60 – Work in Igrexia (2)
The pursuit of the moonlit night by four members, including Robric, began without a rumor.
Leaving as little traces of magic as possible, the four of them hid themselves among the vegetation when they reached the outskirts, where followers often appeared recently.
Today, the moon is especially bright, so I don’t know if I’ll be able to completely hide myself, but that’s the opposite.
This composition isn’t bad either, unless your goal is to track down enemies and completely annihilate them.
Sleep. Beat.
‘He’s coming.’
Shortly thereafter, the sound of stepping on leaves came from beyond the obstructed view.
Robbrick hardened his face and signaled with his hand to Jack, who was hiding behind a tree on the other side.
I would like to use transmission magic if possible to give clear instructions, but in this situation, I must not reveal my magical power as much as possible.
At least until the opponent has completely narrowed it down to a distance that can be pursued.
As Robrick carefully sticks his head out to the side of the tree, the distance with the opponent wearing the robe is gradually getting closer.
‘Now.’
Eventually, the opponent’s feet reached the line he had implicitly designated.
He glanced at Jack and at the same time jumped out of the tree and quickly shot Amgi forward in his arms.
“…… !”
Pababak!
Although their movement was impeccable, the group of robes gathered together quickly spread out in all directions and successfully evaded the attack.
In the end, the memorization of failing to hit the target poked all over the awkward tree and wall.
Watching that with a calm gaze, Robrick asked Millia, who was approaching behind him before he knew it.
“… How are you, Millia? Can you detect it?”
“Yes. Besides, it’s not a lump of condensed magic power, it’s properly spread all over the body. I am also active. It’s hard to see this as an illusion….”
Generally, the most commonly used method to determine whether or not it is hallucination is to see or feel the flow of magical power.
In the case of the shape created by hallucination, it is also the same as the result of magic, and it is because the mana contained in the body does not flow and takes the form of a lump.
However, the beings in front of me had no sign of that at all.
Even stepping on the ground or moving, each and every sign felt was already a hallucination.
“No, we will continue until there are clear results. These are the guys who have always transcended our common sense. It wouldn’t be strange to have such an illusionist.”
Nonetheless, Robric drew his sword from the sheath worn around his waist and stepped forward.
Even if the opponent is a real entity, I have prepared at least a countermeasure to escape.
It’s important to make this assumption clear, even if you’re taking a bit of a risk now.
“It’s like a death-deal! Was this also the headquarters?”
As Robric and Jack got ready for battle, a man at the head of the group of followers removed his hat and opened his mouth in a warlike tone.
He had the same gray hair as Jack, but unlike Jack’s reliable impression, he had a skinny and insignificant impression.
“Hmm?”
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Robrick, who was examining the face piece by piece, stopped trying to jump out and frowned at him.
Certainly a member of a group of followers who had recently clashed once elsewhere.
I can’t remember his name, but I remember him because his combat method using memorization was so unique.
However, the reason he frowned was not because he knew the face.
If you’ve been chasing followers for years, it’s not uncommon for you to bump into the guy you fought with yesterday again tomorrow.
Just at this point, why did he dare to take off his hat to show his face? That was a bit questionable.
Just like this.
‘Looks like he’s trying to appeal on purpose.’
A face you know is mixed in this crowd.
So this follower is a real being. Called.
“Well, that’s right. Other than that, they don’t even show their faces. Are you shy?”
So Robrick decided to poke this point, and asked the rest of the followers, except for the one who just revealed his face, if there was a reason why he couldn’t reveal his face.
I hoped that at least one person would come over to this provocation and reveal their face more, but unfortunately that did not happen.
However, Robrick was satisfied with the results alone.
– Jack, go at the same time. Cover Milia with the widest possible range of magic. Creed keep an eye on them.
Using transmission magic with a confident tone, he took a step forward.
At the same time, Jack also untied his fists and stepped forward.
At the end of a silent confrontation under the moonlight, it was the death squad members who drew their swords first.
Shih.
Shortly closing the distance, Robrick swung his sword wide, and the man in the lead kicked his tongue and jumped up from his seat.
The rest of the followers in the back were also busy evacuating their bodies in their own way.
“Huh!”
At that moment, Jack took advantage of the gap created by Robrick and ran from top to bottom with his back to the moon.
The fists struck like a blunt weapon created a small crater on the floor, and the vibrations were transmitted to all directions, but no followers seemed to be harmed.
Gripping!
Following that, a deafening noise exploded under the dark sky.
The purple lightning created by Millia took the shape of a giant tiger and shot at the group of followers floating in the air as if not giving them any time.
Thunderstorm, a 4-star lightning magic.
Although its power itself may not reach that of high-ranking magic, it was an efficient choice considering its wide range and the advantage of being able to cast it quickly with an ashless spear.
The moment the tiger of lightning flaunted its massive body as if it were about to devour a group of followers, and tried to thrust its claws into it.
Anger.
The concentrated purple lightning quickly dispersed and the tiger disappeared.
At that moment, Creed’s voice at the rear resonated loudly.
As if expressing the urgency of not even having the time to use transmission magic.
“Captain! Second from the right!”
“!?”
Robrick was taken aback by the sudden signal, but quickly regained his composure and rushed at the follower pointed out by Creed, brandishing his sword.
By the time his beloved sword reached right in front of his nose to slash his opponent’s throat.
“… Chet.”
A clicking sound came from somewhere, and a magic barrier created between the two blocked Robric’s attack.
His eyes widened as he witnessed the scene.
‘Only with barriers!’
In the first place, a magic barrier is a barrier to block the same magic, not a physical attack.
There is a limit to blocking a physical attack with only a barrier against an opponent who is equal to or superior to oneself, unless it is an opponent with a considerable difference in skill.
For example, when most wizards engage in close combat, they use body strengthening magic to somehow avoid the opponent’s attack, but not to block it.
“Looks like you noticed it. My insurance is over, so I’m leaving today.”
Landing on the ground, the opponent shrugged and turned around with the robe still on.
As a hazy light began to envelop the surroundings, Robrick, realizing what was about to happen, quickly tried to stop it with Jack.
Wedge!
However, there was nothing left where he swung his sword due to the fragments of oxidized light, and the group of followers that existed around him also disappeared.
“What is it? Robrick. Wasn’t it a hallucination?”
“… No, hallucinations would be correct. In the end, the guy I was aiming for was the only entity I mixed with the hallucinatory group.”
When Jack approached and asked if it was true, Rob Rick answered as if the shock from a moment ago had not gone away, and he repeatedly opened and closed the hand holding the sword.
It is clear that he deliberately thought that there was a high possibility that he would be caught immediately if he was consistent with no resistance at all.
It must have been a device to plant the idea that it was not hallucination by one person as the main axis to block magic like before, or to parry enemy attacks.
However, if there is something that bothers me, it is that the sword that even manifested the sword aura was blocked with only one magic barrier.
“He probably had an artifact or something.”
“Artifact, what do you mean? Creed.”
As if he had expected that he would have doubts about that, Creed approached and pointed out what he felt and narrowed his eyes.
Here, an artifact is a high-grade weapon, also called a holy relic.
It’s not just a great sword, it’s a tool with special abilities.
There is also a myth that when man-made magic tools were first produced, they were inspired by this artifact.
“The reason I felt suspicious about him earlier was because of this that Milia-sama lent me.”
“It’s the demonic glasses.”
Robrick muttered at the sight of the gadget Creed was wearing like a monocle over his left eye.
Eyeglasses. It is a tool that can distinguish magic power by color, and it is an object made for people who cannot use magic detection.
“When I blocked the captain’s sword, or when I blocked the magic earlier, magic that seemed to belong to someone else instantly jumped out of him. It must have borrowed the power of some kind of tool.”
“That’s why I thought it was an artifact.”
If that’s the case, saying that insurance is over makes sense.
It must mean that the number of times the artifact has been used has passed, or that there is no way to deal with it because the power has run out.
In other words, it also means that the person who used the artifact was the owner of a skill that was so inferior that it was difficult to block Robric’s attack.
Otherwise, there would be no way he would have tried to use such a precious artifact to block at least one sword attack.
“… Go back and finish the retreat first. Aden, I need to tell him the news as soon as possible.”
“I will. Seeing how carefully he adjusted his presence and magic power, he must be an adversary of tremendous skill.”
At least Millia is a kind of illusionist I’ve never seen before.
At this point, even calling it a hallucination feels ridiculous.
Shouldn’t we consider it fortunate that we learned about the existence of an enemy of this magnitude early?
“Anyway, giving up so meekly is annoying. Didn’t you mean to hide the fact that you were hallucinating?”
“It’s not that I didn’t intend to hide it, it might just be that I don’t need to hide it anymore. I wonder if it can be interpreted as saying that time dragged on as it would have.”
“That’s the worst.”
At Rob Rick’s answer, Jack gave a look of dread and clenched his fists as he gazed at the gray mountains in the distance.
Growing a seed of concern about a place on the northeast edge beyond that mountain.