Chapter - 357 - Magic Association (3) 3.txt
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[357] Magic Association (3)
'I don't think this situation is rarer than expected. What do we do? Should I go?'
Terrorism against civilians was a serious crime, so the kingdom would respond immediately. There would be nothing I could do about it if I went to the scene of the incident, but I didn't like the aftertaste of ignoring it and going back to the association.
Crowds of people who fled for the second time rushed from the side of the main road. The sound of them shouting as they passed allowed Shirone to know a little more about the situation.
"It's the Black Revolution! They're holding hostages and holding a sit-in in Gold City!"
"damn. All in all, they're crazy people who don't care."
"What is the anti-terrorism unit doing? Have you not contacted me yet?"
The sound overflowed, but no one headed for the Gold Tower.
It was natural, and it had to be. There was nothing ordinary people could do about terrorists, so it was better to leave it to the experts.
'What should I do?'
A magic school student is not an expert. However, he was not so unprofessional that he only sucked his fingers when people died.
Words came from among the people standing on the sidewalk watching the smoke.
"Serious children. This time, it's probably to get your comrades released. I'll kill all the hostages if I don't subdue them quickly. Three people have died before."
Shirone's heart tilted to one side little by little.
'I'll have to go and figure out the situation.'
You can protect your body by yourself, so it would be right to go and see it.
As a person who was at the scene of the incident, he was in a position where he could respond early, and even as a student, he was a combatant who had enough practical experience in his own way.
Having made up her mind, Shirone ran to where the smoke was rising. Then, people standing on the sidewalk watching him shouted when they saw him driving the wrong way down the road.
"Hey, kid! don't go there! It's a terror zone!"
Shirone stopped walking. But he did not listen to the citizens. The box rattled and I couldn't run fast. It's okay to throw it away and go, but he couldn't even lose the association's items while he was simply going to figure out the situation.
"Eh, I don't know!"
Shirone made up her mind and cast teleportation. As it turned into a flash of light and raced through the air, all the people watching looked up at the sky and opened their eyes wide.
"What, what? Are you a wizard?"
* * *
The terrorist incident was quickly taken up by the kingdom's key authorities.
The Magic Association was no exception. When news spread that the Black Revolutionary Corps had blown up the Gold Tower, the Association also moved quickly.
An official letter of cooperation came from the Kingdom Security Office, and the association also sent a reply saying that they would provide all possible support.
However, the information was not delivered directly to the certified 8th level wizard. Flew was still in the engine room on the third floor, watching the maintenance of the horsepower control unit. But he thought it was noisy outside.
"What's going on? You are working for a moment."
When I opened the door to the engine room and went out into the corridor, the guards stopped their work and gathered in a corner. Flew, more puzzled, tilted her head and walked towards them.
"Why are you doing this? Where did the accident happen?"
"Ah, boss. It is said that the Black Revolutionary Corps has launched a terrorist attack in the city."
Fleur's impression was crumpled at the word Black Revolutionary Corps.
In addition to criminals, numerous sub-species who have been defeated in the war of conquest live in Radum, the shadow of Basuka. However, due to capital policy, economic activities of non-human races are prohibited, so there was always a lot of dissatisfaction, and such dissatisfaction piled up, and radical terrorist groups like the Black Revolution were organized.
Their needs have always been the same. To release the comrades of the Black Revolution and vice-captain Kanimar, who are imprisoned in the basement of the castle.
Of course, the kingdom could not fulfill the requirements, and the more the Black Revolution was doing, the more radical and bold terrorist activities were throwing the capital into chaos.
"Dirty things. What are you thinking of touching civilians?"
It was a flu that wanted to run to the scene immediately and pay a muk bowl. But if either of you started abusing your authority, eventually no one would remain in the Society.
Flew, who had calmed down, asked again.
"So, where are you going this time?"
"Ah, that is the Gold Tower. Even if you choose, you chose the right one."
"Oh my, did you break through the Gold Tower?"
Gold Tower is a foreign exchange bank where currencies of other countries are traded. Of course, a certain amount of foreign currency was held in the kingdom's treasury, but if transactions were paralyzed even temporarily, in some cases it was a key point that could cause serious trade losses.
'That's why the inspection and search are strict. How the hell did he get in?'
Flew's shoulders twitched.
"Wait! The Gold Tower?"
"yes. Why? If you have a deposit… … ?"
Flew's hair was messed up.
The Gold Tower is only one block away from the Achim Alchemy Company. If so, there was no way that Shirone had not been aware of the incident.
'Let's wait, what time is it? In terms of time… … .'
Even considering the variables, it was definitely time to be on site.
My heart started pounding. The thing that scared her the most was that her guest, who was supposed to meet Old, had an accident with her.
"no way! really!"
Flew stopped thinking and ran down the hallway. The guard walking across from me asked with a surprised expression.
"Boss, where are you going?"
"I'm out of work! I'll be right back!"
Flew hopped down the stairs.
When I came out of the main gate, the citizens were looking at one place with anxious expressions. Flew, noticing the fuzzy smoke rising in the distance, immediately cast a photonization spell. Her body turned to light and she roared and flew through her firmament.
* * *
"Stay still! I'll kill those who talk nonsense!"
There were a total of 8 members of the Black Revolutionary Corps who exploded the Gold Tower. They were all wearing black hoods and carrying weapons that were hideous to the eye.
Armed with chain scythes, twin axes, flails, and long swords, the 20 hostages trembled like aspen trees as they moved around the Gold Tower.
"You are the victims of the revolution from this time on. We must be willing to give our lives to free our comrades! Those who refuse will suffer more terrible pains than death!"
"crying! Mom, I'm scared!"
A four-year-old boy burst into tears in his mother's arms. Her child's cries were heard louder than the sound of sirens in the silence of everyone.
"Shish! Quiet. You can't cry."
I tried with a low, determined voice, but the child's crying did not stop.
Terrorists do not do this with a sane mind. I was irritated when even the child cried in the already disturbed situation.
A member of the Black Revolutionary Corps approached the mother and child and shouted.
"Don't stop crying! If you continue to cry, I will kill you first!"
"Aaaaaagh! OMG! Mommy!"
The mother held her child in her arms and bowed her head.
"sorry! sorry! I'll be quiet soon. It will end soon."
The terrorist had no intention of putting up with it.
Anyway, all the hostages gathered here were destined to die bravely in order to accomplish the cause of revolution.
"shut up! The revolution looks funny to you!"
The mother was thrown to the floor as the terrorist raised her foot and kicked the child. Hit by her side, the child flew several meters and fell to the ground.
When he couldn't even breathe and gasped, a woman ran over and quickly hugged the child and comforted him.
"Why are you hitting the kid! You can cry because you are scared!"
A member of Jungki holding a scythe approached while turning the chain.
The woman's blonde hair was pulled back, and her booties flowed down her face, and her outfit and accessories were classy.
Her name is Aria. She was the same woman who had been in the same carriage as Shirone a few days before. The next week she went to diplomatic practice, so she stopped by to exchange money, but she was caught by the Black Revolutionary Corps.
"Shut up. Nothing is more important than accomplishing the cause of the revolution."
"joy! revolution? If so, don't you need money? You can take all the money here!"
"Hey, money?"
Daewon shrugged his shoulders and laughed in a muffled voice.
To the Black Revolutionary Corps, money is nothing more than a piece of toilet paper. Even if you had it anyway, you couldn't do any economic activity in Baska.
The kingdom was unable to annihilate the terrorists that grew naturally in the gutter of the capital, and the more it did, the more it focused on killing its power by applying economic pressure.
However, that fact became another invisible weapon for the terrorists.
Being free from money was often wrapped up in sublimity. The Black Revolutionary Corps defined the kingdom as a social evil and was attracting more sub-species under the banner of sacred belief.
"Kyaaak!"
The agent lifted Arya up and bent her arms behind her. He then clamped her neck hard with her own arm holding her scythe.
A sharp scythe emitted an eerie light in front of Arya's eyes.
"Queue, is it because she is the daughter of a rich family? Does it smell amazing? how is it? Since you've been eating well and growing up well, shall we show off our body in front of people?"
A thick, bluish tongue descended from the darkness of the hood. It was twice as long as a human, and the saliva gave off a stinky stench. Arya frowned and turned her head away from her.
"Hey, I don't have time to play with it. The terrorist squad will come soon. Let's start slowly."
One of the two people at the Achim Alchemy Chamber looked outside and said. Daewon also had no particular interest in human women, so she obediently followed.
"Cheuk, then let's make this woman our first target. The effect would be perfect because he was noble and handsome. Too bad, miss. But she lived happily ever after."
The Black Revolutionary Corps will do anything to fulfill their demands. Besides, all he wants is the release of his comrades. Killing one person to give them a warning was a fear tactic that they focused on.
"Help me! Help me!"
Arya realized the situation and struggled.
But none of the hostages came forward for her. Her child's mother was also just holding her child in her arms and closing her eyes.
The operator with the scythe grabbed Arya and led her out through the broken door of the Gold Tower.
The streets where all the citizens had evacuated were completely desolate. Only the merchants in the vicinity were watching the situation from inside the store.
"listen carefully! We are the Black Revolution! Release Vice-captain Kanimar of the Black Revolution right now and free your imprisoned comrades! Otherwise, I will kill one person every 10 minutes! To prove that our resolve is not false, I will kill this woman right here and now!"
Arya's face was sick like a corpse.
"Kyaaak! Help me! Please help me!"
The merchants who were watching turned their heads one by one. She couldn't make eye contact with Arya.
The Black Revolutionary Corps were guys who would do anything. Unfortunately for the poor girl, today will be the last day of her life.
"Don't move. If you want to resent it, resent the kingdom."
The scythe of the crew touched Arya's nape.
I don't intend to die easily. because it doesn't work If only half of her throat was cut, the woman's life would slowly cool down in pain.
"Die for the Revolution!"
Daewon's voice was sincere enough to convince me that this is the end of my life.
Not even a scream came out as the strength in her legs gave out. The fear of death paralyzed his reason, and his body convulsed at will.
"for a moment! Wait a minute!"
Just as the scythe was about to slit Arya's throat, someone appeared on the deserted street.
"what?"
The crew waiting inside the Gold Tower checked the owner of the voice through the window. A boy who was not yet twenty was holding a metal box and catching his breath.
"who are you?"
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Chapter - 358 - Magic Association (4).txt
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[358] Magic Association (4)
Shirone was out of breath and couldn't reply. He had been watching the situation from afar, but when the situation became urgent, he was on the verge of running with all his might.
"What are you going to do if you just kill someone? Even if you don't know what's going on, you can solve it through conversation."
"what? kill people? How dare you dismiss the cause of revolution as murder!"
Arya recognized Shirone's face. He was the boy he had a crush on in the wagon a few days before. But there was no time to think about it now.
Covered with tears and runny nose, she begged Shirone, her only hope.
"Help me! Please save me!"
"shut up! The revolution has already begun!"
When the crew put a scythe around Aria's neck, Shirone, who became desperate, instantly showed his wits. he shouted as he held out his hand with the iron box strapped to his side.
"for a moment! Then take me hostage!"
Before the scythe pierced his throat, the agent's hand stopped.
I trained for three years to complete the cause, but this was an unheard-of situation. Who would lay down their life for a stranger?
"Take you hostage?"
Shirone took out the magic association employee card from her inner pocket. Then he held out a picture of Fleur, covering it with his thumb.
"As you can see, I am an employee of the Magic Association. Taking me hostage would be much more effective than civilians."
The crew finally saw through the boy's plan.
Now that I see it, it was a ploy to buy time. Not only had I never seen the Magic Association employee card, but it was impossible to check it here.
"joy! Are you an employee of the Magic Association? A kid like you? Do you think I would believe that?"
At that time, the terrorist, who was watching Shirone carefully in front of the window, spoke.
"Hey, bring that guy."
Everyone in the Gold Tower looked at him. He couldn't see his expression because it was covered by his hood, but he could tell from the atmosphere that everyone was suspicious.
"Chief, do you really believe what he said?"
"Trust me, you are an employee of the Magic Association. I've already checked with Akim Company. If an employee of the Magic Association is held hostage, it will be much easier to carry out our demands."
One of the crew reported through the window. It was the captain's words, so there was no need to doubt it.
"Hey, the captain said so. Bring him in."
The scythe holding a scythe kicked her tongue and violently threw Aria backwards. Then, pointing at Shirone with her scythe, he whipped her wrist like a scrape.
"good. walk slowly this way If you do nonsense, I will kill all the hostages here."
"I know it too. That's what makes you a hostage."
Shirone set the metal box down on the floor to avoid arousing any suspicion. Then the scythe-wielding crew member asked nervously as well as nervously.
"for a moment. what is that?"
"This is an item I bought at the alchemy shop."
As the crew turned around to check, the captain was lost in thought. He couldn't see it, but he was certain he had stopped by the store to buy something.
"It will be right. Bring that too."
The Black Revolutionary Corps does not need currency. A bundle is only enough to buy an apple in the black market.
But things were different. Especially if it was an item ordered from the Magic Association, it could definitely be exchanged for a considerable amount of weapons.
"Hey, put that over your head and come over here."
Shirone held the iron box with both hands and walked towards the Gold Tower.
When I crossed the entrance, I was surrounded by three members at the same time. One stole the box and the other tied Shirone's hands behind her back. The other knelt down and put a greatsword around his neck.
"Stay quiet. If you resist, I will kill you."
Shirone looked around without even answering.
The hostages were grouped together and guarded by three terrorists. Only Arya broke away from the crowd and fell on her knees next to Shirone.
Realizing that she had finally lived, Arya looked at Shirone, who had saved her, with various emotions. She was sorry, and the fact that she was an employee of the Magic Association was surprising.
"Are you a wizard?"
Shirone did not look back and had a bitter smile. Even though she was a wizard, she couldn't enter the Spirit Zone because the magic control device was activated inside the Gold Tower.
'I didn't expect the Magic Control Device to be turned on. Well, it would be natural for Korea Exchange Bank. But how did these people infiltrate?'
Shirone glanced sideways at the huge hole in the floor of the Gold Tower. He wondered if he had dug a hole in the ground. It was a task that would have taken several months, so it was not an accidental crime.
'This might be dangerous.'
While Shirone was lost in thought, a terrorist with a flail approached. Even though he was wearing a robe, he couldn't hide his massive size.
"Hehe, the magic association I hate the most in the world is coming. How am I going to do this?"
It was a low voice beyond common sense. No matter how clear the pronunciation was, it felt dull.
The terrorist crouched down and grabbed Shirone's chin with his huge hand. It was rough skin like a tree.
As he turned Shirone's face left and right, he remembered a good idea and took out a dagger from his bosom.
"Yeah, this would be fun. Hey, girl."
Arya looked at the terrorist with anxious eyes. She doesn't know why, but when she goes home, she never calls me to study hard.
The terrorist swung the dagger swiftly in his huge hand. Then he grabbed the blade with his fingers and held out his handle.
"I am very grateful to the person who saved your life. it is not so?"
"Yes, it is."
"Then give me a knife in return. Thighs are good."
A look of astonishment filled the woman's eyes. Her face turned white and her chin trembled.
"yes? uh, how… … ."
Even if I just stab someone, I would be scared to death, but I couldn't do anything to hurt the person who became a hostage to save myself.
A terrorist with a double ax approached, showing interest.
"Kyakyakya! that would be nice Hey, do it fast! Otherwise, I will kill you first!"
It was a high-pitched and low-pitched voice that overlapped at the same time.
Surprised by the word killing, Arya accepted the dagger. But she couldn't bear to stab Shirone's thigh.
"Hoo? As expected, the staff of the Magic Association are different. Seeing that even in this situation, not a single expression on his face has changed."
Shirone stared at the front calmly.
The reaction here only made the terrorists feel better. Of course, being stabbed will hurt, but that's just a future thing that hasn't come yet.
At the words of the crew member, Aria raised her head and looked at Shirone. Guilt-relieving words came out of his mouth, which was still facing forward with a nonchalant expression.
"I'm OK. Guard yourself."
The officer with a flail could not stand it and shouted.
"do it faster! Poke! Before I smash your head!"
As the flail was lifted into the air, Arya reached out to Shirone's thigh with tears streaming down her face.
"Mi, I'm sorry… … sorry."
The upside down dagger trembled. I couldn't even imagine what it would feel like to have a sharp piece of metal pierce my flesh.
Arya sobbed and placed the tip of the dagger on Shirone's thigh.
Even then, Shirone's expression did not change. I won't kill you anyway. Because you are their most valuable hostage.
"You are surrounded! You are surrounded! Release the hostages immediately and raise the white flag! If you don't comply with the order, I will wipe it out completely!"
The heads of the terrorists all turned toward the window. All of a sudden, the Tormia anti-terrorist squad set up a barricade and surrounded the Gold Tower.
The emergency riot squad of prosecutors, the special riot squad of magicians, the explosives dismantling squad made up of alchemists, and even the sniper squad made up of gunners were all on the move.
The terrorist with a flail spat out curse words when the opportunity to make fun of the heinous Magic Association flew by. He was so low-pitched that I couldn't hear him. No, maybe he didn't even know what a human language was.
There is nothing more important than the revolutionary cause to the Black Revolutionary Corps. Caught up in his emotions, the crew grabbed Shirone by the back of the belt and walked to the window with his legs afloat with strong force.
"We are the Black Revolution! If we don't release Vice-Captain Kanimar and his comrades right now, the hostages will die! I will execute one person every 10 minutes!"
The anti-terrorist squad did not even raise an eyebrow. If you accept the demand here, you will have to accept a bigger demand in the future.
However, it was impossible to sacrifice the hostages. Even high-ranking nobles among the hostages held in the Gold Tower could cause political problems.
"Damn you kids! If you want to die, you will die alone!"
The anti-terrorist squad leader glared at the terrorist and bit his teeth. In the end, there was no choice but to suppress it, but the key was when to minimize the damage.
It could be right now, or it could be five minutes from now. How much more time he gave them was entirely his burden.
At that moment, a roaring sound was heard, and a woman holding a long magic wand landed.
Fleur, who flew straight from the Magic Association, analyzed the situation upon arrival.
'Once the anti-terrorist team arrived, all the citizens escaped. But the child… … ?'
It was not far from the alchemy shop, so it was normal to keep an eye on the situation nearby. However, no matter how much I looked around, I couldn't find Shirone.
'What, you're not here? Do you really run away anyway? Well, good thing for me… … .'
Flew's gaze stopped at the main gate of the Gold Tower. Seeing Shirone caught in the hands of the terrorist with a liberated expression, his eyes widened and his jaw dropped as if he were going to fall.
"What are you doing over there! Fool!"
The anti-terrorist squad looked back at the evil basket that had come out without their knowledge.
"ah… … ."
The class president frowned and asked.
"What are you? Seeing that you moved through space, is it a wizard?"
Flew, who came to his senses, walked confidently. It was not included in the number of cooperating people, but anyway, this place was also under the jurisdiction of the Magic Association, so it had authority.
"My name is Fleur, the head of the Magic Association's security department. How is the current situation… … huh?"
Flew, who had been groping for his chest, looked down with a puzzled expression. He obviously didn't have the employee ID that should have hung around his neck.
Realizing it belatedly, she stuck out her tongue with a painful expression.
'Oops, I gave it to that guy.'
The class president stared at Fleur, whose expression changed every second. If she hadn't flown through space, she would have just thought she was a local crazy girl.
"The Magic Association's security chief? But why did you come here? The riot squad has already been packed."
"Oh, hey, that… … I was wondering if there was anything I could help with… … ."
Flew's voice was quieter than before, intimidated by the fact that he didn't have a license. Either that or not, the class president looked back at the front as if it was annoying.
"Go back. We have enough troops to subdue them. The problem is the hostages."
Flew also knew because it was not the first time the scene of terrorism had occurred.
The reason it is difficult to wipe out terrorists is that they use an unspecified number of weak people as their shield.
However, even from her point of view, she could not leave the place without leaving Shirone behind.
'The more I think about it, the more I get annoyed. What were you thinking about getting caught by a terrorist? Even magic doesn't work there.'
For a moment, Fleur's eyes lit up.
'Wait, magic?'
Maybe Shirone's capture could be an opportunity.
Flew, thinking of a hopeful strategy, ran through the anti-terrorist unit and reached the class president.
"Hey, Captain! Captain!"
The class president sighed and looked back.
"What else? We are busy."
"there is! There is a way to save the hostages!"
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Chapter - 359 - Magic Association (5) 2.txt
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[359] Magic Association (5)
The anti-terrorism squad was giving Shirone a stinging glare. It is natural that they serve as excellent shields for terrorists, but from the standpoint of the hostage, it was only regrettable.
The flail's Janghan, who grabbed Shirone, had great physical strength. When she realized that she couldn't escape without magic, Shirone began to get impatient.
'What do we do? Aren't you really going to die like this?'
At that time, Flu broke through the anti-terrorist squad and appeared. Seeing her face with her ax eye raised, Shirone was terrified even in the situation of her life and death.
'Why is Mr. Flew here?'
Flew pointed and shouted.
"hey!"
All members of the Black Revolution paid attention to Fleur. Unexpected situations are always bad.
The terrorist holding Shirone asked in a menacing voice.
"Hey, what is that woman?"
"Uh, that… … For now, it's my business."
Flew continued angrily.
"Are you a crazy kid? I told you to go to the alchemy shop, what are you doing there?"
Shirone pondered over whether to answer.
Of course, it is natural for her to be angry. But it was nonsensical to bring it out in this situation.
'Why are you doing that? Something is strange.'
As Shirone was lost in thought, she fired even more.
"I must have ordered you to buy the parts for the 'horsepower controller'! Because of you, 'cute people' suffered damage! How are you going to be 'responsible'?"
Shirone's eyes sparkled.
'Magic control device?'
Come to think of it, Fleur's eyes were also tense, unlike usual.
'Ah, this is the password.'
Roughly put together, it was something like this.
The magic control device will be released. You are in charge of hostages.
'You've got one chance. But when?'
Until then, not even the flu could be delivered.
You can create any number of passwords, but if they are long, you will be suspicious. Also, even if time was adjusted, it could be rather poisonous in an operation where success or failure could be judged in an instant.
From that moment on, Shirone began to warm up his mind. There is no clearly defined time. The key was not to miss the opportunity at the moment the magic control device was destroyed.
The rooftop of an eight-story building 200 meters from the Gold Tower.
One Gunner was aiming at the Gold Tower with a crossbow equipped with magic bullets. Unlike a normal crossbow, the tiller was long enough to be worn on the shoulder and was a weapon that used a trigger-type trigger.
As Gunner was making a balloon out of chewing gum, a voice came from the communication device.
-Alpha. Can you hear me?
"This is Alpha. Waiting for sniping. over."
– Deliver orders. Detonate the Magic Control Device in the Gold Tower.
The balloon stuck to Gunner's mouth popped with a pop. Even detonating the magic control device seemed like there was nothing that could be done in the hostage situation.
-It's a one-time opportunity. make no mistake.
Gunner stopped thinking and locked the magic controller inside the crossbow's scope. Strategies are made up of the brain, and fighting is done by the muscles. He was the nerve of the anti-terror squad.
As I recalled the interior plan of the Gold Tower, the lines in my head stood up as planes and quickly formed a three-dimensional three-dimensional structure. It rotated freely and calculated its trajectory.
The magic control device is built into the wall, so you can't see it with your eyes. It was a situation where I had to open my heart.
"Roger That."
Fleur, who exchanged glances with Shirone, gently bit her lower lip. There were too many uncertain variables. Above all, even if the magic control device was destroyed, it was impossible to guarantee that Shirone would be able to evacuate the hostages.
'please. you have to do something If you make a mistake, it's the end.'
Shirone was desperate to change the shape of his mind beforehand.
The method he chose was Mass Teleport, a collective teleportation. As soon as the magic control device is destroyed, they take the hostages and escape.
'Can I make it on time?'
Bypass the terrorists and lock only the hostages in the Spirit Zone. As it is a bizarre form that is not found in all directions, it was important to tune the mind in advance. It would have been easy for Arin, a spirit-type mage, but it took a considerable amount of time for Shirone, who had strength in durability.
'It's harder than expected. Something shouldn't happen now.'
Meanwhile, Gunner finished preparing for sniping. The chewing of the gum slowed down at regular intervals, and he finally began to crush it slowly with his teeth.
slowly… … Slowly, as the gum squeezed, the trigger finger bent little by little.
Right.
The moment teeth met teeth, the trigger was pulled. With a ping and exclamation, the magic bullet was fired at the same speed as a swallow snatching a bug.
'Just a little, just a little more!'
Shirone did her best to change her mental form. Meanwhile, he couldn't help but be conscious of the situation around him.
A light flashed above the heads of the anti-terrorist squad, and then something passed through Shirone and through the front door.
A sharp iron magic bullet pierced the wall next to the safe and stuck into the board of the magic control device. Electricity was generated from the magic bullet, the wire melted, and the overheated device exploded with a roar.
'Now!'
Shirone entered the spirit zone with her eyes wide open. Hostages, including Arya, were captured in the Spirit Zone, which has an unstandardized form like an amoeba.
"what! What happened!"
The members of the Black Revolutionary Corps were taken aback by the sudden attack. However, it did not take long for them to settle their minds because they were also trained.
"How dare these fool us!"
The moment the flail landed on her head, Shirone opened her eyes. The body turned into light, and at the same time, all the hostages were subjected to photonization magic.
'Mass teleport!'
Numerous flashes of light seemed to rise simultaneously, then they bent like dragons and escaped the outside of the Gold Tower.
The place where Shirone arrived was 20 meters away from the main gate. He wanted to avoid it as far as possible, but the space of his line of sight was the limit for him who did not know the geography of this place.
After confirming the number of hostages, Shirone cut the rope with Armand using rated control. On the Gold Tower side, riot squads were arresting terrorists.
Werewolves, underground people, goblins, etc., their identities were revealed, and their races were different.
The giant of the flail was a family member called the Forest Keeper. Characterized by a well-developed chin, he was screaming in a low voice that would come from a brass instrument with his arm bent by the knights.
'One person is vacant?'
Only 7 terrorists were captured. When I checked the body with my eyes, I didn't see the one who was called the captain.
"Aagh!"
Shirone raised her head at the sound she heard from the sky. Flew, floating in the air, was in a position to strike something with his magic wand.
The transparent object fell to the ground with a thud. After a while, the leader with his limbs attached to the ground appeared, trembling with his beaten back.
Flew said, landing light as a feather on the ground.
"Where are you going to run to?"
"Keugh! Annoying Wizard!"
The captain grabbed his chest and tore off his robe.
The face of a man with light purple skin was revealed. He was bald, his ears sticking out like knives, and his sharp fangs stood out between his closed teeth.
"Now that this has happened, I will kill you and go."
"You were a vampire after all."
The ability to make the body invisible for a while was a vampire's unique ability. However, he was not pureblood, as he did not suffer even when exposed to sunlight.
'Well, if it was pureblood, it would be impossible for everyone here to attack.'
Flew said to the riot squad without taking his eyes off the vampire.
"I will take care of it, so please block the escape route. Vampires are good at escaping."
The riot squad immediately blocked the way to the Gold Tower. He knew that if he moved clumsily, the vampire would leave the place.
Flew swung his magic wand out of habit, then grabbed the tip of the pole and aimed it forward.
"Come on, kid."
"You cheeky girl!"
Nails protruded from the vampire's ten fingers like blades. His body turned into a blurry afterimage and moved across space like a torrent.
Vampires are fast. It was not muscle strength, but the power of a unique incarnation technique called half-body half-soul.
Flew's eyelids were half-down and his gaze was turned left and right.
Knock! Her vampiric claws got in the way as she twisted her body and held out her magic wand.
"Big! this… … !"
"It looks so ridiculous. A mongrel can't be faster than the synesthesia of the Spirit Zone."
"shut up! Shut up!"
The vampire swung its claws dozens of times per second.
Flew retreated with a sharp screeching sound, spinning around her at an unseen speed. Flew gave up her pursuit and slammed her magic staff down on the ground.
"Bonghwangjeong."
A huge firebird rose from the crystal ball and spewed out fireballs in all directions.
The phoenix that resonates with the Spirit Zone fires fireballs at everyone within its radius. Although it was impossible to identify friends, it was overpowered in terms of reflexes faster than synesthesia.
"Aagh!"
The vampire who was hit directly by the fireball rolled on the floor with his burning body. When the flames were extinguished, there was no strength left to move.
said Flew, pressing the magic wand to his stomach.
"The sun endures, but the fire does not. Receive the aura obediently."
"Stop talking nonsense! Do you know our suffering! To understand at least the misery of living in the gutter!"
"I don't know. Humans are what even humans can't save. I don't have the energy to look into your circumstances."
"You foolish and arrogant man! I was also human once. How long do you think you can rule the world! In the future, you will pay a huge penalty."
"Someday. But not now."
"Queue, is that so?"
The vampire's body began to split like a jigsaw puzzle. At the grotesque change, Flew removed his magic wand and took a step back.
"what… … ?"
"This is the result you made!"
Hundreds of black bats splattered the vampire's body and flew to the place where the hostages were, swimming in the air.
Flew pointed his magic wand at once. However, he could not use Bonghwangjeong where the hostages were.
"Kyaaaagh! Help me!"
The hostages who discovered the swarm of bats hugged each other.
At that time, Shirone blocked the way and lowered her fist.
'Broad!'
Puff puff puff puff!
The curtain of light pulsed at a fast tempo, bouncing off all bats. As the bats flew out of the curtain and got tangled, the vampire returned to its original form and rolled on the floor.
"Quaaaaagh!"
The vampire's fingers stretched sprawled toward the sun, slowly unfolding.
When the movement finally stopped, the emergency services rushed in and arrested him.
The hostages slowly lifted their eyelids. Terrorists were being transported one by one to the steel prison.
"done. Arrested them all."
"it's over! We live!"
The hostages cheered and clapped.
The main character of applause was Shirone. He came in as a hostage, took time, and even finished it, so it could be said that it was a sense of accomplishment.
"It was really cool! After all, justice is alive!"
"What courage! It deserves a job at the Magic Association!"
Shirone's face flushed. He was anxious that people mistook him for an employee of the Magic Association. Arya approached as she lowered her head, not knowing what to do with her body.
"Hey, are you okay?"
"Ah, it's okay."
"I am very grateful for today's work. I want to give an example… … ."
"Oh no! You don't have to!"
Arya didn't want to let Shirone go like this. She was helped, but the fact that he was in the wagon had a fateful impulse.
"I am Arya of the Tessiya family. My father is a first-class diplomat in the kingdom. If I tell you about today's work, it will help me a lot in the future… … ."
At that moment, Fleur grabbed Shirone's head and pressed him down.
"There is no need for that."
"yes?"
Flew politely bowed her head to the bewildered Arya.
"sorry. This child is still a probationary, not a full-time employee. Please kindly understand that this was done at the association level to catch terrorists."
Shirone lowered her head and averted her gaze.
Strictly speaking, he wasn't even an apprentice. However, when he met Fleur's eyes, who had a scary expression on his face, he remembered what to say.
"Yes, sorry. There will be no such thing in the future."
Arya didn't care if Shirone was a full-time employee or an apprentice. She talked for a long time and just wanted to know a little more about him.
"No, I'm just grateful… … ."
Flew shook his hand firmly and stopped talking.
"I just did what I was supposed to do. Private cases are strictly prohibited inside the association. Then I trust that you will understand and I will go now. Follow me, you little boy!"
"Ouch! sick!"
Shirone was caught and pulled out of the Gold Tower by Flew's hand.
Aria's eyes, looking at the two people who were getting farther away, contained regretful feelings.
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[360] Magic Association (6)
Shirone caught a carriage to the Magic Association. He was still tingling in the head from how many honey chestnuts he had been hit.
Flew sneered and said as she pouted her lips as she cradled the metal box in her arms.
"what? Do you feel bad about getting hit? So who would jump into the scene without permission? Do you know what the matter is? Using magic by someone without a wizard license is against the laws of the kingdom."
"I'm sorry about that. But people almost died."
Flew couldn't argue with that either.
"Hmph, that's that and this is this. You were determined to take responsibility anyway. Then don't mumble."
Since it was true, Shirone kept her mouth shut. Most of all, the terror I experienced today completely changed the image of Baska that I had so far.
"I've heard about Radum."
Flew, who had been looking out the window with his chin on his chin, looked away.
"My classmates from school used to live there. They said it was a terrible place."
"Hmm, yes. Because the residents of Radum are banned from economic activities."
"Why does the kingdom just leave such a place unattended? Terrorism is obviously bad, but can't we find a more peaceful solution?"
Flew was silent for a long time before opening his mouth.
"you… … Do you know what happens when there are no trash cans in the house?"
"yes? A trash can?"
"Eventually, the whole house becomes a trash can. But in reality, it's always clean because there are trash cans. Radum is such a place. The capital's garbage cans. They don't do anything productive, but they are valuable just for being there. That's why even nobles can't get rid of it."
"But that… … ."
"I know what you're thinking, but don't bother talking. Beliefs are not something that can be forced. If you have a certain belief, you just have to achieve it yourself."
Shirone bowed his head sullenly. It seemed that discussing an ideal that could not be practiced was not applicable in the world of professionals.
"However, today's events will make politicians think a little differently."
Shirone raised her head again.
"Bat imitation is a unique ability of vampires. However, cases of manifestation in broad daylight have not yet been reported in the academic world. Something is changing within Radum. Whether it's species improvement, or fusion… … ."
It was definitely a possibility.
Radum is an area inhabited by numerous sub-species who have fled from the continent. If living organisms can be experimented on, there is no better place for experimentation than this.
Shirone turned his head out the window. The scenery of the capital was splendid no different from when I first came. But now there was a shadow in his eyes too.
light and darkness. That too would be a law determined by each other referring to each other. However, Shirone did not know which came first.
* * *
After crossing the main gate of the Magic Association, Fleur looked back at Shirone.
"I'll report back, so go to the engine room and bring the stuff to the maintenance team. And stay still! Don't leak anywhere else!"
Apart from running errands, I've never been anywhere else. However, Shirone also turned away, thinking that it would be like that now. I was cautious in walking to the engine room, fearing that any items might be damaged.
Fortunately, the maintenance team inspected the item and determined that there was nothing wrong with it.
Fleur arrived in front of Shirone, who let out a sigh of relief and left the engine room. His expression became colder than before, as if he had heard what he was saying to his superior.
"Hey, the report is over… … !"
"Ugh, really!"
Fleur slammed Shirone in the head.
"ouch! Why do you keep hitting me on the head!"
Shirone had been patient enough, so he widened his eyes and got angry.
"I can't live because of you! Do you know how much I struggled to stop this incident? Learn to be proud of yourself even if you don't have a license!"
"I'm not bragging, but a person dies, so what do I do?"
"shut up! More than anything else, rumors spread that you came to the Association! This is a really serious problem. I think the president of the association wanted to meet you quietly, but I don't know, now!"
Shirone was also sorry about that.
"If you regret it now, it can't be helped."
"aha? It'll stop when you go back, right? He was really determined to kill me! Follow me!"
Fleur grabbed Shirone by the ear and dragged her to the inn. Slamming her door open, she shoved Shirone as if she were being thrown into her prison cell, then pointed at her and yelled.
"Don't take a step forward! I mean, she'll stay dead until she calms down."
Shirone touched her tingling ear and frowned.
"Isn't that too much? When to run errands?"
"I said out loud that this was good until the end… … !"
Just as Fleur was about to shout a second time, Gando's voice was heard from the hallway.
"Flu, what's up?"
Fleur turned her head away with a look of regret.
"Gando-sama, this little boy… … ."
Flew's body froze as the words snapped. Two people were following behind Gando, who was approaching with a worried expression.
Kang Nan, the chief secretary of the Magic Association.
And the person with the black fur coat over his shoulder was Mikea Gaold.
The moment he saw Gaold, Flew's heart skipped a beat.
I knew you were returning today, but I didn't even expect to see you here. Since she took office, the number of times the president of the association has reached the third floor has been counted on her hand.
'Why are you here… … ?'
He would have taken Shirone on his own if he gave instructions, but he started looking for him from the third floor upon his return.
Above all, it was before he had to fix the mistake Shirone had made. The fact that rumors of Shirone's arrival spread to the Magic Association was unforgivable under any excuse.
Flew raised his head and shouted as his body remembered.
"army unit! attention!"
Gando rubbed his forehead and shook his head. Garold, on the other hand, raised the corners of her mouth in interest.
"Hehe, is it only my eyes that can't see it? What troops should I prepare when there is no one?"
"ah… … sorry! Stop being nervous!"
Kang Nan removed his face from Gaold and asked.
"Have you been okay? On the way, I heard there was an incident a little while ago."
Flew said, eyes wide open, thinking that it was finally here.
"ah! I have something to report. At the scene of the recent terror, Shirone accidentally… … ."
"doesn't care."
Gaold cut off his words in annoyance and walked past Flew. Flew's face, still in an immobile posture, hardened like a stone statue.
Shirone looked up at Gaold and swallowed.
It was taller than I had imagined. He was the strongest wizard in the kingdom, who had been rumored to have been rumored to be there, and who had aroused even more intense curiosity after coming here. Perhaps it was an illusion, but his body seemed huge enough to touch the ceiling.
Gaold raised a corner of his mouth and said.
"Are you Shirone?"
*Episode 3. the strongest wizard
Shirone finally boarded the Magic Association elevator she had been waiting for. But he couldn't like it openly because the atmosphere was strange. I had to press the button to go anywhere, but no one was moving.
Gaold put his hands behind his back and looked at the instrument panel with the floor number. Kang Nan was meditating in the corner, and Gando couldn't hide his embarrassment as if Gaold's side was burdensome.
'Gaold-nim… … .'
In Fleur's eyes, as she lowered her head, sadness and sadness coexisted.
Until now, I did my best not to tarnish the name of the Gaold Guards. But all her efforts are useless in front of the name Shirone.
Shirone's name became known to the Association, and that fact must have reached the ears of the wizards who were keeping Gaold in check. Above all, this project was a once-in-a-lifetime construction that Gaold had prepared for 20 years.
But Gaold said:
-doesn't care.
Feeling infinitely shabby.
He had admired him since school days, and eventually joined the association and played for him for two years, but felt sorry for him that he was not worthy of Shirone, who was not even a formal magician.
Kang Nan opened his eyes and walked towards the panel.
"Then, I will go down."
Shirone put on a puzzled expression.
'I'm going down?'
This is on the 3rd floor, so if you go down there is only 1st floor. I'm not going to take the elevator to the second floor.
Kang Nan took out the key, opened the board, and put his fingerprint on the glass plate. A thin light came on as it scanned, and the internal mechanism was ejected. It was a panel with a total of 36 buttons, six horizontally and six vertically.
Kang Nan took a deep breath and entered 24 patterns.
When approval was given, a woman's guidance voice came from the ceiling.
-Go to the 10th basement floor. This is a Level 1 security area.
Gando and Fleur came to notice Gaold. Although he once rode the lift together, it was entirely up to Olde to decide how far he could accompany him.
"Hmm."
Gaold didn't care about that and looked at Shirone. Then he burst out laughing when he realized Shirone's eyes were fixed on the panel.
"Are you curious?"
"yes? Ah yes. It's my first time riding an elevator. Now I know that the password is locked."
"Queue, you must have memorized it like a gentleman."
"Oh no!"
Shirone, who hurriedly waved her hand, confessed after a while with a red face.
"yes. in fact… … ."
"ha ha ha! You are thorough! Well, if you're a wizard, that's how it should be. But it will be useless. Passwords change every day. Besides, what's really important is that no one in the Society knows the password."
Shirone tilted her head.
"Nobody knows? But just a little while ago, Mr. Kang Nan… … ."
"Yes, I entered the pattern correctly. But, even Gangnan doesn't know what he pressed."
Is that possible? Shirone asked himself.
"How could that be?"
"You store patterns in your unconscious, not your memory. It's easy when you think of an instrument. If you practice the same song every day, your hands move before you think. It's a similar principle. Kang Nan goes to a random password generator and looks at the pattern for about an hour each day. It's important not to think about anything. Then I just press whatever my hand takes me to."
Gaold pretended to press any button in the air.
"Of course, it is different from musical instruments, so training is required, but if you master the technique, it is more secure than any other encryption system. The more you try to be conscious, the harder it is to remember."
Shirone stuck out his tongue at the security system that transcended common sense. Just looking at the fact that the cryptographic system, which could not be learned from books, was already applied to the association, one could see the association's technological prowess.
'Very excited. Can't you see that the president of the association is doing good for you?'
Fleur, who had been listening to the conversation between the two, glared at Shirone viciously.
Even he himself had never exchanged more than a few words with Gaold. However, Shirone was not enough to take me to the first level security area, but kindly explained the secrets of the encryption system.
The elevator went down through the first floor and into complete darkness. It was a miscalculation to think of the distance as about 10 floors above ground just because it was 10 floors underground. The elevator went down for about a minute, and finally the door opened.
It was the first time for Flu and even Gando to come here, so I was naturally nervous. Waiting for Gaold and Gangnan to come down first, Flew looked around excitedly.
"Here… … ?"
It was a huge colossus. The ceiling was as high as the sky, and the interior without even a pillar expanded completely unrelated to the area of the Magic Association building.
Even Shirone, who had been to places outside of common sense, couldn't help but be surprised at the scale of the basement. The temples and heavenly buildings seen in the space-time of the labyrinth were great, but the emptiness of this place gave another sense of pressure.
'But why did you come here?'
It was unnecessarily spacious for a place for an interview.
When Shirone looked back at Gangnan, she raised her glasses and explained.
"This is the largest area in the Magic Association. Although it is an empty lot, its durability is beyond imagination because it is used as a bunker. Besides, it's one of the few places that are free from the magic control device. It's built for multiple purposes, but when it's not on display, it's mostly used to demonstrate secrecy magic."
"okay."
The Magic Association was the place where all magic in the kingdom was analyzed, so at least one space like this had to exist.
Then, realizing that, Shirone looked back at Gaold with a surprised expression.
"Are you demonstrating magic?"
When Gaold looked back with a smile on his face, Shirone shook his shoulders.
His speculation heated the air in the bunker. He had become a completely different person from when he saw him from the lift.
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[361] Magic Association (7)
"okay. that's why you came here Then once… … huh?"
Gaold looked back at Gando and Fleur, who stood like borrowed sacks of barley. After thinking for a while, he said in a puzzled voice.
"Why are you here? Don't you know it's a level 1 security area?"
"Ah, that… … ."
When Jiandao hesitated, Kangnan let out a sigh.
'Memory gone again.'
Shirone is a key resource that can bring significant changes to this project. Even if he didn't show it, he could tell that Gaold was also quite agitated.
"go back. We have something to do quietly."
"all right."
As Gaold waved his hands as if chasing flying flies, Gando shyly walked to the lift. There was no way that even Gra, who was in charge of Gaold's bodyguards, would not follow the instructions.
But Flew remained in place.
'I was always by your side. The president of the association brought you here, right?'
I know Gaold is losing his memory, but that hasn't eased my feelings. In fact, isn't Shirone, whom she first met just 10 minutes ago, still lingering in her head?
"Flu, what are you doing? Let's go up."
Gando spoke in a worried voice, but Fleur insisted.
For more than two years, he claimed to be a member of the Gaold Guard and performed numerous missions. He can't do this to himself.
"Please stay here."
Gaold, who was walking towards Shirone, stopped abruptly. As he slowly turned his head, something abnormal hovered silently in his eyes.
"just now… … What did you say?"
Flew screamed even louder as he sighed.
"Please stay here! We are also subordinates to assist Gaold-nim!"
Gando shook Fleur's shoulder with a pale face.
"What's wrong, Fleur? Are you crazy?"
It wasn't that I was standing there calmly because it was a flue. Her heartbeat reached her ribs, and her terrified eyes turned to the ceiling, avoiding Gaold's gaze.
"Cheuk, kuk, kuk."
Kneeling, Gaold crouched like a beast spying on its prey. A heat haze rose from her shoulders and top of her head as if the air was heating up.
"Flu."
"yes yes!"
"Since I became the president of the Magic Association, I have never been involved in an assault case. Do you know what the reason is?"
Flew slowly lowered his gaze to Gaold. When I saw his face with the grotesque tearing of his mouth, fear struck me as if my heart stopped.
"One hit and they all die."
Gando was startled and backed away.
'this! It started.'
Flew's vision darkened and he saw a hellish landscape of brimstone fires. The horrible screams of the hungry ghost gnawed at my brain, enough to make me want to rip off my ears.
"Uh, uh… … ."
Flew's pupils curled upwards of their own accord. His knees trembled like a dog being poked with a stick, and the flowing tears soaked his face as hot as blood.
'Oh, I'm scared… … !'
I felt like I would do anything to escape this moment. But it was a betrayal of Gaold. Everything about her collapses in an instant.
"Huh! Whoops!"
Flew closed her eyes tightly and shouted with all her might.
"I respect you!"
At the same time, the scenery of hell disappeared.
But her soul, which flew far away, still did not think of returning. In her trance, her words sprang out at will.
"I respect you! I've admired it since I started learning magic! I can do anything for the president of the association. So please let me stay here!"
'Flu… … .'
Gando looked at his direct subordinate with pitiful eyes.
Gaold is a man who has gone too far to be the goal of life. It was not easy to suppress the trembling when standing in front of him, even for himself, a certified 4th grader.
But this time, for the sake of his beloved subordinate, he mustered up the courage to take a step forward.
"Me too, please! Please do not doubt our resolve!"
Gando stopped beside Fleur and bowed.
Gaold stared at the two of them, lost in thought. But in reality he was not thinking at all.
"Then whatever."
Gando's face went blank as he consented so easily that he collapsed. Flew still didn't understand the situation and only sniffed his snot.
Kang Nan clicked his tongue in annoyance.
'anyway… … That's why I'm called crazy.'
Gaold is not bound by anything. We only act according to the emotions of the moment.
It was only natural that his brain's memory had gone bad, but the reason he was still alive without being stabbed was because no one in the kingdom of Tormia could harm him.
Gaold walked to the center of the bunker, took out a cigar from a distance facing Shirone, and lit it. Smoke escaped like a ghost through her parted lips.
"Yes, the fact that Gangnan brought him must mean that he saw the potential. From now on, I will judge for myself. If it meets my criteria, we might be on good terms."
It would be hard to feel good if the evaluation was done without hesitation, but it was not an unacceptable line if the president of the association was put on the line.
The only disturbing thing was what he had done to Flew a moment ago. What had happened to her, who had always been full of her confidence, sobbing with her fear?
'Are you really okay? He seems a bit strange.'
When he didn't hear an answer, Gaold said amusedly.
"It is not forced. We don't need a weak will. If you don't like it, go back now."
"If it's an evaluation, what do you evaluate?"
"I have only one hope for you. Let's see Ataraxia."
It was as Shirone expected. If a certified first-class archmage found himself only a student, he could only see that he was interested in Ataraxia.
"Do it at full power. It's an opportunity that won't come again in your life."
'Maximum output?'
At first I didn't understand what you meant. Then, when he encountered the speculation rising from Old's body, his anxious thoughts flashed through his mind.
"no way… … Shoot?"
"okay. Whatever it is, show your best organs."
Shirone's face turned into an embarrassment.
In his opinion, Ataraxia is siege magic. It's not worth casting on people unless you really intend to kill them.
"But this isn't even two thousand."
"of course. that's why you brought Because the true value of magic is the most accurate way to confirm it with your body."
Only now did I realize it clearly. Gaold is crazy. How could you make such a demand if you did not intend to turn a man into a murderer?
"It is too dangerous. The president of the association may get hurt."
Gaold narrowed his eyes, blew out a cigarette, and burst into laughter.
"Puhahaha! This is the funniest joke in recent times. A kid with no hair underneath."
Shirone's face turned red, and she cried. Regardless of the authenticity of the joke, it was a complete disparagement.
Of course, Gaold is the strongest wizard in Tormia. But ataraxia was also an archangel's ability.
"I mean it. Maybe even die."
Gaold waved his hands as if brushing away the remnants of laughter.
"Ah, yes yes. Then, from that moment on, you are the president of the Magic Association. The people here are the witnesses. how is it? Is it a super-fast promotion?"
'I'm not even listening.'
Shirone opened his eyes wide and focused. Seeing what ataraxia is with your own eyes will change your mind.
A point of starlight born in the air drew a circle while drawing a curve.
The moment Halo was born, Flew's forehead wrinkled. An intense pain pierced his temple.
'This is the materialization of Halo, Immortal Function.'
I heard that the more sensitive the sensitivity, the stronger the impact. As expected, Gando squinted one eye and exhaled, perhaps feeling considerable pain.
On the other hand, Kang Nan checked the time with a calm expression. Ga Old also sucked on a cigar to make her cheeks look slimmer, then put her mouth together and made a donut out of the smoke. It was as if it couldn't be done this fast.
'It's real, this guy… … .'
It was the first time I met someone who could be completely free in Halo.
Having calmed down her excitement, Shirone decided to go out a little further.
Upon integrating Ataraxia, the colors began to construct concepts that transcended the human knowledge base as flashes of light struck from the front.
"wow… … ."
Fleur's mouth fell open.
Ataraxia, which I had only heard about through rumors. I knew it was an archangel's ability, but I just wanted to know how amazing the magic a student cast was. But even she, who graduated from the Royal School of Witchcraft and Wizardry at the top of her class, couldn't understand even 10 percent of the concept of being integrated into Halo.
'How could that be? How many replacement batteries will it take?'
Ataraxia is complete. As the hundreds of small magic circles spun like gears and radiated light, Gaold looked back at the intensity.
"how is it?"
Kang Nan looked at the pocket watch in his hand.
"One minute and two seconds."
"Hmm, it's a little shorter than before."
Pak! Gaold flicked out his cigar, and sparks exploded like fireworks, sending the tail of the cigar to the wall. Grabbing one of his legs behind him, he slowly lowered his stance, facing Shirone with an oblique angle.
"Then shall we begin? Come in."
The moment Gaold took his stance, Bunker's temperament changed. If wizards were omnipotent in the Spirit Zone, everything here was controlled by Gaold's will.
Even so, Shirone was conflicted. Ataraxia belongs to the trigger type of magic. Once he passed the photon cannon, there was nothing he could control.
Kang Nan's voice was heard in his ears.
"Shirone, I would have told you. This is a transnational issue."
Shirone was still looking at Gaold.
"I can't go into details yet, but we are serious too. If that's your belief, you can go back now. But if you are bound by the moral code, know that that too is presumptuous."
"Whoa!"
Shirone let out a deep breath as if to let out his thoughts. There was no way out now. The only thing he could do was to bet on the title of first-class archmage.
"let's begin."
When Shirone opened her eyes, a photon was born with a popping sound in front of her. The more the mass was concentrated, the louder the voice in the heart became, but he resolutely ignored all sounds and increased its power.
'From now on, I can't control myself.'
Shirone sent out a photon cannon while biting her molars.
As the sphere of light passed through Ataraxia, the bunker turned white.
As a result, Fleur's mind also went white. A tidal wave of enormous mass. It felt like being thrown in front of the phenomena of a transcendental world untouched by humans.
bang!
An intense blasting sound broke through the roar of flashes.
As the atmospheric pressure in the bunker increased explosively, the energy of the photon cannon was compressed in front of Gaold's palm. It was the best defensive magic in the Air series, the Bakum Press that only Gaold could use.
"Uh, how… … ?"
Shirone couldn't believe it even after seeing it with his own eyes.
It was neither sustained nor avoided. Literally took the photon cannon by hand.
The photon cannon, already depleted of energy, floated in Gaold's palm. When he clenched his fist, he made a small pop and disappeared in vain.
Gaold looked back at Shirone and said with a smile.
"It is inconsistent."
Silence passed. No one in the bunker could speak.
'fail? I?'
Shirone realized belatedly that he hadn't even thought about not being able to pass the exam in the first place. He just hoped that no one would get hurt with Ataraxia.
Gaold threw the wind-blown coat over his shoulder and walked towards the elevator.
"Kangnan, you are right. That guy is useless. send it back."
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[362] Magic Association (8)
All the wizards in the bunker walked to the lift.
Shirone didn't understand what the situation was like now. Why is it inconsistent? Even if he blocked the photon cannon, it was Gaold's greatness, not his own ugliness.
'Isn't this enough power?'
No, what level had Gaold been demanding of himself from the beginning?
"President of the association."
Everyone waiting for the elevator to come down turned their heads to Shirone.
"Give me one more chance."
Flew snorted in embarrassment. How dare you ask a first-class archmage for a second chance. He was more than audacious and it was clear he had no respect for the Association.
But this time, she didn't have to step out. Gaold was walking towards Shirone with cold eyes.
His thoughts were the same as the flu. Toys that lost their play value were trash.
"Are you misunderstanding something? this is not the place for you I'm here to test the quality of being my tool. But you didn't even get through that."
Shirone also admitted that he was wrong.
"I won't ask you to treat me the same as before. If you give me a chance, it doesn't matter if it's a real match. So give me another chance to demonstrate."
The emotion faded from Gaold's face. All that was left was a cool life.
He is not an authoritative person. But he wasn't even good enough to accept the treatment of an unbecoming kid.
"May I attack? I mean, do you want to stick with me?"
"It's not that we stick together… … ."
"shut up."
As lifeblood erupted from Gaold, Shirone's vision was blocked. Then, a curtain of fire engulfed all around, and a sea of fire spread all over it.
Even though I knew it was a hallucination, I felt like I was burning my flesh with the heat. The sounds of pain, screaming, and lamentation filled her head, and she was unable to think.
Guessing Shirone's condition, Fleur's face turned pale.
'It was a big deal. I really intend to kill you.'
Those who fall into Gaold's self-denial, the great heat hell, are crushed by terrible fear and their minds are destroyed. It was a terrifying ability that, over time, could suffocate and kill a person with just emotions.
However, Shirone was not consumed by fear. He didn't shed a tear, and his knees didn't tremble. He was just calmly looking at the great heat of hell.
"Uh, how… … ?"
Fleur couldn't accept Shirone's calmness. Could it be that it is not a great heat hell? But Gaold's grotesque face was no different from when he terrified himself.
'This is what Mr. Flew suffered. He's terrifying.'
Shirone even turned her head to look at her surroundings. Then, thinking that the tour of hell was enough, I stared at the front again.
His eyes pierced the front. Although he couldn't see it with his eyes, Gaold was supposed to be standing in the real space.
'Mikea Gaold… … .'
When I heard about it from Flew, I thought he was just an exceptionally strong wizard. However, looking at the hell spread out in front of him, he could guess what kind of life he had lived and how far he had fallen.
Shirone closed her eyes and put her thoughts together. Even if something other than hell is unfolding before your eyes, the incarnation defined by the perfect law will not be shaken.
Shirone's eyes widened. The sea of fire split into left and right sides, and in an instant, hell disappeared. Then I saw Gaold's face, revealing the whites and laughing like a monster.
"Quack, heck, heck."
Gaold let out a throat-scratching laugh and shrugged his shoulders. Then, looking at Shirone with her burning eyes, she said.
"Beyond the mind."
He seemed to know why Kang Nan, who was pessimistic about this incident, had brought Shirone. Although he did not know his immediate skills, his talent was a material that could definitely go first-class.
"Spirit transcendence? Are you eighteen now?"
Gando muttered with a shocked face.
Flu was equally as absurd. She knows what mental transcendence is. However, the deeper she dug, the more vague concepts she didn't know were drawn rather than enlightenment.
"Hmm."
Gaold stroked his chin and thought.
The reason I thought of including Shirone in the project wasn't because she was strong. Currently, those who are stronger than Shirone are widely spread throughout the world. But the idea is definitely genius.
A battery with a unique mass endowment among Unlockers. Numerous practical magics that follow from there.
Shirone is a lumber that can add genius to the team he organizes. His talent for finding breakthroughs in any situation becomes a key code that can create variables in adverse situations.
In that sense, returning the mind of a first-class archmage was also a talent.
"You want to go to practice? Do you know what that means?"
"yes. I know you're not the kind of person to be moderate. It's okay to die."
Gando was worried about Shirone's beating. A mage could easily speak of death. However, in a situation where one must die, no magician would say such a thing.
"good night. But let's ask one thing first."
said Gaold, his eyes widening.
"Why do you want to die?"
Shirone shut his mouth.
Perhaps he is the only one who sees even a little bit of the possibility of life in this place. That fact made my body tremble like the chill of a winter night.
Gaold changed the question slightly.
"So I mean… … what are you imagining? What conclusion did you reach? Do you know why I called you? You don't know anything, do you think that something important enough to risk your life is behind me?"
"I don't know anything. But I guess."
"Hoo? for example?"
Shirone remembered the face of Archangel Ikael. He was a warm and kind angel. However, he was once also an archangel powerful enough to destroy Kergo Ruins.
why is she… … Did she entrust the future to herself?
"For once, there is someone you must meet."
The first thing I thought of was after going through something in Kazura Kingdom. To be precise, from when Guffin's security device was unlocked.
Behemoth, who knew the answer, disappeared along with mental transcendence, but the question engraved in his mind was still haunting him. That's why he must meet Ichael.
Shirone's answer did not fit into the options Gaold expected. Though he felt that he was an interesting child, he felt that he should not let things go. He doesn't like talkative people.
"Are you saying you want to use the Association for your personal business?"
Shirone did not answer. Gaold's question was emotional, and that's why it missed the point. He didn't need words for questions he didn't need to answer.
Gaold turned around as if that was enough.
"Okay, I'll give you one last chance. The break is one hour."
After casting Ataraxia, his mental strength must have been quite exhausted.
However, Shirone shook her head. There was something more useful than restoring one's sanity if the other party would provide convenience.
"it's okay. Instead, there are other conditions."
Shirone took out Armand from her waist.
"Please allow me to use the Keumgang Armament. I think there should be an advantage to this level."
Gaold looked at the sword in Shirone's hand. The object called
"I thought you were a less-than-sophisticated guy, but you seem to be grasping the subject."
Doing my best even though I know I can't win means that I risked my life and death this time. It wasn't a bad suggestion for Gaold either, since it would save time anyway.
"However, hearing only one object does not change anything. So let's set the rules."
Gaold compressed the air over his palms. Transparent spheres flickered as the density increased.
"As you can see, what I use is air magic that anyone can learn. Among them, the press series. I'm not good at magic, so I don't know anything complicated. I'm just here because I'm a little stronger than the others."
A bitter smile formed on Shirone's lips. If the magician who could block Ataraxia with one hand had a little more power, all the magicians in the world would have to be said to be dead.
Gaold clenched his fists, and air bubbles burst with a pop.
"Anyway, here are the rules. I'm going to get ataraxia once again with the bakum press. The difference from before is that it only casts attack magic on you once."
Gaold pointed his index and middle fingers at Shirone. A small bubble of air formed on the tip of my finger.
"As you can see, the magic that will attack you is an air gun. The principle is simple. It compresses the air and releases it. Will this be enough for 10,000 presses? I don't know."
Gaold's arm bounced up quickly. The air bubbles that had been compressed with tremendous force exploded, and an eardrum-shattering roar was heard.
The air gun that passed by Shirone landed at the end of the bunker. Until then, Shirone wasn't even aware that something had passed. My ears were just ringing. Then he felt a vibration and slowly looked back.
A huge circle dented in the center of where the air gun struck, and cracks stretched out in all directions.
The radius of the crack was approximately 20 meters in diameter. Also, I couldn't confirm it, but the size of the air gun was probably no more than 2cm in diameter.
Shirone couldn't even blink and looked back blankly. He was waving his hand from which he had fired the air gun, and Old was laughing.
"Well, it's a child's play magic, but it'll sting a little if you get hit."
it stings? Even the Geumgang Armed Forces, equipped with the best defensive posture, were instantly killed the moment they were hit. However, it didn't sound like a joke because it came from the mouth of a first-class archmage.
"anyway. Try your best."
Shirone's lips trembled as he smiled.
He's a strong enough person to be afraid of, but on the other hand, that's why I wanted to challenge him.
When the Photon Cannon is fired with the four combinations of Armand's magical power amplification, immortal function, mental transcendence, and ataraxia, how far can its power soar?
"Geumgang Armed Forces."
Standing upright, Armand swallowed Shirone, and the transformation ended in an instant. His cybernetic body whirled around and landed on Shirone's shoulder.
"let's begin."
Despite Shirone's changed appearance, Gaold was relaxed. He wiggled his fingers while maintaining the shape of the air gun. Then, as if being dragged, Shirone attacked.
Halo was already drawn where he was standing. Thanks to the time-sharing ability of others, Ataraxia began to accumulate faster than before.
'It's a division operation. It's pretty fast too. If this is enough, I'll cut off 50 invitations, right?'
Shirone created a blade made of bone from her gauntlet and wielded it. However, Garold still kept an eye on Ataraxia and shook only his upper body to evade all attacks.
'You can't win with brute force either. The actual experience is different.'
Shirone pushed desperately. The bunker was so wide that it was a loss to stick tentacles into it. However, to that extent, Armand's physical augmentation ability was maximized.
'What are you doing?'
Fleur tilted her head.
Even though both of them were wizards, they were not casting magic. Gaold could only try the air gun once, so even so, it was strange that Shirone insisted on hand-to-hand combat.
"Why don't you show your longevity? If it's time-sharing, there's one slot left, right? There might be a chance of winning if you fire attack magic continuously. The president of the Association cannot even use defensive magic."
Gando said without taking his eyes off the battlefield.
"Because they're both serious."
"yes?"
Caught in tension, Gando had no time to continue his explanation.
Anyway, there is no meaning in the movement they are unfolding now. The match would eventually end in an instant.
'perhaps… … Something completely unexpected could happen.'
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