Saikyou Mahoushi no Inton Keikaku

A group of blacks cut the wind and skilfully push through the forest. First, he was on his way back to downtown to cross the Balmes border in a straight line. Probably the midpoint between the wealthy and the tower of Babel.

Run the branches to scaffold without slowing down the untouched forests.

Confirming the number of people in all of them, Ars made a huge jump as he adjusted his speed.

And Letty stops by to put it next to her.

"What did the Governor say?

Exactly. It wouldn't be a good idea to keep information about the survival of the squad secret.

"Apparently, there's a deposit nearby. Probably came across some sort of exploration of the deposits or something. I almost ran out of people if I didn't know."

"Sure, mineral deposits and caves can be turned into root castles by demons, but that's it?

"No, the problem lies in being able to take a misrill"

Lynne is also listening casually behind Letty, who questioned her.

Usually it can't be that much of a threat as Letty said, but this time it's an exception.

Alpha's reclaimed land had no mineral deposits - especially material for AWR - so there was no choice.

"The minerals used for AWR are good conductors of magic. Not only does magic diffuse when such objects are dense places, but detective magic, dominated by magic, does not detect the interior. Mithrill is the pinnacle of it, without considerable shape maintenance technology, magic is unlikely to work. Even in that sense, Mr. Lynne was right to get here."

"Really? The eye of Providence is not magic."

"No, Lady Letty, I was wondering if you would go into the framework of magic because it takes a lot of magic to use your eyes."

"That's right. It does consume magic and express itself as magic."

"Then isn't it impossible to detect the deposits?

Neither was Lynne able to answer that question with confidence, and he silently waited for Ars' answer.

"No, it's possible. I've only seen a little bit of it, so I don't know the details, but the exercise of magic is applied to the eyeballs, so there's no trace of magic ahead of me."

"Yeah - isn't that awesome? There's no such thing as a secret meeting."

"Dear Letty, it's not so versatile."

"What do you mean?

Lynne thought hiding would be detrimental. Though precisely the instructions of Cicernia, it may have been at least an atonement because it silenced the existence of the deposits.

"You see it in hundreds of sights, so it's magically impossible to use it for long periods of time, and most importantly, if you're noticed that you're watching it, the magic will disappear and your vision won't recover until you reuse it with recoil."

Ars roared to recall "ahhh" from the verse he remembered.

Ars noticed his gaze when Lynne came to call for the meeting. It felt like it was being seen from the top at that time. Later, it turned out to be her with another vision, but the gaze she felt was being seen should have disappeared since.

Maybe that means you'll notice?

"I mean, make it feel like you're watching. You mean you should sense it in the pinpoint"

"Yes, it's not so vague as perception. The condition of failure is that the subject meets the eye. recoil differs in degree of certainty."

"Does that mean? They're looking at you somehow, aren't they? If the eye meets the eye to an extent, does that mean that the magic won't do so much damage to the operator even if it's blocked?

There was a bit of bitterness in the snort of affirmation. I guess that means I don't feel very good about the magic of taking it away from me.

"Oh, and both of you can keep this a secret..."

"I know."

"Of course I will. You're not so mean."

Lynne exhales in relief at Letty, who replied with a full grin as she looked back.

The crew, who had been listening close to Letty's decision, also shook their heads vertically.

Ars would also like to take each other's prying in the direction of nothing if possible, but he would be divinely begging just not to be as intelligent as treasuring as Lynne's demonic eye. Perhaps this time it will be difficult for you.

"Nevertheless, the more I know, the more interested I get."

"Oh, is that right? There are other things besides the eyes of Providence called the Devil's Eye."

"Indeed, the eye of Probilebens, who sees the whole fruit, and the eye of Hequatra, who rewrites all magic, the eye of Salam, who directs life and..."

"You're the lacquered eye of the dying Ethefolue."

"I thought they were all frown spits. If you look at Mr. Lynne's demonic eyes, you can't fool yourself."

"Actually, I think so. It is true that the Devil's Eye exists, but after opening it, it is said that none of the living...... seems to have made that decision in the military at the time. I heard that the eye of Providence is a relatively easy category to control. So calling this the Devil's Eye is a little resistant. Salam's eyes survive for a few days, so it's a ridiculous story. Because I wasn't able to use the devil's eye. As far as the lacquered eyes of Ezeforye are concerned, they are named for immediate death after eye opening."

You're familiar with it.

"Yeah, I just did a lot of research to control my eyes, and they did. Sounds like the military at the time was going to shape-shape the very word Demon Eye in order to erase past failures, or in the future an alarm for Demon Eye Holders. I don't have a hitter, so I guess I can't do that either..."

With a sinking face somewhere, Lynne turned her tone down to butt blush. In the end, it has not led to the elucidation of the demonic eye, and there is no means to stop the cause of death due to eye opening.

If not a single subject protected by past demonic eye studies could be saved, there would be no eye opening remedy. If it is, then there is no need to cause futile confusion either.

However, in some cases, there are not many people who know the devil's eye, so reporting the signs immediately to the military was an implicit understanding. But even now, fewer people will know the devil's eye.

"I see. But if you're right about one thing, it must be true that the eyes of Salam, who commands life, are nearly alien. Though I can't confirm it, it seems the demon eye holder of Salam has reached the point of rampage. In doing so, life was supposedly created as a phenomenon. I didn't get any specific information, so I don't know what happened."

Lynne with her eyes open to the limit. That's not going to be noticed behind Ars either, but he couldn't stay calm until the words.

"Oh, where the hell did you learn that! I got in pretty deep, too, but I've never heard anything like it."

Lynne is surprised because collecting these research data is difficult even in the military. Due to its confidentiality and confidentiality, research and other records are unlikely to remain in the first place, and there would be no such information in Alpha's records either.

After controlling his eyes, he went through Cicernia and asked for the Governor's help. For example, is it another country? But that's a funny story. Because there's no way Ars can go to another country.

Not to mention the kind of magician he's been in the outside world all the time until recently.

Such an idea was rewritten with further consternation, which would soon dissolve.

"That would be the case, too. It was on an outside mission that I learned that information. I found it when I went away quite a bit because my assignment ended early. It was in a building like an institution, but now it's collapsed by battle, so I'm the only one who knows."

"-! The outside world! I mean, the first onset of the demonic eye was quite a while ago..."

"Don't be. At least fifty years ago."

"Since then? Didn't magic technology at the time stop you if you ran off?

"I don't know. Whatever the origins. It's more constructive to think that the Devil's Eye has just the origins to call it that."

Lynne was clutching her fist without knowing.

If this information had been known sooner, research on the demonic eye would have progressed, and fewer people might have lost their lives. Because it might have helped control it.

"It's time for the Balmes border. We're gonna go a little faster."

The speed rises by a step to the decree of Ars, causing a gust of wind.

Lynne, who jumped out next to Ars at once, had something to ask. The expression retained her anger is hard, and she chooses words carefully as she looks sideways at Ars as she is enlightened about her emotions.

"Dear Ars, may I ask why you keep that information within?

"Hmm? I don't have any secrets. Now is the time to get interested, but that's when I immediately reported to the upper management. The results have been hidden. I don't have any proof, so I don't know... but you know why?

Lynne nods with a chill.

The study of the demonic eye is minimal. All of them are letting the subject die without achieving results. The outside world sucks. I couldn't help blaming you because it was originally to gain the power of supposed alienation, but I couldn't talk about the lack of achievement. Even if the eyeballs are slipped through, the incompetence is lost. The eye opener can't hold his breath for a few days. We could not wait for a holder who might not know when the eye opener would appear in a situation where the number of mankind was caught up to a tenth. So far there have been about a dozen demon eye openers. Given its cost-effectiveness, it would have been more realistic to contribute to the development of the magic that exists.

The ultimate cause of this is a magical formula that cannot be deciphered. Not even a single letter could be deciphered, and there were no characters to approximate retrospectively in human history.

And the eye opener, given the outrageous nature of the research at the time, wouldn't be able to name it.

"It's..."

When Lynne speaks up, she swallows. It would be the same if the mortality rate were almost 100% after all. There is a slight rarity of myself, but because the research was finished and picked up by the Alpha Army, it was graced by Cicernia. Besides, as Ars said earlier, the outside hearings remain. That's what happened at the research facility, it can't sound good.

It would undoubtedly have been recognised that an inhumane study had been carried out if it had been passed on to Shirai.

"Even in that sense, if Mr. Lynne could help us with the research, it could lead to some progress."

Said so with an unyielding look, Lynne closed a slightly floating lid just as sloppy.

♢ ♢ ♢

Balmes Army Headquarters.

A strong protective wall is built just outside the protective wall by Babel. A walking post stands at the top of the protective wall, which is about 20 m long. I have not always failed to be on guard.

Although high-rate demons could be detected by detection equipment, they also always seemed to be crisis conscious. That would also be disproportionate if we knew that the high-ranking magicians in the country would not return.

They don't think to turn a blind eye to how much residual force is currently remaining within Balmes. Would A-rate work it out? No, if it's a b-rate. Such a thought is so pervasive that we don't even have to look at each other's faces.

Who could go on a crusade if there was a high rate of demonic reaction to the detection device? They knew that there was no better sight to behold than naming a magician.

"I was wondering if you could come home soon. Dear Duncal, at this time, even Gilead."

Words that blend into the universe as if drifting vainly into the sky were even painful.

Nobody opens their mouth about it because this topic is the second fry that is repeated every day. Many of them have a loving family inside this fence. That's why I have to shield myself and protect myself.

Be prepared for that. If I could protect it, I would be proud of myself even if I had the remainder of my heart. But as things stand, I wasn't sure I could say enough to risk my life to protect it.

I can't help but change the face of my fellow fighters. I might have been able to say that to an unusual extent. But with so few people so far, mindfulness always begins to create an image that guides the family.

The double-edged AWR, which I have been using for many years hanging on my hips, felt uncomfortable. If you look around, there are a few people who aren't even giving away AWR.

They are the kind of people who give up fighting in the outside world and are banging virtual keys on their desks like surveillance, transmission, analysis of various information about their mission, etc.

"Since we lost contact with the first team, we've already..."

"No, fine. Solo."

He took control by hand of the reply he had not expected. A little disfigured is a majestic attitude, but I guess I can't help it either. Though he is inherently a sentry, he is not in a position to bind the magician. Because, on the contrary, it was the lower end of the force tasked with cleaning low rates around the walls.

The captains are incorporated into the first inning, and the only person left is himself, the only funny and uncomfortable way to imitate the captain with his bare hands, but he shuts his mouth in a hurry that he had a weak voice in front of the crew at some point.

"Captain, why does Governor Gagarid not ask for reinforcements from other countries?"

"Do I know that? It is our duty to follow the instructions above in silence. I've heard the Governor is a conservative. There must have been a good reason for this. Then you've decided you don't need the Governor to ask for reinforcements."

Though I tried to tell my younger men around, inside I always said, "Call for reinforcements! ♪ And he was throwing up evil.

That said, I'm in a position where I'm not depressed either. Maybe he'll be assigned to the command room in a few years, just longer than his men.

For a man who dreamed that only a little magic could be used and joined the army, some of the squads just to be ordered fit his height.

How many times would I have rubbed my eyes without a hegemony in my voice anymore because I've been standing on this watch table since last night? That's when a total of five of my men, who were spreading out on the side, come closer to me.

Captain, it's time to take turns.

"Do it, or let's just go home and go to sleep. I'll be watching again in the evening. Everyone, keep your rest. It's like I've never missed a demon due to lack of sleep."

From the stairs, through the passage, take Babel's protective wall and enter the dive base. The facades of the crew could not bite the absences, and there were those who would open their mouths, but would not deserve to blame him for it. How many times have I done this myself?

They are being sent several rooms as a single unit in the army quarters a little further from the base. That's why I'm going outside from the ground floor.

"That's noisy. Captain."

"I wonder what"

"Shall we see? There's no way we can find demons like this."

"No, fine. Which way does it go?"

The main entrance is also quite large due to the fact that there is a rest space on the ground floor. There were guards, but they stood on either side of the door without any particular movement.

It's not the place to get together like this. Get in the way of traffic.

More than fifty people watched as they looked out. At the end of the stairs stretched from the front to both sides, the same sight extends upstairs, with a crowd to stick to the glazed windows.

"What really happened?"

"It's not just a matter of time. But it doesn't even seem like a crisis. The alarm didn't go off."

"But what do you do when you have a visitor when you get to the reception?"

"Ha, Captain, you can't even let guests in on that one."

"That too," he glanced at the entrance, dropping his shoulder in fright.

Still, you'll have to know what happened. Dishonorable promotion, but duties must be fulfilled.

Speak up to take your men and indulge them. After mistakenly choosing not to work disrespect to those of higher standing than myself, I slapped the shoulder of a receptionist I had seen several times.

"What the hell is all this fuss? You should be on guard by now."

"Shh, excuse me. But... give me that..."

The lady at the reception should have been a non-magician. I behave with dignity, "I don't mind" her bowing her head deeply in awe. I guess I'm not about the board yet. The woman pointed to a point with a tiny look.

A number of blackish things flicker at countless head gaps.

He split in as he gave instructions to his men to make sure there was no one around him who was higher than his own.

Excuse me. Let me through.

A subordinate breaks a line with his hand in it. In a frustrating glance, the man went out to the front row.

"-!!! What the hell is that? Why doesn't anyone put out an alarm when such a suspicious guy is on his way"

"Excuse me. Does anyone remember that black bunch?

One of my distracted men asks looking over my face.

"There are those who say that the brown-haired woman on the front is Letty Kultunka of Alpha."

"Oh my God! Why Alpha's 7th is here... No, no, no, no, not yet."

That's right, his surrounding gaze concentrates on him who raised his voice.

I resent myself enough to know what I'm trying to say.

(I can't show any disrespect in front of my men. Only at times like this, why am I the only captain?)

"Come here."

Remove the clasp so that it can come off whenever it touches the AWR. I've been out there for seven years. If you're a thief, you're not going to be slashed down easily.

Four digits and ranking have also been stalled for a long time, but he knows ranking is not all about strength.

Five of his men were spread aside, and he resolutely left the entrance. I don't know if I can see it from someone else because it's my decision to be resolute. Still want to raise a flower circle to myself as a captain. I can do that.

Secure your feet shoulder-width apart so you can't shake them.

(arms should be... put together)

The sheath of the AWR is placed on the knee like a wasp, making a metallic noise. He meant no more intimidation. But a bunch of black people walking in as if nothing was going on is under unusual pressure.

More tension bubbled my back when I could clearly see the rumored face of Letty Kultunka. There is no gap even though it seems to be a stride in skipping.

He knows because he's dealing with demons in the outside world, too. Alarms and gaps are not limited to humans, which is why they have ever lived.

He has experienced what scares him. It's about pretending to be alert. It's better to come crazed to death from the start to create a gap, and we can decide to withdraw. If the gap is full of alarm, and the demon can tread back at height as a predator, you just need to be that alarmed.

But there's nothing worse than being caught off guard and not being judged a gap.

Soon the clattering and trembling sounds rang hands shaking AWR patterns. Pulling out the AWR for self-defense out of fear is an unbearable thing, but if he pulls out, the captain, it's no bother.

In the brain, the anxiety of whether it should be pulled out step by step emerged slightly from the sheath. But I hesitated to pull it out because the young magician next to him pulled the sword out first.

"Idiot! Don't unplug without order!

Anger returns the youth to me and causes them to fall into the sheath with the eyesight they have developed over the years.

I can't even blame him.

Take a big, deep breath looking at your hands damp by your sweat. I'm not ashamed of my throat trembling in my exhaling breath.

"May I see Letty Kultunka, the seventh magician in the Alpha Nation?

And open your mouth to show that you have no hostile will. Although a little distant, it is a measure to make sure that the other party is also willing to hostile. If you were a thief at the same time, it would be too late.

But it may be possible to buy yourself time.

The woman raised her hand with a smile like a friend.

He floated a living, uncomfortable relief and breathed again into the beauty of becoming clear. This is the first time I've seen it, but I hear rumors of it being truly feminine.

None of the magician's faces, woven with his coat, were more resilient than his own. But he maintains a beauty that is not unlike being in there and only Letty.

And he was devastated by the terrible discomfort of not having her at the beginning of the line, focusing only on one person with a hood in his sight.

"Forgive my men for their disrespect"

"Oh, I don't mind"

Dive your eyebrows into strangely childish voices. But I guess that's all the dignitaries are that you're leading the way by pointing to a single magician.

So, with forgiveness, we could really relieve ourselves.

"With all due respect and understanding, may I ask your name? No more disrespect."

"It's Ars Regin."

".................. eh, yes. Master Ars."

If you inquire into a name you've never heard of, you can't take it back. I had to manage to cut through with awkward virginity. You should be judged equal to a single magician.

But there was a glossy laugh that didn't yield next door to what was funny in return like that.

"Kukukukukukukukukukukukukukukukukukukukukukukukukukukukukukukukukukukukuku"

"That's the only answer I'll have."

"You?" I can only bypass the surprise called by the single magician for you.

"You don't say rank from the beginning, so you're confused. Poor thing."

"You can't help it. I'm not even very well known in my own country."

"You sound really sloppy. At times like this... Oh, it's troublesome."

Letty took a step forward and turned her hand toward Ars.

"This is the highest place my Alpha is proud to be... # 1 Als Reagin"

"Wow!!