Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

Beliza is the most populous and densely populated city in Alpha, in the middle class and as a major city in the country. The second magic school is also included in this city.

With such a vast area, Beliza had an unlike mansion. In order to protect their lives, aristocrats, merchants and other wealthy people choose to build mansions that are mostly close to the tower of Babel, known as the wealthy. That will also be a status.

But no one likes to build such a mansion in Beliza sooner. You won't find anything big so far to build a separate mansion. In other words, as a nobleman, it seems to show a non-adamant nature. The mansion, which is not even a demonstration, is secluded on the edge.

Beautifully appointed garden just for the look of it. The mansion, visible from the outside, is a quiet impression that doesn't make you feel very popular. Is it therefore due to the use of part of the garden as a home garden that gives the nobles a soothing sense of fun?

Isn't it harvest time? Everywhere was empty in the vegetable garden, growing a few vegetables.

No one will know the owner of this mansion for those living in the middle largest city of Beliza.

One general was now returning home to such a mansion to sperm in the handling of mustaches stored in other countries. The man, who dropped the bubble and exhaled, stared satisfactorily at the face reflected in the mirror.

A vigorous and stern man was shown there.

Visaists returning to Alpha before noon must leave immediately. Therefore, check the clock as soon as possible.

"Did you take some time to take over?"

and I was sincerely pleased with the great role of my old men. Therefore, I couldn't help but stick with my hands.

The visaist broke his cheek as he tightened his belt. Lindelf, who has taken over, is working as an assistant to Balmes. I am not worried even for a short period of time. That's why the Visaists left their troops behind, too.

The visaist, who closed his own closet and was ready, watched the clouds in his brain. This convocation comes from Beric. It is somewhat careless to have to hang the convocation at this time of year. Therefore, I can also see the seriousness of the situation.

I've gained experience to the point where I'm not surprised by any more projects, but the time to be pronounced is not going to clear up no matter how old I get.

"Whoa, I don't know. I don't know if I can keep my time."

Fill yourself with stupidity at the fast moving clock as you scold yourself.

Only when you're in such a hurry, it's less experience. But this time it clears up a few dark clouds.

"Father, may I have a moment?"

Visaists were driven by the urge to stop time approaching by voices that couldn't possibly be misheard in this mansion.

"Get in," he emits with majesty, but the visaist, unable to hold his time with his daughter inside, painfully ties his belt tightly to his neck.

The proud daughter entering the room with poor proof left was overdone by who taught her. Of course, there's no way I can be taught how to be polite, so I can't doubt it's because of the maids and wives who serve this mansion.

I'm sorry. I think I'll be out in a minute.

"I'm sorry"

"Hmm?"

Yes, "I'm sorry" already assumed to take the time. It was a rare endeavor for Felinella. It was supposed to be a pleasure to be a father, but the visaist, who felt the extraordinary wonder, stopped looking at the clock.

"That has something to do with not going to college at this hour."

"Yes."

"Talk to me."

Although I would intuitively consider the content, I would recommend Ferrinella to the chair that you know as soon as you ask.

"Is your father going to headquarters now?

"Oh, the Governor called me."

"If so..."

"Ugh!!

Ferrinella, much closer, retightens her belt. The neck was tightened tightly at that time.

"There is so much clumsiness. If your mother finds you, she'll do it again."

"Shh, sorry."

Although the visaist would recommend it again to the chair to re-compartmentalize the soothing parents and children at all costs.

"No, stop and say something, but let's do it while we're on our way. It'll be over soon."

"Okay."

The visaist, who had Felinella hold the bag, lets go of the initiative. My daughter doesn't have the right to take the lead.

Of course, none of the maids will talk outside the house of the Visaists, even if they ask. Credit is high instead of having fewer followers than nobles elsewhere.

It's a visaist to walk with cuttlefish and noise. Ferrinella is so silent in her legs that she wonders if she's really walking.

The visaist gradually made his face look worse as he listened. I want to compliment my intuition that I'm glad to hear it at the same time.

"I didn't know Klama was on board at the school festival."

"Yes, Mr. Ars left without doing anything about it. The girl was illiis, her real name was Minalis Forse Quartz, and the last thing Klama said was she was going to make a move. Put Mr. Ars on the next target."

"Then I guess it's about that that I was called in."

Pick a word that reassures your daughter with a thought face when you attach it close to certainty.

"Well, it's about Ars. Don't do anything to the detriment of Alpha. But here we are, Krama. They rooted too much for the whole country. It is now also the responsibility of each country to deal with it. That said, Ferri, you don't have to worry about anything. Whatever they do, Ars is the biggest trump card for all mankind. It's not a question of how we can do this. Besides, he's not the kind of balls that get fucked."

"Yeah, I think so too..."

The visaist strained his chest when he saw the unpleasant chest noise on his face. Als has a powerful country called Alpha. There are visionaries and bellicks who have towed it. That's what targeting Ars is all about.

Besides, the highest rank is not Dada. Whether we go back in time, or even try to predict the future, Visaists believe that no more delicacies than Ars will emerge in the future for good.

"Leave that to us. You have to figure out a way to get Ars into a cage as soon as possible."

The visaist, who made a pranky smile, was shocked and held down by Don and his flank on the fence.

A little bit stronger from the side.

"Dad, that's not what I'm talking about right now."

"Don't be so angry. I want you to feel so safe..."

The visaist scratching his cheek tightened his mind at the same time. I can't let go of my son-in-law candidate easily. My daughter's happiness is the happiness of her parents. It was a moment to think strongly about it.

As it turns out... just in case one hundred million, even if Felinella has something to cry about, that's something to decide between the two. Conclusions must not change due to factors from outside.

It was not something I could overlook in the end, either as a parent or as a soldier.

"Father..."

I saw the expression of anxious Ferrinella dropping off to the visionaries I boarded in order to drive to the transfer gate and poisoned him with an inner "son who worries no matter how old he is".

Sometimes we've been dating for a long time, but Als is already like his son as a visionary who has seen growth since he was younger than that. I don't know if this is a word in anticipation of sooner or later turning into my real son.

Regardless, we also know that the concern is not the fault of the Ars individual.

The visaist, who regained his majesty to his face, looked straight at it. I can't think of a word I'm willing to hang on my daughter. This man only had the means to remove anxiety by showing his clumsy but engaged back.

If everything is resolved, you will surely find a good word.

Everything should go back to normal. I didn't hate to powder myself for that.

Arriving at Alpha Army headquarters, the visaist goes up to the top floor without a glance at the soldiers who deflect by the aisle to give him a compliment.

He entered Bellick's office, the Governor General, and his voice questioning him about this convocation was out of place with an answer that went against expectations.

"Visaist, I'm sorry you took the trouble to get me home."

"If it's that much, there's no choice."

During the conversation, the visaist realized. And I'll have confirmation.

"Well, Beric, you called me in on the Ars thing."

"Yeah, but there's not much I actually know. But with clouds that are sure to go in the wrong direction."

Bellick, who made the tannic surface, showed me the data he had received the other day.

"This records footage of the targets Ars played at the school festival. As far as I can tell, my bad predictions are not out of place."

Settling his hips on the couch, the visaist couldn't stop being stunned by the game footage shown on the virtual LCD.

Neither of them seem serious, but the other girl nevertheless has terrible combat abilities. No, I guess it's also called magic power.

"Minaris Forse Quartz, I don't think so."

"............... Again? So, where did you get that information?

The visaist supplements the missing audio in the video with information heard from his daughter.

Things seem to be pushing in a more dangerous direction than expected.

Bellick is better at making these speculations, speculations, and hypotheses than a visaist.

How far ahead have you read?

"I see, has it finally moved? It's really bad when it comes to that."

"We have to hit him quickly"

"No, that's true, too, but it's still not good that Ars missed Minaris"

"He had a lot of ideas, didn't he? You haven't heard anything, Governor."

"Can it be a trick? He's the real governor. But I guess I should say."

"Right..."

The troubled face shaken left and right tells us there is no harvest.

"But I could do what I had to do. I appreciate the information you brought. Now I see the whole story. Ars didn't ask for help here, but he can't afford to arch his hands any more than Klama has to do with it."

"Right, so, what do we start with?"

"Already giving circulars"

I understood that the visaist was not the only one called to the word. I'm sure they called me first.

♢ ♢ ♢

Top both Alpha Army fame. There were so many high-ranking officials on the floor that they had never seen before that they were usually rarely used. Some of them naturally include visaists.

This was not all there because Beric personally hung up the convocation, not as a formal shakedown. A rank of colonel or higher, or a magician within fiftieth place, gathers.

That number exceeds thirty. Everyone was surrounded by a double round table. It is Governor Beric who is at the centre of it.

There was disturbing air all over the dim floor. Probably because it is often a crisis in the country when the Governor convenes so far. But this time the atmosphere is just a little bit uncomfortable.

It was mainly interesting as a warning or alert on this occasion. The content was conveyed with a little blur that Klama was targeting a single magician. Of course, the visaist didn't particularly pinch his mouth because he heard it from Felinella.

That's also because it's a verbal battle, not the combat aspect he specializes in.

"You may have no choice about Klama infiltrating the college, but there's Sisty Nexofia over there. It's hard to imagine how easy it would be to get away with it. Even though I'm retired, it's somewhat strange that I let two singles get away with it that I can see. Insider, or perceived as counter-intuitive."

The intention was clear even if the Major General, pointing it pale, did not speak up. It's distrust of Ars and Sisty. If anyone agrees with the flow of this story, I can't help but detain him.

But still, the visaist shuts his mouth that it is not his role. Beric has a better valve in these situations.

As soon as the visaist arrived, Bellick and I had finished rubbing the story together.

"President Sisty is not responsible for that. Our number one instruction on what we missed."

I panic on purpose. The placement of this seat is primarily - not so much a faction - a structure that solidifies beside the supporting superiors.

Don't give me time to discuss it.

"But I hope you don't get me wrong. Minalis Forse Quartz, a Klama constituent whose real name has been revealed and who has infiltrated alone, but who sounds familiar to this name?

The reaction on this occasion varied even when I threw in the words of the inquiry. Almost everyone would be an unfamiliar name as far as peeking from the look on their faces. I can't judge the rest of it.

"Minaris is a single magician from fifty years ago, and that's alpha."

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"That's crazy. If a single magician of the past still exists, there's no way we don't remember his name. Aren't you going to put it on credibility? Do you have any proof that the person is a Minaris in the first place?"

"No, this is true. I won't reveal it here, but there's some certainty. I'm checking the footage, and no one can fight each other with the # 1 magician in the first place."

"Such a stupid thing!!

"When those who were there heard it, they realized it, and Ars was taking the word."

The high-ranking officials roaring with a difficult face threw their doubts about the subject again. That's why they don't take it as a dissent.

Bellick proceeds as far as possible without making Ars smell uncooperative.

After Ars' white-white report, Beric was conducting his own investigation. I mean overlook if that Ars was full of heads too. That gave this old man one clue. That's a recorded footage of the college's mock game. Video was sufficient to detect the coarseness, although it could not be recorded to audio.

"As far as I'm concerned, I appreciate that Ars instructed a dignified pursuit. I don't know what I can do in that place."

"When it comes to"

"First place and each other, if you try to capture it, you are expected to fight accordingly. We can't have such a catastrophe in a college where future young people gather. Besides, the person named Minaris, ranked second in the past, that's right. I doubted my eyes too. If you're a dying old woman, you can be convinced, but you look exactly like a young girl."

"Isn't it still a thick line of difference?

"No, I'm not. I think she has some peculiar ability. All the information that she existed even retroactively in every past under the authority of the Governor had been destroyed. Don't know what that means. Inside the military, all of them are kept, no matter who they are, no matter what the case. Whether I'm the only one who can view it or not, I don't see any information about her in all of it."

My throat rings.

I suppose you have a faint sense of what that means.

Bellick made a hypothesis even if he didn't speculate. The outrage committed by the army at the time is hung by everyone as a rope to strangle them, even later.

"I can't be wrong. In case she is Minaris herself, the fame of the Alpha Army falls to the bottom of her disappointment. The neck of everyone in this room would be endangered, too. The army must stand without popular support. Based on that, we can understand that Ars hesitated to get her."

"That would mean his first place was that informed. Even with the Governor's authority, we could only get that far..."

A cloudy voice sounds the air and interrupts.

The visaist stared at the general poking at the pain everywhere - though he didn't seem to realize it.

Major General Morwald, who has been serving Alpha for a long time as an aristocrat. He was originally a lieutenant general in the distant cause of the great progression of the past, but he has been demoted on that occasion.

The neck of the uniform that seemed to stick to the bald head, with extra meat on the collar, was on it. The mundane face makes you feel fleshy goodness like you've exhausted your luxury. The medium-fat Morwald sits shallow in a chair, with a number of such medals on his chest as are symbols of the demonstration.

He was often the one who clashed with something when the Visaists were leading the squad with Ars. He's been looking for some kind of legless material since Beric took office as Governor. Bellick was also outspoken because he was still weak in his courtship since his inauguration as Governor. but he should have been lurking the ringing on the occasion of his demotion since then.

But when he came here, to a strong statement, the visaist was in his heart, "Haven't you given up yet," the other way around. Sounds good when it comes to ambition, but Major General Morwald is a soldier who has never been outside. He was a high-ranking official who didn't know outside who had taken over his seat for generations.

Speaking at that age, he's past fifty, but he's the one who fought for Beric and the viceroy's seat. It is, of course, the Führer who decides that, but there is no doubt that, given his status, Beric will be listed as a candidate if he leaves office.

I mean, this is what they whisper all the time, even inside the military. It was that Morocco was after the next viceroy's seat. I couldn't help but think of a forceful way to corroborate the rumors.

Bellick said calmly in an effort. He said there was nothing strange about Ars knowing that the Governor didn't.

"It won't be a big deal. That's about it. The best magicians are rare researchers at the same time. That's not as insightful as it sounds. So far the magic has developed. Didn't I?"

Forced, but Beric abandoned his argument against Major General Morwald, Ars as number one is as visionary as fear. Underestimating a single magician in your own country is a disgrace, on the contrary, an overestimation. Because Alpha has a magician who reigns at the apex of all magicians.

Naturally, I can do that. It's not just magic. It's all in the realm of excellence that makes it number one. Such convincing air propagates.

A word of Beric swallowed up this place.