Episode 233
“It’s strange.”
“That’s right, master.”
Damian sat down on the watchtower of Ruwella’s wall and wiped his chin. After noon and before sunset, the sunlight illuminated Damian, who was hiding in a corner of the watchtower.
Although surrounded by the Dioraca Mountains, it seemed as if the sun was setting quickly, but what caught Damian’s attention more than anything else was the state of the castle walls.
The anti-magic field he was trying to pierce disappeared like the morning mist dew right before he could shoot it, and Damian had no choice but to scatter the mana he was trying to shoot into the air.
It was because there was no need to draw attention to the yard where the anti-magic field was also lifted.
“Did you know in advance that the Anti Magic Field would be attacked…? Or did you find out that I was coming…?”
[no way. There is no way to communicate in real time while ignoring the anti-magic field. Unless you have magic power greater than the sum of all the magic stones, or you don’t use magic power, or you don’t fold space.]
“…Isn’t it? With common sense.”
[Isn’t that obvious? Pressing down, ignoring it, or not using magic power. All of these are impossible with common sense.] As
Akrasia looked around and said, Damian nodded.
It was really good advice.
Anti-magic field. Literally, a kind of barrier created by hundreds of guardian magic stones.
It was Hildebrinyu de Garcia, who was called the pinnacle of magic, who first invented this, and it was one of the easiest ways for humans to defend the castle after fighting the seven demons.
It was one of the products of perfectionism close to perfection.
According to the magic formula and calculation developed by this magical genius, if the mana circuit of the magic stone is operated and operated, even if he does not know the trick of the magic formula, it has the power to make all beings in the castle lose their magic power.
In other words, this could be said to be a method of losing the power of all magical beings that had penetrated into the castle while also blocking the intruders from procuring magical power from the outside.
Perfect isolation!
As a result, the fact that the system of users classified as adventurers of the other world also did not listen was accepted as a fairly interesting setting when AC was first started.
Of course, it was unexpected that it was a story from a long time ago, and that it had become more likely to be exploited over time after the War in Middle-earth.
It was funny that Hildebrinho, who was aloof from the world in the first place, had such a side effect in mind, and his colleagues, including Rio Lexient, did not think that Hildebrynw would be like that either.
In other words, everyone in the world firmly believed that there would be no after-sales service from Hilde Bryne.
Of course, the technique itself was close to perfect, so there was no need for correction or supplementation.
As a result, there were numerous anti-magic field issues in Middle-earth, and it was still involved with Iron Guard, and it became quite a headache.
At least, as his old friend Akrasia acknowledged, any way to break through the anti-magic field was only possible through non-common sense methods.
A large-scale wide-area barrier magic field that cannot be dispelled on its own.
However, there was only one case where the anti-magic field was released on its own right at the right time.
interior. In other words, Ruwella, the subject of the barrier, lifted it herself.
Intervention from the outside is impossible in common sense, so I could only think that something happened inside.
“Maybe the guild had a hand. The fact that Maria obtained the letter from the Iron Guard means that Uncle Chunsam’s method of contact worked, and the guild’s manpower pool has many other means besides using magic.”
[Well, you might think so. Like the first time, there might have been a problem between the blood alliance and the lord of Ruwella.] As
Damian recited, Akrasia nodded.
It wasn’t a very silly thing to say.
At first glance, it could be said that the vigilance of the guards guarding the watchtower was lax, even if the anti-magic field had been canceled.
Currently, the number of guards caught in < The Sixth Sense > is so low that it seems that they have given up on duty, and Damian did not think that the scenery of this desolate castle wall was a coincidence.
In other words, it could be an intentional arrangement and movement.
Otherwise, there was no way Damian could have invaded Ruwella so easily, and there was no way that he would remain unresponsive to the detection magic on the walls.
“This is an unexpected situation, everyone. I made a bloodless entry into Ruwella… but what the hell is going on? Is the clan that tried to swallow it like the first time struggling harder than expected? Like the first time, even though it was pushed out of the top 1000, the legacy doesn’t go anywhere. In other words, it means that there is a certain amount of potential. If that’s the case, there will be quite a limit to holding out, but it’s quite suggestive that the anti-magic field was disarmed in the meantime…?”
Woooooooooooooooooooooooooh!
An explosion erupted as Damian muttered to the live streaming window.
It was from the central square beyond the city walls.
Although the asrai was broken due to the reverberation from afar, judging from the scale and size, it was certain that a considerable amount of gunpowder had exploded.
[Witch doctor]
[Six senses scenery]
Woo woo woo woo woo!
And Damian was able to roughly understand what was happening here while holding his eyes on the black and white scenery that flowed into his head.
“aha.”
Before long, several figures appeared on either side of him.
“What kind of guy are you?”
When Damian turned his head, the head of the group’s eyes lit up.
At first glance, he was a man who seemed to have no flexibility whatsoever.
However, what is not at all strange about such a man’s high-handed attitude is that it was such a novel appearance that even Damian’s Sixth Sense could be detected belatedly.
Also, it could be said that these men had green insignia hanging from their chests.
‘Like the first blood alliance… claws in gauntlets…’
And Damian was able to figure out that most of the men’s weapons were gauntlets or three-stranded claws on their arms, and that they were not Ruwella’s guards. .
At first glance, it would not be strange to say that fighting was a class, but Damian knew that it was mostly the equipment of the druid, a hybrid class.
“Currently, Luwella is forbidden to go out and enter, so how did he come in? Ruwella’s access to the outer castle must have been completely blocked.”
“Ah, was this a place you shouldn’t have come in? I didn’t know. I’ll go down.”
When the head man asked with his arms crossed, Damian turned around and raised his palms above his shoulders.
It was an expression of his intention not to resist.
But at the same time, the moment when the head man behind his back disappeared along with a few leaves and appeared in front of him as if it had never happened.
Damian suddenly sensed that he was surrounded from front to back, and that the druid man in front of him was by no means of a low level.
‘The equipment is a physical druid… It uses leaf wind. It’s not easy.’
As Damian now guessed, the druid’s movement skill < Leaf Wind > was an elemental-type magic druid skill that could be acquired only after reaching at least level 75.
“Did you come over the castle wall? Aside from the talent that flew by, you are a guy with a swollen liver. Where do you belong?”
“I’m just an adventurer passing by… I know someone in Ruwella.”
“A person you know. It’s fun. Because there are only two types of adventurers in Luwella right now. Either on our side or the idiots continuing the reckless fight.”
“Oh is that so? I’m not one of those fools.”
“Then open the status window and reveal your affiliation. Judging by the helmet, it looks like it’s ours— but they don’t know about people. It would be easier for both of us to make sure.”
When the boss man < Torion > chinned him, Damian scratched his sideburns in embarrassment.
He didn’t say anything, but it seemed like he didn’t want to cooperate.
Seeing that he persists like this even though he doesn’t want to spend time on troublesome things, he seems to have a very principled and thorough personality.
Moreover, judging from the open request to open the status window, it was clear that he was as inflexible as the naive impression and possessed the opposite temperament.
He was an organized human being, not much different from Kim Ung or this guy of the dark department.
And in the case of most of these types, it must have been impossible for them to jump over a wall like a pit in their experience…
“It can’t be helped.”
“…?!”
Soon after, Damian scratched the back of his head and lifted the bangs of < Wolf Totemic Mask >, and Torion’s eyes, which had always been calm, began to widen in an instant.
He would do the same because the < Wolf Totemic Mask > that Damian was wearing only exposed his lower body, but the eyes that were shining right in front of his eyes did not shine.
“You bastard… no way…”
“Is that okay?”
Fuck!
When Damian smiled whitely while taking down the < Wolf Totemic Mask >, Torion’s forehead wrinkled mercilessly.
At the same time, it was a bonus that Torion’s expression hardened.
red eyes. A typical phenomenon of chaotic users who appear when they kill the same human.
However, Damian’s eyes, now standing in front of Torion, were much darker than those of red eyes, and Torion thought that it resembled bloody dark red somewhere.
I didn’t even guess that it was -9999999999.
However, what can be assumed is that Damian’s eyes he is facing are different from those of Kao, who has killed people once or twice.
Red eyes!
Torion felt that hatred as a human instinct, not just a game, welled up in Damian’s eyes, which seemed to swell with blood.
“What is your true identity, you bastard?”
“I told you. Just a passing adventurer.”
“I heard that the old people lined the adventurer’s guild… but the adventurer’s guild brought in a very terrible guy.”
“Is that a compliment?”
“Crazy.”
Torion wheezed as Damian grinned.
There was nothing more to see.
I didn’t know if he was joking around or if he just became sensitive to a light joke, but one thing is for sure: an unbearable murderous intent against existence.
So, Torion forgot to even think about the connection between Damian and the Iron Guard in front of him, and felt the magic inside his body squirm.
“Kill it. He should not be allowed to enter Ruwella.”
“Whoever you like.”
Woo woo woo!
Soon, Damien’s new model shimmered red.
