At this point, Sophia's attitude was the same as when she was my apprentice.

I felt an uncanny sense of dread. She didn't seem to be pointing a weapon at me.
A member of the Ghosts of Sorrows. That alone would have made him an enemy, but his attitude was something Noto had never seen before, having witnessed a variety of crazy mages in his life.

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If you're not sure what you're looking for, you can always ask for help. Sofia became his apprentice nearly three years ago. She's not as dirty as Noto or the other apprentices, but she's dirty enough to warrant a capital punishment.
If her past actions were to come to light, she would be thrown in jail with no chance of a proper rebuttal.

Yes. The prison where the hunter was falsely accused, the impregnable prison of South Isteria, where guilty hunters and criminals who have absorbed too much mana material and become unruly are held.
Even now, most of the escaped criminals have not been found. In the wake of the incident, vigilance has increased. Once imprisoned, they are never allowed to leave.

'Is the motive ...... revenge against the searchers who disgraced the ...... name of the guilty!

Revenge against the Imperial City. Then I still understand. A burning rage sometimes drives people regardless of their interests.
At the question posed in a stifled voice, Sitri's eyes darkened and he made a sound as if he was about to cry.

'Don't you understand me, Master? My motivation is the quest for ...... knowledge, that's all. Sometimes you have to use unacceptable methods to unravel the laws and obtain the truth. I learned a lot from my master's uncompromising attitude. I think that Master and I may be a little alike.

We are. With those words, Noto understood everything.

Everything this woman is saying is true. She didn't become Noto's apprentice to infiltrate or anything, but to satisfy her insatiable need for knowledge, her inquisitive mind.
It doesn't matter if you're a high-level hunter, forbidden by law, or a world-destroying taboo - the woman in front of you has gone down to the Akasha Tower just for you.

'Don't you think that revenge is ...... not going to produce anything? And - false accusations?'

--And the 'worst of the worst' in front of you is trying to 'clean up' the mess.

'I really wanted to get a good 'material' ....... Master, I've always thought that golems cost too much. I've been thinking about this for a while, Master, and I've always thought that golems cost too much. Akasha is a masterpiece, but even with all the time, money, and effort that went into creating it, it still can't handle the gimmicks and phantoms of high-level treasure halls if it requires human hands to operate it.

His voice sounded as if he was expressing his opinion on his research.
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'...... Do you think you can escape? I'm here, in front of you!

'Master, you are a first-rate mage. If you can improve your master, you could have made Lucia proud, but you can't turn him in. Besides, I wanted Akasha to ....... I'm sure it's already been collected by the Empire. It's a shame.

There was no malice in that.
He did not show any agitation at the point of the cane, and sighed in regret.

Her deep blue eyes, which were different from the color of her previous information, reflected the tip of the cane.

In fact, I am the weakest in Strange Grief. As Master knows, I don't seem to have any talent for face-to-face combat, and after saying this much, I think I might end up losing. If possible, I want you to give up. ......'



This is the most basic of all the techniques used by mages in general, the 'flame bomb'.

It fires quickly and is very powerful. It is also a magic that greatly reflects the ability of the magician, and a mage as skilled as Noto can reduce two or three people to ashes without hesitation, even without chanting.

It is an attack spell of low difficulty. In an instant, the magic is ready to be cast.
Citri hasn't even gotten up yet. It's impossible to avoid at this distance.

We can't be too careful. She's not someone to be trifled with.

Just when I was about to unleash the magic that I had built up inside my body without hesitation - I suddenly felt an intense pain that made my whole body go numb.

The sudden impact caused my hand to lose strength, and my staff fell to the floor, making a hard sound. But there was no time to worry about that.
As Noto winces and lets out a muffled scream at the pain that stirs through his body, he hears the relieved voice of Citri.

It's a good thing ...... that it seems to work properly for the wise men (Master Magus) as well.

'...... ...... on ......?

Citri said as he picked one of the remaining chocolates and popped it in his mouth.

'It's a potion that suppresses the activation of magic. If the pain disturbs your mind, the magic you've built will disappear before it can get out. Hunters are used to pain, but not masters.

I'm not sure what to say. I'm not sure if you've been drugged or not.

You've been drugged! But I'm sure the story hadn't progressed to the point when he served the chocolate.
I'm not sure what to do, but I'm going to do it.

'It's just a precaution. You know that, Master. What's important for an alchemist is ...... 'preparation' and 'cleanup'. I'm weak and my master is tricky, so even if he doesn't mean to betray me, he'll do it.

This guy's a mage. A genuine mage. A slave to knowledge who doesn't trust anyone and won't hesitate to use even his own mentor of a few years. A seeker of truth.
He is a seeker of truth and feels it is only natural to trample on others. There is no one more worthy of the Tower of Akasha.

Citri finally stood up with his hands on the table in front of Noto, who staggered to his feet with his cane, still in a gnawing pain.

'Let's get this over with. There are some things that need to be evacuated before the empire collects them. ...... It was sudden and I wasn't prepared for it. ...... I'll be careful next time.

I wonder if the words are true.
The alchemist has less fighting ability than the mage. In battle, they usually deal with golems and homunculus, but Citri has no allies behind him.

If he could overwhelm them face to face, there would be no need to potion him.

In support of this idea, Citri's steps were cautious. He's getting close to Noto.

You can't use magic. It would be useless to try again. Even if I knew he was coming in advance I couldn't focus my mind in the pain as if struck by lightning.

He managed to stay conscious through the residue of pain.
But there's still a way. Just as Citri had prepared to subdue him before the battle, Noto had survived many battles before.



Put your right arm in your pocket. He puts the ring he had hidden in his inside pocket on his finger. Sitri sees Noto and calls out to him calmly.

'Don't worry, there's nothing to worry about. I'm not going to kill you. I'm going to erase all of your memories, but I'm also aiming to be a philanthropist, following the example of the ...... thousand changes.

'Don't you dare, Sophia!

Sitri's eyes widened and his gaze turned to Noto's hand.

I'm not sure if it's a good idea, but it's a good idea. Unlike ordinary jewels, however, the crystal was colorless and transparent, with green flames flickering inside.

It was a treasure trove. Noto Cochlea, who had absolute confidence in his own magic skills and needed no other weapon, had chosen a trump card.

It was a treasure tool that allowed him to stock up on one magic at a time and release it at will in exchange for a heavy burden.

The one in stock is an original spell created by Noto.
It is the trump card that sent his disciples, all of whom were advanced mages and possessed powerful magic resistance, to the underworld.

Aaron's Mist.


The magic that was once contained in the crystal is released, and the crystal returns to colorless and transparent. There were no loud noises or lights.
Citri's eyes widened, and he staggered. He rolls the table and falls to the floor.

The poisonous mist synthesized by magic is not flashy, but it creeps up on you without sound or color and cuts off your life with a single blow.
It is a trump card designed to be used against people. It doesn't even give you a chance to use antidote magic or medicine.

The lingering pain subsided before I knew it. I don't know what potion he gave her, but I'm sure it's not something that will have a lasting effect.
But more importantly, now he had to disappear. Citri had said he hadn't told anyone, but there was no proof that was true.

He wipes his mouth with his sleeve and calls out to Sofia, who is lying on her face.

Strangely enough, the anger she had felt earlier had subsided. With compassion, he called out to the girl.

'You idiot. ...... Sofia. If you had followed Akasha, you would have made it big. ......'


'You can't ...... do that, you can't ...... do that. We're ...... 'friends'.


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--Why are you still alive!

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Wobbling, but standing firmly on two legs, he coughed a few times and looked at Noto.

He coughed a few times and looked at Noto, his eyes peering through his pink-blonde hair. His voice was trembling, but the emotion in it was the same as before.

I'm not sure what to say, but I'm sure you'll understand. I'm not sure what to do, but I'd like to know what you think.

There is ...... no way. It's not possible to move,.......'

I'm not sure what to make of it, but I'm sure it'll help.

There have only been a handful of times that Noto has used this magic. But in all of them, he has definitely slaughtered his enemies.
It may not have been effective, but it was impossible for him to get up in such a short time.

Citri shook his head, slapped his pale cheeks, and smiled at Noto.

'Is this the end, Master? Will you give up? I'll take that treasure as a souvenir for Mr. Cry. Since I was the only one who left ......, it was painful for me not to bring anything back.''

'...... d*mn ......!

'Ahh ......'.

A small voice rang out as Noto suddenly ran off.

His attitude was definitely not that of an enemy. The smile on his face was the same as that of all the others.
He still has eyes. Aaron's Mist was not ineffective. Citri's steps are uncertain, as if he were drunk.

For now-- run. Run, and wait for the potion to wear off.
The safe house is still there. There's even a safe house that no one but Noto knows about, and if we can meet up with the other members of the Akasha Tower, we can start over.

If we're caught here - Citri will deal with Noto in the most mage way imaginable.
Perhaps--in a way more fearsome than death.

'I'm taking so much time to tell you what's going on, and I'm trying to convince you with all my heart, but I have one last request. I don't want to settle this with my fists like my sister! I'm not "Deep Black" anymore!

I'm not 'Deep Black' anymore!' I take the ridiculous persuasion that comes from my heart to my back.
All I can think about is running away like a madman. No--it doesn't matter if I can't escape. It doesn't matter if the Empire catches me. It's a hundred times better than being captured by the Citri.

You turn the knob and slam the door open.
Outside. Worst case scenario, she won't touch you if you're out in the open.
I scolded my faltering legs and was about to run up the stairs to the ground when...


Something cold began to fall from above my head.
Was it rain? No sooner had such a question crossed my mind, than I felt as if my strength had been sucked out of me.

I don't know why I'm here. I don't know what I'm doing.
I have to run. The commands your brain gives you are not transmitted to your body, as if they were cut off in the middle.

My consciousness is distorted as if it's been melted.

The last thing Noto heard was a muffled scream, as if a thick filter had been applied.