Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

Upbeat as an entertainment by a high-ranking magician.

From the way the applause sprang up quietly, he apparently found potential in Balmes. Seems to have worked well for Balmes as well as Als.

With all that applause as if it were a horse's eastern wind, Rae and Meir ignored each other and had a bewildering grin that gave others an ominous hunch, and turned to Cyan......

"" Confirm?

They picked the hem of the skirt with their fingers and lifted it up to the thigh area.

Kerakera laughs "reddened" and "reddened" as the beginner child also teases.

Sian dyed her cheeks as the words say, turning away like she was bounced bah.

"What are you doing!

Watching such an exchange reminds me of Cyan's previous neglect of his life as Führer. In fact, Cyan contains only royal blood, but until now there has been no shadow to see such a blessing of blood, etc.

That's why he couldn't even get into magic school, and he went to private school in Shirai. The royal family, of course, has lived without ties to the Führer. I didn't understand much about the outside world either, and it was every day I even had trouble with my daily life.

So look at the emotional cyan who grew up in inner peace and Ars has something to remind me of too. Perhaps it is impeccable as the qualities of the Führer, knowing that one day it will wear out.

At least it's not like the Führer gathered here.

I even learn some interesting things about Balmes in the future.

- Well, the meals are ready. If there's anything I can do for you right now... can you catch it?

"Dear Ars, so help Balmes..."

Stretching his spine again, Cyan turned to Ars. Its expression of praise for confidence is a little proud, as if fanned by the applause of praise.

But Ars did not react as if to Cyan's words. Ars' will is better suited to another place than to ignore it.

"Are you here?"

"What!?

While hiding from the surroundings, Als had noticed signs of his heterogeneous presence since entering this Ballard castle. Naturally, even after we arrived in this great hall, we were cautious.

Regardless, I've been paying close attention to Rae and Meir while they were having an affair.

That moves now.

The man who emerged between Ars and Cyan within a moment. There was just Ars, Cyan, and Rae and Mere, and a man appeared at the center of a rhomboid position.

A musculoskeletal body reminiscent of a fierce warrior. Would he also be about 20 cm taller than Ars?

There was no emotion to dwell on in the glassball-like glowing eyes.

The man wasn't just standing like a giant tree, but when he captured him, he was crossing his arms in front of his chest so that he could drop his hips and accumulate. In front of Ars, you can hear the sound of stretching a critical and tough spring from the man's arm.

For a moment, he was protruded left and right as his arm was bounced.

The shock sounds widened and Rae and Meir were blown away by the tremendous momentum of what they defended by crossing their arms aggressively.

Even as they blew up, they used their feet to kick the floor and kill the momentum, still they were both blown to the edge of the great hall.

"Rare, Mea!!

To be sure, Cyan voiced reflexively only with the fact that the two had been attacked.

Rae softened his shock by poking his arm and foot against the wall as it slowed down, kicking the wall as it was and coming back.

Meir tried to slow down as she buckled, kicking the floor big at the end and leaping. It spinned magnificently in the air and stopped with one foot against the wall at the same time as landing.

The two slowly pack their minds and gaze at each other.

"Hisohiso... Cyan, get out of the way"

"Hissohissohisso... cyan, out of the way"

The word "hissohiso", which did not show any fine dust, such as the floating tone earlier, and would have caused blood to rise entirely on his head, could not be divulged, but only uttered a chilling voice.

But Cyan sees them alternately without being able to move quickly. There appears to be no injury at all.

◇ ◇ ◇

Rae and Meir were under imminent threat to the Führer and others at the same time as they were blown away. No, I guess I should rightly say one of the Führers.

"What is this?

Yes, questions that are disproportionate to an impending situation are not directed at anyone.

Hissing a neat thin brow, Fannon mouthed at the top of the Buddha.

Right next to Fannon is Clough, the head of his own country, who doesn't move one eyebrow and just stares emotionally at what's happening in front of him.

In front of Bilibili and Clough, one aged woman was sticking out her fist, a situation that was prevented by an instantly constructed Fanon objective barrier.

I'm antagonizing that there will be fists stuck out at the roundtable illegally and swinging it down, if I don't break down the barriers.

Feminine little fists wrapped in black gloves.

But that fist is unleashed with overwhelming power against Fannon's barrier. The man who showed up on the Ars side was dressed similarly and was thought to be one of them.

The woman who appeared flashy was long, slurring and stretched limbs. It is a similar outfit to a military uniform, and I can still hear something slightly like some driving noise from inside my body.

Candy hair like color missing. The forehead swayed unconstitutionally in the eye area, the sides stretched to the quiet jaw, and the rear hair stretched straight to the waistside at the end.

And like the man on the Ars side, his eyes have an inorganic feeling like a glass worker. Wet shiny eyeballs look like handicrafts and peek at the delicacy of the crop.

Even when he is assaulted, suddenly there is something cold in Clough's face that does not change his expression as if he knew it.

"Yes, now we decide to buy up a clothes store"

"Ugh..."

Clough let his cheeks pull on the finality whispered in his ear and a screaming roar leaked out of his throat.

"Mr. Fannon, we're in for this month, and not next month? My wallet also has its limits…"

"No. As soon as I get home. Because it's the usual shop."

"Yes, sir"

It was a fannon with a full grin, contrary to the dripping clough......

"... what? You're gonna break this with your bare hands!?

That Fanon would have deployed a barrier, and the woman started putting in her bare hands alone. Just because you're not using how much AWR, it's not low-level magic like the first grade.

Slightly less informative dense but still without magic......

"Chip!!

I watched my eyes for a moment and struck my tongue because this was due to magic. It had to be a countermagic barrier, not an objective barrier. The other fist was marked by a magical alteration of information.

- Grant it!

but in fact, there was no rush for Fannon and no fine dust. Although I made a mistake in responding, the degree of realistic threat remains unchanged from earlier.

Fannon, who grinned so deeply that he made a laugh, spread his hands and pushed his arms out to the front.

"Duh."

As it looks, or Fannon pronouncing an innocent voice of apparent age.

The first barrier is shattered to interact with the arm, and a new barrier protrudes from beneath it. The woman who was waving her fist was hit with her arm by a new barrier and jumped straight back.

In that gap Fannon said "Excelles" overflowing with a frightening tone.

Land or no, now turn that target into a single girl.

Instead of turning her face, the woman instantly cut to Loki as if she had decided from the beginning.

but don't let Loki be slight.

She stares back at the woman without blunt cowardice.

Loki is not worried about one thing. "You don't have to do anything," he said. I don't doubt Ars' words at all.

Naturally, it wasn't like any other single magician would do anything. It has an unnatural feeling towards the two people it has raided while serving to protect its own head of state. Everyone was surprised by the different atmosphere in the Great Hall in the first place.

Jean showed a quick move against an intruding woman, but at that time, she was attacked with discomfort.

Cicernia, right next to the targeted Loki, and Teresa, who also serves as her guard, were in no condition to move at all. He remains upright looking bored.

That's the same for the newly added Gram Old.

but Jean says, "You can't be so far overlooked,"

Seems a little too much for a werewolf.

Trying to get on with every body, Jean immediately reconsiders the behavior.

There's no way an intruder can do anything in this place where singles originally come together. I reconsidered that because I still caught a glimpse of the power of my strongest being.

The woman pulls her arm and swings it down to Loki for a moment, and a rectangular space pokes up her abdomen. Folding her body into a letter, the woman instantly raised herself ceiling hanging. And there is also a slightly shaky space looming from overhead.

Shortly after being pressed, the woman skilfully moved her posture and kicked up a colorless and transparent space. Rightly, he slit it with a kick.

And with no expression, the woman goes down to the center of the round table.

That's it, Master Lehigh.

"Couldn't you steal your eyes just ranked first in probation? Excelles Rüsem"

Raising his hands as a small signal of surrender, Lehail turned his consciousness toward the woman behind him.

There is a fork that was used in the Great Hall to poke Lehigh's neck.