Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

Just because it was worn at noon, or even in this industrial city [Fallen], there are so many movements of people that it blocks sight.

The smell of oil sticks to my nose from everywhere. But from Ars, I'm used to sniffing this scent.

Ningro, even if this is not the case, it is so much. Most of Alpha's cutting-edge AWRs are made here as industrial cities. That said, the volume of circulation as a mass product is small, and orders are individually received from the nation by high-ranking magicians.

There's still no hammering noise at this hour, and I guess we're all taking it for lunch.

That said, artisanal men and sellers advertise on the main street running to break [Fallen] apart.

When entering [Fallen] via a transfer gate from the army, the main street is just about straight ahead, and there is only a transfer gate at both ends of this boulevard.

Ars just broadens his horizons in an attempt to find the person he wants. However, it is far more difficult to find a single human being in comparison to the individual differences in demons in the field of Ars, which is projected as a silhouette, in terms of how effective this population density can be.

If this is hands-on, the conversation will change again. But Cicernia can be inferior to even college students, even in magical terms.

"Why don't you go first..."

That overflow also broadened the horizon, just before sharpening the nerves, and there was an unusual crowd right at the current store.

I see a woman being entertained by a low-lying clerk ahead of me who managed to escape by splitting the crowd in.

Somehow I had a bad feeling about it. Because there was an abnormal voice jumping into my ear in the crowd.

A number of voices that can be both exciting and admirable.

All of that is touched by the appearance of a woman.

"Oh, it's late, Ars!

The crowd broke in an instant by a woman who raised her hand. That too can't be helped if the name of the man who was scratching the public discourse up until a while ago comes up.

And there are very few moguls in this city who don't know Ars.

"Duh, Mr. Ars!!

"Hey, Mr. Ars is back."

"Hey, get out of the way - it's my husband's return!!

In an instant, the meticulous men of the technicians threw the words of labor at Ars and even appeared to those who moistened their eyes.

Who would want to see all the big men rubbing their eyes in the middle of the day?

Nevertheless, it cannot be made unholy either. I've known them a long time.

But there was no time to spare, and Ars told him to his back where he would be slapped, "Give me a break today because I'll be back again".

And the men lift their cheeks like they perceived something. It's also something you can see at a glance when you look at the immortal beauty in front of you.

But the men gradually changed their complexion by opening their eyes to women to their limits, and their despicable expressions gradually caught their blood in battle.

If you live in this country, you can't possibly not know.

She usually has long dark hair down, but today she's tied in two around her chest and dripping forward. It was supposed to be straight up to the tip of the hair, but only today, the tip of the hair curls and seems to represent how she is doing now.

A beautifully cut forehead around the corner where the eyebrows peek. Each part is beautiful and the contours that surround it are harmonious. It is the overwhelmingly popular head of Alpha, Cicernia.

But he wore casual outfits he wouldn't normally see first. The black based piece has an off-shoulder, detached sleeve sleeves that can be removed, hiding the skin ahead from the elbow.

Even Ars was dressed to be baffled for a moment.

But ignoring the perimeter of falling in love with Ars like that, Cicernia slammed the floor with a high heel, pulling Ars' hand and rushing out.

"I'll be there before you make a scene...... Cah!!

Shortly after I got out of the mansion, I moaned because of my unfamiliar heels. Now Ars pulled that thin hand and turned his hand around his hips to support him.

'Cause I do things I'm not used to.'

For some reason, the drink boils.

A body that was brilliantly prevented from falling, but slightly fancifully snuggled.

"Oh, my God, sometimes it's not good"

"Then why don't you give up and stop running? You're used to being seen."

"That's not the problem, but, well, fine. Naturally, you'll escort me."

"Seems as wasteful as you'd expect from me, though?

"Huh... so is that"

Wake up Cicernia, the two walk out. It's refreshing to break the boulevard in two, but it's hard to say it's quiet.

"How about this, Ars?

Cicernia, cleverly rotating as she walks, flips the hem of the piece.

"It seems to hurt to ask me for taste, even if you ask me. Right, I think it suits you. It's a costume I can't really imagine from Master Cicernia."

You don't have any friends.

"Isn't that mutual?

"I heard young people these days prefer to wear these."

"It's oblivious to fashion..."

"That's a lack of study..."

Ars turns a cold eye, but she never goes through with it and flies her gaze like a countryman.

"It's been years since I've seen [Fallen] like this."

"If you find that out, Master Cicernia will be able to talk to the men here."

Cicernia rattles her cuttlefish and heels, hands behind her as she floats.

[Tower of Babel] is the end of the road, no matter what you say. You know that, the silence that descended between us at such a late afternoon makes me uncomfortable somewhere.

But apparently Ars was the only one who was feeling it.

"You're in trouble for Mr. Lithia. This city is like an Alpha symbol where everyone can laugh and explore whatever they want. You're the reason we have the alpha now."

…………

Ars walks next to her, keeps her pace and listens. Seems like he's exploring his own cuts.

My mouth feels slippery a lot for her thoughtfully. No, you probably don't have any ideas. Because it only exposes the clearest of hearts. I guess you hesitate for a moment that your mouth will therefore put it into words.

Ars is not the only one who has borne everything. She has a responsibility that only she can understand. She's the only one who knows the weight.

"Hey Als. What do you think is the point of Alpha missing Alpha?

"Does that mean the philosophy that Master Cicernia sees as the way of the country?

"That's a good interpretation."

"Then you don't know."

"I guess. I'm... I know it's an ideal place in this little box... but I decided to get rid of the threat."

Rewording it once, she puts herself out in pacing.

Ars reconsidered to the point of becoming. And even if it doesn't mesh to make it.

Relatively demonic threats, whether in other countries, have been flouted. No, I had to. Demons who prey on humans when they change their appearance to suppose peace or tranquillity must lay low. That leads to the maintenance of order. It's only unnecessary for what you want.

Even if you turned away.

Ars had once praised this country as peacefully bogged down. He said that he was in first place, eliminating all threats and significantly reducing his awareness of the crisis.

But that's Bellick, and one goal set by Cicernia on top of it. The idea is to separate the outside world completely from the inside. Peace is said to be built on sacrifice, but it is up to the individual to hide even that.

More importantly, this is one of the guiding principles inherited from the previous Führer. Maybe it's the Artzeit family business. It can also be called sin.

No matter, Ars doesn't make it good. But in running a country, Cicernia seemed to see it as necessary.

Reading Ars' expression, Cicernia overflows somewhere to regret it.

"I know. That's not like prosperity."

"No, it's not. Because I thought Master Cicernia was a little more ruthless."

"... you won't listen to me."

Ars put up [silent veil]. Because I decided it was not a good idea for others to ask me from here.

"But you turned away your miserable past"

"Right. I don't know what to do with that... I put that on hold. That's a bummer. Above all, I entrusted it to you. What a pity for the head of state..."

As disappointed in herself somewhere, she flew her gaze over to the other side only once, putting a giant tower in her sight. Then immediately drop the invincible underneath the cut and aligned forehead.

"Sorry......"

Ars listened softly to the leaked words as he had said for the first time. That's all I knew.

Above all, weak shoulders like hers have limited things to hold.