The defensive Rubik's Cubes had been destroyed - whether or not the uneasiness that was throbbing in his heart was real, Flick was eager to investigate the possibility. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

He didn't care about the eyes of the young self-police group who built a low wall nearby, and after leaving Suvar with the words, "Let's split up and investigate all the nodes near the village as soon as possible", he immediately took the map and ran alone along the wax stone line to the next place marked with magic nodes.

This matter is urgent, and Urs Leinster must have anticipated this possibility, so he asked them to carefully search for loopholes in the structure of the defensive spell, and those areas where there are signs of malfunctioning magic must be the areas that the node has been damaged and the spell once protected.

After a moment of careful investigation, Frick and Suval finally updated the map provided by the resident scrivener. The map, which was already marked with various paints, was once again filled with many colors, and it was almost impossible to grasp the point.

"The situation looks not optimistic......"

Looking at the final map, Frick felt his uneasiness grow even greater: "According to previous investigations, there are a total of thirty-seven small slate nodes, and thirty of them have been destroyed. There are a total of five large fixed nodes, and although they have not been destroyed, due to the damage of small nodes, there has been a shortage of mana supply, and at least three of them are no longer functioning properly. ”

At least from the current investigation, it seems that the Rubik's Cube that keeps the magic running has not been completely destroyed, and the magic remaining in the land still provides a negligible defense for Lemonglas. Based on the current amount of magic power in the Rubik's Cube, it should barely last for two or three days.

The more he looked at it, the more suspicious it became, and the skeptical Frick calculated a little bit about the scale of the magic power that was now operating in the Rubik's Cube and the defensive performance that could be played. He soon noticed that the walls of the village were now as fragile as eggshells, with only one shape remaining.

As he had thought, the operations against the village defense technique were too delicate to look like they were aging due to disrepair. Even with the ability to think close to that of a human, the monster will not make an overly complicated cover for attacking the village.

Frick was not surprised by this conclusion in the slightest, but was slightly uncomfortable with his actions to further validate his bad premonitions. It wasn't long before he told Sir Leinster what he had discovered, and even the sorcerer couldn't help but have a look of embarrassment on his face.

He also took into account the village's defensive Rubik's Cubes when planning how to resist the monsters' attacks, after all, even if the magic in the Rubik's Cubes fell into a low ebb due to the arrival of the new moon, at least they would maintain a certain defensive ability. However, Frick's findings apparently told him that this plan was difficult to achieve, and that the other party, if it existed, wanted him to prepare a defense according to that plan from the outset.

Even if Sir Leinster wanted the Wizards to start repairing the Rubik's Cubes immediately, it would be difficult to do so at the same time as building fortifications such as low walls. And with the exception of Sir Leinster, his companions did not have the magic to build their entire defense system in a single day.

He was put on the table - although Urles Leinster's words and actions seemed to be unchanged from the original, the subtle change in his expression betrayed him. He seems to have expected resistance other than the monsters, and it is very likely that he knows who the murderer is who is applying the resistance.

But he obviously didn't plan to tell Flick about it: "I will inform my companions about the damage to the Rubik's Cube, and discuss a solution." In the meantime, I hope you will supervise the construction of fortifications by the inhabitants of the area, so as to avoid further deterioration of the situation. ”

With that, he hurriedly walked to the main gate of the village with the fragments of the slate that the two of them had dug up from the marker for the first time, and he didn't even care about his usual calm and relaxed attitude. Under his summoning, the mages who had been using magic to strengthen the low wall all stopped what they were doing.

They apparently didn't want anyone else to know what they were discussing, and even used a sound-isolating spell when they got together to have a discussion. The villagers working in their vicinity cast curious glances, but no one seemed to be intent on approaching to eavesdrop on their meetings.

Even fools can see that the villagers of Lemongrass don't trust the mages, and even worse, they suspect that the monster attacks they are facing are the work of the mages. But even if they were suspicious of Sir Leanster's actions, they would not easily risk their lives - in other words, they did not even have the consciousness to risk their lives to protect the village, but they were nothing more than a mess.

Although in the end, the meaning of action is still discussed in terms of results, but there is really a thin line between bravery and recklessness, prudence and cowardice. They are just ordinary peasants, and although they may look forward to the plot depicted in the story, they do not want danger to befall them so easily.

"Sierra Leonean seniors, what do you think about this?"

Suval looked worried, and his voice was a little low: "Lemongrass, this village is just a remote and impoverished little village, and there is basically no notable property. If those monsters are as powerful as you say, and who else can destroy the village's defensive Rubik's Cube...... It's like someone is deliberately trying to destroy this place - at least to deter it on the premise of destruction, right?"

It didn't take much time for Suval to deduce the "possibility" from the information in his hands, which was already excellent as a young midshipman. In time, he is likely to become an excellent scrivener...... If he hadn't died because of some danger.

Well, Flick felt that there was something about this overly serious young man - a quality that would get him into trouble for various reasons. The same was true of Lemongrass, who on the day of departure thought it was just an ordinary appraisal job.

So he thought for a moment and said, "You say that Lemongrass doesn't have any notable properties, but is that really the case? The vast woodland around the village can be used to build a lumber yard, and the mountains may hide unexplored veins, as well as all kinds of rare beasts, monsters, and alchemical materials...... It's strange that no one has been working on these things until then. ”

Lemongrass was not a wealthy village, especially since the barren land and mountainous terrain in the vicinity could hardly support the village's farming needs. But beyond that, mountains and forests are valuable resources, and it's strange that villages didn't develop from them.

These natural resources are tempting to act accordingly to any group, no matter what group they are placed in. A sorcerer like Sir Leinster may be tempted by the monsters and alchemy materials around him, and a capitalist who is an upstart in the empire may have his eye on the forests and mountains of the land, and even other nobles may be involved in the battle.

Although still unfounded, Flick has basically ruled out the possibility that the crisis in Lemongrass has nothing to do with humanity. And if everything that happened was the work of a single group, then there is no doubt that Lemongrass has become a vortex at the center of the catastrophe.

Wandering monsters, malicious vandals, people eyeing this village...... Frick felt like he was facing a large piece of a puzzle, and when he finally put the pieces together completely, he realized that he only had 12 out of 10 in his hand, and a sense of powerlessness arose.

"Suvar, it's too late for you to leave now—at some point, retreat is also a strategy, and there is no need to risk your life. "He had decided to stay here to assist Sir Leinster in protecting Lemongrass, but Suval didn't have to make the same choice.

There is no way to turn back time, and after making a choice in the face of a problem, you can only let time pass and wait for the result to happen. And sometimes they think they have made the best choice, but the result leads to the undesirable ending...... And it could be the worst.

Even Frick himself was not prepared to complain no matter when and where he was killed by someone, so he naturally couldn't ask Suval for this. If a promising young man is allowed to die meaninglessly in such a remote village, he may not be able to let go of it for a long time to come.

After all, Suval's goals were fundamentally different from his, and there was no situation that would make it difficult for him to get out of it. Flick wanted to be able to use Sir Leinster's power in future operations, so he had to make an impression in this offensive and defensive battle.

"Do you think I'm a coward who only knows how to protect myself?"

However, Suval may have misunderstood the reason why Frick stayed in Lemongrass, and smiled with an obvious self-deprecating smile: "It's true that I'm just a scrivener trainee, and I don't have any actual experience fighting monsters, but I think I should be able to assist you in this work." And our current situation is definitely not hopeless, is it, and Curator Blake should take action too. ”

Was it a sense of justice or pride?, Flick couldn't read what was behind the smile, but the young clerk clearly intended to stay. His strength and skills may not be mature, but the determination reflected in his eyes does not look like acting.

And perhaps, as he said, the situation was not desperately dangerous, and the message they sent last night for help should have had some effect. Through the cold fog that gradually dissipated in the sun, I could vaguely see several black carriages on the road in the distance heading towards Lemongrass.