“Hm?” (Eji)
Eji heard the sound of metal, and immediately turned the candle to the source.
“Is there anyone there?”(Eji)
There’s no response. What’s left is only the spooky room mages use.
Eji has been here before. There was nothing strange. But, back then, there was a metal statue.
“Peter? Is that you? Stop the bad prank.”(Eji)
Eji anxiously called the name of his friend that usually pulls pranks. He tried to look ahead, but it’s all painted black. And he can’t hear his friend’s usual laughter.
Then, the similar “GASHAN” sound is heard again.
Eji’s back is trembling. Could it be? An intruder? Even his friend wouldn’t go this far. Eji wouldn’t know where it got the info from, but it might be a demon trying to kill the Hero. Eji drew his sword and slowly approached. Eji also prepared a flute to call reinforcements in the worst case. And then-
“What? Hmph, there’s nothing.” (Eji)
It’s only the statue in front of the room. Well, there’s no way a demon would be here anyway. It’s only natural.
In the first place, there’s no way anything would be crawling in the castle at night, other than Eji. Having confirmed that, Eji felt tired and went to bed.
“Whoa, that was close…” (Suimei)
Suimei waved his hand in front of the sleeping Eji, and felt relieved.
He never thought he’d meet a guard here. The guard is not a magician, just a normal human. He should not be able to get caught practicing magic here, though he didn’t expect anyone to be awake.
In the first place, the source of the issue was the armor beside him…
“No no, to think they left an automaton here. There was nothing before…” (Suimei)
For safety, Suimei took another glance at the armor.
Automata are golems that have imitations of built-in organic functions. They can be programmed to perform automated actions. Like androids.
It’s one of the mysteries of Hebrew and Kaballah in the previous world. There’s no technique there to create it. Setting that aside,
When Suimei touched it, it was disassembled and became scraps. Loud noises were created, but everybody was sleeping, so no one came.
Suimei sighed. The first noise was when he got near the armor, and the second one was when he destroyed it.
(But, it sure is quite well made. I’ve never seen something like this before coming here. It’s like it’s not something the people here created…) (Suimei)
But, where did they get this? When he came here, he realized its existence. He noticed the risks. – This is quite well-made.
The automaton absorbs magic from nearby intruders. It’s a good counter against magic and physical attacks. It also has a sword which makes it aggressive and powerful.
Cool, and cruel…
“But, that girl, seriously, what’s she’s thinking? Just because this is inside the castle, she did something like this. She’s got no sense of responsibility.” (Suimei)
He complained to the non-existent Felmenia. Even if they are both magicians. To think that she’d prepare a trap like this. Where is the service they boast? Now that the great me has come, I won’t show any mercy.
“Ah… I guess it’s natural for a mage…” (Suimei)
That’s right. Magicians are magicians. You can target their research, and in return, they will try to kill you. It’s common sense here. Though he doesn’t know that for sure.
He looked again to the remains of the armor… It’s alright if it’s Felmenia, but it’s bad if anyone else finds it and makes ruckus.
“’Kay, let’s fix it…” (Suimei)
Magic surged from his feet. A red circle was created below him. The magic circle rotated and became bigger. After connecting several strings, it stabilized.
And then-