Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

Beric was flabbergasted by the truth revealed in the carriage. Probably hasn't revealed everything, but the shock still was painful that I'd never tasted.

I didn't want to hear it if I could, but it was certain that this would be a clue to saving Ars. In the first place, Babel's protective wall is not revealed in any way about the half-side, its internal structure, which is said to be even the highest technology reached by mankind.

Because of course they went in and out, even those involved in the production were lay down. No, I wasn't sure if I could say this was down. Because no one knows.

It's a very simple story. Because mankind has only fled to mark a building that is likely to reach heaven.

Regardless, its management has until today been entrusted to the Führer and others have not even come close.

The Black Box, the [Tower of Babel], sought more as the last fortress of mankind driven into distress than the wisdom of mankind. Should I call it a flag?

This is also why some of these beliefs are still well rooted. In fact, the pseudo protective walls manufactured by various countries have not been as effective as Babel's. That was the current situation where there was no prospect of improvement for a huge amount of energy.

However, there are some reasons why it is difficult for the Führer and others to do so.

The Führer cannot enter Babel again. As if that is the building of God.

So only a handful of selected people realize they are protected by a lofty protective wall that may never end.

Regardless, Bellick is aware of the fact. No one can enter Babel.

That is why the facts revealed by Cicernia are nothing but stunning.

"So [the tower of Babel] was created by mankind?"

"Absolutely. I don't know, man, but I thought you were made by a god as kind as a believer?

I wanted to categorically deny it, Beric, but if no one can actually get in, I have to think so. The protective wall is now supposed to be capable of expanding the territory at the same time.

That's why they're weakening their effectiveness.

In fact, the intrusion should have been impossible but could have been manipulated. The Governor cannot know that the Führer only has operational powers. Because the instructions have now been conveyed by the Governor to the Führer as the most important case.

Some progress, if you ask me so, is on record as well as history. It was a long time ago that Babel existed, but it was roughly 50 years ago that its protective wall was actually stretched. It is assumed that the Kronos raid brought together prominent researchers to fight demons and bring together scientific excerpts.

"As a matter of fact, the heads of state can't get in. In that sense, some Führer may not think of it as an artifact."

"-!! So, how do you operate?

"It has to have access codes held by each country. But only Alpha can get in, even in seven countries."

The look on Cicernia's face that so reveals is dark.

This is a question that has been considered a wonder of the world over the years. I can't think of any reason why Babel's technology would be kept secret just because it can be manipulated.

If she had a grip on the reason, it wouldn't be a joke.

At last, Beric must be prepared to take it to his grave. I don't even have to check it now.

Cicernia denies to regret, "Yeah, you're not".

"It's an unrequitable sin of the Earl Zeit family. If this is a problem... no, I'm a person who turned away."

How does Beric relate this to this one case to Cicernia, who gets no guidelines? Swallow the words that hung down your throat and wait.

But then Cicernia shuts her mouth. That was when the carriage stopped.

"Here we are, Master Cicernia."

"Well, shall we go, Beric?"

Sisernia's voice as calm and unchallenged as a fresh stream against Lynne, who opens the door. Still, I felt Rin's will for coolness.

Bellick felt like the usual luxurious palace was causing disturbing signs at this time. Outside, Letty is on guard. There was also a lot of increase in numbers, Letty's troops must have joined us on the way.

It is a well-known fact that the palace is a state organ in charge of internal affairs and foreign affairs.

Even so, the tranquility to this unusual point, it would be strange if the interior was not in a rush for this emergency.

But in fact, while Cicernia guided me, I was never different from anyone else.

Lynne replies bitterly that you have drawn such concern.

"Don't worry, Governor. We're just getting you guys to move around a little bit, so as soon as you've got the requirements, it's gonna be noisy."

Lynne smiled often.

The three of them go upstairs and enter the Cicernia office, as usual. Her vast interior has a huge strut on the square, but approaching one of them in unparalleled strides.

Behind him, Lynne was locking the door tightly.

Cicernia, on the other hand, pushes the tip of the paper knife that he pulls out of his desk against his finger. A bright red liquid tells her fingers, but she doesn't change her expression.

And Lynne brings one box.

"Go ahead," Bellick stares at the contents he opens. It is the only thing left for future generations only by the Führer - [the King's Seal].

It is unclear what material it is made of, but it is somewhat white reminiscent of the outer walls of the giant white tower.

Cicernia pressed it against her own blood.

"What..."

"Just watch."

And it equals a blood mark. That's one of the struts. I also had a pretty strange design when I looked closely at this. It's as if the bricks were arranged inconsistently and the gaps were plastered and consolidated.

A shiny touch is not a very good look for flattery. This, of course, is determined to be passed down from generation to generation by those who took the throne of the Royal House of Artzeit, not her taste.

That's why the season is getting somewhat old.

Push the king's seal against his face... plug it in. Shortly after twisting his wrist, a chattering sound followed by a mechanical heavy bass that unlocked several keys rang in the strut.

Then a square-shaped gap is created in the Gakong strut, which is punished to the back.

"Become!?

For an adult to enter, he had to be in the middle hips, but there appeared a staircase leading downstairs.

And only the two of us go downstairs. The stone walls are strangely bright. Light comes into being like it's watering down the back. Perhaps there's something embedded in the material used on the wall, something that emits light, but Beric doesn't know it exists.

The humidity drops sharply around the area where it descends for the second floor and starts to feel cold.

So when I went out into the open space, the first thing I thought about was the incredible impression that I stood in the night sky.

It's like a space reminiscent of a grave. It's not strange to have a coffin.

But there was only one white Asian pedestal until it was unusual.

"It's the first time you've let people in here."

"Lord Lynne seemed to know."

"Yeah, you know Lynne exists, too. It was truly abrupt that your father was defeated, and he wasn't informed of any presence here. So, honestly, Lynne's eyes helped."

"I see, so..."

Cicernia then looks back and shows her fingers to her belly.

"Don't get me wrong, I was helped by her demon eye, but I didn't put Lynne aside because of that. I don't care if you don't have a demon eye. I think you found it yourself."

"Huh."

I guess I couldn't give in there. I didn't want them to think I hired her to use me. That's all I care about Lynne.

In fact, Cicernia has no blood relatives. I guess it was too soon to be lonely. That's why her educators, Hooliva and Lynne, were like family to her.

Unexpectedly, Beric has minor doubts about the treasure trove she leaked in the carriage.

That's because we didn't go through the treasure trove this far. I wonder why there... but in the end I never put it in my mouth and asked.

It looks clear as my eyes get used to it. I thought it was a room with depth, but if you look closely, there were three passageways to the left and right, a brilliant light leaking from the back of it.

There are all kinds of gems, coins, and sticks that glimpse through the chirali but sit to the left and right of the aisle. It can be seen that the palace is also decorated in considerable quantities as a decoration, but that is only a small part of it.

The passage was so full of light that I didn't know how far it lasted. I'm blinded in many ways.

"It's not worth much. It took me a long time to realize that."

Cicernia looks at herself in mockery.

Beric hits the gavel of consent. Yes, even if this can moisturize the country, it can't even make peace.

Cicernia smiles bitterly as she trembles and smiles innocently at Bellick.

"It's cold. Let's get this over with. As you can see, this is the room that manages Babel's protective wall. Naturally, there must be the same thing in every country."

"What do you mean?

"You just don't know that much. It's up to the countries, and naturally, the Führer is the only one who knows. But it's just a little different here. As I said earlier, only I have access to Babel's main system. I wish I didn't want to use it like this."

Sisernia like that plugs the king's seal into the console again. Then several lines ran indoors with blue and white light from the bottom.

A huge hologram emerges, in the center of it [Babel System].

Cicernia places her five fingers on a flat pedestal. And when I lift my hand, the blue and white line extends to pull a thread at my fingertips.

Bellick didn't feel any magical elements. Surprise is therefore something that cannot be hidden. He has a background as a magician himself, but I've never seen such magic.

Is that even magic in the first place?

"This is the only alien given to the Artzeit royal family. This is the only way to manipulate Babel."

She is not a magician. Not that there is no magic, of course, but when it came to simple total quantities, it was not significantly different from the average person. That is why it is presumed that this power would be inherited by blood ties that draw a line of things that consume magic.

The original access to Babel and the mere operation of the protective wall was enough for the [King's Seal] given to the nations 100 years before the gathering of the land.

This power, which the royal family of Artzeit takes over from generation to generation, means in the description [melodists], those who play, those who spin.