213 Eight Tales High Elf Mage, Devin ①

Having reached the most remote part of the kingdom of Dinlat, the Tower of Witches, I decided to leave the area and the carriage, then the oatem to protect the carriage from demons, and explore the surroundings with Meir.

I wandered around the perimeter of the tower of witches, which was giant cylindrical, but I couldn't find anything of particular concern.

From the front entrance we quickly headed inside, but the tip where we dived the door was a narrow dirt wall passage, and the tip through it was a meadow on one side of the perimeter.

The sky was high everywhere, pale, peering up to the sun.

"I heard rumors... it's really amazing"

Meir grabbed my shoulder and glanced around, trying to hide behind my back.

"Neither did I. You didn't think that was it. If it's the influence of Altamian magic, it's not working properly anymore."

It is a part of the devil, such as creating space to remain his own delusions and creating alien warcraft.

With Altamia tied to a special seal for many years, he had made predictions that she might be turned into something close to the devil.

But I've never even heard of the sky, the sun, and the unusual free manipulation of space to this point.

The breadth from the outside and the breadth from the inside clearly do not match.

"I see. I know what it means to have broken ceilings and never be able to make a shortcut."

Witch tower, first tier - meadow.

The only level of danger for the Warcraft to come out is assumed to be Class F.

Even new American adventurers are on a level where they will not die unless they hit so many hexes.

"Ah! Abel, look at that!

In the distance, I could see the goblins towing a large trolley like the one made of dead wood.

It was two skinny goblins that were towing, and on the trolley, a well-physique goblin sat on our face, occasionally freshly summoned and seemed to curse the two goblins.

Meir had been observing the goblins for a while, seemingly intriguing.

The goblins who noticed this one left their handmade trolleys behind and ran over here with the sticks they were putting on.

I silently received the whole oatem that was in Meir's luggage, and magically moved it to storm the Goblins.

Autem quickly bounced off the leading big goblin.

At once the goblins started to get confused, but Autem was chasing around obsessively afterwards, and eventually he was invisible.

"... that's intolerable, Abel. Can't you grow up a little?

He said, "Well, they were funny, so I put my hands on them."

If I had really put my magic into Autem and given instructions, all the goblins would have been minced by now.

"I wonder where I should go up from this"

"Ah! Maybe it's not there?

Meir points the farther away.

I turned my gaze to the tip of my finger, too, and there was soil raging around the lawn, something staircase.

Although it is interrupted in the middle of heaven, it is clearly a meaningful appearance.

Maybe there's something over there, like a trick that connects one and two tiers.

"Ugh, you're lying...?

I was stunned when I saw that unnatural staircase in nature.

At the same time, it cursed Altamian's bad character.

Indeed, as far as the previous information was concerned, I had heard that there were such nasty traps within the tower of witches as reflected Altamia's resentment of the kingdom he held.

But no way, I never thought there would be such a despicable trap from one level to the next.

"Abel, did you notice anything?

Look at me, Meir's anxiously calling me out.

I pointed quietly at the stairs.

"Oh, that... isn't it far, no matter how much?

"What? Well, yes..."

In the first place, I was alarmed because the view of the tower was not as wide.

I never thought the space inside the tower would be so distorted.

Do you want me to keep walking to the other end in the sunshine as refreshing as harassment?

The Marlens are vulnerable to the light of day because they live secluded near a quiet forest. It's a delicate family.

At best, the leakage date is the limit.

Estimated lightly, the distance to the stairs is more than a kilometer.

Still, this is a tier one.

"Besides that staircase...... just as far as you can see, you're too high. Do you want me to climb that thing where I'm tired of walking?"

"... right"

Large step by step and large number of steps.

There are more than a hundred steps.

Again, this is still a tier.

I didn't expect to see anything like this this this time, so I don't even have an oatem big enough for me to get on.

The Ashla 5000 tried to get it to run and stick with it from behind the carriage because it required a lot of magic for a long distance transfer, but because the horse was seriously threatening it, it has given up and kept it inside the village of Pargas.

Near the tower of the witch we also find no particular tree with good magic conduction, and because we also see it in this hierarchy, the poor phase tree just stands pompous.

Took it from Marias...... conceded, some hands treat the snake cow demon as a vehicle, but the magic field is heavily disintegrated within the witch tower.

It's not very nice to bring your own thin demons and spiritual beasts to these places from the outside.

May fall into a state of excessive excitement or suffer.

If you are still in a deep relationship of trust with the demons and spiritual beasts you summon, taking you to such a biased magic field can lead to discord and the breaking of the contract of the subpoena.

"... let's go home"

"Shh, I'm here because of you, and let's do our best! Areas are looking forward to talking about souvenirs!

The neighborhood said on the road that it was a daily pleasure to hear from the adventurers they carried about their experiences and the results of the day.

She is the one who was almost silent when she first made her way to the ruins of Zeshm, but lately she talks about herself in a pompous way.

Even today, "customers expect it because they often make unusual incidents," he said with a slightly shy smile on his face.

It must have been with you and your expectations to date such a secluded place.

If you ask me if I will betray that expectation, there is something quite painful about it.

"Besides, it's going to be a good memory here! It's okay! Because Meir will hold your luggage and I will give you a massage even if you hurt your leg!

Says Meir as she squeezes her hands with joy.

"Yes, no, at least if it's just one of us, we're going to make it through... after walking this distance, the stairs are a bit more... If it's this big, bring a carriage into the tower..."

"The entrance is narrow, and that's a little difficult..."

"Shouldn't we just destroy the carriage and assemble it inside?

"Abel thinks it's amazing when he gets cornered... Uh-huh... Perhaps you won't forgive me, Mr. Area..."

As Me and Meir were taking action on this, I heard a rushing beast noise.

Looking at the fuzzy voice, there was an otem chasing around the trio of goblins in a fun way.

"Those guys, they were towing trolleys."

I waved my wand and cast a spell.

"শ ি খ া (O flame) এ ই হ া ত (elephant the ball)"

The sphere of fire that appeared from the tip of the wand fell to the end of the path of the goblins and bounced heavily.

Goblins fly in each direction as they open their mouths and scream.

Among the goblins who crawled on the ground and tried to escape, I stuck my wand at the forehead of a big goblin with a leadership character.

Goblin's movements stopped and he began to sweat out of fear or in large quantities.

With my opposite hand, I pointed to an abandoned worn trolley.

After enough, Meir and I rode on a towing trolley with three goblins, aiming toward the stairs.

On the rattling and shaking, bitter goblins occasionally resented the ride because they looked back at it, but it was much better than walking.

"It's kind of pathetic... Meir, shall we go down?

"It's okay, it's okay. If you look at me, it's the other way around."

"Well, yes..."

"Steady, the sun is hot, pretty shaky, and don't use your strength with this"

When I said I was pompous, I resented Goblin's leadership. He glanced at me with a curious eye.

As the stairs approached, he noticed that the space was cracked and something like distortion was formed on the top of the stairs.

"Should I go upstairs from there?

"Sounds like it. There are a lot of things here that might help, including how the tower works and seals."

I observed the stairs and the distortions above them, hypothesized about controlling the space, wrote the magic ceremony on my notebook, and wrote down what I came up with.

After the stairs came right up to me, I once wondered and turned my cane to the sky.

"What is it, Abel?

"Even though the space here is distorted, it really shouldn't have the height to heaven. Perhaps... there must be a hidden ceiling in something like a phantom around that staircase that's broken. I know it won't be easy to break because it would be like a mass of junctions, but I want to see that empty reaction when I get a bit of a strong shock."

"Nah... I see. I understand more or less!

Mere was desperately listening to me, but after the bat flashed a bad looking face for a moment, she said so with a slightly stronger tone than usual, staring me in the eye.

... This is probably how you react when you don't know so much.

"শ ি খ া (O flame) এ ই হ া ত (elephant the ball)"

I cast spells and transcribe complex magic formations multiple times.

Wrap and compress the flame out on the tip of the wand with a small spherical junction, adding to the firepower and inflating it… repeatedly.

Where it turned into a sphere of bright white light, it shot out in a straight line with the sun on it.

As I expected, the sphere of light stopped when it reached a height to the point where the stairs were interrupted.

Ripples spread around the sphere of light, passing on wall-like things, and several things like magic formations unfold.

The sun deforms and mixes in the sky. The color of the sky stains bright red, and something like a cluttered swirl spreads into the sky.

"Abel... this is not a good time..."

"Yes, no, I, I wasn't that magical!

"You can't trust Abel that far! It's time to understand! Hey, hey, hey, this, let's go out once! The tower could collapse!

An awesome roar sounded and the ceiling turned into a brick-building example of the outside of the tower.

There's a big hole in the ceiling.

Downstairs was a different sight, with surprising grass growing on the brick floor.

"I see. Perhaps the Altamian magic flowing from the top through the junction, because it was covered by a junction from hierarchy to hierarchy, filled the interior and created a different space from hierarchy to hierarchy."

Perhaps the sky and the ground regained their original form because the sealing ceremony that had covered the first tier now loosened and the influence of Altamian magic weakened.

Whatever it is, it's good to know that you can drill holes and move up.

Goblins took their hands off the trolley and glanced at the big hole in the ceiling and said, 'We don't need it, do we?' But he looked me in the eye.