Magicraft Meister Part 1

"Don't play with me!"

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"Do you know how many of our people have died in what you call the War of Magic?　How can we forget that and get along with each other!"

He is in his mid-forties, gray hair, gray eyes. Bafrosk, with a face full of vigor.

"The androgyny of my clan was killed by a human!　And you still want us to be friends?"

came the uninvited clan leader of the madness.

"Why should we fear humans, an inferior species?

"We will not forgive them even if they bow their heads to the ground and apologize!"

On September 8, the first round of talks at the <> clan's residence are disrupted from the start, and not even a discussion is possible.

"Silence!　Be a little more rational!"

< shouts loudly, but no one listens.

"Everybody!　Calm down!　Get real!"

< shouts in defeat, but still no one listens.

* * * * * *

"Maybe it's a good thing you didn't join ......."

Jin (the <>) is in Capricorn 1, parked about four kilometers from the residence of the <> clan.

Only two people, Belialus and Jarraldos, went to the <> clans. No, they are followed by Anne, who is hiding in invisibility. They do not know this.

And Anne is secretly relaying the discussion.

"This is even worse than I imagined."

Jin, who is watching from the Horaijima command center, lets out a sigh.

It is so chaotic that it makes me wonder if extremists are so incapable of reason.

"They live far away from each other, maybe something happened to them in the thousands of years since they moved here. ......"

Looking at the images sent from Anne's eyes, the appearance of the militants seems somewhat different from the other demon clans.

First of all, they are tall. 180 centimeters is common, 190 centimeters, and some are nearly two meters tall.

And their hair color is gray or black. Many of them have black eyes.

"Hmm?　What do you mean by the opposite?"

The blood of the current people is not so much mixed, which means that they are closer to the masters of <700672>, who came from . "Oh, I see.

"Oh, I see. Is that why their magic is stronger?"

It's a very likely hypothesis. But for the time being, I will not pursue it deeply because it will not help to resolve the situation. We will just sit back and watch how the discussion goes.

I will not pursue the matter too deeply at this time, because it will not help the situation.

After all the noise and commotion has finally died down a bit, Jaralldos of <> speaks up again.

"Food self-sufficiency, think about this first!　If you don't eat, you can't live, this is common sense for all living creatures!　I'm telling you we can make a big improvement!"

But his desperate plea is crushed by a single word from the extremists.

"Well, if you don't have enough, take it. The humans have plenty of food.

Bafrosk says confidently. But Jaralldos could not believe it. It sounds insane.

"Are you serious?　

Yes, I'm serious.

"Yes, I'm sure you are." ......1 I want to ask you. Where do you get your confidence?

Because I looked it up.

"Researched?　What?

About the humans.

And then he says, very loudly, so that everyone in the room can hear.

"All right, listen up. Humans are vulnerable to the heat of magical exhaustion. They can be easily manipulated with slavery magic. And above all, they have great ...... desire."

This was part of the information about mankind that had been gathered so far, mainly by the <>.

"Gravitational magic cannot be countered. Not to mention individual power."

"...... but there are a thousand times more humans than us."

"Well, only if you hit them head on, right?　There's lots of ways to do it. You can spread disease. You can manipulate them into making them fall out with each other.

Then Belialus interjected.

"Humans may be like that. But you forget about the Magecraft Meister."

"The Magecraft Meister?"

Yes. You said something about gravity magic?　I heard that Lardus has been defeated.

Hearing Jaralldus' statement, for the first time Buffrosk was at a loss for words.

"You know about ......?"

"And < didn't cause much damage either. And I also heard that they were trying to manipulate it, but they were discovered and ran back?"

With this statement, the radicals who had been making a fuss finally quiet down.

"Humanity may indeed be insignificant. But not the Magecraft Meister, right?

"Hmmm. Lardus may have lost. But there is only one opponent. If we come at him in force, he won't be able to handle us.

"You know nothing. A few hints are enough for the Magecraft Meister. If you had that much information, you would have already developed a countermeasure long ago.

Baphlosk, who was trying to convince himself that he was a sore loser, looked at Jaralldos' words.

"What are you talking about?　Jaralldos, have you lost your pride?　Even if your opponent is a Magecraft Meister, he is still a human being, isn't he?

But Jaralldos persists.

"The greatness of the Magecraft Meister lies in his creativity!　He can create things that can change the world, that's the Magecraft Meister!

That's nothing compared to the overwhelming power of the Magi Craft Meister!

You don't know what you're talking about!　Overwhelming power?　That's a word only a Magecraft Meister could use! Wake up, for God's sake!

Wake up yourself! Don't forget the pride of the Magi!

These words are indeed pleasant to the ears. But Jaralldos knows that the demon tribe is now treading on thin ice.

"You can talk all you want. If you truly care about the future of your clan, think with reason. Don't let your emotions get the better of you."

But Bafroscu and the radicals, who are heating up again, are not listening.

"I don't think we're on the same page here."

Bafrosk laughs condescendingly.

"Think again!　Chill out!"

Jaralldos screams.

But the extremists don't listen to him anymore. They just laugh.

(Trap disarmed, no problem.) * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

(Trap disarmed, no problem)

<.

(You have finally made it this far, haven't you?)

Now, Lao Tzu is in close proximity to the base of <>, a room which can be called its command room.

He was hiding in the air-conditioning pipes installed in the ceiling.

And slowly, crawling along at a speed of a few centimeters per hour, it was now directly above the control room.

"......"

< is there, but I cannot hear his voice.

There is no one to talk to. As a homunculus, <> does not talk to himself.

(I guess we can only guess from his behavior. ......)

Then the old man entered a long observation state.

He hides himself in a place separated from the others by a ceiling plate and leaves his vision to the finger golem. This way he would reduce the risk of being detected by .

(I see, I was wondering what that window means.)

Lao Tzu, who was sorting out the visual information from the finger golem, was inwardly convinced.

He wondered how he could get information from the by just glowing or dimming, but it turned out to be quite simple once he understood.

（It turns out to be quite simple.)

Yes, the vision of not only Lao Tzu but also Reiko, Anne and Golem is usually adjusted to the visible light range ...... for human beings.

This is because there is a possibility of communication conflicts if they see different things.

In terms of wavelength, it is approximately 400 to 700 nanometers. Of course, with some adjustments, we can see ultraviolet rays below 400 nanometers and infrared rays above 700 nanometers.

(Ultraviolet light at 300 nanometers? ......)

When we extend our vision to ultraviolet light, we can see the letters.

<, but the finger golem's vision.

This means that our distant ancestors and homunculi can see ultraviolet rays.

In the past, the existence of the Stealth Platoon (SP), which had been concealed by stealth, had been discovered because of its wide visible light range.

Lao Tzu thought that the current would be safe because the effect was extended to both infrared and ultraviolet light.

He continued his observation for three whole days.

Lao Tzu was able to grasp the movement of little by little.

(Extremists?　It seems that there is a spy, or a covert spy, in .......　(It seems that there is a spy, or rather a covert spy, in .)

> seems to be tracking the movements of Jin and the others through the extremists.

(It seems that some of them are friends. ......)

(Some of them seem to be his friends. ) He had contacted somewhere only once.

This made Lao Tzu hesitate to attack <> directly. He judged that it was not a good idea to leave the identity of the enemy unknown.

Lao Tzu was always cautious.

And the fateful day, September 8.

disappeared from Lao Tzu's presence by a metamorphosis.