Judging from the information obtained by Friu, an acquaintance magician, although there are individual differences, both humans and animals have lesions like internal bleeding.

Based on that information, the II conjectured: "The only rebuilder who is infected by a curse like disease is the only one who will be pulled into the world here, and who is forced into the barrier together with the body."

"The latter is very likely to be dealt with as an enemy. Although the former seems to be hostile, there is no physical damage, nor does it look like the manipulator use it as a Holy Grail War. I'm afraid, it's just being involved in very abnormal techniques, but the possibility that the leader has no hostility to it is very high."

"Ah, there are many people in the clock tower who can do this. They feel good about themselves and cause all kinds of big troubles to the people around them."

"Although I want to scold you very much - is it your turn to say this?! But let's avoid it now. In short, I'm thinking about several ways to get out of that world... Waiting for the exhaustion of magic is a bit unrealistic. Judging from the situation, it's the best shortcut to defeat the servants and the Lord. However, since we have formed an alliance with the police in the form of a treaty of "protecting the girl who is the Lord", there is no option to take the initiative with the Lord."

——Even if there is no alliance, you will find a reason to rule out that method, right?

Bennett and Hansay thought of the second emperor's lines, but they knew that even if they pointed it out, they would only be distracted by him, so they had to shrugge and continue to listen silently. However, half of the nuns tilted their heads because of "Why not rule out the Lord?" This question that was far more reasonable than what the second emperor said.

"Don't hurt the Imperial Master, negotiate with a girl named Tsuki, so that she voluntarily opens the road outside... Although there is such a method, the question is whether she has the perception that she is the Imperial Master. If it is enforced with a stream of hints, it may be recognized as hostile by the servants and become more proactive in eliminating you than now."

"What if you negotiate with the servant?"

"I said before that it is more likely that it will be a systemic existence rather than having a clear personality. It is better to avoid contact with it before confirming the result. This is natural, after all, there may be a fight. The horror of the servants has been fully experienced compared to last night."

After he was seriously reminded in order not to let him take it off, the II warned him more strongly about the existence of the space where Flat and his party were now than the people on the scene.

After all, he had accompanied the heroic spirit who had galloped with him in the "inherent barrier" he had, and deeply imprinted the might of power in his eyes.

"If that world corresponds to the underworld and the follower is related to it, at least there is nowhere to escape on the inside of that barrier. Death is not only in the fountain, but death is everywhere. In magic, even air and water, or rocks and soil, there is the concept of death. It is the same in your room."

After emphasizing in a heavy tone, II urged Flat and his party to strengthen their vigilance in a more decisive tone.

"That is, there was the body of the heroic spirit from the beginning. You are like Pinocchio devoured by whales."

"The whale's belly. That's so interesting!"

"What's interesting!?"

The II rebuked Flat, who frankly yearned for arrogant things.

However, Flat was not concerned, and said with a glitter in his eyes: "Didn't it be said that a hero survived from death and returned to the fetus when he became a sacred position? Didn't he have performed rituals with the theme of death and regeneration? There are also stories like those who were eaten by giant fish and vomited out, awakened their faith and turned into superheroes to save the streets..."

"Are you talking about the prophet Jonah and Leviathan? Indeed, there are many examples of heroic legends such as giant fish, mazes, the Kingdom of the Dead, and other examples of heroic legends corresponding to the return of the fetus... Do you want to submit such messy things directly as a report? Forget it, let's talk about it after the tutoring of that part."

Second Emperor said in a daze, and then directly shifted the topic to the specific plan of how to escape.

"If there is a place connected to the outside world, it will probably be in the same position in the real world and has a strong affinity with that world. Although the most likely one is the corpse, I don't think that just ordinary corpses will have any impact on the inside of the barrier. If there is a corpse under the influence of some kind of magic... or, it should be feasible to have something with the higher affinity with the servants who created this world. You said that the room you are in is like a workshop, what are the specific characteristics?"

“Well, there are a lot of Mesopotamian style decoration.”

"...Ah! So that's it. If that workshop belongs to that heroic camp, then asking the police chief to go around the outside to help is equivalent to dying... In this case, we should first explore the specific characteristics of this heroic camp from the inside. Although it is hard to speak of for them as bait, if there are heroes from other camps fighting against Cerberos on the street, perhaps it is now taking this opportunity to sneak into the ward where the girl is hospitalized, or the magician's house called "Roofing Hill"-"

Just as the speaker made a sound, one of the nuns looking around made a sound.

“Hanseason!”

"What's wrong?"

"Something rose from below! Probably the follower!"

The next moment—

The glass-inlaid wall was smashed to pieces, and a shadow slid into the house from outside.

"Wow!?"

"What's wrong!? What happened!?"

A panic sound came from the speakers.

Hansai swept the glass fragments beautifully at high speed, waving his arms and sweeping away the pieces of glass at a high speed, saying to the shadows that appeared through the window.

"Oh... are you here too?"

"Is this face I have seen in the Guanchai Tun... a priest from a foreign country?"

After the assassination appeared, he glared at Hansay, and looked around, looking at Flat, whose right hand had something like a spell.

“Let me ask…”

"Hey, ah, here! Ah, are you a servant? So awesome!"

"Are you one of the magicians who pursue the Holy Grail...?"

Flat, who was asked, answered after a moment of panic and thought about it.

"Well, how do you say it? At first I thought that one was very handsome, so I wanted to make one, but now... as a servant, I have some trouble. Just use the Holy Grail to solve that one first. What should I do? After all, it's a valuable thing, so it's better to donate it to a museum, right?"

The assassin who was asked back, narrowed his eyes and peeked at Flat's situation.

“…”

Not lying or provoking.

Although it was unbelievable for a moment, it seemed that he was really hesitating whether he should donate it to the museum.

"Are you... a magician..."

It is difficult to judge what to do, and he stares at Flat's assassination with such a face.

In order to help in that situation, Hanssa clapped his hands and let them stare at themselves.

"It seems that you are probably seekers on different paths of teachings. Then... As the supervisor of the Holy Grail War, I told you here - now they do not seem to have a war. At least it was like this before escaping from this barrier world. So now, as the supervisor, I have conveyed my words to mediate, but of course, these words will not have any restraint or coercive force on your actions."

Hansay shrugged and said.

And I'm afraid that if the assassin really came with murderous intentions, even his own would be unsuccessful.

If the other party is a blood-sucking species, you can rely on personality to fight back and forth, but if the other party is a hero from the martial arts sect, personality will be very poor.

Despite this, he greeted the assassination upright and fulfilled the responsibility of the "supervisor role" that his master ordered him to fulfill.

“…”

The assassination looked at Hansa with a warning look. However, there was no hostility.

Fortunately for Flat and Hansay, she now bears the negative emotions of "herself showed with the magic of evil monsters", and even signed an agreement with the swordsman who is not a compatriot - "The Lionheart King", which has become much more tolerant than her views on others on the first day.

But despite this, she still has her own bottom line of never giving in.

“…Ask you something. How are you planning to open the road outside?”

She asked questions in a solemn voice.

Even Flat felt that "Ah, this person is, if the answer is wrong, he will set up a death flag for me." The answer was a little hesitant for a moment.

However, without waiting for Flat's answer, he placed it on the altar, and someone answered the phone opposite the megaphone mode.

"The policy of trying hard to avoid violence will not be shaken. If you still have to go out even if you hurt that girl, we have no way to stop you, but please allow me to disclose that there are other feasible methods."

“…Who are you?”

"I am like the guardian of the youth there. If you can believe what I said when you are not there, it will be a great pleasure for us..."

“…”

After thinking for a while, the assassin who raised the problem did not completely unrestrain the alert.

"If there is still a way to save his life, it is the guidance of the great will. Let me hear what you are going to say."

In short, after seeing that he had become an assassin who could listen to human words, Flat and Bennett, who was in the watch, were relieved.

However, at this moment, an inappropriate voice suddenly came.

"──That's impossible, big sister."

"!"

All, turn your eyes to the direction where the sound is made.

So, there was smoke like black fog, and soon, various colors appeared, imitating a person's figure.

"That kind of 'road' does not exist in the world created by Toonao?"

Small, young figure.

However, the ominous magic that entangles the body shows that it does not seem to be the same.

Hansai, who saw this scene, deliberately smacked her lips and raised the corners of her lips.

"Isn't this really. Are you going to continue hiding your magic as you did when you were in the hotel? You came here to solve the mystery yourself, so calm."

"After all, I felt the sense of the aura just now. I have been warning you, the agent. Besides, I don't think I can succeed with the same method twice, and..."

The boy showed an annoying smile, shifting his eyes from the Hanseatic to the assassination, weaving language with intoxicating expressions.

"Because people want to see all kinds of expressions appearing on the face of the assassinator's sister as soon as possible, so I... right?"

The moment he said this, the assassination had already taken action.

When you see the magic and expressions that tangle the body, you will understand that it is the blood-sucking species that summoned you - something called Jesta Cartore.

The man in black rushed away as if he was sliding across the floor. The knife he released captured the boy's head.

However, the sharp-edged fingers undoubtedly penetrated Jesta's body, but they could not feel any touch.

“!?”

The body of the boy who turned into mist and melted in the air was formed a little further away.
To be continued...