Frick was sure that the trap was not set in the spell to create a riot, but rather had a clearer goal to achieve. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

However, now that they're all dead, someone has to do the rest of the work to keep this hard-won mess in vain. If they want to take the next step of their plan, it is best to act while the Wizard is still in a panic.

Frick felt that his overly sensitive senses were surprisingly useful at times like these, and he could even smell the stench coming from a distance through the cold air. Even though it is no longer possible to overlook the entire battlefield, there is still a lot of information that can reveal the movements of the other side.

If you're a more skilled mage, you'll probably be able to follow that clue to find where the enemy lurks just by feeling the flow of magic in the air, but Frick isn't good at that. When he smelled the almost insignificant fishy stench in the air, he took what he knew best.

While everyone was busy moving supplies and the wounded, he released a few sheets of white paper from the cracked gap, and let them follow the cold wind howling outside the window to find the source of the smell. It may have been a rudimentary and easily detectable method of detection, but since it required less mana, Frick was willing to use it even when there were many other techniques to choose from.

Although it is not as convenient and easy to command as a sorcerer's magician, the Paper Kite also has the excellent ability of not requiring constant operation. So after sending a few paper kites for exploration in different directions, Frick was able to shift the focus of his work to his side.

Compared to Urs Leonster, who single-handedly took on the responsibility of keeping the entire hall from collapse, Acully's situation was obviously much easier. It seemed that she was happy to see Sir Leinster look embarrassed, and even if she was busy helping the sorcerers retreat, she did not prevent her from taunting the toiling crows in her spare time.

Perhaps Urs Leinster should be glad that Acully has the consciousness of being a public servant, and even if there are many troublesome old accounts between them that have not yet had time to be settled, she will not deliberately make things difficult at this time, and even act against the members of his Academy.

However, there is only one scrivener directly under her control, so the scrivener system cannot be built at all, and there is no way to use multiple people to organize a large-scale fantasy book. Although she had tried to fill in the missing part of the building with some of the pages when the hall began to crumble, she soon gave up on realizing that she could not complete such a large project with the amount of paper she had on hand.

Rather than spending your precious pages in one go, it's better to keep them in your hands for the time being. If, like Urs Leinster, he puts his greatest reliance into use for the sake of the small profits in front of him, he will inevitably be put on the hands of the enemy at the last moment.

Although it is said that the lion fights the rabbit has to do its best, if you don't keep the reserve team just in case, it is easy to lose the whole game because of some small mistakes. It's not clear yet, but Aculi does have an uncomfortable feeling that something worse is about to happen.

This feeling is not so much a perception of unusual magical activity as reading that there seems to be some kind of uncomfortable atmosphere in the air. Even if you carefully hide behind the barrier made of the falling wreckage, you can still feel some kind of gaze on you.

"Flick, you'd better be careful...... It was as if something was staring at us. ”

She wasn't sure where that uneasy premonition was directing, but she whispered a warning to Frick: "If those guys are going to take out their targets in the chaos, it won't be long before they're out there." While the sorcerers were unable to perform their spells due to the confusion of their magic, and Leinster was stumbling to protect his men, they could complete their objectives unhindered. ”

If they originally had no way to break through the layers of defense of the Crow Society, so they used this strategy of attacking the west, but now that they have successfully exposed the gap in the defense line of the Crow Society through the burst reaction of magic power, they must soon have the next move.

But what was their aim? If Frick were to take the enemy's side, the most desired outcome from this conflict would have been the Moonstone fragment that Sir Leinster had obtained from Lemongrass, and if it could be taken away, the balance of power between the two sides would inevitably change dramatically.

Perhaps the Raven Society, which possesses the Moonstone Shards, still has the strength to contend with this organization, and if this situation is forcibly changed by someone, Sir Leinster may not be able to become an obstacle to them. If the situation does get to that point, even the old crow will have to take countermeasures, and although his personality will not fall to the enemy's side, he will probably choose to "remain neutral" for self-preservation.

But it may not be easy to snatch the Moonstone Fragment from Uls Leinster's hand right now, and the old crow may have thought of this, so he didn't choose to use the power of the Fragment even if it took a lot of mana to forcibly maintain the stability of the building.

Perhaps because he needed to use his magic to keep the hall from collapsing, he had no intention of taking the lead even though most of his mages had already evacuated to safety. The two sorcerers who had been with him all the time did not assist him in protecting the hall, but were watching his surroundings with a vigilant eye, apparently to protect Urs from a surprise attack by the enemy.

Not only did Uls Leinster not retreat, but even Lizzie and Curt did not retreat from the halls. If Liki, who is the core of the technique, is unable to move on her own because she is still in a deep sleep, then Curt obviously did nothing to protect her.

Although Curt had no respect for Sir Reinster, who was the head of the family, he seemed to take good care of Lizzie, and I am afraid that his willingness to stay in the house and obey the old crow's command was also the result of Lizzie's sake. Regardless, it had become a chain that bound him, and even though he had the physical ability to easily escape from the dangerous area he was, he was unable to act in order to protect what he valued.

But Curt was clearly right, and if the enemy found that they could not take the Moonstone Fragments from them, they would attack the most important personnel next, especially if Lizzie, who had no ability to defend herself.

As Frick assists the sorcerers in retreating to safety as Acully instructs, a strange feeling lurking in his heart comes alive again. At the same time, two of the paper kites he had released to explore enemy activities lost contact at the same time.

The direction of the wind changed in an instant, and the smell of the fish that mixed with the air seemed to become stronger for a moment, and with it the shrill roar of the beast. The cacophony came from far and near, and although it was unknown what kind of monster lurked inside, it was undoubtedly a signal of the beginning of the battle.

"They're coming!"

Suddenly, Flick shuddered, and the chill that crept up his back seemed to make his hairs stand on end. To warn the sorcerers who were still busy retreating from here to shrink their lines, he deliberately raised his voice and shouted, hoping that everyone present would notice the enemy's movements.

Sure enough, the next moment he shouted these words, an unusual cold wind surrounded the hall that was already defenseless from all sides. Beasts made of the wind were wrapped in shards of cold air, trying to burst into the house through the cracks and kill.

Not only to meet the enemy's long-prepared Akuli, but also to protect his sister in this riot, even Sir Leinster and the two sorcerers around him, the moment Frick shouted, they all took action and threw the attack that had been ready to start on the enemy.

Sharp knives and pieces of paper infused with magic leave a trail of glittering light in the air, knocking down the demons who are close to the room, and the holes in the defenses will be quickly repaired.

For a moment, the defensive line was barely maintained by the few men who still had the most sufficient combat strength in the gap on the periphery of the hall that had not yet collapsed, buying precious time for the wounded to be transferred. However, it is not easy to maintain such a situation, and they now have no strength to counterattack - after all, they cannot fly in the sky.

Everyone knew that this was just a one-sided suppression, but the demon creation under the opponent's hands did not seem to be endless. After they managed to repel three waves of enemies, the opponent's offensive had obviously weakened.

The wind that swept in from all directions became weaker, and the speed of the attack was fuller, and even the previously orderly organization became much more scattered. Although they had become somewhat tired, they also accelerated their actions after confirming that the enemy was also exhausted.

Could it be that this time, they really saw the dawn of victory?

Just as Frick had the idea of a fluke, an unprecedented gust of wind broke through the defenses they had constructed, sweeping them to pieces. He didn't know if the other party had chosen to take a desperate gamble before he was about to lose, but the momentum of the gust of wind did not stop, but rushed into the depths of the hall at a faster speed.

As the "beast" continued to rush forward, Frick quickly realized that it was targeting the immobile Lizzie, and that they had nothing to do to stop it. But just as he was about to watch Lizzie being attacked, a force from behind him threw him out.

Apparently, Frick was thrown out by someone behind him, and before he could react, he bumped into Lizzie, who was sleeping in a comatose chair, and then became a meat shield between her and the enemy. Thankfully, the order given to the demon maker was not to kill the target in front of him, as he was captured by the cold "Wind Elf", and then flew into the sky from the gap at a faster speed than when he came.

And just before Flick was swept away by the wind, the last thing he saw was Acully with a surprised expression and Curt with an apologetic look on his face.