Yomigaeri no Maou

As the explosion sounds, the Virgin walks down the aisle of the arena.

There are no signs of people.

I guess it's because the audience is all obsessed with the battle between Lulu and Illis.

"... sure, that was this way"

With such a crush, the Virgin glances past the sign labeled [off-limits].

It was that place where magic was supposed to be applied so that if we proceeded beyond this, there would be an alarm, but for some reason the Virgin was quiet without showing any reaction as she proceeded.

There is a shadow that approaches quietly behind the Virgin who keeps walking.

No sound, no signs are rare. That would be instant witchcraft by saying that if Lulu sees it, he looks familiar in its outfit, he'll catch it at any rate.

The shadow was undoubtedly one of those groups who wore black clothes and obviously tricked the Lulu's and ended up letting them escape.

The boy, whose personality is rare, does not seem to be LUTON, besides, it does not mean that someone came back who took the adventurers by leap in the king's capital, he was the one who was gathering information around the Virgin without participating there.

"... after a while you will see the emerald door. They think you have an absolute barrier generator with the Ancients."

When the Virgin nodded expressionlessly without turning around to the voice, she asked a fuzzy question.

"I wonder what's going on with the security. Did you check the traps?

The boy in black obeys the word and tells the Virgin exactly what he has seen and perceived.

"We had a few, but we're pre-empting them. What's left was unique to the Ancient Clan (Elves) that I couldn't do with my skill... but I was wondering if it would be easy to pull it out if it was the Virgin."

If anyone listening to this conversation were here, they might have appreciated that the content of that dialogue that the black boy had told them was flattering and would not be correct.

That's all, because Black Clothes Boy's skill looks like a sloppy one, and he doesn't seem very, but he doesn't seem to have the power to let the Virgin through such traps.

But the black clothes boy had said this word with undisputed sincerity.

The Virgin also understood the matter well, and she nodded quietly and said, grasping how the black boy had said it that way.

"... ok. Now, I'd like you to pay and monitor.... be careful."

In the last word added, the black clothes boy makes his cheeks a little red before running away.

The Virgin looked behind the boy who followed the scene that way, and walked out toward the emerald door that the boy was talking about, as it were.

Thus, the place we finally reached was indeed the boy's right, with both jade-coloured open doors seated, and a dragon relief carved and compelling at the far top of the door with a huge opening to look down on the Virgin.

"That's a brilliant thing inside..."

With that said, when the Virgin reached for the door, she felt the sound of magic.

It passes like a wave through the air. It obviously announces some sort of magical activation, and the Virgin looks around and observes what happened.

But nothing seemed to have happened, and as the Virgin tilted her neck, she felt a warm breeze on her head and looked up.

Then there,

"... Guru, Guru..."

There was a horrible dragon's neck as he raised his voice and looked down at the Virgin.

The Virgin immediately understands that there can be no such thing here, and that this is probably the identity of the sorcery she has now felt.

And if you look around your head again, the base of the dragon's neck glued to the door in front of the Virgin, and it seemed to extend from where the relief you just saw fit.

"The door itself was a trap..."

Generally speaking, the Virgin calmly mutters such a dialogue without fear at all, even though she is in a state that must be described as quite dangerous.

I have no idea how that kind of room is being created for her without any weapons or anything, but apparently she might have a means of avoiding this itself.

"What do I do...... what do you think I should do?

Smiling in a slight manner, the Virgin spoke that way to the magical dragon who turned her golden yellow eyes.

Naturally, there can be no such thing as a measure of hearing that word to a dragon.

At the same time that I could turn my words, no, faster than that, I came toward the Virgin with my neck long open and its big mouth growing with giant fang gizzards.

If we did not avoid it as it was, the Virgin was in the next moment a scene in which it was visible to become a meat mass.

But the Virgin stands on the spot without trying to avoid it, without even breaking her smile.

And the moment the dragon Agate closed to bite off that body that would be soft on the Virgin, it happened.

Bhassari.

and I can hear the sound of pounding the wind, as well as the warm, gentle white light leaking out of the gap in the mouth of the closed dragon.

And the light is gradually intensifying, blowing out from every part of the magical dragon to stab.

Light exerts terrible power while being gentle.

From the leaking part of the light, the neck of the magical dragon collapses, and falls to the ground to vanish.

It was horrible because it didn't look as if it was offensive.

Magic dragons don't understand what's going on either, so they try so hard to keep their presence. They move their mouths to eat the Virgin away, but they can't seem to stop the collapse of the dragon's neck.

After a while, all that remained there was the unwounded Virgin and the jade doors that were both open, with the relief gone and blank.

Because of the thick doors and walls, what has been done here does not seem to be heard on the other side, and there seems to be nothing like the ancient tribe (elves) popping up.

The Virgin opened the door, making sure that there was no problem opening it, since there was no sign of the ancient clan (elves) just beyond the door.

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At the end of the door was a staircase, which led to the basement.

And I can tell you that it seems to be just the kind of place that hits the bottom of the arena stage, apparently putting up an absolute barrier from it.

The same goes for the Ancients (Elves), but it took awhile to just explore where the hell an absolute barrier generator was installed, because no matter who the Games run asked where the Ancients (Elves) were stretching their boundaries, they only said "behind the arena".

I mean, the back was a hidden word referring to the basement, but I can tell you that's natural enough to be concerned about it, and I can't help it.

For the Ancients (Elves), the absolute barrier is a secret that cannot be put outside, and this is the first exception in history.

It's only natural to do so because it's the smartest way to hide anything without letting it touch people's eyes, and just take it home when you're done.

However, no matter how much the problem tried to hide, it was difficult to completely hide people in and out, and in fact, a few days of observation also showed that the ancient tribes (elves) often appeared in certain places, which turned out to be an absolute barrier generator around here.

All we had to do was gradually narrow the place down and explore it.

It is true that it struggled somewhat because of some hidden witchcraft, but with that degree of difficulty compared to the results obtained, not much.

The Virgin smiles at the value of what she is about to gain, and then walks down the hallway.

The hallway was not that long and there were several doors, obviously packed by the Ancients (elves) in one of them.

If you spread your senses and sense them, you'll also know exactly where they are.

Hidden magic, which would otherwise have been stretched out by the Ancient Nation (elves), was not yet a difficult consultation to explore the signs of the Ancient Nation (elves) for the Virgin now that most of them have been removed by the Black Clothes Boys and become useless lengths.

Moreover, if we concentrated on the signs and movements of those caught in its sensing, its exhaustion seemed to be such that even if we were Virgin, we would feel sorry for ourselves, and there seemed to be no room for us to pay attention to the area or anything else.

That's why I've been aiming for this time, and I can say that, nevertheless, I've probably brought the elite among the ancient tribes (elves), but it's probably a pretty difficult substitute for managing an absolute barrier generator to make me tired so far.

The Virgin thinks and laughs, hoping it doesn't mean that if you take it back to Arca Holy Country, you can't operate it, etc.

Even though I haven't gotten it yet, whether it's for raccoons who don't catch it or not.

After getting it firmly, I switched to thinking about that, and the Virgin devised again what she was going to do.

Then he felt one of the many ancient (elves) signs he had felt across the door move out and put his hand on the door.

The Virgin wondered what to do, but here she also dared to disappear and observe the ancient tribe (elves), hiding in a dime where she could hide herself nearby without escaping.

Moving to execution, waiting for the ancient tribe (elves) to open the door, the wooden door opened slowly, and from there the young ancient tribe (elves) crawled.

Again, it looks like an ancient tribe (elf), its construction is very neat and there is no mistake about its beauty, but it still seems pretty tired of the poor thing, its beautiful face engraved with deep black neighborhoods.

Lack of sleep, exhaustion, words like that run behind the Virgin's brain, but not if you're thinking about it.

More than that, the Virgin rejoiced that the ancient tribe (elves) were in such a state.

Because those who are at the limit of saying so, those who are dull in judgment, have a nature in which the magic of the spiritual system works easily.

Originally, even if witchcraft is used to manipulate the spirit of a normal person, it has little effect in existing witchcraft, and manipulation can hardly be done.

But those with reduced mental abilities have different circumstances.

For those who are even more debilitated, the magic of saying so becomes very easy to work with, and it is also possible to give instructions if it is a simple order.

Furthermore, if special technologies are utilized there, some complex directives can also be implemented.

Of course, that kind of technology is usually only available to those in the back family, and most of the time it is a special technology that is passed on in a monogamous fashion only to a more limited extent, even though, to put it further, the Virgin somehow had an in-depth view of the technology she said so.

When the Virgin sticks her hand between her clothes, she takes out the wrapped thin paper of powder like frying and drying something from it, burns it with the candle fire that was nearby and sends it in the wind with magic towards the ancient tribe (elves) who are about to walk here.

"... hmm?

The young man of the ancient tribe (elf) leaned his neck as if he had noticed something for a moment, but soon blurred his eyes and sat flustered into the ground.

I can't seem to get up, and besides, my consciousness seems to be trying pretty hard.

The Virgin confirms it and takes her body out of her temples and approaches the ancient (elf) youth.

"... how many of these are there?

And when he said so, and showed the ancient tribe (the elves), who stood up with one index finger of his right hand, he said with his uncircumcised mouth.

"Rohon...? Hello...?

As satisfied with the answer, the Virgin smiled, then began to chant the spell with her mouth.

If, at this time, the other ancient tribes (elves) who maintained the absolute barrier generator were in a state of complete health, they might have realized that their magic had concentrated unnaturally for a moment in the immediate vicinity.

But at that time everyone was reaching their limits and there was nowhere else to afford to be aware of such a thing.

With the end of the chant, the purple light swung loosely on the Virgin's fingers, like the light of a candle, and dripping form.

Then, when the Virgin presses that flame against the forehead of the ancient (elf) youth, she raises smoke and marks the skin of the ancient (elf) like a burn.

And when the smoke subsided, the traces of burns that should have been on the forehead of the ancient clan (elves) disappeared, leaving only clean skin there.

The Virgin smiles when she is satisfied with such an ancient (elf) appearance and climbs the stairs with the spot as a trail.

After a while, the ancient tribe (elves) who were passing out at the place were discovered by other ancient tribes (elves) and caused to happen, but it was understood that fatigue had only caused him to fall asleep because he had reached the limit, and he went straight back to the maintenance work.