#211. I do not know!
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The sewage system that was underground until just a moment ago.
However, in the aftermath of the explosion of the 9th class magic skills, there was a figure looking down at the place where the sky was completely destroyed.
A piece of robe, covered in blood, stuck in the rubble.
A fragment of a staff that had been broken into pieces and stuck in one corner.
Above all, even a presence that can no longer be felt anywhere in the world.
Limon, a dark-haired young man who was watching everything, muttered suddenly.
“Are you saying he was a guy who was smart but not cheap?”
Shaking my head for a while.
Limon glanced away.
Then, looking at the place where the two gray spirit bodies had been staying a while ago, he continued talking quietly.
“Be in luck, Magic Lord. I will respect your last choice and follow you to the underworld and watch you cut it.”
Leaving only such brief words to himself, Limon disappeared again into the London fog.
The moment Carol’s body was engulfed in light and disappeared, the sword that had cut through the starlight that spewed out as if running away was
sheathed
…
Take a moment to watch the two dolls you were holding in your hands burn themselves up and eventually become dust and scatter.
Shir laughed.
Then he muttered in a languid voice as he released the ashes from his palm into the air.
“Remember it as a last gift, cheap. Real magic is how you use it.”
Londoners would have never imagined.
How many times have their fortunes changed just today.
The first is when Rose got out of danger thanks to evacuating citizens in advance.
The second was when Prince Edward died before obtaining the Seven Arcs, curtailing the planned catastrophe.
The third time is when the danger of London being destroyed disappears when Carol commits suicide instead of agreeing to renew the contract.
As a prophet before being a legendary witch, Sir smiled as he could roughly feel the moment his fate changed.
‘It’s over now.’
Londoners dead or not.
I had no interest in any of that.
However, he was only happy to be able to prevent Carol’s rampage that came with all of those things connected.
It was because he was able to stop the prophecy that he would die by Carol, who possessed the power of the stars while harboring hatred for witches.
With that alone, it was worthwhile to take an active part in the front line on behalf of the witches of the 27 lineages of magic.
Awesome profit!
“The barrier…!”
[Mom, what should I do with this!]
That was it.
The battle scene in London is shaken by the influence of the last 『Chaos Scream』 Carl used.
In the aftermath, while the souls are suffering, Rose and Yuna-kyung are shocked to see the shadow monsters run amok again.
That is why Sir was able to observe the situation leisurely.
‘About 10 classes in terms of magic skills? But rather than a skill, it feels more like the essential power of a star.’
Items studded all over London.
The noise that resonated with the pillars that Carol had painstakingly designed for decades to destroy the London battleground, and made the performance dozens of times greater.
To be precise, Shire narrowed his eyes, sensing the mystery within.
‘Hmm sure. Compared to the power of the constellation like this, I can understand it more clearly. The thing that was sealed inside that violin is, of course…’
Yuna-gyeong hastily called out to Shir, who was so relaxed and pensive.
[Witch sister, do something about this! I have to block that strange sound!]
“I can’t stop it.”
[Yes?]
“At least it must be accurate that there is no way to stop me.”
Sir shrugged.
No matter how much she is the greatest witch of the Silver Age, there are limits.
In the midst of using enormous magical power just to support the London confrontation system right now, there was no time to use my hands even there.
And honestly, even if you could afford to use your hands, it was the same that there was no way to stop it.
“That item made by the magic lord is a kind of wedge driven into the London battle scene.”
In the same way, it interferes with the sound-activated London battle system, causing resonance.
Like injecting drugs with a needle.
Or like concentrating the power of a hammer with a nail.
It was the role of the items that allowed external forces to more directly affect the London battle scene.
“If you try to stop something that is already resonating by forcibly pulling it out or breaking it, it will damage even the confrontation.”
Disassembling the injection needle while administering poison could lead to serious trouble.
Besides, that noise is reflected and amplified as it travels between the pillars, so even if the caster dies, it will not disappear and will continue for a long time.
Watching Shir speak calmly, Yunakyung opened her beak wide.
[Then what?!]
“So you said there was no way to stop ‘I’”
Rose, hearing Syrr’s assertion, made a dark expression.
Even the legendary archwitch, who knows the London battle scene better than anyone else, will not be able to solve this situation if there is no way to do it.
What if the London showdown collapses again?
Can the Blue Dragon Clan and Magus Guild members stop the infinitely rising monster?
Even if they manage to block it safely, by the time the monsters disappear, all of London except for the Earl of Sea Serpent will have been razed to the ground.
If that happens, how much chaos will happen throughout Europe, including the British Empire.
When Rose, who had expected it roughly, felt frustrated.
Sir suddenly opened his mouth
.
[Yes?]
“…?”
Yuna-kyung and Rose, who turned their heads to follow Sir’s gaze, blinked.
Magus’ headquarters, the Mage Tower.
It was because all the guild members were currently helping to defend the Count’s castle, so someone had appeared on top of it, which was now empty.
It seemed hazy because of the gloomy haze.
However, Rose and Yuna-kyung could recognize who it was at a glance.
[No, what is the team leader doing over there in the middle of this…?]
Yoon Na-kyung, who muttered shyly, soon opened her eyes wide.
It was because I saw Limon put down the box he was carrying on his back and pull out something black.
“…violin?”
An instrument in this mess.
When Rose and Yuna-Kyung, who saw that sudden appearance, made embarrassing expressions, Sir briefly admired them.
“It’s a good idea for a child.”
[Is that a good idea?]
“Didn’t you say that violin has the effect of interfering with the power of the Constellation? Aga is trying to use it now.”
[Ah…!]
If the item cannot be destroyed, the power of the constellation itself that resonates with the item intervenes instead.
It was a reverse idea that was possible because Limon had a deep black violin.
“But I don’t know if that method will work.”
Sir narrowed his eyes.
Until now, Limon had only used it to melt the fragments of starlight that had absorbed that power.
But can the power of that constellation, which has already been implemented as a skill and has been enormously amplified by the power of countless items, be resolved just by playing?
It was something that even the Archwitch could not understand.
While Yuna-kyung and Rose, who listened to Sir’s explanation, looked at them with anxious and worried eyes.
Limón calmly stanceed with a deep-black violin on his shoulder, holding a bow, as if feeling no anxiety.
And so the moment the bow he was holding slipped over the strings of the violin.
Gee ying.
A string of melodies covered London.
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Since Limon came to the Count’s family as a performer.
Rose had heard him play the violin several times, so she had no doubts.
He is definitely a top-notch player, and there are only a handful of outstanding violinists like Limon in the world, including Julia.
But at this moment.
She couldn’t help but realize that her beliefs were an absurd delusion.
Giing.
The body hardens.
Like an empty shell, whose soul has been taken away by such a beautiful melody.
The only thing that fluctuates is the heart.
The strong beat makes the blood boil, as if trying to explode himself because he couldn’t burst into joy at the melody.
The more you pay attention and listen to the performance more clearly, the sharper the sensation becomes, and on the contrary, the consciousness that becomes dizzy.
Rose fell into Limon’s playing as if possessed by something.
[Oh look! It works!]
Maybe because that fantastic melody mitigated the power of the constellation in the noise that rang in the air.
Yuna-kyung cheered when she saw that the turbulent fog had calmed down again and the suffering of the souls had diminished.
“No, it’s still not enough.”
Shir coldly pointed out.
Although the confrontation system was stabilized thanks to Limon’s performance, it was not enough to remove the power of the constellation.
Of course, it was possible to avoid the immediate collapse of the confrontation system with just that, but maintaining the barrier was the limit.
Giing-
it was right after that.
Another faint melody is superimposed on top of Limon’s violin melody.
[This sound…?]
Yuna-kyung turned her head to the other side in pursuit of the second melody that was unexpected but oddly familiar.
Then, looking towards Count Sea Serpent, where the fierce battle was still taking place, he opened his beak without realizing it.
[Julia sister!?]
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Geeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
‘lee?’
Shelter of Count Sea Serpent.
There, Julia, who had taken shelter with the servants beforehand, jumped up without realizing it.
There was no way that she, who had taught him that Limon was the master of this performance, would not know.
Of course, there were still many things I couldn’t understand.
Why Limon is playing in a battlefield like this, and why the music can be heard in this shelter, which is completely cut off from the outside world.
But Julia took up the violin case without hesitation.
the moment you hear this song.
Because somehow I knew.
The fact that you need your own performance.
Right now, Limon’s performance was only half, and the only thing that could fill the remaining half was myself, who had been practicing with him.
“uh? hey guest. What are you doing?”
“I want to get out of here.”
“what! are you crazy There are monsters running rampant outside right now!”
The servant who happened to be next to her was frightened and restrained Julia.
“I don’t want to talk too much. Either help me or just stay here. Do whatever you want.”
Julia did not back down.
Of course, it wasn’t that she wasn’t scary.
However, as a musician, her pride did not allow her to run away before the performance.
“No, what the hell…”
The servant couldn’t find what to say.
It wasn’t just the fact that he couldn’t treat Julia, the count’s guest, nor leave her dangerously alone.
As a first-class performer who has reached the pinnacle of a field, she was overwhelmed by the spirit she exudes.
I don’t know what to do for a while.
The servant looked around, looking for someone to help.
But the other servants and maids did not dare to make eye contact with him, only slightly averting their eyes.
Since most of them were criminals in the first place, they didn’t want to get caught up in such a troublesome situation.
“Ay shit! I do not know!”
So it was.
In the end, he grabbed the rookie servant and his friend who was next to him and raised him up.
“Hey let’s go!”
“what? Why am I dragged in!?”
frightened friend.
“Why, you son of a bitch! Do you have any items you have been thinking about while working as a dealership?
“No, this is just for self-defense…!”
“Use that self-defense weapon now!”
A servant who dragged a friend who was a former street vendor.
Guided by Max Powell, Julia got out of the shelter and ran to the Countess.
Toward the top of the steeple where your own performance can resonate well.
