Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

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The magic of [Frozen Prison "Despire Expedition"] works best with all sides surrounded. The finest magic, but the event alteration included in the Magic Daiichi Grimoire was significant.

What that means, Froze floats the back of his chair and opens his eyes.

"I changed the configuration on the way!!

Guess the process by looking at a bunch of black clothes pierced by ice columns through the torso... but Froze's stunning gets so chilled that he even lags behind his exceptional magic skills.

I saw the boy nestled as if nothing had happened and held a grudge.

"Visaist, what have you done to him!

"As you can imagine. Belik, we can't share your excuses..."

It was in a way impossible for the job behind to turn to Ars. There are unlimited numbers of exceptional magicians, while magic technology is also bright. The military was unable to deal with cases that could not be made public. Beyond the outside world, caution should be exercised in inner troubles. Besides, the situation was out of the reach of the parallel security forces and magicians.

Few of them were tailing inhumane research after the Kronos invasion. Despite the military's fouling, Beric had to look out for the monster's march at a time not long after he took office.

For that reason Ars had an arrow with white feathers. No one wanted me to kill a child.

Ars thoroughly did his job perfectly. There is no such directive as Bellick or Visaist's order to take his life initially.

That's why it was sweet.

Come here. The visaist comes to the end of Bellick's thoughts.

It should also have been for the military to throw Ars into the college. But Ars is unaware of the amount of life he saves by going out into the outside world, the weight of it. That's why I thought it was for emotional education. Perhaps some of them included making you feel repellent about taking your life. Even though it is convenient for the military, it is also because he is still young to be able to reclaim what has been lost.

It's hard to keep your mind in repeated killings. That's why I kill my heart to protect it.

But maybe that's the wrong way.

Visayists had seen Ars smile several times when Ars was still in the squad, but they had also seen it gradually lost up close.

I was originally an Ars who wasn't good at expressing emotions, but I realized that the visaist was a serious matter in the true sense of the word, because there was one thing about Gudma.

It was a slight exchange, but it was common for stoic Ars to report back only the results when it came to the assignment. That's why I was surprised when he listened to the chatter that ensued.

The visaist takes the gaze of all of Froze's shootings at once. She was negative about the magician training program. Of course, I guess I don't understand the need. But from Froze, who retired for childcare, it wasn't supposed to be forgivable.

Even among the three giants, it seemed natural to avoid this topic.

"He was too talented."

I guess it's also because the Visaists are genuine enough to stick around overflowing. If you're a demon opponent, overcome your fears and you can handle it. But killing the same people is not something that most people can do.

Ars was doing it on his first assignment.

Ars now is back in his face at that time.

The visaist swallows bitterness and gives advice to the man who is looking at things a little before himself.

"Molwald, I'm done. Let them pull the squad before it's wiped out."

"Don't be ridiculous, where are the idiots who pull to the point of plunder"

I'm watching the battle, and Ars is probably under similar magic as a visaist. Whatever that is, Als is already overcoming it.

That's what Morocco doesn't know.

Until now, the battle between Ars and Noir has been clearly disadvantaged by Ars. It's a strange sight from the side. Because the usual Ars would have definitely inflicted a fatal injury.

But even if some kind of magic was working, the blow is decisive now. It's easy to read that you can't believe the look on Noir's face.

"Dark system, that's the kind of thing that interferes with the spirit. Don't you, Major General?

Visayists were convinced by Miltoria's assumptions as if they had been corroborated.

Being disturbed by the spirit is rare in the dark system. Above all, the troublesome thing would be not being able to tell if I was in surgery.

Looking at what kind of magic it is, from where Ars uses little magic for noir, there may be some sort of spiritual induction.

"Hung, are you Miltria Tristen? I can't unravel the magic of noir from what I understand. Look."

Molwald plays his fat fingers patsy.

Then I guess they were surrounded, a bunch of black clothes appeared out of the bushes.

Will there be nearly forty people just looking at it?

Still......

"Molwald, you're going to destroy them all!

"I'm not tolerant enough to keep the bad guys at bay. Keep it burnt in your eyes, Visaist. That the first place you've celebrated is Haribote."

Quickly raising his jaw, he simultaneously runs to Ars.

Sitting next to me, Miltoria returns her gaze to the battlefield.

Selva was the only one who responded to the novel, "Oh man, is this still rooted?"

"Sounds like it," only a similar bitter smile is exchanged between the two of them somewhere to give up.

I guess it's Selva that I could also notice the Battle of Ars. It takes experience to be a person who can kill without hesitation. It fades away by stacking, so his battle should be piled with many bodies.

"Me."

To whom did Cerva put his say no, he jumped lightly toward the magician in black who had flown heavenly high. He comes down as if he were a doll spinning the universe. Hands and feet flutter and blood flies from the tip.

Selva crushed all the blood scattered with her left hand and cleverly grabbed the collar of the robe with one hand.

The landed Selva can lie down softly when he makes sure this person is already out of breath.

"That's the Favel family, Lord Selva. It looks like it's far from the old eye."

"Foffofo, it's an honor to keep it in compliment. But no one is too old for that."

Flip the white gloves on your left hand, circle them and put them in your pocket. Cerva put his hands back together as if nothing had happened, and walks out loosely.

Mirtoria becomes obsessed with taking the frying feet of praise for letting go of such a visaist.

"Selva, you're old, too."

That being said, I pointed the tip of the wand towards Molwald, which is across the slope - I can't see behind it from him because Molwald stands slightly ahead of everyone else.

There was a Major General with red muscles on his swollen cheeks.

"I'm sorry. My lord, for how many minutes only the Lord will protect me."

I told him that Cerva, who broke his hips at the end of the day, was only outside the scope of his work.

Fact Selva is crushing only the blood hanging on the froze. Still, I guess it's a coincidence that I haven't hung a drop on a visaist or a mirtoria. In the first place, in the sense of a magician, the blood that flies does not stick in front of the magic that is released out of the body.

It's also true that it's another hassle.

"... damn!

Molwald took out the handkerchief and wiped it, as dirty objects adhered, and threw it away as it was. Still, he cannot distract himself from the tragedy before him.

(What, this...)

"Why can't I kill you!? What's going on?"

"MORWALD! If you don't retreat quickly, you will be wiped out!!

Overconfidence in Morocco, which was also treading as the strongest force in the military, was creating this status quo. A subordinate who is sure to be killed in seconds.

I didn't think it was a shame at all, but it doesn't make sense that I can't kill you. Otherwise, Beric's loss and his subsequent fitting into the cauldron will end with a fantasy.

Surely Ars wouldn't take a pull if he was a demon opponent. But they built drills on drills and raised cruel people who thought their lives were rubbish. Noir can definitely kill you. That must have been proven two days ago. Because he won an overwhelming victory over a famous magician even within the Alpha named Visaist.

Molwald recalled the lapse of the great progression of the past, all the more humiliating, screaming as if he had been pushed on the back by something.

"Noir!! Kill him now. YEAH!!!

Molwald breathing roughly on his shoulders with haaaaaa looks back to see if defeat has passed his back of his brain.

"Visayists, if you're a soldier too, cooperate. Otherwise, the accomplice will be the same!

"If you think about what you're going to say, Major General, do it with this body. It's not even intimidating. I remember you didn't teach in the military until you made your life crude, but I wonder if it's different at the Major General's. If that is the case, His Excellency the Major General should be the first to take the lead. That's why I can't pretend not to look at it."

"You!!

If I were to say that, it was hard to say that Froze had nothing to do with it either. But I can't put in place measures to figure out what to do with that one.

When it comes to persuasion, there will still be no shackles of Ars in front of the goal of capturing and killing. I can be sure that even at this stage he hasn't shown all of his power as a magician.

Above all, that magic......

In addition to the first translucent barrier, she still has an unknown fear of the magic of being magically crushed limbs. They're opponents, too, but they don't know any better than that.

Visaists were known about spatial interferometric magic, but could not teach it. Above all, I can't explain the magic Ars is using right now in what I've been asked.

After all, I guess that means Beric is the only one who can still know the secret to Ars. Black box, seemed like a Pandora's box that couldn't be revealed.

"Do you interfere directly with space? And rewriting sequential variables, no, space compression."

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Visayists and Froze turned to Miltoria almost simultaneously. She would also be more persuasive in that statement if she had originally studied magic.

But was it a good thing to do the unraveling, couldn't afford to pinch the exit, but as a result, she was standing around, or was that all she knew?

"It's only natural to interfere with the space itself as a result of an alteration of events. But that kid doesn't use magic. Feffeffe, maybe that itself is magic"

"They say that's not magic?

Froze's question is natural. Visayists thought the same thing.

"You sturdy bastards don't know. Well, the simple point is, you just don't belong in any lineage. In the first place, the six systems of fire, water, wind, ice, thunder, and earth came from the management of all things, so why do you think there exists a system called the element? If I could explain this properly, I'd stand in a bronze statue. The most prestigious view is hereditary. The pedigree is said to change. It is also said that this is due to mixed blood. I mean, all eight systems are preconceived by the magicians, and none of the researchers think there are only eight in the world. Of course it can't prove more than it doesn't exist. So that's a new system, so far out of line."

"Outside the system, indeed, Ars can use the magic of all systems to a high standard."

Miltoria just laughed at what she expected with the Visaist supplement.

"It may not be included in the pedigree, so there is no superiority or inferiority in other pedigrees."

There are no advantages or disadvantages. I felt that the visaist had stepped into Ars' contraindication about that.