Lyle kicked the completely unconscious Barseun to the side of the road like rags. The heavy body fell to the ground, and the equipment on the body collided with the ground with a clattering sound.

"Seeing the miserable appearance of Barshounn, even the doves in [United] will probably be completely angered. The next step is to respond to the possible retaliation. ”

According to the information he has gathered, including the aggressive methods of stabbing in the back and Byrseun, there are more than a dozen retaliatory styles for [joint] against the enemy. On the one hand, it can be understood that the internal [union] itself is a separate group, and tends to solve the troubles it causes by itself. However, these methods of retaliation always produce the best propaganda effect, so it can be understood that there are brains in it that are not limited to methods. The more means that the other side can use, the more passive they will become, which has been a taboo since ancient times. In the case of insufficient intelligence, it is better to let the other side act according to their own ideas than to spend energy on guarding against unknown means of the other party. The best way to cut off other people's choices in the present moment is to......

“…… Forced [United] to have to clash with themselves head-on, but these guys were already forced into a similar predicament. ”

Lyle looked in the direction of the riverbank, and the evening breeze blowing from the river was stronger than expected.

That woman is being chased now, and if you want to add more fire, it would be right to start with these little brothers. After all, he is just a C-level adventurer, and if he dares to fight against a high-level adventurer organization with the support of various forces alone, then there is a high possibility that there are other organizations behind him, and it is not impossible for the other side to take care of this and choose to stand still. Therefore, it is necessary to force the other party to act, first make all these guys miserable, and then deliberately leave one or two responsible for reporting. No matter what the [United] originally had, if you were to be ridden on the head like this, you would have to use brute force to solve this matter.

Lyle looked down and pondered the feasibility of the action, when suddenly the wind changed.

Lyle dodged a sneak attack straight to the back of his head, leaning heavily on the ground with one hand and kicking back reflexively. The man took a step back to dodge the kick that was coming straight to the door, and then—kicked the mud and sand on the ground with his foot directly into Lyle's face.

It was an unexpected, unexpected attack. The stinging of the sand into his eyes caused Lyle to scream, and he closed his eyes and jumped back to distance himself. The strange sensation of sand entering his eyes was the first time the monster had experienced it, and he wept tears as he healed his eyes with healing magic.

A pale blue magical glow illuminated the corner of the night.

This is a trivial move, and there is no need to appear so panicked as long as you clarify what happened. But the moment of falling into darkness made Lyle grow fear, and he suddenly remembered one thing, a fact that should never be ignored - that is, the existence of "enemies", the guy who put himself in a cage and put himself in this situation.

The monster's heart was screaming, and he tried desperately to calm himself down, and finally he took a deep breath.

The first thing to be sure of is the existence of the "enemy". There is no doubt that the enemy is a being who is capable of modifying the Wisdom of All things, and also has the ability to imprison him in a cage called "The World" for almost eternity. Even though he is in such an extremely weak state now, he is still overwhelmingly powerful compared to the people around him. The mortal and the man himself differed in specifications, and the gap between the two was too great. Because of this, it is precisely this hidden "enemy" in the shadows, and the mere existence of this hidden body is enough to make monsters fearful.

What is even more frustrating is that there is such an enemy, but he himself is carried away and casually shows his strength, making such an action that may reveal his position at any time. Having lost his memory, he had no idea what the enemy was doing. Now that we have connected to the Wisdom of All Things, I am afraid that sooner or later the resurrection of myself will be exposed—no, it must be imagined as the worst-case scenario of being exposed. However, the most critical question is why the "enemy" has not yet moved. Whether it has acted, cannot act, failed to act, or has not yet acted is an overwhelming difference between the four.

After a few seconds, Lyle regained his sight and reopened his eyes. The black shadow that suddenly attacked did not choose to pursue after being powerless, but ran to Bairseun's side.

The dark shadow did not choose to pursue rather than the enemy in front of him and the rare opportunity to pursue, but was more concerned about the fallen Byrseun. In this way, the identity is about to be revealed, and he is an associate of Barshoun, that is to say, a member of the United.

Since it is an enemy, there is no way, there is no need to leave a living mouth. The situation is different from what it was just now, and now the most important thing has become to hide your tracks. Lyle let go of his magic, and the sand and stone on the ground automatically moved up and condensed into a solid body—a magic sword with blue veins was formed.

The Black Shadow ran to the grass as soon as he was powerless to turn into Lyle. It is not easy to find a person in a path illuminated only by the dim moonlight, even if it is a person with good night vision. But for the Black Shadow, as long as it is alive, it will never escape her ears and eyes, and this power given by others has no regard for time, place, or five senses, even in the dark of night.

When the dark shadow came to him, he realized that the person lying down was not the target he was looking for at all. But the pale face and the strange tattoos on the face always felt a little impression, as if I had seen it somewhere. At the moment when the name was about to come out, the murderous aura came to his face. The pendant on his chest emitted an astonishing heat, and every cell in his body was calling for an escape, and a blue lightning bolt swept in front of the hair—the black shadow lowered its head to dodge the slash at the last moment, and threw the stick in his hand at the enemy with his backhand.

The sticks were cut off in response.

The shadow, who narrowly dodged the blow, pulled his weapon from his waist and turned to look at his attacker. The man appeared in front of him as a magician, and the sand and dust were rolled up to obscure most of his form, so that only a corner of his clothes could be seen. There was a feeling of oppression in the air, and she understood that it was the weight of the mana seeping into the air.

It was a magician with incredible powers, and anyone who was in front of him could see it at a glance. Sweat seeped from the face of the black shadow, and was instantly dried by the cold wind that swept through the night. The other side did not immediately choose to continue the pursuit but watched and watched, and there was still room for negotiation...... Although he thought so, the overt murderous intent on the other side made the black shadow feel his skin tingle.

How exactly to fight the magician, she recalled the master's voice in her mind.

- Listen, you must not take your eyes off the other side of the eye when confronting the magician, even for a moment. The so-called lies always come out of the mouth, and the mouth will deceive people. Open your mouth and spit out lies, and those who are not informed, will be deceived. If the type and timing of their chanting spells are judged only by their lips, it is easy for a mage to deceive his opponents, and he can even control the battle as he pleases. Only the eyes, the eyes are the only organ of the exposed spirit, and they are also the embodiment of killing intent, no matter what kind of intention the other party has - whether it is to deceive or contain, to attack or defend, only by reading the line of sight can it be regarded as an entry. After holding the sword, what you must learn is not how to kill the enemy or face yourself, but to read the opponent.

However, the magician in front of him was covered in rolling dust, not to mention his eyes, and even the outline of his body was unrecognizable, and all he could see was the edge of the edge, the corner of his clothes that turned in the wind.

- Huh? You say an opponent who can't see a face? Even if you can't see your face, it doesn't mean that the enemy has the ability to hide your sight, and even if you do, it's just a little more difficult, and what you have to do doesn't change when you feel the sight and then act. Ah, right. I heard from that guy that the current magicians are still in vogue with the kind of clothes that they think are very secretive, with loose clothes and hats and floor-length hems, they are really stupid in any era. When it comes to choosing clothes that affect their vision, these guys are already doomed to be second-rate characters. I don't even know what it means to "see", even a little ghost like you won't lose against a dozen or so. I? I can handle at least one legion. Tsk, what do you mean by that...... Do you want to say I'm bragging?! Stinky little ghost, although I'm not a magician, but I used to be a paladin, and I still have basic magical cultivation. After all, it was difficult for me to find a job in my time, and the more I knew, the better I was to be promoted. The so-called "seeing" thing refers to the cognition of the world. Ah, that guy also taught you the basics of magic, and the first step in using magic is to set goals. For example, when you pick up an apple on the ground, can you tell you exactly how you did it? How do you control the bones, muscles, and nerves, make your arms stretch and stretch your fingers, and how do you get them to bite together to pick up an apple on the ground? I can't say it, it's a natural response of the body, an action based on the interaction of spatial cognition and somatosensory cognition. The same is true for magicians, the purpose of extracting mana, the specific use of mana, and the first step in making mana condense and form is based on cognition. The more skilled the magician, the more he will rely on this natural feeling, and the fact of "seeing" is so important that no magician can violate it.

"Wait, let's talk ——!"

Numerous attacks came head-on.

The black shadow kicked the ground with its feet, clinging to the ground like an arrow, and sped towards the mage. Since the other party has rejected the possibility of talking, then there is only one way to go by deciding the winner. As long as he narrowed the distance to the distance where the blade could reach, he couldn't lose, so convinced, the black shadow gave his body to his intuition. Dodging countless balls of light, the sound of magic exploding came from behind him, and the magic power under his feet was condensed, stepping on the earth spear that suddenly emerged from the ground, and jumping.

"[Dimensional Refactoring: Gravity]"

His body was pulled down in mid-air, and he felt like he had been slammed into the ground as if he had been turned into a hammer. Thanks to his strong body, the strong impact that made his internal organs almost vomit still caused multiple black spots to appear in his field of vision.

Under heavy pressure, the body has difficulty moving.

The magician landed in front of him, untying the wind that wrapped around his body. The liberated wind instantly exploded in all directions, blowing off the hood of the black shadow, revealing the original face of the master in the dim moonlight.

A petite woman with short white blonde hair and sky-blue eyes, as if all the melanin has been removed, the color is like white porcelain. The delicate features of the puppet are showing a mixture of surprise and confusion.

Of course, Lyle shares the same confusion. The first to be relieved of the battle was Lyle, who sighed and unloaded his magic to show that he was not hostile.

The weight was gone, and the pale blue glow of the sword returned to dust, and Lyle pondered how to ask questions.

"Allen—can you tell me why you're here when you should have escaped?"

Hearing Lyle's voice calling for himself, Eren finally relieved his stunned state and let out a surprised sound.

"You, you are, why are you here...... You unleashed the magic just now?! It can't be, this ...... Great, you're okay. ”

Surprise mixed with doubts, and finally turned into a sense of reassurance. This pure kindness made Lyle frown unconsciously.

"I'm sorry, I thought you were the enemy. But you're really a kind guy, what kind of reason did you choose to come back to save me? ”

"Isn't that a matter of course? When I heard that your opponent was that Barseun, I was afraid that your hands and feet—" Alan remembered the terrible condition of the man who had just been lying on the ground, "and almost scared my little heart out. I think all I can do is at least get you out. ”

"I guess most of that was told to you by the thugs, and as you can see, I have nothing."

"Well, it's great that you're okay...... No, it doesn't look like it's okay at all. ”

“…… What do you mean? ”

"Y-Do you know what kind of expression you have now, an expression that is about to be cornered. The murderous look you just showed was almost like crying compared to that confident expression. What the hell are you fighting with? ”

This woman's intuition is actually the product of some kind of magic, and one part of Lyle is smiling bitterly, and the other part is indeed regaining some composure because of this.

"Nothing. Is that...... The moonlight is dim, you read it wrong. ”

At this time, from the direction of the river bank came the voice of a panting man, and the noise of the crowd.

"-Over there, don't let that woman escape!!"

It's those adventurers who just chased Alan.

Lyle stretched out a hand in that direction, but was immediately grabbed by Alan, who grabbed his hand and began to run.

"Why are you stopping me?"

"Did you just want to kill them?"

"Don't be nosy, I don't have any time to spend on garbage right now. What won't kill them is at most to lie down for ten days plus a few days of amnesia. ”

As soon as Lyle's words came out, Allen's hand tightened.

"Stop talking nonsense, who do you think is meddling to cause things to be like this? Besides, what good will it do you to make enemies everywhere like this, you will sooner or later become the target of public criticism. ”

“……。”

If you want to talk about the benefits, how much or how much, he should have refuted it like this. For example, you can take the opportunity to change the territory of power in the city and force the adventurers' guild and knights to act, and if it is used well, it will also have great benefits in the future. But now that his mind was occupied by the fear of an unknown enemy, Lyle couldn't utter any words of rebuttal.

I can only let the small palm pull and run in an unknown direction.

Thunder whistled in my ears, and the dim moon finally lost its light completely. In an instant, bean-sized raindrops rushed in.