Nozomanu Fushi no Boukensha

Transfer magic formation.

That's hardly, like, a labyrinthine-only substitute, casually placed in a place like this.

Because I don't know how to draw it.

No, isn't that strict?

Drawing the same shapes can be done by masking them.

But even then it doesn't run where it did.

That's what I don't really know.

Therefore, we can only find it in the labyrinth to refer to the new metastatic magic formation.

Some labyrinths change their internal structure day and night, and in the depths of the labyrinth that said so, new metamorphotic magic formations are created and disappear.

But this is not a labyrinth.

It is in the Fort, not far from the village of Hathhaler.

How can there be this here?

That was not only Lorraine, but I also doubted it.

Garb and Capitan looked at me and Lorraine with such a surprising look on their face, smiling satisfied,

"... sounds like you surprised me. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

That's what Garb said, and Capitan went on to say,

"It's common in malts like this, I was just in trouble if they told me. We're not very familiar with the center either... Transition magic team, it looks like we haven't figured this out in the city yet."

I said that.

It was a statement that you two were about to make with a lot of penetration, but I think about it a lot and narrow down what I need to hear for now.

"... why is there such a thing? This is supposed to be a substitute that people can't make with their hands. In the center, and that's much more in the city."

Much more urban, that is, the home of Lorraine.

If you're saying it's figured out, you wouldn't even say Lorraine herself doesn't know.

She also had a dialogue at a time when she was surprised by the Transition Magic Formation, thinking nothing more than to say that even her hometown, the Realmud Empire, had not been able to figure out how the Transition Magic Formation worked or how to make it.

Well, since the Empire is basically talking about a military state, military secrecy, if that means it's just a scholar, you can sometimes say that Lorraine doesn't know, but that country is always trying to softly conquer the continent in the first place, which is Lorraine's assessment.

What a doomed kingdom of Yarlan already would be once the transfer magic formation, etc. has completed a device that can send in as many military stations, soldiers and weapons anytime, anywhere.

That it hasn't happened proves that the Realmud Empire hasn't figured out the Transition Magic Formation either.

Well, not to say that the Realmud Empire is the only developed nation on the continent, but it is undoubtedly one of the developed countries, and there is no doubt that such a country is one that even the latest research does not understand.

Garb answers my question slowly.

"It's not like we can make it either. The reason for this… is that this is a substitute that people cannot make with their hands, which is partly wrong."

…… What is that... "

He tried to keep asking me more questions, blocking me, Garb says.

"Well, that's something you can tell by riding this guy. I'll go first. Look, you too."

That being said, Garb pulls the Capitan and quickly rides over the Transition Magic Formation, and the Transition Magic Formation sheds light.

The gleaming galves and the appearance of the Capitans gradually diluted, and finally the remnants of the remaining light disappeared into the air, leaving only me and Lorraine on the spot.

We'll talk while the two of us meet.

"... he said it was funny funny, but hey, Lent. That's really funny...... what is your village? What kind of village?"

Lorraine says so with rarity and excitement.

The scholar's soul must have caught fire.

I know very well.

I mean, I'm a little thrilled too.

Exactly what? This is state.

What comes out sucked too bad.

I was wondering if you had any secrets, but I totally didn't expect the world class stuff to come out so snarky.

Kind of makes me feel like I'm having the kind of adventures that legendary adventurers are doing, like they do in old stories......

Sounds like a long way back when you used to knock down about ten soggy demons every day in a soggy labyrinth.

It's not a long time ago.

With that in mind, I answer Lorraine.

"I don't know about that either... but I knew you'd ride, right? This..."

Of course, looking at the metastatic magic formation, is.

I've ridden the labyrinth's transfer magic formations normally many times before, and so will Lorraine.

But I've never seen a metamagic formation, at least not from the labyrinth.

Naturally, I've never ridden before... and I'm scared of all sorts of things.

I wonder where it leads or if they can come back.

Because that's what I'm worried about.

Garb and Capitan rode effortlessly like that, so I'm sure there's no problem... but still, instinct tells me this is a dangerous substitute, think carefully about it and decide whether or not to ride it.

Your habits are on your face when you've been adventurous while tapping stone bridges......

I mean, I've been reckless lately, or I felt like I could take risky action, but since the basics are cowardly junior adventurers, that's a story I can't help talking about either.

But that's not what Lorraine seems to say.

"If you're saying it's dangerous to get on this, those two won't leave us and just go like that. It won't be a problem. All right, Lent. Let's get in."

That's what I said, he pulled my arm and pulled it inside the metastatic magic formation.

Wait a minute, my heart is still ready......

I thought so, but it was for nothing.

Well, she's certainly right.

Think logically, there's no danger.

It should be.

But I'm a little scared.

I don't know what this is, that's it.

From the end of a high cliff, you say you feel like you're peeking under your eyes while you put a rope on your hips to prevent falling.

I know it's okay, but it's the one called Frightening.

That said, I can't resist because I'm already on it.

Lorraine is next door with a look I'm going to enjoy seeing what happens.

And a stream of light was created from the magic formations painted on the ground, and me and Lorraine disappeared from the spot again.