full automatic. No matter how classified you say it's a golem carriage and not technically an automobile, Tatsuya doesn't feel like doing too much all you want with boulders. Even though Japanese cars are world-class in terms of environmental resistance, they don't run from snowway to desert without any fine maintenance on boulders.

"Fair enough. How far do you want to pull?

"In the meantime, even if you let go of the big guy, let him affect the streets."

A macro that sets a huge number of target points in the navigation while manipulating the touch panel planted in the passenger seat next door. Tatsuya runs to that point at a glance. The wide area is an indeterminate name/bald that sticks in without showing signs of loosening the tracking hand just for convenience. It was about time, near the target point, that the macro finally showed movement.

"Hey, it's time to go!

Operate the panel, capturing a valve with a subtle design different from that of Farlane in the center of the screen, and manipulating the switch in anticipation of when it will come to setting up a body contact.

"First of all, a special bird mochi bullet!

At the same time as that word, a giant bird mound spreads to the front of the bald in the screen. It is disastrous that the speed has been increased for the body to hit, and there is no room to avoid it. Baldo rushes in from the front.

"Yo! Hit ya! Brother, pull over!

"So the restraint is over?

"No way. Keep going! Hardener next! More debuffnets! Binding junction bullets to stop!

One box that fires one dubious one after the other where the hell did you plant such a thing? The curing agent solidifies the bird mound to a rubber-like feel, cutting off the force to resist with the various degraded abilities conferred on the debuffnet, the bald that seals the movement completely with a captive junction bullet. Tatsuya doesn't know if she should be impressed or frightened by the way that it needs to be done so thoroughly.

One thing I can say is, this one box is worse than the car from a spy movie a long time ago.

"Again, I can't forgive you."

"'Cause if you let me wander around free, I'll take care of it"

"Well, yes..."

Based on the amount of air that is leaking, this presumed bald can be judged to be a strength that is clearly not significantly different from the bald one that was terminated with the fur lane. When I see that it has been so stunningly sealed off, I find it hard to say anything.

"In the meantime, it would be depressing to be resurrected. You're gonna have to finish this."

"Do you still do it..."

"Naturally. I don't know when you're gonna break through, and, uh, I don't know, blow it up without a trace or something. All the time, move your back to the street."

"Heck..."

Move the car to turn its back on the street as instructed, considering that it would be Baldo, etc. and throw it nowhere else. Even on the move, in the corners of the field of vision, bird mounds hardened with curing agents can be seen pulling shivers.

"See, the last finish. Go. Mio, are there any shadows around?

"No sign of a person within a kilometre radius"

"Roger, no problem. Safety lock, release. Energy bypass connection, start charging. Body fixation"

Whenever the Macro takes one step, the ominous sound of what it feels like to be there in the car begins to leak. Sometimes it's about a captive system that hasn't been busy before, and in many ways it makes me very anxious. Let him do what he wants, are you sure he's okay?

"Bypass Liberation, Barrel Set, Deployment. Energy charge complete, aiming set. Impact Resistant Shield Deployment"

A macro that strangely pales through the procedure. Barrel set, spring vegetables who witnessed a giant arm cross the window at, but understood what they were trying to do at the point of the word barrel, so I decided to put a penetration in after it was over for now and watch it bypass here.

"Ready! Hold on tight and keep your head down because it might come as a shock!

"I'm willing to let go of any big, powerful shelling, dude!

"I'll know as soon as I see it! All the time, heavenly and earth ripple cannons, fire!!

If you do, proclaim it high with a good smile and press the button somewhere else than the operating panel. At the next moment, a huge chunk of magic fires from the roof of a one-box, hitting directly on the presumed bald after about a two-breath time lag.

It was a lot harder after that. The fired heavenly and earth fluctuating cannons and the dozens swallowed something light and wore a giant crater, driving away the monsters that were in the vicinity, only to be tired of winding up massive amounts of smoke and generating a major earthquake. The one box is safe because it had an impact shield over it that fixed the main body, but at least the space about two kilometers radius from the blast site is not enough.

Most importantly, although destructive power is spreading, and thus increasing in scale, the actual attack power can be overwhelmingly higher in Titanic Roar and Mio Extra Skills.

"Did you overdo the full charge?

"Did you do too much? No, it's not!

"Hong-kun, changing the terrain to boulders is a bit..."

"After that, I usually have zero vision right now, so I can't move from here."

It's good about the ruins. It's good this time, seriously. Making Mad do what he wants doesn't do a lot.

"After all, what was that?

"Heaven and earth, wavy cannon? It's like Hell Inferno has different attributes in terms of performance. However, unlike the other side, the basics are a one-point attack, and in terms of the range of action, this one overwhelmingly loses. Anything but one bullet and about 10% of the virus can go to ruins."

"That's a mess, dude!

"No, no, no. It takes three hours to cool down the cannon itself once fired, a week to cool the entire system, another week to store energy, because of very little hassle trumpet weapons and neon, that's about it."

Trump card, for sure. But the timing of the cuts is too destructive to be extremely limited. Such an armed, not very, but not something I could count on. It is an attack of the dimension that it is impossible to fire itself, unless it is situated in the desert of Dar.

"I mean, it's an indescribable name, but you gave it to me?

"That's the original name or something. As a result, the most obnoxious person in this series is the heavenly and earthly gunner. Numerically, a charge of about 5% makes the current power feel funny with your nose. It's the biggest weakness in being able to operate without being able to mount it on a vehicle or ship."

There are only military uniforms for installing vehicles on boulders, and the name and power seem to be arresting in many ways. For the record, this heavenly and earth wave cannon, the core of Baldo, knocked down by a fur lane, is used in the material. Because it was highly unlikely that things would go wrong if they stayed put, they twisted around in a variety of small pieces to completely exasperate themselves and make them part of the cannon.

In other words, this indeterminate name Baldo was blown away by a weapon that used some of his colleagues as material.

"So, Master"

"What?

"Is this the end of the gimmick for combat?

"Later, you can still use the auxiliary guns. And put out a few special bullets."

To Mio's question with his eyes shining, this again comes up with a noisy word very normally. Somehow, what we're doing is like some RPG that excavates tanks, drills holes, and modifies them.

"Hong-jun. I just want to ask you once and for all for the future, what kind of auxiliary gun is that?

"Magic laser cannon. I had a problem with the machine gun system, but it was over there at the limit of the quantity."

"What's the power?

"The level at which Mio shoots normally with a bow made of hunter trees, nah"

It's subtle. As a flying tool, it is an amazing power, but it is a really subtle line as to whether or not to go to the Bald Class.

"Well, I can fire you all the time, but now I can fire you."

"Maybe?

"There's a shared delay in the entire armament of the car, about thirty minutes for a heavenly and earth-moving cannon. All I can do now is run as a regular car and transform it into a stall and do business."

"No, I think it's usually enough..."

"Radar's dying now, too. It's dangerous to move around badly, and I need to wait a little longer."

Seeing a sandstorm that hasn't subsided yet, he says something he can't do to relax. Nevertheless, the sand simply rose with a flash of strong wind, so unlike a normal sandstorm it would fit in without waiting that long.

"Nevertheless, it's a long storm to simply wind up in a shockwave"

"Looks like you blew up a lot more than I thought."

"Don't say it like any other HR, principal offender..."

"Some kind of story."

After a while of wasting it and so on, my vision finally clears up.

"Just in case, I'll see if that survives."

"Oh, I'm going, too"

Copy that.

There is no particular lingering temper, and Debuffnet and the bondage junction are specially made to crush even Octogal metastases. It's unlimited that he could have escaped or still survived, but if he was leaking, it would be a hassle.

"Spring vegetables for now, when I do this"

"Yes."

The two of them give the so-called gas-masked thing to spring vegetables and move out of the car to the blast area on guard. In the heart of the blast, the presumed Baldo, whose death was no longer inevitable, still persisted in surviving.

"Oh, he's alive..."

"In the meantime, stop stabbing"

The hater in the Japanese kitchen, the indefinite name Baldo who showed his life force like a moving arthropod with a black twinkle, but in the end, he was struck in the head by a magnificent man without being able to deal any kind of blow, and he wandered his core, and died without even pronouncing his last words.

"Hey, Spring Vegetables."

"What?"

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey.

Spring vegetables pointing their gaze at those pointed by Hongkong, thrilled that they are acting alone. There, desert delights, such as sandbirds and sandmantas, were rolling in considerable portions.

"... wow, it's true!

"Hey, Mio, I'll get you."

"Oh, I'll get it. Hiroshi, dismantle it first."

Copy that.

I can't go back to Dar by the end of the day anyway. At a time when the matter becomes decisive, a line is to relax until the end of the day and curtail the profits. Around not even the Norton sisters speak differently, it is indeed stained.

This time Bardo, who could not be given a definitive name until the end, ended up being treated with material by the Macro without being able to make a big deal out of it, without even telling him what he thought and went into such a direct attack due to the serpent at the level where he put out Yamatano Orochi.

"What do you know about desert freaks?

"Is Alvan's husband interested, too?

"I guess that's natural. Even if I say it will take more than a day in the carriage, on the contrary, it is a day if you want to go to the desert. I don't know how that would ripple into this dar if something strange happened in that place."

"Is that what it is?"

"That's what it is."

Alvan informs his own collaborators who are circling collecting city rumors in some accidental way, somehow preaching one of the rationales of the world. Needless to say, due to this, neither does this accidental people-style collaborator know the face under Alvan's mask.

"This is where rumors come together about the status quo, the anomaly. Come on."

"I see. Still at your place, the only thing that's confirmed is that suddenly there's a loud noise, the earth is shaking, and there's a terrible sandstorm rolling in."

"Oh, I'm sorry."

"No, a decent analysis would be harder than the information so far so complex. It's as good as we can confirm the phenomenon."

List in your head the information you want to ask your frightened collaborators what they can finally do.

"The rest is right. Any new information on the strangely aggressive crazy people who have been around lately?

"I'm sorry, but I haven't moved much lately, and the rumors I've gathered are subtle. Come on"

"Lately? How long has it been?

"Heh. The guys my husband cared about started putting out stalls every day. Come on."

To that word, Alvan moves his eyebrows slightly as though they were still.

"Sir, do you have any idea?

"No, but I just told you that, and the information that comes in probably won't change."

"Oh, is that so?"

"That's what it is.... Right. As I ask you to continue collecting rumors, I also want you to explore the movements of the Iglesios Temple officials in this city more deeply than ever before."

"That's okay, but where you really went in, it wasn't my husband's or Sparrow's brother's specialty, Mr. Straw?

"You naturally move that way. But when it comes to taking the back, you can't be quite foolish about rumors. Totally. I used to say you can't put a door on a person's mouth."

To Alvan's words, I nodded inadvertently that it must be. Most importantly, as for the man who has been collecting information on the cloistering style for many years, I wonder if the rumours are so inconceivable with regard to this temple relationship. At any rate, I don't know where the people involved are going to be targeted or how to deal with them afterwards. Because of that, the rumors are skeletal or muscular, I don't really have that kind of thing and it's hard to sift through. Even though it happens occasionally, it's also hard to report to Alvan when very little is even close to the frying phrase with dispersed directions so far.

"Whatever it is, don't expect too much from my job this time. No. On the contrary, the tail is just a rumor that suddenly flies from fish to rock worm..."

"In the meantime, just a rumor with some information behind it."

"Heh. Well, let's find out. Come on."

If Alvan asks me, I can't say I don't like it. It'll probably be hard work, but I don't care about that otherwise. My role is now more basic because I have a better chance of being in jail.

"Oh, put it that way"

"Hmm? You got something?

"When the people my husband cares about disappeared from the city, the noblemen and the temple were in a strange panic."

"... Hi, I have the impression that there is a lot of aggregation there, what do you think?

"I agree. Come on. If they're headed for the desert, maybe they're chewing on today's desert freaks. The people who attacked the temple may have been killed because of that freak."

In accidental terms, Alvan smiles inadvertently. Certainly not zero as a possibility. But it would be only convenience to say that it would go that well.

Assuming you were raiding a temple official to the same extent as Bardo, who once slashed himself away, you're not the one to be able to end it so easily if you're raided from the front. Alvan also succeeded because he could win alone, unintentionally aiming for the pre-transformation without question, and using even the greatest depths passed down to his own lineage to cut off his opponent in pieces at once. If you're in a position to be raided, you're aware to say that it's a subtle line whether you can win without losing easily.

"If the assailant we're chasing is what we expected, at least the lead offender won't be able to end it that easily."

"If that's what my husband says, I guess so."

"Nevertheless, I hear they are winning by fighting the mastermind I anticipate, their opponents to the same extent. If their aim is to accompany them as priests and apprentices, it is not possible that they were raided and repelled."

Alvan looks serious and makes such an analysis, but I don't even imagine that inadvertent words are piercing the middle of the truth on a boulder. Although it is impossible to understand the full array of macros in the subtle information gathered only by hand from other than once we met each other and then by accident.

"Whatever it is, the story around it won't go any further than they won't come back. Until then, explore all kinds of things in the same way as I said."

"I understand. What about my husband?

"I'm gonna love the flowers for a little while."

Alvan who abandons his disturbing words and disappears from the spot. I don't care because it's the usual thing, but it was inadvertent to think about something that was true to instinct, such as wanting to open up a little bit.

"We're back. Any new information on desert anomalies?

Dar Royal Palace. The Queen, who was absent in the name of a meeting with the Temple, asks Sergio about her greatest interest now when she returns. This outing was also a discussion of this anomaly in the first place.

"It's been a long time since you were just talking in the temple. There's a lot of information coming together."

"Right. We stopped by to collect everything we could."

"Your Majesty, do not wander around in this emergency..."

"I don't know who's going to grab me or what I've earned on my feet."

Dependence on sources solely for those involved in the royal palace is not something the queen can do because she is scared. Assuming you weren't walking around on your own and gathering rumors and such, if things were to go wrong and Sergio would betray you, you would become a naked king who knows nothing. Sergio is not so likely to betray us as things stand, but there is no word for absolute.

To tell the truth, as a queen, I would like to change the system itself, whereby all the information in the court passes through Sergio once, but unfortunately the status quo continues because no other suitable person can be found.

"Well, let's get back to it. Any new information?

"Right. Earlier, the investigation team returned. Is it the biggest information that the point of occurrence has finally been narrowed down?"

"Hmm? Around which?

"It's about fifty kilometers southeast of the entrance to the scorching desert. It doesn't seem clear not to look at the scene, but someone might have activated the magic equivalent of Hell Inferno because of its power to transmit vibrations here."

"... it's a noisy story. But when you're a surgeon who can do all that, don't get squeezed out."

More often than not every decade or so, Hell Inferno works great in monster outbreaks and so on, but naturally, it's not something this world can use so much wheel-wheel. Anyway, the amount of magic you need is literally different from the kind of magic you would normally use in battle. It is difficult for a single wizard to use it normally.

Even Tatsuya, who has more than ten times the power compared to a common wizard, can only be used once in full speed if the cane has no cost-cutting effect, is the one called Great Magic. Naturally, the user will be limited, and it is not that difficult to identify the operator, as he cannot be activated without usually using it as ritual magic or using some kind of aids in large quantities. Though much more fuel-efficient than the Hell Inferno class, Holy Heaven octopolar guns, which enter the Great Magic in their classification in this world, are similar in standing position.

More common people than any other adventurer in the ranks have never seen, and few humans are called the Great Magic. I guess I can't help but say that the scale of the outbreak was the only one and that there was a mutation in the desert. In any case, in the case of Dar, the frequency of use is more than once every decade.

"It's the concubine's personal view, but Bardo and I are involved, rather than the killer?

"Hmm. If you don't mind, can you tell me why?

"Firstly, according to material from Farlane, Bardo and I have normally used Hell Inferno. Besides, the recent raid by a bustling temple official seems to be partly similar to Baldo's M.O."

"Isn't that all thin as a basis? And in the first place, when it comes to Bardo, Alvan should have truncated it without question"

"We worked in Farlane at the same time. Even if people with similar powers exist by the same name, how many things are strange?

To the queen's cut back, Sergio can only snort as he carves a wrinkle between his brows. Honestly, I can't wait to be around creatures that activate Hellferno alone, but scrutinizing information from other countries is troubling that the Queen's allegations cannot be said to be a mistake.

"And this is not the best basis."

"... go ahead"

"At the pre-noon stage, there was information that guests from Farlane had gone to the desert. And the anomaly in the example is after three o'clock. Given the fact that the Norton sisters were together, there's no chance that the outcome of the first battle with Bardo was that weird."

At first, the possibility that I had ruled it out, the Queen telling Sergio the conclusions she had made after serious consideration of it in her head. If it had been established that the anomaly was not of the so-called great magic class, perhaps we would still not have made this theory a one-sided one.

"Well, they..."

"I don't know what means I used, but apparently he's alive. I got stuck in a sandstorm, so I'm getting word from the temple that my return will be after tomorrow."

"Involved in great magic, are you alive..."

"Otherwise, let's stay dead in Farlane's case"

Sergio agrees bitterly with the opinion of the queen without her body or lid. It seems difficult to say that we will take it in because it also has a combination with Farlane, but we shouldn't turn it around on our enemies if we make mistakes. Clearly, I don't feel like I can win.

"Whatever it is, there are future problems. I need you to come to the royal palace as soon as you get back and without disrespect."

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There are future ones too. Anyway, I have to make the connection first. Due to such royal convenience, even Dar was a feather with ties to the castle.

Meanwhile, around that time.

"Dar's Baldo disappeared"

"... the second one. Another thief?

"No. Looks like the guys who set up Farlane's Baldo."

In a certain darkness. When there was something wrong, the people who existed talked about it in a mess.

"Are they again?

"Under what circumstances this time?

"They attacked to kill people with witch qualities, and they were paying back with an unidentified attack as it were"

Silence overshadows that report. After a lot of silence, one opens his mouth.

"So, what do we do?

"As for the new Baldo, the arrangements have already been made. But..."

"I just sent it in alone, and it's likely to end again in return"

"But unlike Farlane, there's nothing more to do than have a spark inside."

Unlike last time, the shadows keep talking in a tone of headache about this time Bardo, who was not even tailored to look like he had a good fight. Again often silence covers the place, and one leaks a word of potpourri.

"... if you can't do it alone, do you want to send in about three people?

"... that's a hand, too, but they don't think there's a Baldo besides themselves. I don't think we can work together.

"I just have to work a little bit and make you think it was a threesome from the start"

"Is it possible?

"To some extent. Originally, I thought the name Bardo was my own, but I know that I have the same position. You can use it to work on it."

In the last shadow words, for now, the policy consolidates. Which way do we pack it as it is? Plus, it's a little tricky, but Baldo himself can create as much. Not at all painless, but it's not a loss that you need to worry about so much.

"So?"

"Well, all of a sudden you wouldn't do well where you sent in the numbers. As a future test case, let's send the two of us in first. Has Baldo already been sent in to arrange this earlier?

"No"

"Then I'll work on my memory. Keep me on standby without activating."

"Okay."

No matter how much you make your own, Bardo has an independent personality at the time you activate him. Changing memory later is difficult. Besides, even if we recorded the setting that we teamed up from the beginning to have an independent personality, we wouldn't necessarily use our heads to collaborate, if not necessarily compatible. There is too much risk when three or more people are out of control in a situation where there is no data. Because I understand that, or no one on this occasion disagrees with the reduction of one person from the outset.

"Well, it seems like my job later. You go back to your work. To fill the world with holiness."

"Oh. To fill the world with holiness"

In the wake of that euphemism, everyone disappears from the spot to return to their respective jobs.

"How can we leave our guests from an unknown continent alone any longer?"

A shadow that whines about such a thing with all sorts of modifications to the bald that emerged from the darkness. I don't feel like sending it in as it is for now, so I just plant something a little gimmicky.

"Well, we'll see what happens later."

The shadow that has finished what needs to be done sends Baldo out expecting him to finish off the guests next time, disappearing into the darkness.

At the same time the shadow was doing that.

"Huh? Can you pick sandmanta, like a shark fin?

"Pick the caviar from the sand beak."

"Isn't a dessert club the best baked crab or something with crab vinegar because it's pretty much gone and sweet?

There was no reason to know about such a new conspiracy over Dar. Under the night sky, Hiroshi was drumming his tongue at a luxurious dinner when he did it with desert bliss.