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Leaving the room, we head straight for the magic circle to get to the shelter.

The air around us feels so chilly that it's hard to believe we're on a different path than the one we usually take.

This isn't like the evacuation drill we did last year.

A real battle.

Everyone has a serious expression on their face and keeps silent, paying attention to their surroundings.

Quietly and as quietly as possible, and as quickly as possible we move in a huddle.

We lived in a room on the upper level.

So we got to that magic circle before it was captured by an enemy force that I don't know if it was terrorists who had invaded.

”......... is not working. It's not activated.

It would have been nice to be able to evacuate from there, but unfortunately things don't seem to be going that easily.

I'm glad that Memoria touched the magic stone on the wall interior, channeling magic power and deploying a magic circle, but the gate won't open.

You can't,” she said, shaking her head, her expression dark.

The seal key is not on, so I'm able to activate it, but something is blocking me and the gate won't open.

And Memoria describes the feeling when it started.

The content was not due to any action on the part of the company, but indicated interference from others.

”Needless to say, it's something, huh?

”Yes, perhaps.

It was common knowledge among everyone except me and Memoria that the reason for this was interference from the other side.

”So is it appropriate to evacuate directly?

It's a matter of whether we can go to the transition camp in the company or in the shopping district, using the connecting corridor, or go directly to the shelter in the dungeon area.

If things don't go as planned, then we have no choice but to take the next best thing, but the hierarchy below us is playing a game.

So the decision will be made by itself.

Let's head to ......... to avoid going directly to them. Let's head for the connecting passageway. Hey, Suela, can you get a telematic confirmation of the situation?

I'm trying, but the interference is so severe.

Communication breakdown is a given. My son-in-law.

With no new information coming in, a poor move could lead to danger, but we can't stay locked in our room.

We rush out again, at least to move to the less dangerous direction.

Deciding that the elevator is too dangerous, we take the stairs.

I run down the stairs, watching for a surprise.

Stop!

Then, as you proceed, a sign tells you to stop as soon as possible.

The current position is the staircase connecting the fourth and third floors. If you want to go through the connecting corridor, you can only go down to the bottom or use the third floor's connecting corridor.

However, the sounds I hear are impossible to hear from the demon king's army equipment I usually hear.

I heard a light bursting sound, parallax, parallax, and peeked down from behind the railing.

Downstairs was a sea of blood.

The hand seen from the corner lay powerless, never to move again.

”I can't believe we're under attack this far.

”What about the other testers?

The first floor is a now disused party room.

The second and third floors must have been occupied by single testers.

The second and third floors must have been occupied by the single testers.

That's strange to me.

They could be trapped, in hiding, or

Muille's face was grim as he offered the possibility.

The reason why the last part is muddled is probably because he saw the amount of blood and thought it was a possibility but not a good omen.

Let's go to .......... I'll pick up the other testers if I can.

You decide on your next move, not wanting to see it end if possible.

Either way, the option of stopping here would be a fool's errand.

You close your eyes and listen carefully for any sign of the presence at the bottom of the stairs.

You'll be able to feel the faint magic inside your body, and yet you'll be able to move without hesitation to break through the door.

I'll go, you guys wait here.

If I'm right about the sound, then it's either me or Himikku who can handle the weapon.

Then he decides it should be me who has the weapon.

Be careful.

”Oh.

Knead the magic, one foot to the bottom of the stairs, two feet to turn, and three feet to jump into the pause .

The first and second steps are light and thumping and rhythmic, and only the third and final step .

!

”Slow

Heavy footsteps with a thud, alert in both directions, noticed me, helmet and mask, bulletproof vest, black clothes, gloves and body armor .

In the darkness, the figure reflected in the faint light of the remaining electric light.

There are five of them.

And before you can look at the black object in your arms and wonder what you're up to, the first two enemies who spotted me are going to step in between the two mineral trees before their fingers are drawn.

Slashing

That black object, a rifle, cuts off two arms, and bashes the neck with the returning blade.

This is not a dungeon.

In the blink of an eye, two lives were snuffed out, never to be resurrected.

In the face of such certain death, the enemy stops for a moment.

You take a step toward your opponent, unaware that this moment is fatal, and in your cold mind, you command your body to take another step and turn your blade.

The enemy, who had been facing the door, turns only to face you.

The two enemies who had been on guard on the other side are now turning around.

While everything seems to be in slow motion, only I move quickly.

I slice the face of the enemy in front of me to the side, sending it flying from nose to top in the air.

”Hee!

Before a spray of blood erupts, the sight frightens one of them, and the other steps back and holds his gun.

Immediately grasping the priority, you slip past the frightened enemy and slash the arm of the one who is about to fire, kicking it away and making it lie in a pool of blood.

”You monster!

I'm not going to be able to get a good reaction to the movement of less than a second, but I'm not going to be able to hit it just by pulling the trigger in the dark, and I'm going to be able to fly to the ceiling with all the strength in my legs.

To the opponent, the enemy must have seemed to disappear, despite the fact that I fired my gun at him at the side cleave.

How long would it have taken your brain to figure out where it had gone, and how long would it have taken you to figure it out?

I can only know one thing.

”You get that name a lot.

This man's life would have ended before then.

Is there a man alive who has been cut off from the base of the left side of his neck to the opposite side of his body in a flash from the ceiling?

A battle that was over in the blink of an eye, the last man standing before the struggling man, surviving, stamping his heart as hard as he could. Stomp your heart as hard as you can.

Ka-ha!

I tried to hold it down between me and the floor, but it was too much trouble to be moved.

Ah, yawning eyes.

The voice of a man who speaks like a goldfish.

He must have seen the viciousness in my eyes.

”I'm not from your tribe, by all means.

The result of the killing, called the devil.

I'm not complaining.

That's all I did.

If you ask me if I don't have a sense of disgust or guilt, I can answer that I do, but I'm comfortable with this decision.

I was going to ask him why he did this, but I looked into the man's eyes as he said it and realized it was useless to question him.

”Fanatic.

He put his foot down and shook the mineral tree to at least make it less painful, and snapped its neck.

I saw a bad thing.

I saw the same eyes as those of the knights I'd seen when I went to Isreal with Memoria.