The night is gradually descending on the island of the god of strings. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

But the number of people in the streets, even as it approaches sunset, shows no sign of abating.

The lights that decorate the building are lit up, and fireworks are set off one after another everywhere.

The noise of the crowd gathered in the plaza and the expressions of the shopkeepers and tourists add to the gorgeous life of the festival.

It's the last weekend of October.,It's the night of the Demon Special Zone's festival "Haha-in Temple.。

The festival has just begun.

After passing through strict security checks, the cemented carbide compartment was opened.

Walking out of the gate with the pass was a beautiful female high school student about fifteen years old with a gorgeous hairstyle and a fashionable outfit. But now she exudes a tired aura all over her body, and her good beauty makes people feel a little decadent because of this.

"Ah......hh Good...... I'm so tired, ahhhh......h

Then he watched the sunset reflected on the windows of the building, covering his sleep-deprived eyes.

"Ahhh Why am I so sad that I have to stay and work until the festival? You guys are so good at abusing people! Ashallot angrily poured out his dissatisfaction to the smartphone in his right hand.

The answer was a synthesized voice with a somewhat sarcastic tone, "No, no, no, thank you so much this time." Thanks to you, Miss, you've helped a lot. ”

The owner of the voice is the embodiment of the five-base supercomputer that controls the island of the string god - an artificial intelligence known as Mogu. Although it's a support AI that has quite a personality relative to its super high performance.,So it's evaluated as an extremely difficult to control auxiliary AI.,But for some reason, it's quite compatible with shallots.,Often take care of each other like this.。

And Mo Gu suddenly lowered his voice and said to the shallot.

"While thanking you, by the way, do you still feel like staying in the Commune any longer?"

"Huh?" A bare look of vigilance. Anyway, yesterday at noon, she was called to the artificial island management commune with her friends, and it was also this artificial intelligence with a bad personality.

Thanks to this, the shallots were forced to do the hard work of writing the coordinates of the space that had been distorted by the witch in one night. As a result, a precious whole day of the festival was wasted. It is simply impossible to continue doing such unprofitable work.

"Why? Haven't the witches who occupied the roof of the stone gate been eliminated by the SAR garrison? ”

"That's right for now." But Mogu said in a rare serious tone.

"There is an unregistered artificial island off the coast of the northern region. In addition, the intentions of the guys in the "library" have not yet been clarified, so I always feel that there is a sense of foreboding. ”

"You...... No matter how you say it, it's the embodiment of the computer.,Don't use the kind of random information that has a hunch or something to play people around.。 ”

Shallot sighed helplessly. Then he ignored his partner as if he wanted to say something more, and turned off the power on his smartphone.

It was past five o'clock, and although it was not yet dark, there was already some nightly smell in the air. The activities of the Haha-in Temple festival are also being prepared to turn to the night part.

Is Xiao Gucheng also getting along with the childhood sweetheart girl now?

"When I think about it, it makes me very angry...... He was ...... when I was so busy and busy! Muttering angrily, the shallots walked towards the train station.

But when he arrived at the station, the shallots couldn't help but sigh "wow".

Because the station is unbelievably crowded and crowded.

Passengers who were not able to make it to the waiting gate lined up all the way to the ticket gate.

Because of the screams and curses of the passengers, even the station staff could not hear the announcement.

“…… Isn't the train running yet? "I went to the kiosk in the corner of the station to buy a drink and asked the clerk by the way.

The middle-aged female clerk, who seemed to like dealing with people, cast her sympathetic gaze on the shallot.

"It seems that the shuttle train between the southern and eastern regions is already operating, but it will probably take some time in the north. After all, there are some strange rumors. ”

"What do you mean by rumors?"

"Have you ever heard of the Prison Barrier? I said it was the one who appeared. The clerk said, and shook her shoulders exaggeratedly as if she was afraid of it.

The name of the prison enchantment is naturally known. It is a well-known urban legend on the island of the god of the gods. It is said that it is an ominous island that was built somewhere on an artificial island to isolate the evil demon guide criminals.

Legend has it that it was hidden by a curse placed by people who were imprisoned for their wrongful sins, and it is said that it also represents the underworld itself. And it is said that the caretaker of the prison enchantment is a god of death who has the appearance of a beautiful puppet.

Although this is one of the most common strange things, the shallots felt a sense of foreboding and frowned.

"Speaking of which, that guy said something strange......

Unregistered artificial islands have appeared -- that's the AI report.

Although it shouldn't be said that the real identity of the artificial island is actually a prison barrier or something. But the purpose of the LCO witches to cause a commotion is also a bit unpleasant.

"Give, thank you for your patronage. Also, it's a bonus. "What the hell is going on, when Shallot thought this, the female clerk handed over the drink.

And put a few more candies in the hand of the shallots who caught the drink bottle.

I said thank you and looked at the candy I received. Shallot tilted her head slightly. Because it is said to be a bonus, it feels like this is a bit much.

"It's more mixed, so be careful not to get separated from your daughter."

"Huh? Daughter......? For the advice given by the female clerk, the shallots were genuinely confused.

What the hell is this middle-aged woman talking about, thinking so, but—

"Huh!?"

Suddenly pulled at the skirt of the skirt, the shallots cast their eyes to his feet. Then his eyes widened.

Because standing there was a little girl who wasn't very old.

She was about four or five years old, and she was a long-haired young girl dressed in a dress like a Western doll.

Could it be that it is a lost child, shallots can't help but feel uneasy. Because if this is the case, it may become a very troublesome thing, after all, the scene is so crowded, it is quite difficult to find the separated parents to be honest.

In addition, the female clerk at the commissary seems to have mistaken shallots for her mother. Although it is true that the appearance of the shallots looks older than the age, but even so, this is really a big misunderstanding. This must be clarified, Shallot thought and looked at the female clerk, and then the young girl hugged Shallot's wrist tightly.

Then he looked up at the shallots with teary eyes, and said in a weak voice that needed to be relied on.

“…… Mom! ”

The surrounding noise disappeared for a moment, causing a brief silence.

The shallots became speechless as if they were being held by a young girl.

This is really unexpected, and it is impossible to say the phrase "I recognized the wrong person". Seeing the young girl's uneasy expression, he couldn't force her hand away.

Even if you ask for help and look around, you naturally can't find the real mother of the young girl. I can't understand it at all, just looking up at the sky illuminated red by the setting sun,

"Eh, eh, eh!?"

The sorrowful cry of the shallots was swallowed up and disappeared by the mixed noise in the station.

……

The sanctuary gradually collapsed, and Chonghua glanced at the falling rubble above his head and ran out without hesitation.

At this time, Chonghua only felt that he had a strange floating sensation similar to dizziness.

That's a side effect of spatial transfer.

Someone had warped the space and moved them outside the collapsing Templar. I'm afraid that's the limit of a sorcerer.

"Sister Nayue!" Chonghua couldn't help but get nervous as he looked at the moon that disappeared in his arms.

And on the other side -

"Miss Yuma......!?" Yukina let out a short scream.

Behind the teleported ancient city resounded the sound of wet things falling.

What fell was the childhood sweetheart of the ancient city - Xiandu Mu Youma.

A deep knife wound pierced Yuma's chest, and her wrist that the ancient city touched was as cold as ice.

"Youma...... You...... Why do you do such a mess......! Guru bit his lip vigorously as he ran to Yuma's side.

Before, it was all teleported by the Youma downgraders.

However, that unintentional spatial teleportation has caused a huge burden on Yuma's body.

In the previous battle, not only did she unleash more magic than the limit, but she was also seriously injured physically. If you were an ordinary person, this would not be a strange situation even if you died on the spot.

But even so, Yuma sat up with her upper body and smiled reluctantly.

"No, ancient city...... It's not my power alone. The "Witch of the Void" also helped me......"

"Sister Nayue...... In that case, Sister Nayue herself should have been transferred, but I don't know where she is. Chonghua said.

At this time, the temple completely collapsed, and the ruins of the ancient sanctuary surrounded by dark dust and smoke appeared there a new building that had never been seen before.

A military fortress covered in thick iron walls and barbed wire - no, a prison, I say.

The sanctuary that was supposed to be guarded that month vanished, and the appearance of a huge prison was emerging there.

"That's what it is...... Is the real prison barrier ......? And what kind of building was there up to now!? The ancient city looked up at the shape of the majestic fortress and was puzzled by it.

Compared to the quaint and solemn sanctuary of that month, the fortress was filled with an ominous sense that matched the name prison.

Then, reaching the ears of the chaotic ancient city, there was a terrifying female voice accompanied by a metallic aftermath. It is the voice of an evil witch who has lived for a long time.

"It's the same thing...... Ah, the Fourth True Ancestor. ”

The owner of the voice was standing on the huge door of the fortress.

It was a woman with long hair up to her feet. She was dressed as if she were a noblewoman of the Heian period. Although it is a gorgeous and complicated outfit, the figure that is dyed in black and white always feels like a death costume. Although his appearance is young and beautiful, his eyes are crimson - fiery eyes. The eyes that smiled softly were ominous from ordinary people.

"-- Zhuang Zhou and butterflies, there must be a difference, this so-called materialization...... That empty sanctuary, the prison enchantment, is the form of Nangong when he was in the dream of that month......"

The fiery women sang a verse to the ancient city. It is an ancient poem that tells the ambiguous boundary between dream and reality, and it is a foreign land.

The prison barrier is an imaginary world constructed through magic in that month's dream. Its appearance is free to change according to the imagination of witnesses. Because they exist in the dreams of others, there is no escape from imprisoned sinners.

Because of this, it can be feared as a prison capable of sealing even the strongest level of mage offenders.

"But the 'Witch of the Void' awoke from her eternal dream, and the prison barrier was revealed. If it were in the same world space, it would be easy to escape from there. To me......" said this, and the fiery woman smiled as if she were very happy.

The voice was the same as the one I heard from Yuma's "Guardian". It was the voice of the demon guide offender who sacrificed his daughter and stabbed Nangong Nayue with a sword, Xiandu Mu Aye.

"Mother...... My lord......? ”

From Yuma's mouth, which was soaked in blood, a sound of despair was weaved.

"You're Yuma's mother......!" The ancient city shouted in a low voice.

Although I don't want to admit it, the fact that the flame's woman is related to Yuma by blood, no matter who is present, already understands. Because the two of them look too similar.

It has reached the point where it is almost impossible to distinguish between the length of the hair and the color of the eyeballs.

Whether it's the awe-inspiring appearance or the age in appearance.

"This face is not Heyuma...... Exactly the same......"

"Of course...... Finish. This girl is a simple replica of what I have produced through monomeric reproduction. It was only created to break the seal of the prison barrier, which is equivalent to the existence of my shadow. ”

Just like pity for the ancient city that was shaking, Ah Ye said, pointing to the injured Yuma.

"I'm the same thing as this girl - that's why I can do this kind of thing."

“…… Damn it—" Chonghua bit his wrist violently, blue dragon scales spreading out of the corners of his eyes.

No, not only did it spread in the corners of his eyes, the dragon scales quickly occupied half of Chonghua's face, and even two dragon horns grew on his head, and his hair directly turned into long hair.

"Damn it, die!" Chonghua roared wildly, and his figure disappeared in an instant.

"Bang!" The punch hit the floor, and with Chonghua's punch, countless rubble burst out on the ground.

"Nangong Chonghua, no, Luo Fengyun, why are you so angry?" Xiandu Mu Aye covered his mouth and chuckled, "This is a dream, isn't it?" You're going to have to leave sooner or later. ”

"Shut up, shut up, shut up!" Chonghua once again rushed towards Ah Ye and launched a fierce attack.