Tou no Madoushi

Vanessa was measuring the water level of the waterway flowing into the garden at home.

(Again, that's crazy)

She stares suspiciously at the scale of the water level gauge.

(This change in water level is too unusual, even though the management of the association is dogged because of Lord Albanero)

"Dear Vanessa"

Her belly-hearted men speak from behind (he kept reporting back to her on the association's internal affairs even after Vanessa resigned from the position of secretary).

"What's up?

"There is a tremendous storm on the 270 tier, near the new port. It's bigger than I've ever seen before."

"Isn't that what Dorias is waking up to?

Vanessa said without taking her eyes off the water level gauge.

"Regardless, it seems Dorias is the one who is activating the magic. But it's an uninterrupted storm nonetheless. I've seen a storm before that the council had better, but not on this scale. Only that something else is working..."

Vanessa gets up squeaky and looks up at the upper floor.

The water table (water plate) is specially adjusted to be clear blue like blue sky by day, orange by evening, and purple like night sky by night.

Now the swinrills of the night had dark purple ceilings, and the dark shadows of the aquatic warcraft swimming in the sky swept like clouds.

(In my dreams, the whole city was sinking in water. No matter how powerful Dorias is, I don't think he can make that much of a disaster. If so... there's still something wrong with the city itself)

Vanessa stared sharply at the new port, far up, where the storm would now be hitting.

It's as if we're trying to spot the anomalies happening throughout the hierarchy, and the future that's about to happen.

(Dorias. What do you see? The disaster that's going to happen to Swinlill, even if you know it?

A point in the water ceiling glistened.

It was a reflection of solar stone light on the twitchy body skin of the aquatic warcraft.

That was like a star.

The tower of Lord Albanero stands at the new port, returning the place.

There, right now, the lid of the battle between Dorias and Tidoro was about to be cut and dropped.

Lynn stood ear to ear as she hid behind Doris.

I'm completely deaf of the storm I was hearing earlier.

This labyrinth seemed physically isolated outside and within it.

Perhaps outside the labyrinth, the storm is still raging and continues to take its magic away from Dorias.

(It's not just a five-to-two handful. Battle inside enemy positions while draining magic. Does it work?

Dorias wanted to see how the enemy came out.

(Well, there are five enemies. How does it come? 'Cane drop' or 'Beast spin')

Tidoro and the others pointed the tip of the wand at Dorias and chanted 'The Magic of Substance Generation'.

The tip of the wand glowed, and the light shaped the iron sphere as it looked.

("Cane drop"? Just what I want.)

Dorias also shined his wand at his opponent and showed him the set-up to respond to the shelling battle.

"Neil, hide your face with my cloak."

"What?"

Shortly after, Lynn felt a chill running on her spine.

It's about to unleash a magic so great that I've never felt it before from Dorias.

Tidoro and the others also realize the magnitude of the magic that Doris unleashes, rushing down the wand and switching to a dodging posture.

"First off. Run!"

A giant iron sphere unfolds in the front of Dorias.

It was at the same time that Dorias' shelling and Tidoros' shelling were unleashed.

One was fired from Dorias and one shell was also fired from Tidoro's side.

Dorias' giant shells bounced off the tiny shells on the Tidoros' side (which were never small, but much smaller than Dorias'), choosing where the Tidoros were, crushing them, covering them with rubble and dust, along with the roaring roar throughout the labyrinth.

"Wow."

Lynn pressed her face against Dorias' cloak to protect herself from the blast and the flying fragments of the small floor.

But be careful not to miss Dorias' back and underfoot.

The room was covered with fine dust.

Dorias quickly ran his eyes left and right as he magically paid off the dust and debris (crushed) that came down on him.

(Did you let the four escape?)

Shortly before expanding the iron sphere forward, I saw the four of them running out in 'accelerated magic' to the left and right in response to Tidro's voice.

And now Dorias had lost sight of the Tidoros because of the smoke filling the indoors.

One on Tidoro's side, on the other hand, was capturing the side of Dorias from the smoke gap he could get into.

(Dorias. As powerful and massive as ever)

No matter how much you're defending with 'castle wall paint' if you hit it directly, you'll be rendered incapable of combat by one blow.

(But you didn't seem to turn your head until you lost sight of this one because of the dust)

No, the dust stood like a smokescreen all over the room.

Unlike the outdoor arena, the dust woken indoors is hard to clear.

He makes iron balls without sound with 'Matter Generating Magic' while hiding in the dust.

(Fuck you!)

The shells unleashed pushed in a straight line towards Dorias, and it seemed like a direct hit.

But Dorias takes the shell lightly with his cane.

The iron ball stopped perfectly at the tip of the cane as if it had been there from the beginning.

(Been... accepted!? No, more perfectly in response to an attack from a blind spot than that......)

Dorias stares sideways at the direction in which the shells flew.

Then I saw a slight shadow in the smoke.

(Right there)

Dorias quickly inverted his body and unleashed the shelling.

"Ugh, wow."

The shadow hastily accelerates in an attempt to escape, but it is abruptly swallowed and silenced by Dorias' unleashed shelling.

(Strong......)

Lynn looked out for the power of Dorias.

(Even though you need at least twice as much output as your opponent to receive enemy shelling...)

Lynn rattled her throat with gokuli.

Dorias is not only strong, he is unusually used to fighting.

It was as if he had been born and raised on the battlefield.

(Now I've cleaned up the two of them. You're three more)

Dorias still runs his eyes cautiously in the smoke where he can stand with the mow.

Lower your posture and be vigilant around you, looking for your enemies. Its appearance was like a beast.

The sword of light flew in.

Lynn suppresses the possibility that the ring will reactivate reflexively.

(No. Now, if I shoot you, I'll get in Mr. Dorias' way)

Doriath activated the Sword of Light in front of herself, offsetting an attack from the enemy.

Without letting your hair in, a light track comes running on the floor.

Dorias crushes the floor, prevents the track from progressing, and then shells it in the direction in which the sword of light flew in.

This time, he was escaped because the enemy accelerated in the opposite direction of Dorias' expectations.

(CHUCKLES. Did you take it off? But the floors are everywhere now. Soon the enemy should have no room to escape with 'accelerated magic'. Otherwise......)

Dorias laughed niggardly.

We can bring it into a firepower battle.

"" Field Castle Magic "!

A voice echoed Tidro's spell.

A rectangular shadow rises in the smoke.

"We're all no match for fire." Field Castle Magic "and" Phase Magic "block the escape route and steal maneuverability!

In response to Tidro's voice, a 'Field Castle Magic' spell can also be cast from another place.

Occasionally Dorias was surrounded by three walls.

Dorias unleashed shelling against Tidro's wall.

There's a nasty noise of boko, iron balls and rubber bumps, and some of the walls recess.

The shells then plunge into the wall as they rotate, propelling and trying to blow it up.

"Knock."

Tidro puts' mass magic 'on the dimpled areas of the wall, sharpening the power of the artillery.

(I can't believe I can't take it without "Mass Magic" on "Field Castle Magic". But......)

The shell, weakened by Tidro's 'mass magic', loses its propulsion and falls to the ground.

(I can't prevent it! If only we could seal it up a little later......)

Tidro sees a pile of debris beside him in chills.

There was supposed to be a bunch of buddies there who were hit by Dorias earlier.

(Since 'wall-painting' is applied, no fatal injuries should have been sustained...... You want me to help you? If we recover and get him back in line, he's still...)

Tidro shook his head and shook off the thought that came to his mind now.

(No, you can't)

Right now, if we move in the middle of nowhere, it's what Doris thinks.

(It's okay. I can still help you later. Now we focus on hunting down Doris)

Dorias also added artillery fire to the other two walls, both of which, although shells implanted and dented the walls for a moment, did not go far enough to blow up the walls themselves.

The war situation was glued.

Lynn looked around and checked the situation.

(Walls were installed on the three sides. What do we do?)

Each of the three walls does not connect the two ends and is installed apart.

(Running between the walls and running away? No, but what if, in anticipation of that, 'phase magic' was being set up?

Lynn gazed between the wall and the wall.

There is still dust standing there, not sure if there are light tracks on the ground.

But if there was a 'phase magic' hanging there, it would be entangled.

Lynn ran between the walls and desperately caught the urge to run away.

(If only we could clear the smoke at least...... Mr. Dorias, what are you going to do?

Lynn tried to read his thoughts from Dorias' back, but Dorias' hindsight answers nothing.

Dorias stared, trying to grasp the enemy's movements in the smoke.

(They don't fight back. In the meantime, the restraint is a success)

Though they took Dorias' shelling, they must have done their best just to support the wall.

(They now support the wall with a cane, activate 'phase magic' with a ring, and seal off between the wall and the wall. We can't move around each other. How do we get out of here?

Dorias often thinks.

(Hey, sooner or later the smoke clears up if you wait like this. If that happens, it's this way. You just have to sit tight here and put pressure on them....... nevertheless)

Dorias saw Lynn as a chiller.

(Thought I'd pull more legs, but I'm surprisingly used to it)

Lynn kept hiding on Dorias' back, as instructed.

All that or as Dorias moved, he was following it as perfectly as a shadow.

(To move according to my movements, it's too late to see me move. Does that mean... he's prefetching my moves?

"Neil, you've got a lot of liver on your hands."

"What!? Oh, yes. Hi."

Lynn did not realize for a moment that she had been called by her code name, and the reply was delayed.

"The movement is sarcastic... and it's like you're prefetching my movements"

……

"Could it be that you did 'Cane Drop'?

"Yeah, I've only been in an official fight once. I abstained in WWII..."

"Ho, does that mean you won the first round? Do it."

"Hey, hey, no. It's Maghre."

"What are you predicting my movements? Who did you learn from when you read that move?

"Take a look at Mr. Dorias' center of gravity and foot twitching, and make a rough prediction... The mercenary told me."

"Phew."

(Thought you weren't a militant...... that's surprisingly funny)

Tidro and the others moved.

We started shelling the space between the walls.

The ground is decided, the debris bounces off.

Lynn was hazy.

(the ground between the walls...)

"I see. Have you come to rob me of my mobility?"

You cannot run through the convex ground with 'accelerated magic'.

As it is, Dorias and Lynn will be trapped in a siege net on the walls and convex ground.

That way they'll just scrape it off carefully later.

Eventually there will be no place to escape even in the siege net.

(If I can't make it through, I'll feed on 'Phase Magic'. How do I...)

Lynn looks at Dorias again.

"Phew, if you'll take the time, it'll be convenient."

This magic is gonna take a while.

Light gathers at the end of Doriath's wand.

(Is this... "Matter Generating Magic"?

Lynn looked strangely at the magic of Dorias.

That's a lot of magic to produce just iron balls.

"Lynn, can you make a star?

"What?"

Dorias' "The Magic of Substance Generation" takes shape and goes.

Lynn noticed the surrounding pebbles, the dust, swinging cataclysmically.

(What? Are you attracted to Mr. Dorias' "The Magic of Substance Generation"?

"Come on." Matter Generating Magic and Stardust "!

(Stardust?)

The substance produced by Dorias was a blunt-green light emitting ore whose surface was razor-sharp and which was not yet in the hands of man, like a part of the crust, directly removed.

But it boasted so much mass and density that it was unlikely to be normal in view of its small size.

Mass occurs, which also means gravity occurs there.

Now Dorias' produced star disputed matter was sucking around without snubbing anything.

It's as if people, buildings, and rain are drawn to Earth by gravity.

Lynn cling desperately to Dorias' cloak to avoid being blown away.

Tidro was trying to sew in between and add shelling and steadily complete the siege net while supporting it with a cane to keep the walls from being blown away.

(Okay. The siege net is almost complete. If that happens...... hmm?

Tidoro felt that something around him was attracted to Dorias by some force.

(Is this... the magic of the wind? No, you're not!

Immediately, the walls created by "Field Castle Magic" are also likely to be stripped down.

Tidro hurried to support the wall.

But the invisible force grows stronger and stronger, trying to pull the walls off the ground.

"Hey, what's this? What the hell...... ugh"

Finally, the wall peeled off.

Every substance in the room is sucked into Dorias' generated 'stardust' and goes.

"Gu."

Dorias groaned.

I'm about to be sucked myself into the gravity I made myself.

(So far)

Dorias unleashed the 'stardust' and blew it across the labyrinth.

"Starscraps" destroys the walls of the labyrinth, sucking in, and takes the dirt and sand debris, dust and dust, walls and the 100 Hierarchy Mage (Mayard) created by the earlier battle, pushing them deep into the labyrinth, eventually becoming light and disappearing.

Freed from gravity and blowing gravel and debris (crushed), Lynn releases the face that lay on her cape.

(Done...?

Ask Dorias for chills.

"Huh."

Dorias took a rare and deep sigh.

Breathe on your shoulders, sweating like a waterfall on its side.

Generating 'stardust' seemed to him to be a heavy laborer on boulders as well.

"Are you all right?

Lynn asked terribly.

"Oh."

That being said, Dorias doesn't try to break the rugged look.

Looks like he's staring behind the labyrinth and wary of his enemies lurking yet.

"Apparently, all the enemies could have been cleaned."

That's what Dorias said, closing his eyes.

Lynn was horrified to see it.

"Now, get out of the labyrinth"

"And that was amazing magic." Stardust. ""

Lynn said with her back against the wall of the labyrinth, wary of encounters with the Warcraft.

"Not yet. Not yet."

Dorias also said with vigilance around him.

"Really?

"Oh, you released it in the middle of generating it, didn't you? There is still room for development………. Exit."

The two of them reached a point where the labyrinth walls were interrupted.

As soon as you exit the labyrinth, you will reach the reservoir (dam).

"Well, shall we finish it then?"

Dorias fired shells at the door serving as a reservoir (dam) plug.

In a 270-story villa district, Lord Albanero awoke in a good mood.

It was a sleepy morning that I have seen rarely in recent years.

"Hmm. Good morning."

He stretches out on the bed and gets up.

(Well, what's going on with the tower building?

Recently, it was Lord Albanero's routine to watch the port first thing in the morning.

He delights in his contemplation of his future status as he heads to a room where he can admire the nearby sea.

(If this job is completed, it will also raise the ratings from the King. And even from Princess Illywia......)

Lord Albanero had a nasty grin as he remembered his seductive hips wrapped in Illywia's expensive dress.

(The birth has been delayed compared to the contemporaries, but it is never too late. If we reach the 500 hierarchy, it is never a dream to marry her, nor to marry the royal family)

Eventually, when he reached a veranda overlooking the nearby sea, he ordered the servant to bring a telescope.

"What. It's a little windy today."

Out on the veranda, Lord Albanero glanced at the intensity of the wind hitting his cheek.

"There seems to be a storm off the coast."

The servant answered.

"Storm? What the hell is the association doing?"

Lord Albanero also forgot that the association was under his jurisdiction.

"Well, our tower should be designed to be okay to be hit by a storm. Let's have a little fun."

"I brought you a telescope"

A servant beneath Lord Albanero gives him a telescope.

"Oh, did you bring it? Which, is the construction of the tower progressing? I'm guessing you're not lagging behind the other two powers, are you?

Lord Albanero peered into the lens of the telescope.

What jumped into his eyes was a broken tower.

Of its total length, the tower was just about the middle height, bent to the Kuno script, while the pointy tip, still under construction, was gradually leaning towards the ground.

From a window called Tower Window, it was possible to see that the water was puffed out and that the interior was submerged in sea water.

"What?"

Lord Albanero made a surprising voice with vegetables.

I can't believe what I'm seeing with my own eyes right now.

"No way, it would be some mistake. That shouldn't be..."

While that's what I'm saying, the towers of the other two powers also start to collapse.

The two towers rather collapsed in line with the self-destruction of the surface than the breakage and collapse of the Great Black Column.

Yes, the new port was about to sink with cracks from the side of the ground, unable to withstand the weight of the building.

(The port itself is sinking? Why?)

I could see sparkling things pouring out along the waterway as Lord Albanero shifted the tip of the telescope slightly.

It was a demonic stone and a demonic prop.

Demonic props, which should have been stored, are pouring out of the new port.

With that, the spirits who were living in the new port also leave.

(Stupid. This is happening. Will this ever happen?)

At that time, the door to the room leading to the veranda was opened by chance.

The servant rushes in and starts reporting.

"It's tough. Your husband. We have information that pirates have attacked the port…"

Then before the servant finishes saying it to the end, another servant comes in and brings new news.

"It's tough. Your husband. A mysterious storm has struck the harbor and the tower is crumbling."

Yet another servant came in and reported.

"It's tough. Your husband. Demonic props and stones are pouring out of the harbour and the island itself is sinking"

Lord Albanero stood silently on the spot.

The veranda of the mansion is engulfed in painful silence.

Everyone spoke the language.

"Master, let's do this."

One of the servants asks terribly.

Lord Albanero was confused for a while, but eventually orders him with a trembling crocodile.

"Use every member of the association to keep the port from sinking. And now, capture the pirate confession. Retrieve the stolen magic artifact."

(Yeah. That's why I said it. that it's dangerous to leave that pirate ship alone)

The defensive captain was heading to the sinking new port, commanding the fleet with his tongue inside.

The problem was the two orders of Lord Albanero.

Conservation of new ports and piracy crusades.

After all, how many ships should be directed towards the pursuit of pirates and how many ships should be directed towards the maintenance of the port?

No one knew such a thing.

"Yeah. Anyway, I'm gonna get rid of what's on the island."

The wise defensive captain decided to put all the ships and personnel that could be mobilized on the resurfacing operations of the port, giving priority to human life and the preservation of the environment of Swinrill.

You can use 'mass magic' to pull debris from the island, connect it to the ship's canopy, or blow up the building with shelling.

The first goal of the defense team was the tower of Lord Albanero, the tallest building.

The defense prepares to break down the tower carefully so as not to damage lives while helping people who are drowning.

"Is the artillery unit in position? All right, you're in position. Shoot!"

Artillery fire is being fired towards the tower.

Artillery was fired upon by a good magician of "Matter Generating Magic" and "Mass Magic," and the tower was gradually blown away from the tip.

The debris is flushed towards the near-shore by torrents that occurred in the aftermath of the storm.

The port sank just a little slower.

The face of the defense team feels a definite response.

"Okay. At this rate. Keep up the artillery fire!

"Captain. My pleasure."

The conductor's men rushed in and said:

"What, at a time like this"

"This is a message from Lord Albanero."

"What!? From Lord Albanero? Tell me what the hell. At Setouchi, where this port sinks or does not sink."

He said to stop shelling the tower.

"What!? What's so stupid..."

"The first step is to collapse from another building and try to maintain the status quo as far as possible with regard to the tower under Lord Albanero's jurisdiction"

"What if I'm saying that? There is nothing else to destroy from this tower of the highest mass to maintain the port. If you hesitate, you'll do a lot of damage."

"But..."

"Shit! Whatever happens, I never interrupt work. Tell Lord Albanero so!

That's how the defensive captain yelled and drove his men back, but soon his men came back.

Captain, I'd like to speak to you.

"Yeah, now what?

"This is a message from Lord Albanero. stripping your lord of his command."

"What!?

"To immediately cede command to his successor. Instead, your lord wants to go after the pirate ship."

"Gu......"

The defensive captain shook his shoulder in anger, but if he continued working any more, he would violate orders.

He eventually delegated command to the deputy captain, leaving the spot behind.

The deputy captain gives priority to Lord Albanero's intentions, so the work is significantly delayed.

In the end, the port could not withstand the weight of the building and, with the breakdown of the ground, sank to the bottom of the water.

The submergement of the port led to significant changes in water levels, flooding the city of 270 tiers of city, the port.

In addition, the land and buildings that sank were severely damaged by 260 floors of houses and ships.

Dorias and the others worked offshore on a demonic stone and demonic prop salvage.

"Chintara, don't. Do the tequila."

The workers were busy standing up using nets to pull up demon props and wipe down demon props with a cloth stuffed with seawater (it was not preferable to have seawater on them when putting demon props in the 'buoyancy generating magic furnace').

Lynn was also giving instructions while mixing with them and getting to work.

"Once you have wiped off the sea water, carry it to the warehouse near the magic furnace. Hurry up. Pull up as much as you can before the defense arrives."

A fleet of defense-like convoys came from across the horizon as I said so.

The defense team immediately captures the pirate ship and comes towards it.

(Damn. There's nothing you can do about it.)

The defensive captain managed to scratch an empty ship and form a convoy to crusade the pirates.

Nevertheless, as the Force strives to maintain the port, its equipment and strength are undeniable and extremely fragile.

The defensive captain continued to behave in a temperament while being sinister inside but not showing weakness in front of his men.

But my men also guessed that it was cheerful.

What happens if you challenge a demon mentor with enough power to quell the port with this power?

It was more obvious than seeing fire.

"Mr. Dorias. The guards are here."

"Oh, that's a quick response for that association... but it's a lot poorer."

Dorias said as he narrowed his eyes and looked at the defensive squad.

"What do you want to do? Intercept?

"No, that's good. It's pathetic. Raise the hierarchy, let's get out of here."

"Okay. Sir, please enter the ship."

When Lynn ordered that, the sailors interrupted the hauling operation and dived into the ship with a bump.

All doors are closed and the Buoyancy Generating Magic Furnace is activated.

Eventually, the water surface rose and the 'feathered whale' appeared, jumping to a 280-story water platform (waterplate) with the Mithrill ship on its head.

The facade of the defense team seemed to regret being escaped by the apparent pirates, but they did not have to lose the battle to relieve themselves of their breasts.

Next time, Episode 149: The Deep Side of Swinlill