Chapter 233

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.

“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.