Doggaga!
An explosion sounded through the steel door.
Most of the doors are not frightened. But at the next moment, the door sounds and smashes.
It wasn't torn, it was shattered.
"Come on! Everybody, get in there."
Celia's voice sounds.
The soldiers jumped into the room beyond the door cooled to such an ultra-low temperature that their skin would stick if they touched it.
"That's just great. I didn't expect to use the difference in thermal expansion to smash doors."
Celia nodded lightly at Rolf's voice.
Seeing Celia use a flame-based technique at first, I thought Rolf was willing to break the door because it was melted by high heat.
That is why we stopped Celia from trying to point out the problems that followed.
But Celia understood Rolf's concerns.
If you expose the steel door to enough heat to melt, the air around you will be like a scorching hell.
Celia and Rolf, who can use magic, are fine, but deadly to the average soldier.
You will not be able to enter the room until the air is cold.
So Celia, after heating the door with high heat, cooled the door, which was rapidly heated by using ice and snow based spells. Thermal expansion was used.
"Come on. Let's go inside, too"
A tragedy was spreading in front of the two men who had pulled off near the entrance and went inside.
Blood-specific, rusty iron-like smells come to their noses.
"This is..."
"Oh my God..."
The two of them were stunned.
I couldn't believe the sight in front of me, even though I expected it somewhere in my mind.
"Oh... what about Grandpa?
In Celia's eyes as she looked around, a gayest jumped down onto the floor.
Characteristic robe. I couldn't have seen it wrong.
"No, Grandpa!
Celia's knee smashed and fell to the floor.
Rolf rushes in, but Celia waves her hand and runs over to Guys.
Selia was insensitive and excited to hold the body of Gayes.
Looking at Gayes held in Celia's hand, Rolf glances at her face.
Even Rolf, who was on many battlefields, was so relentless that it was rare to see bodies attacked intransigently.
If you look at him crushing his head and burying his face on the floor, you can see that Gayes was either attacked from behind or squatted.
It was also expected that the killer had blocked his airway and stabbed a stop in the back of the squatted Guy's head, given that the body of Guy who put him to sleep on his back had his throat torn.
"Who the hell would do such a miserable thing..."
From Rolf's mouth, words of mourning leaked.
For Rolf, who has killed each other on many battlefields, he would not otherwise feel anything where he saw the body.
I just think the weak are dead.
But Gayes is different.
He's a comrade who's fought with Rolf for years.
With my friend's death in front of my eyes, I couldn't have kept my normal mind.
"It's been decided! Summoned otherworlds!
A hateful cry bursts out of Celia's mouth.
Her eyes were darkened by the flames of anger that killed her grandfather.
When she sees the flames in her eyes, Rolf desperately suppresses her shaking own mind.
You can't let two commanders lose their cool.
(I can't... I was more intimate than my parents and children...)
Celia's parents are dead when she was a toddler. He died in battle with his neighbor.
It was then his grandfather, Gayes, who picked her up and raised her.
He is the master of Celia's magic and at the same time only one flesh and blood parent. So it was only natural that Celia took it.
But Rolf doubted her cry.
"But Lord Celia. The otherworlds are powerful pawns if they do grow up, but they're totally vulnerable when they summon you, aren't they? Unlike here in the world, there is no war, and we are told that the carrying of weapons is prohibited."
"But!"
"Sure, there's no doubt that what's doubtful is the subpoenaed alien, but there's no other possibility."
Gentle appetite for Celia's defense.
Now I had no other choice than to let her settle down.
We must avoid getting dragged away by Celia's passion.
"The first thing we need to do is figure out exactly what's going on and know exactly what's going on."
Rolf tells me, Celia's face gradually tightens.
She and the next court magician are talented enough to make her young.
As I listen to Rolf, I quiet my mind remembering my role and responsibilities.
"I'm sorry. Master Rolf is right."
Hold down Celia, who bows her head, and Rolf arrows to the soldiers to give the order.
"Confirm the life and death of a falling soldier immediately! And make sure the weird outfit guy who's falling down there is definitely dead! The latter is a search for this room. See if there's a hole or something you can get out of there! After that... is there anything? Lord Celia?
Celia shook her head at Rolf's inquiry.
Though he's about to regain his calm, the death of his flesh parents still affects her mind.
Yet her brain had not regained its pitiful sharpness.
"Master Rolf! Master Celia!
"I'm alive. This guy's alive!
A while later, a soldier who was confirming the life and death of the falling and lying soldiers called Rolf and Celia.
"" What!? ♪ Is it true?
There were soldiers lying there in a sea of blood when Rolf and Celia rushed over.
"Lo... Dear Rolf..."
The uninterrupted voice leaking out of your mouth is certainly from a soldier believed to be this corpse.
"What? How'd it go?
"What? What happened, sir?
He's the only living witness.
Both Rolf and Celia heard his voice absurdly.
"... Master Ruff... has a monster..."
I heard the soldier's words, and their complexion changed.
I know what happened in this room, because I'm the only living witness.
"What?! He said it was a monster."
Listening to the words of the soldier concerned, Rolf's complexion changes.
Celia also panicked that her grandfather had an accident with the recall technique and recalled an unscheduled alien organism.
"What do you mean! Stay with me."
"Ga...... Guy...... but"
Two desperate to ask, but words that leak uninterruptedly from a soldier's mouth are obscure and have no clear meaning.
It was hard to tell that something was wrong, but the situation remained unclear.
"Yes...... how about that. Somebody! Somebody get this guy under the doctor!
"Be clear! Your grandfather is not happy with you!? What does that monster mean?
Desperately trying to stop Celia from questioning him, Rolf ordered him to rush to the infirmary when he put soldiers on the stretcher he was transported to.
"Why?! Why did you stop!?
Rolf clearly appealed to Celia, who ate and hung ghosts in shape.
If I'm not clear here, I've decided that I can't stop this girl who loses and disturbs her flesh and mother.
Is it still a difference in experience?
Celia still seems to have difficulty controlling her emotions, even with her abilities.
He said he had regained his composure because of it, but when he heard the soldier's "monster" words, he disturbed his mind again.
Especially if my esteemed grandfather may have died as a result of his unsuccessful recall technique.
"But if you keep asking, he might be dead."
To Celia, who eats and hangs, Rolf tells only the facts in cold blood with as little emotion as he can.
Rolf's words are true. Because if I were forced to interrogate you now, that bloody soldier would have died.
But it doesn't reach Celia's heart.
I sincerely believe that it is more a prerequisite to get information about my grandfather than the life of one soldier.
"They are, though. Shouldn't we now see what happened to him more than his life?
So Celia desperately resists the praise of Rolf.
Even though she understands that Rolf's words are right, her heart turns away from that decision.
But Rolf dares to sort out the situation and calm Celia's mind.
"Sure, that's important, but it seems like the only guy who knows everything. I don't even think I could have kept that guy's injury intact and gotten meaningful information from interrogating him. If you die before you ask poorly for information, that's what makes sense. Even if it takes some time here, you'd better wait for that guy to recover and make sure later, right?
I can't even say it as Celia if Rolf tells me that much.
Rolf is right.
What she is not convinced of is the part of her emotions as a surviving family whose flesh parents have sacrificed.
"Phew...... ok. I know that Master Rolf is right in his judgment. I'm sorry to disturb you."
Celia's heart, sighing loudly, regains its calm.
Eating and hanging on to Rolf would be the result of less strain on her mind.
Even though it's a genius, there's nothing you can do about the difference in experience that comes from age.
"But what the hell did he say about the monster..."
"Well, you just have to listen slowly after that soldier's injury heals. Now let's get our hands on it from where we can."
When Rolf calmly answers Celia's words, he orders the soldiers to resume the search during the summons.
But as it turns out, Rolf's judgment will go backwards.
"Yay! Oh my God! Dear Rolf ~ ~!! The infirmary! The infirmary!
One soldier rushed in between summonses.
His chopped voice tells us that it is a clear emergency.
"Calm down! How are you?!
Rolf's fury echoes all over the room.
Upon anger, the soldier was pushed by Rolf's sword screen and began reporting desperately, letting him cut his breath.
"Ha! There's an unexplained fire in the infirmary right now... it's turning around fast and there's a fire in the drugstore."
"Oh my God! What happened to the fire! Is anyone on their way to extinguishing the fire?!
Rolf blocked the soldier's report along the way.
There are several flammable materials stored in the chemical depot that promote combustion.
Besides, I just sent the injured man to the infirmary. It's the only living witness.
"Yes...... no. We immediately contacted the court magicians and are now extinguished."
Upon hearing the soldier's report, Rolf regained some calm.
At least I was relieved that the worst that could have happened to the flames in the palace was prevented.
Rolf asked Celia.
Because certain doubts have arisen in my mind.
"Lord Celia. What do you think?"
"That's unnatural..."
"Again... Lord Celia thinks so too..."
"Yep... too many things overlap"
Rolf thought about it.
The answer that was in him had come to mind.
But that can't be his common sense.
"There is only one hypothesis that can explain the current situation. But..."
"Do you think it's impossible?
Celia could have guessed exactly what Rolf thought.
And maybe I can't tell you why.
"I don't know..."
Rolf shook his head again.
Speculation is only speculation. And it's not speculation that I want Rolf. It was an absolute certainty.
"We will report you!
The conversation between the two was blocked by reports from the soldiers who ended the search.
"Uhm, report!
We have confirmed the death of a soldier.
"So? What's the cause of death?
Soldiers look at each other in Celia's inquiry.
Seems hard to report.
"What's wrong! Get it straight! Cause of death?
He was put on Celia's sword screen, and one soldier came forward on his behalf.
"Oh... probably by bare hands..."
"What! You say you're bare? How do you know?"
Rolf roughs up his voice and listens back.
"I have two bodies that I believe have been slashed in the throat, but there are clear finger marks there..."
Another soldier went on to say.
"The cause of death of the body I confirmed is the crushing of the cervical bone caused by a blow to the neck from behind. There's just no scratches on the armor or helmet, no sign of him being killed using a weapon."
Another said.
"And I'm curious..."
"What!? You're not gonna be clear!
Nor could Rolf, who is usually good for being warm, hide his frustration.
But neither that nor impossibility.
"Ha! It's a burnt corpse with different worlds and faces... its... belt of trousers..."
Exposed to Rolf's wrath, the soldier continues to report, threatening but desperate.
"What! Be clear!
Celia's frustration led the soldier to report in a meandering but desperate manner.
"Ha! I don't have a belt in my pants. If it's in that state, your pants will fall off the body. I didn't know we could fight very well..."
Listen to that, Celia and Rolf, you two look sassy.
"Shit! Lord Rolf!"
Leaving behind, Celia rushes out of the room like a wind.
"You're on guard in the castle!
Rolf followed Celia when he ordered the soldiers to do so.
Various matters combine and their brains draw one conclusion.
"Looks like you got a hit."
Rolf speaks from behind to Celia ahead.
"Yep. Just check in the infirmary and you'll be clear..."
"But then it would mean an otherworldly man with the art of fighting..."
"Yep. That's enough to kill four armed soldiers with as many magicians as your grandfather..."
"So much ability in the early days..."
A chill ran on Rolf's back.
There are so many different worlds wandering around this palace.
(Be sure to catch him and show him!
When so determined, he builds strength all over his body.
The two of them, who were performing physical strengthening at the surgical ceremony, rushed through to the front of the infirmary in about 30 seconds.
"You seem to be quenching the fire as reported..."
I guess I used running water system spells, around the infirmary and the pharmaceutical depot that was set up with it was flooded.
One young man walks over when he realizes the two have arrived.
"Lord Celia, Master Rolf. How did it go?
"Orlando. What about fire?
On Celia's inquiry, Orlando turned his gaze to the quenched infirmary.
"There is no problem. The fire is going around fast and the infirmary is burning round, but he managed to put it out before he jumped into the other room. Just..."
Orlando clouded his mouth.
"Orlando! I'm in a hurry!” Just ”what? … A wounded person has been brought to the infirmary since the recall! What about him?"
"Three bodies came out of the infirmary, but they didn't die on fire. Besides, we don't have enough bodies... I don't know about the injured person..."
I heard Celia's breathtaking noise.
Because I realized that their expectations had come true.
"How did you know it wasn't enough?
Orlando answered Rolf's question.
"Yes, one of the doctors just left the infirmary to get into a break, and two soldiers came with an injured man on the stretcher."
Rolf and Celia nodded face to face.
((as I thought))
"" So!?
Rolf and Celia's voices overlap.
"The injured man seemed quite seriously ill and immediately put him to bed in his cot. But the fire was quenched, so I checked the infirmary, and there were only three bodies on the floor. Betting was a mushroom..."
Celia blocked the Orlando language there.
We already have the information we need. After that, there's only action.
"Orlando! Form a corps of magicians immediately! Master Rolf must form a Kingsguard! I ask Your Majesty to allow the use of soldiers! Rendezvous is in the courtyard."
Celia blocks Orlando's words and skips instructions.
"I got it!
"Ma... wait, Lord Celia. I feel refreshed..."
Unable to grasp the situation, Orlando visits in awe of Celia's sword curtain.
"Good Lord Orlando, follow the instructions of Lord Celia!
"Orlando, please! I don't have much time. I'll let you get away with it!"
The look of Orlando changed to Celia's desperate cry.
Usually unreliable, he is the third seat court magician.
I've been in battles before, so in these situations, I get nervous.
Having guessed from Celia's voice that it was an emergency, he switches the mind switch from normal to battlefield.
"What about the force?
Low and cold voice.
So much so that I don't think I was upset until just now.
"Let me out as much as I can! The other guy is a pretty dangerous one. I authorize the use of magic as a matter of urgency!
Celia gave permission to use the spell of metastasis, which is prohibited for use in the palace.
That is a sign that it is a first-level emergency.
"Okay.” Meneose, the supreme god who commands the light. As promised to you. Give me metastasis protection.
Having understood the matter, Orlando quickly chants a spell.
He instantly moved into the quarters of the Corps of Mages.
"That's the magician in the third seat. I didn't know you could metastasize with that short chant."
"Naturally. I'm your grandfather's apprentice. I don't need you to talk about that."
And Celia turned her hand toward Rolf.
"Dear Rolf, I'm wasting my time! I'll transfer Master Rolf to the Kingsguard quarters. Thank you for organizing the soldiers."
"Okay. I'm asking for more permission than your majesty!
"Yes! I'll go.” Show me the power of the light, Meneose, the supreme god! Invite this man to the land! Transfer "Teleport" "
Confirming Rolf's disappearance, Celia began chanting again.
To chase the shadow of an invisible killer.
"" Meneose, the supreme god who commands the light. As promised to you. I need protection for the metastasis.
Doggaga!
An explosion sounded through the steel door.
Most of the doors are not frightened. But at the next moment, the door sounds and smashes.
It wasn't torn, it was shattered.
"Come on! Everybody, get in there."
Celia's voice sounds.
The soldiers jumped into the room beyond the door cooled to such an ultra-low temperature that their skin would stick if they touched it.
"That's just great. I didn't expect to use the difference in thermal expansion to smash doors."
Celia nodded lightly at Rolf's voice.
Seeing Celia use a flame-based technique at first, I thought Rolf was willing to break the door because it was melted by high heat.
That is why we stopped Celia from trying to point out the problems that followed.
But Celia understood Rolf's concerns.
If you expose the steel door to enough heat to melt, the air around you will be like a scorching hell.
Celia and Rolf, who can use magic, are fine, but deadly to the average soldier.
You will not be able to enter the room until the air is cold.
So Celia, after heating the door with high heat, cooled the door, which was rapidly heated by using ice and snow based spells. Thermal expansion was used.
"Come on. Let's go inside, too"
A tragedy was spreading in front of the two men who had pulled off near the entrance and went inside.
Blood-specific, rusty iron-like smells come to their noses.
"This is..."
"Oh my God..."
The two of them were stunned.
I couldn't believe the sight in front of me, even though I expected it somewhere in my mind.
"Oh... what about Grandpa?
In Celia's eyes as she looked around, a gayest jumped down onto the floor.
Characteristic robe. I couldn't have seen it wrong.
"No, Grandpa!
Celia's knee smashed and fell to the floor.
Rolf rushes in, but Celia waves her hand and runs over to Guys.
Selia was insensitive and excited to hold the body of Gayes.
Looking at Gayes held in Celia's hand, Rolf glances at her face.
Even Rolf, who was on many battlefields, was so relentless that it was rare to see bodies attacked intransigently.
If you look at him crushing his head and burying his face on the floor, you can see that Gayes was either attacked from behind or squatted.
It was also expected that the killer had blocked his airway and stabbed a stop in the back of the squatted Guy's head, given that the body of Guy who put him to sleep on his back had his throat torn.
"Who the hell would do such a miserable thing..."
From Rolf's mouth, words of mourning leaked.
For Rolf, who has killed each other on many battlefields, he would not otherwise feel anything where he saw the body.
I just think the weak are dead.
But Gayes is different.
He's a comrade who's fought with Rolf for years.
With my friend's death in front of my eyes, I couldn't have kept my normal mind.
"It's been decided! Summoned otherworlds!
A hateful cry bursts out of Celia's mouth.
Her eyes were darkened by the flames of anger that killed her grandfather.
When she sees the flames in her eyes, Rolf desperately suppresses her shaking own mind.
You can't let two commanders lose their cool.
(I can't... I was more intimate than my parents and children...)
Celia's parents are dead when she was a toddler. He died in battle with his neighbor.
It was then his grandfather, Gayes, who picked her up and raised her.
He is the master of Celia's magic and at the same time only one flesh and blood parent. So it was only natural that Celia took it.
But Rolf doubted her cry.
"But Lord Celia. The otherworlds are powerful pawns if they do grow up, but they're totally vulnerable when they summon you, aren't they? Unlike here in the world, there is no war, and we are told that the carrying of weapons is prohibited."
"But!"
"Sure, there's no doubt that what's doubtful is the subpoenaed alien, but there's no other possibility."
Gentle appetite for Celia's defense.
Now I had no other choice than to let her settle down.
We must avoid getting dragged away by Celia's passion.
"The first thing we need to do is figure out exactly what's going on and know exactly what's going on."
Rolf tells me, Celia's face gradually tightens.
She and the next court magician are talented enough to make her young.
As I listen to Rolf, I quiet my mind remembering my role and responsibilities.
"I'm sorry. Master Rolf is right."
Hold down Celia, who bows her head, and Rolf arrows to the soldiers to give the order.
"Confirm the life and death of a falling soldier immediately! And make sure the weird outfit guy who's falling down there is definitely dead! The latter is a search for this room. See if there's a hole or something you can get out of there! After that... is there anything? Lord Celia?
Celia shook her head at Rolf's inquiry.
Though he's about to regain his calm, the death of his flesh parents still affects her mind.
Yet her brain had not regained its pitiful sharpness.
"Master Rolf! Master Celia!
"I'm alive. This guy's alive!
A while later, a soldier who was confirming the life and death of the falling and lying soldiers called Rolf and Celia.
"" What!? ♪ Is it true?
There were soldiers lying there in a sea of blood when Rolf and Celia rushed over.
"Lo... Dear Rolf..."
The uninterrupted voice leaking out of your mouth is certainly from a soldier believed to be this corpse.
"What? How'd it go?
"What? What happened, sir?
He's the only living witness.
Both Rolf and Celia heard his voice absurdly.
"... Master Ruff... has a monster..."
I heard the soldier's words, and their complexion changed.
I know what happened in this room, because I'm the only living witness.
"What?! He said it was a monster."
Listening to the words of the soldier concerned, Rolf's complexion changes.
Celia also panicked that her grandfather had an accident with the recall technique and recalled an unscheduled alien organism.
"What do you mean! Stay with me."
"Ga...... Guy...... but"
Two desperate to ask, but words that leak uninterruptedly from a soldier's mouth are obscure and have no clear meaning.
It was hard to tell that something was wrong, but the situation remained unclear.
"Yes...... how about that. Somebody! Somebody get this guy under the doctor!
"Be clear! Your grandfather is not happy with you!? What does that monster mean?
Desperately trying to stop Celia from questioning him, Rolf ordered him to rush to the infirmary when he put soldiers on the stretcher he was transported to.
"Why?! Why did you stop!?
Rolf clearly appealed to Celia, who ate and hung ghosts in shape.
If I'm not clear here, I've decided that I can't stop this girl who loses and disturbs her flesh and mother.
Is it still a difference in experience?
Celia still seems to have difficulty controlling her emotions, even with her abilities.
He said he had regained his composure because of it, but when he heard the soldier's "monster" words, he disturbed his mind again.
Especially if my esteemed grandfather may have died as a result of his unsuccessful recall technique.
"But if you keep asking, he might be dead."
To Celia, who eats and hangs, Rolf tells only the facts in cold blood with as little emotion as he can.
Rolf's words are true. Because if I were forced to interrogate you now, that bloody soldier would have died.
But it doesn't reach Celia's heart.
I sincerely believe that it is more a prerequisite to get information about my grandfather than the life of one soldier.
"They are, though. Shouldn't we now see what happened to him more than his life?
So Celia desperately resists the praise of Rolf.
Even though she understands that Rolf's words are right, her heart turns away from that decision.
But Rolf dares to sort out the situation and calm Celia's mind.
"Sure, that's important, but it seems like the only guy who knows everything. I don't even think I could have kept that guy's injury intact and gotten meaningful information from interrogating him. If you die before you ask poorly for information, that's what makes sense. Even if it takes some time here, you'd better wait for that guy to recover and make sure later, right?
I can't even say it as Celia if Rolf tells me that much.
Rolf is right.
What she is not convinced of is the part of her emotions as a surviving family whose flesh parents have sacrificed.
"Phew...... ok. I know that Master Rolf is right in his judgment. I'm sorry to disturb you."
Celia's heart, sighing loudly, regains its calm.
Eating and hanging on to Rolf would be the result of less strain on her mind.
Even though it's a genius, there's nothing you can do about the difference in experience that comes from age.
"But what the hell did he say about the monster..."
"Well, you just have to listen slowly after that soldier's injury heals. Now let's get our hands on it from where we can."
When Rolf calmly answers Celia's words, he orders the soldiers to resume the search during the summons.
But as it turns out, Rolf's judgment will go backwards.
"Yay! Oh my God! Dear Rolf ~ ~!! The infirmary! The infirmary!
One soldier rushed in between summonses.
His chopped voice tells us that it is a clear emergency.
"Calm down! How are you?!
Rolf's fury echoes all over the room.
Upon anger, the soldier was pushed by Rolf's sword screen and began reporting desperately, letting him cut his breath.
"Ha! There's an unexplained fire in the infirmary right now... it's turning around fast and there's a fire in the drugstore."
"Oh my God! What happened to the fire! Is anyone on their way to extinguishing the fire?!
Rolf blocked the soldier's report along the way.
There are several flammable materials stored in the chemical depot that promote combustion.
Besides, I just sent the injured man to the infirmary. It's the only living witness.
"Yes...... no. We immediately contacted the court magicians and are now extinguished."
Upon hearing the soldier's report, Rolf regained some calm.
At least I was relieved that the worst that could have happened to the flames in the palace was prevented.
Rolf asked Celia.
Because certain doubts have arisen in my mind.
"Lord Celia. What do you think?"
"That's unnatural..."
"Again... Lord Celia thinks so too..."
"Yep... too many things overlap"
Rolf thought about it.
The answer that was in him had come to mind.
But that can't be his common sense.
"There is only one hypothesis that can explain the current situation. But..."
"Do you think it's impossible?
Celia could have guessed exactly what Rolf thought.
And maybe I can't tell you why.
"I don't know..."
Rolf shook his head again.
Speculation is only speculation. And it's not speculation that I want Rolf. It was an absolute certainty.
"We will report you!
The conversation between the two was blocked by reports from the soldiers who ended the search.
"Uhm, report!
We have confirmed the death of a soldier.
"So? What's the cause of death?
Soldiers look at each other in Celia's inquiry.
Seems hard to report.
"What's wrong! Get it straight! Cause of death?
He was put on Celia's sword screen, and one soldier came forward on his behalf.
"Oh... probably by bare hands..."
"What! You say you're bare? How do you know?"
Rolf roughs up his voice and listens back.
"I have two bodies that I believe have been slashed in the throat, but there are clear finger marks there..."
Another soldier went on to say.
"The cause of death of the body I confirmed is the crushing of the cervical bone caused by a blow to the neck from behind. There's just no scratches on the armor or helmet, no sign of him being killed using a weapon."
Another said.
"And I'm curious..."
"What!? You're not gonna be clear!
Nor could Rolf, who is usually good for being warm, hide his frustration.
But neither that nor impossibility.
"Ha! It's a burnt corpse with different worlds and faces... its... belt of trousers..."
Exposed to Rolf's wrath, the soldier continues to report, threatening but desperate.
"What! Be clear!
Celia's frustration led the soldier to report in a meandering but desperate manner.
"Ha! I don't have a belt in my pants. If it's in that state, your pants will fall off the body. I didn't know we could fight very well..."
Listen to that, Celia and Rolf, you two look sassy.
"Shit! Lord Rolf!"
Leaving behind, Celia rushes out of the room like a wind.
"You're on guard in the castle!
Rolf followed Celia when he ordered the soldiers to do so.
Various matters combine and their brains draw one conclusion.
"Looks like you got a hit."
Rolf speaks from behind to Celia ahead.
"Yep. Just check in the infirmary and you'll be clear..."
"But then it would mean an otherworldly man with the art of fighting..."
"Yep. That's enough to kill four armed soldiers with as many magicians as your grandfather..."
"So much ability in the early days..."
A chill ran on Rolf's back.
There are so many different worlds wandering around this palace.
(Be sure to catch him and show him!
When so determined, he builds strength all over his body.
The two of them, who were performing physical strengthening at the surgical ceremony, rushed through to the front of the infirmary in about 30 seconds.
"You seem to be quenching the fire as reported..."
I guess I used running water system spells, around the infirmary and the pharmaceutical depot that was set up with it was flooded.
One young man walks over when he realizes the two have arrived.
"Lord Celia, Master Rolf. How did it go?
"Orlando. What about fire?
On Celia's inquiry, Orlando turned his gaze to the quenched infirmary.
"There is no problem. The fire is going around fast and the infirmary is burning round, but he managed to put it out before he jumped into the other room. Just..."
Orlando clouded his mouth.
"Orlando! I'm in a hurry!” Just ”what? … A wounded person has been brought to the infirmary since the recall! What about him?"
"Three bodies came out of the infirmary, but they didn't die on fire. Besides, we don't have enough bodies... I don't know about the injured person..."
I heard Celia's breathtaking noise.
Because I realized that their expectations had come true.
"How did you know it wasn't enough?
Orlando answered Rolf's question.
"Yes, one of the doctors just left the infirmary to get into a break, and two soldiers came with an injured man on the stretcher."
Rolf and Celia nodded face to face.
((as I thought))
"" So!?
Rolf and Celia's voices overlap.
"The injured man seemed quite seriously ill and immediately put him to bed in his cot. But the fire was quenched, so I checked the infirmary, and there were only three bodies on the floor. Betting was a mushroom..."
Celia blocked the Orlando language there.
We already have the information we need. After that, there's only action.
"Orlando! Form a corps of magicians immediately! Master Rolf must form a Kingsguard! I ask Your Majesty to allow the use of soldiers! Rendezvous is in the courtyard."
Celia blocks Orlando's words and skips instructions.
"I got it!
"Ma... wait, Lord Celia. I feel refreshed..."
Unable to grasp the situation, Orlando visits in awe of Celia's sword curtain.
"Good Lord Orlando, follow the instructions of Lord Celia!
"Orlando, please! I don't have much time. I'll let you get away with it!"
The look of Orlando changed to Celia's desperate cry.
Usually unreliable, he is the third seat court magician.
I've been in battles before, so in these situations, I get nervous.
Having guessed from Celia's voice that it was an emergency, he switches the mind switch from normal to battlefield.
"What about the force?
Low and cold voice.
So much so that I don't think I was upset until just now.
"Let me out as much as I can! The other guy is a pretty dangerous one. I authorize the use of magic as a matter of urgency!
Celia gave permission to use the spell of metastasis, which is prohibited for use in the palace.
That is a sign that it is a first-level emergency.
"Okay.” Meneose, the supreme god who commands the light. As promised to you. Give me metastasis protection.
Having understood the matter, Orlando quickly chants a spell.
He instantly moved into the quarters of the Corps of Mages.
"That's the magician in the third seat. I didn't know you could metastasize with that short chant."
"Naturally. I'm your grandfather's apprentice. I don't need you to talk about that."
And Celia turned her hand toward Rolf.
"Dear Rolf, I'm wasting my time! I'll transfer Master Rolf to the Kingsguard quarters. Thank you for organizing the soldiers."
"Okay. I'm asking for more permission than your majesty!
"Yes! I'll go.” Show me the power of the light, Meneose, the supreme god! Invite this man to the land! Transfer "Teleport" "
Confirming Rolf's disappearance, Celia began chanting again.
To chase the shadow of an invisible killer.
"" Meneose, the supreme god who commands the light. As promised to you. I need protection for the metastasis.
