231 Twenty-seven Tales Witch Altamia ③

"... royalty, it doesn't matter at all...?

Altamia looks at me with amazement.

My cheeks are cramped and my left eyebrow spatters.

"Huh... what are you doing here? Why did you break the tower? Harassment?"

"Yes, no, I had too much momentum... something, I'm sorry"

Unexpectedly, because Altamia seemed harmless, I was trying to have a conversation after drawing a magic formation on the floor that surrounded her body while Altamia was passing out, creating a bond and making it impossible to get out.

Apparently, to hear the story, Altamia was carrying out research behind a remote mountain with her disciples because she could no longer be seen when she was originally spiritualized.

That was when Apocalypse came out around the kingdom of Dinrat, when Sir Pertaire, a dignitary of the originally involved Church of Kudr, asked me to build this tower as a junction to seal Apocalypse, and as a result he fell into a feather that could be looked upon by the royal family.

I don't even think of it as a tragic figure if you ask me that, but when I hear that it was caused by the study of forbidden witchcraft, led by the spiritualization of the human body and the resurrection of the dead, the design of Colossus, which was forbidden in alliances with other countries, and even the discovery that he was using funds from the state to put his hands on the union of towers from the bottom of his attempt to keep Apocalypse, I'm not going to be able to defend just that either. It's not like I don't know how it feels.

As a country, it is a being that, if left alone, could trigger a war with another country.

In the end, thanks to Sir Pelterre's rooting and arbitration, the case was settled by pre-construction that the Kingdom Sorcery Division sealed the Apocalypse Communist Altamia on the tower.

Altamia herself was originally an alchemist, so it didn't seem bitter to pull into the tower and do research on it.

"... I didn't know Sir Pelterre's influence was gone, and I didn't know when the royal family was going to storm. I thought you had ended me."

He sighs deeply as Altamia holds both eyelids with her fingers.

"No, I heard there are lots of rare warcraft... I mean exploring, for sightseeing..."

Altamia put her hands on the floor disappointed.

Because of that, I know Pelterre's name.

He is the former Pope of Pertaire, who was the head of the Church of Kudr.

He would be dead a long time because the generations are from before, and I've seen paintings to a certain extent at best.

chronologically, he would have become pope ten years after Altamia was sealed.

"Even though it's sealed with reason, I thought it seemed like it was freely affecting the tower..."

This tower itself seemed to turn Altamia into just a zoo growing warcraft.

It was called a sealing ceremony, I hope the interior was strangely elaborate, I had a lot of questions, but this cleared up a lot of questions as well.

"You've been working pretty hard, haven't you? A cliff with a two-story starry sky or a five-story demon ore cave? Yormungand is a predator, so it was hard to raise him. Looks like someone broke it all."

Altamia mouths slightly to the throw.

The two tiers, bad but proud of Altamia, were abandoned in the aftermath of Abel sphere when they entered.

"Oh yeah! You know, cliffs with starry skies, kiddo, they were beautiful, Meir!

"Well, don't shake it to Meir there! No! Meir, you're the one who goes on these faces!

"... more or less. Okay, that's enough."

But what is it?

Altamia's tower has become a hole bump.

I have no idea how the story of Altamia is conveyed in the royal family, but depending on the takeover inside, I could send a sorcery division for the Altamian crusade, considering that the collapse of the tower broke the seal of Altamia.

I'm mad at Lark in the first place.

If you twisted the advice on your own and broke into the tower, slapping it down and creating a bad cause to be unfriendly with the royal family, all the trust that has built up the trick because of it could fly away.

Instead, there seemed to be a verse in which the Baron Phage family had one of the roles entrusted by the royal family to monitor the witch tower.

If you're bad, Lark's neck could fly in two ways.

I won't be free either.

"More than this has happened, we have to persuade Mr. Lark to build a fort on Phage territory in earnest to fight thoroughly..."

"Meh, Meh, I don't care what happens to Abel!

"Meir......!

Altamia watches Me and Meir interact and pushes her temples around with her fingers like she's pissed off.

"... I'll fix it properly, so you guys don't have to do anything extra. I want to work on it before it gets messy, so if you're not hostile, untie this, and go home already."

Altamia stomped the magic line I drew on the floor behind her feet.

"If there's anything I can do to help..."

"Go home."

"Ah, yes. Very helpful."

He seemed pretty tired now.

I asked after I had erased the magic formations and broken the line, once hooked up.

"The wreckage of Colossus, can I have some...?

"... Colossus is a violation of national law, so stop. It could be tricky. Anything from the lower tier, you can take home, just go home."

They seem to have hated me for a long time.

Unfortunately, it's time to leave the Witch Tower.

I was going to break down the wall and make a slope and go home, but it was just about to piss me off, so let's walk home normally.

My legs are the limit, but I just can't help it this time. Let's not do anything extra.

Even I didn't come aboard this tower with the intention of smashing people's hiding lives.

I just feel a little wasted reading Artamia's book and getting kicked out without being the one I respected and not talking much about magic, after all.

I am also concerned about the results of research over the last hundred years.

"What, you still got something?

Even after I showed him how to go home, he just stood still, and Altamia narrows her eyes and stares at me.

"By the time most of it is cold, can I come back?

Altamia dyed her cheeks slightly red and turned to the side puy.

"... well, it's been a long time since I've talked to people, and if the tower's fixed, I can deal with them for a little while,"

Unexpectedly, permission came down lightly.

I even said that when I first met him face to face... out there, maybe he's lonely.