When I left the mansion, I saw a tart dressed in assassination gear.

''I have brought the equipment for you, Rougu-sama. I'm ready too.''
'Tart, I knew you were listening to me. But you know what I mean.　We have to reach our destination 320 km from here in half a day. We can't follow you on a tart.

My father and I both dared to realize that the tart was listening and left it at that. Because she's my assistant.
　My job is easier with her there.
　But I can't rely on her this time. I have to continue running as fast as I can from here to make it in time.
If it weren't for me who has [Super Recovery], I wouldn't have the strength and magic power.

''I can't go with you. But I can pull Rougu-sama to the limit. Even if Rougu-sama with 【Super Recovery】, if I run with all my might, my magic and physical strength shouldn't be able to keep up with the recovery of my magic and physical strength. I'm going!

Without listening to my reply, Tart uses the original wind magic I taught him.
　A magic that creates a streamlined wind ward and tears the air apart to reduce air resistance and gain speed. It's called the Cowl of Wind.
　And then he ran at full speed.

I run behind it in a tizzy.
　Half of my kinetic energy is used to counteract the drag after 40km/h, and the more speed I run, the more the drag increases exponentially.
　If he ran as fast as he could in time, he would expend an amount of magic and strength that [Super Recovery] couldn't keep up with.
　However, if Tart used his magic to cut through the wind and move forward, I wouldn't have to deal with the wind's resistance, and I would be able to advance with the energy and magic consumption that 【Super Recovery】 could catch up with.

As much as I'm able to make it easy, the tart is desperate.
　Running as fast as I can while creating a wind cowl is a major drain on my spirit and strength.
　Even from behind me, I can see that I'm breathing sluggishly and sweating profusely.
　Still, I never slow down.
　Would I have done so for an hour?
　Tart's legs stopped. His legs were rattling and shaking.
　The limit. No, the limit had long since been exceeded. His willpower had pushed him past the limit and he couldn't even keep up with it.

''I'm sorry. That's as far as I can go.''

Breathlessly, the tart squeezes out the words.
　I line up next to her from behind her and place a hand on her shoulder.

'Thank you. Tart helped me conserve my strength.

For an hour, this hour, my magic and strength were only depleted to the extent that my [Super Recovery] recovery could catch up with me.
　Thanks to that, I can do my best from here on out.

''........Rougu-sama likes Dear-sama, right?''
Yes.
Then good luck with that. I'll see you both back. I'll be waiting for you all the way back, Master Lug.

Tart smiled and popped me on my back and sat there.
　The tart looked like he was about to cry, despite his smile.

'I'll be back,'

I leave such a tart and start running.
　Because if I stop here, the tart's efforts will be in vain.

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I just keep running.
　As I run, I take the dye out of the backpack the tart gave me and dye my hair, and put on a disguise to change the look of my face, and then cover my face with a scarf.
　In the unlikely event that they think Touahade is involved.

We entered the mountains.
　The road to the Vicone territory isn't all flat straight lines, there are both beast paths and mountain paths.
　As usual, the trunks and branches of trees are covered with magic power at the moment of impact to provide a foothold and gain speed in a three-dimensional track.
　There are two mountains.
　Right now, it's the first of those mountains.
　If I wanted to reach the vicone territory in half a day, I couldn't be foolish enough to traverse two mountains.
　When I climbed to the top of the first mountain, I put on a runner and jumped off the cliff.
　At the same time, I chanted a magic spell.

''Wings of Steel.''

It's an original created by [the one that weaves the formula] as well as [shooting] and other things.
　It produces a hang glider made of lightweight metal aluminum.
　If it's too much trouble to climb over two mountains, you can fly from the top of the first one and climb over the second one.

The wings of the hang glider catch the wind and soar through the air.
　The wind caresses my cheeks.
　The hang glider has no power. It's just gliding.
　Unless there's an updraft, we're slowly losing altitude.
　At the rate we're going, we won't have enough altitude to make it over the mountain. The wind won't blow then we can blow the wind.

''[Calling the wind]

He rode the rising tide of his own creation and gained altitude all at once.
　And I made it over the second mountain.
　We had gained a lot of distance.
　There is a border between the two mountains. As expected, hang gliders are too conspicuous.
　That's why I had set up a spontaneous annihilation technique that would make it disappear in a few minutes.

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After landing, we sprinted through the border.
　On the way, we ate some preserved food and made water with magic to quench our thirst.
　It took us just over five hours to traverse the 320 km of road.
　There was a reason they were able to travel so fast and yet avoid the public eye.

It's because I've been here many times to meet Dia.
　Otherwise, there's no way I could have gotten this far so fast with a lazy map of this world. The first time I came here to see Dia, I was lost.
　I didn't think my once-a-month secret meeting would be useful here.
　Finally, we reached our destination.
　The Vicone territory, the city where Vicone's mansion was located, was a battlefield.
　I hide myself in the woods about two hundred and fifty meters away from the battlefield.
　Since Vicone is only a count, the mansion should be described as a castle.
　It's also walled with walls that are designed to fight, and it's on the outskirts of the city.

By taking advantage of its walls, Count Vikone's vassals have managed to hold out.
　However, the minutes are not good.
　The numbers are too different.

Even with the geographical advantage of the walls, the aristocracy has no more than two hundred compared to roughly one thousand five hundred. Although the number of people is more important than the number of people, the number of magicians is more important than the number of people, but it's not a battle if they are this different.
　It's a good idea to have a few of them in your home, but they're not going to be able to get out.

No, it's not right. How can you keep them down?
　As far as I can see with these eyes, the number of magic holders is also overwhelmed by the aristocracy. If you're a magician, it shouldn't be too difficult to jump over the city walls.
　I still have my doubts. The aristocracy faction is dreadfully concerned about the windows of the castle.

''So that's what it is.

...I think I understand the situation. Because Dia was here, this castle hadn't fallen yet.
　I hide behind the trees and kill the signs.
　Before we sneak into the mansion, let's create a bit of a commotion here to cut down on this momentum.
　It's not good to have a situation where the castle is about to fall at any moment.

''Let's be prepared ... the only way to save Diah is to kill those who try to take her away from us.

I don't want to kill people if at all possible. But it's impossible to save Diah without killing someone in this situation. I decide to get my hands dirty in order to accomplish my highest priority.
　You use original magic to create a gun.
　This time, I don't use a silencer.
　This is because if you increase your firepower to the point of killing an opponent who is covered by magic in a battlefield state, you cannot hide the sound of the explosion.
　I put magic power into Touahade's eyes.
　On the battlefield, the difference in power between magicians and non-magicians is huge, and it is said that you need a hundred non-magicians to fight against a single magician.

To put it another way, killing one magician is the same as killing a hundred people.
　Touahade's eyes can see magic power. Normally, you can't sense the opponent's magic power unless you get quite close, and it's difficult to identify the magician.
　However, with these eyes, you can tell who has magic power as long as they are in your field of vision.
　He breathes in deeply, and as he exhales, he exercises his fire magic and explodes inside the iron cylinder.
　The tungsten bullets are spat out, creating a large hole in the chests of the magicians who were fighting on the front lines.

First, one.
　Another one with a bullet in it immediately.
　Killing them without hesitation.
　A move that pursued efficiency without a single waste or hesitation.
　Then, when it was the fourth person, the change came.
　The magician takes up a position where a mere soldier can be used as a shield, and even more so, based on the situation and sound of his companions being killed, he identifies the direction where the archers are, and dispatches his soldiers towards us, and the archers come raining down arrows.
　With your gun on your back, you leave the area and begin to move to the other side, taking a large detour.

'I knew you knew the guns.

He was too quick to respond.
　They identified the cause of death as a long-range attack and tried to crush the shooter.
　The reason for this is simple.
　Because Deere had already shown the shooting.
　That was probably the reason why he had been able to hold out for the last three days.
　Dia's shooting accuracy is about three hundred meters. From the windows of the castle, she deterred those who tried to cross the gates with a shot that was powerful enough to kill even the magicians.

It should have worked very effectively.
　However, not only did it reduce the number of enemies, but the fact that they were being targeted by snipers would delegitimize them.
　Most of the magicians are nobles or their branch families.
　On top of their status, they can't use up the powerful hand of a magic power holder.
　If they were scroungers, they would rush in and kill someone at the same time, but some of them would be able to fight their way over the walls, but the magicians can't use their magic to do that.

If the magicians didn't come forward, Vicone's magicians could overwhelm the aristocracy's ordinary soldiers while using the city walls. That's why they were able to hold out for three days.
　Pick up the sound with wind magic.

What the soldiers are shouting about is that there are others besides Countess Vicone who can use the magic of the iron gravel.

Visibly, the enemy's invasion has been delayed.
　The fact that four out of 1,500 soldiers were killed doesn't seem to matter, but the fact that only the magician was killed with pinpoint accuracy has increased the unrest.
　Now is the time to go after them.
　After the detour is over, I create a metal bow and arrow with magic while hiding in the trees on the other side of the forest. It's an application of magic to create metal.
　That arrow was special. It has an attachment.
　To the attachment is attached a jewel with a red light trapped inside.

I didn't want to use this card but I guess that's not going to happen.

The essence of the gemstone is a foul stone. It is also a stone that is on the verge of a critical point of magic power.
　The foul stone is a stone that has the property of storing magic power, and is originally used to measure the amount of magic power.
　It is a speciality of Vikone, and it is something that could be generated by magic power by examining the necklace that Dia gave me.
　However, if you pour in magic power that exceeds the limit, it will shatter and the trapped magic power will unleash.
　In the past, I nearly blew up Touahade's mansion with this stone.
　After several experiments, it was found that putting 70% of the magic power converted to the flame attribute, 20% of the wind attribute, and 10% of the earth attribute's magic power is the most powerful at the time of the outburst, rather than putting in colorless magic power.

The foul stone, which is already on the verge of criticality, is further filled with magical power.
　With a snap, the foul stone cracked. The criticality has been exceeded.
　He drew his bow and released it.
　Leaving a trail of red light, it slips through the trees and lands in the center of the aristocracy's soldiers.
　And seven seconds later.
　Light flooded out, and a huge explosion erupted.
　The flames created by the flame attribute exploded, including the wind that was engulfed by the wind attribute, and the magic power of the earth attribute transformed into countless pieces of iron and scattered like bullets in the blast.
　The area of effect of the blast was about two hundred meters. The secondary disaster caused by the iron fragments blown away by the blast would extend another hundred meters from there.

Like a toy, dozens of people are blown away, burned by the blast, and pierced by pieces of iron.
　The Foul Stone had the magical power of three hundred ordinary mages.
　This is what happens when it explodes.

The amount of magic I have is more than a thousand times greater than that of an ordinary person, but the amount I can release at one time is hard to raise, and at best it's only seven to eight times that of a person, so it's not much of an achievement.
　But with these foul stones, I can do this kind of trick.
　I shot three more foul stones into the enemy's densely packed area, and while I was at it, I used [gunfire] to punch out another magician before leaving the place. It's dangerous to stay here any longer.

That could be called an assassination of sorts.
　Assassination means to kill or injure the target from outside the target's consciousness without revealing their true identity. Right now, the magician who died from my [gunshot] and the people who were blown up by the explosion of the foul stone died without even realizing who killed them.

It's not the pride of an assassin that keeps me committed to assassination, it's because I can't get my hands on anything else.
　If you go in head-on, you will be crushed and killed by the difference in numbers. It doesn't matter if you have a gun or a foul stone.
　But if it's an assassination, you can plunge the enemy into confusion so unilaterally, without even showing up, and reduce their strength.
　Now, the three foul stone explosions have completely buoyed the aristocracy's soldiers.
　Even the magicians who were supposed to be reliable have begun to be frightened because they don't know what they're fighting against, and the fact that they've begun to realize that the magicians are being targeted as a priority has added to their fright.

'Vikone's soldiers are well trained. They seem to know it's a proper opportunity.

It was a defensive battle, Count Vicone's soldiers opened the gates and charged.
　Even though they have thinned out quite a few, there is still a difference in numbers in the current situation.
　But even though there is a difference in numbers, the enemy is in a state of extreme panic. We can go on the offensive here.

In fact, Count Vicone's soldiers, mainly magicians, began to kick the enemy to the curb.
　The battlefield was in chaos.

This will buy us some time.
　I don't want to overturn the outcome of this fight alone, to begin with.
　The current series of attacks is a diversion.
　It's not a one-sided fight that will keep me and Dia's attention away from their moves, it's better to have a big crowded fight where we can't afford to look elsewhere.
　Besides, the use of the foul stone has two other purposes.
　It's a stepping stone to save Dia.
　Come on, it's not hard to sneak into the mansion now. So, let's go. To assassinate Deah.