Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga - Chapter 566

The sky is clear, the weather is sunny, and now that winter is coming to an end, the temperature is just right.

“Well, it’s very seasoned. I’ve felt it before, but you seem to have a knack for camp cooking.”

I was sitting in a quiet forest for the first time in a while, enjoying my leisure time, drinking the wonderful stew Carl Kansi had cooked.

“It also helped that the ingredients that Lord Thor brought were in good condition. Originally, freshness is important in cooking.”

In front of Carl Kansi, who nodded as if he was very satisfied with the dish he had made, Emmet continued his meal with a short mutter, ‘You’re doing quite well.’

On the second day out of Thor, we are heading towards Levien.

Since there was nothing to do in the city, when I insisted on acting alone, saying that I would help the allies from Levien join, I expected Saint Deoni’s tremendous resistance, but unexpectedly, the Saint’s reaction was calm.

Well… He frowned and pressed his temple as if he was in trouble, but he didn’t stop saying no. However, it was not unconditional acceptance, and it was still dangerous to be alone, so he suggested a compromise of accompanying Emmet and Carl Kansi.

Originally, Carl Kansi was a great help on the journey, so he was going to accompany him even if the saintess didn’t ask for it, but Emmet, as he said, has a good knowledge of magic circles and other installation magic, so he wanted to leave it so he could stay in the city and focus on defense. .. There was no other option in the wind that was nailed in at all.

Emmett, who had embarked on a sudden journey, shook his head and laughed, and Carl Carnsey calculated the route without saying anything and prepared the necessary items, as if he was quite satisfied that he was free from group life for the first time in a while.

With the guidance of Carl Kansi, who had completed preparations in just two days, we left Sohr unnoticed this morning, and only had time to eat and rest when the sun rose in the middle of the sky.

“The horses are also in very good condition, probably because they were chosen from strong ones among the warhorses? Maybe we will meet a day or two earlier than expected.”

The map Carl Kansi is examining while eating is a copy of the military map provided by Lord Thor.

As he was pretending to support the Demon King’s Army until he turned to our side, he had quite a lot of useful information, and one of them was information on the Demon King’s military base deployed in the area.

In the situation of the Demon King’s army, some secrets were leaked through the barrel, so it must have been like a thunderbolt… but what can I do? The base doesn’t even have feet, so the locals have to endure it. Our purpose is to deliver that to allies advancing hard.

Being spies of the empire and the royal family is not all-powerful. Even if it was somehow possible to receive documents and information with space teleportation magic, sending it from this side was because there were scattered minor problems such as the location being discovered due to the use of necessary equipment and magical power.

In the end, these net exhaust information has not yet properly reached the hands of our allies. Perhaps after we deliver this time, for the first time, you will see the information plundered from the demon lord’s army being put to good use.

I was happily chewing a large piece of meat in anticipation of that moment when Carl Kansi, who had been staring at the map for a long time, tilted his head and asked a question.

“I thought about it before we left, sir… Is there a reason why a guest has to deliver this?”
“What?”
“But why are you moving yourself?”
“I know people there, and I’m better off being on the attacking side.”

It’s only once or twice that I run out and sabotage. There’s not much you can do other than being locked inside the castle walls. Borrowing Emmet’s expression, if warriors are the arrows of the gods, shouldn’t they be caught on the string of the bow rather than in the quiver and fly to the enemy?

“I want to go to the easy places like my heart, but if I do that and get hurt, there are not one or two people who will cause a game, so when I go, I try to go well.”
“Won’t only the saintess make a fuss? The other priests couldn’t even say anything.”
“Not that way. Over there.”
“…?”

Carl Kansi, unable to comprehend the situation at all because he had never mentioned my relationships in the kingdom, just tilted his head.

Even having already caught a dragon can break your back. There was no need to explain that now was the time to save oneself as much as possible, so the conversation related to that work ended there.

“Whatever it is, it means that it will be a peaceful trip until you encounter an ally. There are no unnecessary spectators, so it would be perfect for a class.”

As soon as our conversation seemed to have ended properly, Emmet opened his mouth this time. I laughed a little, wondering if I hated the onlookers who didn’t pay quite a bit…

“There are quite a few strong monsters near the mountain range, so the Demon King’s Army tends to focus on maintaining barrier crystals. They must have planned a route to avoid such a Demon King’s Army. , Aren’t many monsters appearing naturally on our way?”

The words that started to come out of his mouth were flowing in a strange direction.

“I know that my employer is good at swordsmanship… Let’s try to deal with magic as much as possible while we go.”

At the sudden declaration of practice, I tilted my head and asked a question reflexively.

“Yes? I haven’t learned even basic magic properly from Emmet yet?”
“If someone who has succeeded in dispelling even an intermediate level speaks like that, then they are either ignorant or idiots.”

This may sound quite brazen, but I quickly understood what Emmet was talking about because I had worked with Seneran on a spell for needle ejection in the past.

“Roll your head hard and try to combine them.”

If you make a mistake, the magic that runs out of control in front of the caster’s eyes will explode! It was a remark that was so dangerous that it would explode, and that stability was given away.

However, since the person who spoke those words was one of the highest level among the wizards I had ever seen, I had no choice but to follow him.

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Emmett’s prediction of the journey following his first break from Thor was very accurate.

I don’t know how good the barrier crystals used by the Demon King’s army stationed near the mountain range are, but the density of monsters was extraordinary, probably because there was an inviolable area on the vast land.

Even though it was less than three days since I was on the trip, it was comparable to the time I went to Epagasierra in Rengi, so I said everything. Fortunately, out of all the misfortunes, it was that there were not many monsters that were extremely troublesome and strong.

Of course, most of the battle was my share.

Thanks to that, I got used to the magic combination to some extent, and today I was making the werewolves that attacked our camp with electric roasting.

“Kieek!!”
“Electric-type magic seems to be similar to fire-type magic, but there are many differences. The biggest difference is that it bounces out on its own if you do it wrong, and next is that, unlike fire that spreads on its own, you need to adjust the amount of magic power and spells to achieve the desired power. I guess.”

Emmet remains unconcerned even as he watches the werewolf fall down with the moisture evaporated from his eyes and body due to excessive power. Emmett, who was tilting a teacup from unknown sources next to Carl Kansi, who was skillfully preparing the dish as if nothing had happened, was aghast as he watched another werewolf lunge at him.

Of course it has to be. Because stopping him was also my class. This time, when the electric power was adjusted and the stability was greatly strengthened, the electric magic was cast, and a huge wound was formed around the back and waist, which was hit directly by the magic that spread out in an instant, and the werewolf’s body flew away.

Unlike the electric roaster, the werewolf shook as if he had been hit by a stun gun, but did not die. Emmett turned his head for a moment to see the scene, and continued his explanation with a nod that he did not know what it meant.

“The fact that such tricky adjustments are needed is more similar to the wind series than the fire series. The wind series also needs to pay attention to compression, speed, and range. It is also the reason why I often see wind-type cutting magic for attack.”

I have no right to choose magic. Just like a chef who cooks according to the customer’s order, he composes the order according to Emmet’s instructions.

It also makes my head thump as I have to work hard to create a spell and even edit it in real time according to the precautions Emmet tells me.

“Kreurreuri…!”

The last remaining werewolf stares at me while drooling. It seems that he was the boss, but after the three werewolves who rushed ahead of him in an instant, he seemed to be hesitant, not knowing what to do.

It was funny. Either that or not, my magic will be complete.

output max. correction max. The moment I quickly tried to strengthen the stability of the magic that was created for the purpose of penetrating rather than spreading, an additional spell that I had not added was suddenly added to the magic. At the same time teeing! There was a sound of coins flipping and a fairy tale bounced from behind.

“But if all those adjustments can be perfectly matched, it’s filthy strong. How many living things can survive being struck by lightning?”

As soon as the fairy tale bounced off, it was forcibly ejected against my will, piercing the werewolf’s chest and creating a wind hole.

Confused by the magic that turned into a rail gun against my intentions, I turned around and saw Emmet, who had finished drinking the tea, shrugged his shoulders and continued.

“It’s an example of how it can be used like this. Money is lost, but suddenly it becomes physical force, not magic.”

It was an idea I had never heard or seen while in the kingdom. In fact, just as I was about to have reasonable doubts that this author might have been involved in a previous life or something, Carl Kansi, who had finished preparing the dish, straightened his back and said,

“It’s all boiled just in time, so let’s have a meal.”

It was an attitude that seemed to have no regard for the fallen werewolf, scattering the smell of burns around.