
A purplish glow radiated out from the body of the cloaked-robed lady in tatters. From all angles, he was surrounded by black-robed magic knights.
There are four witches. Each of them is reciting a mantra while directing both hands to the woman in front of them. While they were casting spells, the woman in front of them let out a silent scream. There was only an expression of pain, no sound. Silent.
The woman floated. The purplish aura kept coming out. It radiates from its white skin layer. As if pulled by four other witches. His face was pale eloquently, enduring the whack.
The woman closed her eyes, she was fighting back. Against the compulsion that torments his body. The pull he felt made wounds on several parts of his body.
Meanwhile, in the conscious mind of the woman. There is an incredible imperial aura. A point of light that has great power. That power was sealed and buried in his unconscious. Together with that great power, there was also a protective magic that was deliberately planted to protect the great power from the wrong hands.
The magic ritual had been going on since the restrained woman was 4 years old. It had been many years since he was tormented and it had been many years that the witches who were restraining him tried to penetrate his subconscious to seize the great power that was deliberately sealed within him.
"How's it going?" A woman came into the room. The woman who entered was none other than the magic chancellor.
"Sorry chancellor. It seems like the seal we managed to open is slowly closing back as usual." Reply to one of his subordinates.
"Emmm.. Goddamnit!" The furious face called out one name. The chancellor turned around. "What about the second child? Have you been caught?" Ask Chancellor.
"The magic knight who took care of the child lost track of the chancellor." Reply to another one of them.
"Ahhrrgc. Basic useless." Chancellor growled. Turn around again and look at his loyal aide. "Sekromentus, bring the boy to me right now." Said firmly.
Without replying, Sekromentus turned around. With magic it disappeared instantly. Not because of dimensional magic but because of acceleration magic. The magic that makes Sekromentus can move quickly like a sound even though he is not young anymore.
The magic chancellor walked forward, towards the woman who had been hovering earlier. Emitting a purplish dim light. He looked at the woman. "Emmm.. I still haven't surpassed you, even though you've been dead a long time."
The woman he was looking at was Anne Drigory.
In a different room, the magic chancellor's residence.
"I'm sorry I'm troubling you guys." Anne lowered her head, showing guilt for the unrest and misunderstanding she had caused the holy knight.
Seeing Anne who was fine, made the excess worries of the holy knights subside. At least for now.
Smits grinning. "Anne!" Slow down without anyone listening. His brain was filled with all sorts of questions. What else if it wasn't about Anne herself. Although he was clearly seeing Anne at this time, there was no strangeness whatsoever that he felt. But, why did her inner being still refuse to believe that Anne was okay.
Those confused thoughts vanished as Anne glanced at Smits. Look with beautiful eyes dark brown. Dazzling, graceful and makes the heart cool. Yes, from the beginning Smits was quite amazed by it.
"Mr Smits. Sorry to bother you." He smiled quietly. That smile also gave off various thoughts of Smits. Destroys Smits' ego and makes him believe it's true. It's true, Anne's fine. It's true that Anne has a curse and it's true that only the chancellor of magic can help Anne.
"Ah, yes. No papa." Awkward reply. The words made her forget the fact that how bad and scared Anne was. Kala Anne held her arm tightly.
Anne and the holy knights chatted, so cheerful as if nothing heartbreaking had ever happened. They talk a lot about magic, about the town of Lockdown and the good things that exist in the city. Anne turned into a graceful story woman. They meet when they first meet in the forest. As he was still wearing shabby clothes full of wounds, his fear and trembling were being chased by ghosts.
"What if we leave tonight!" Gildarts on Smits. "Don't it be hard to find a good place to sleep out there. We'd better leave early tomorrow." Straightly.
"Can you Mr Gerald?" Smits looked at Gerald.
"Of course Mr. Smits. We'll prepare provisions for you." Mannered reply.
The sun was falling outside the city. The light coming from the west is now slowly fading away. Black shadows began to appear along with an orange sky above the head. There are many who do not realize if soon the night will arrive.
For those who enjoy the party. A party to let Nora go. As before, this festive feast was only to release Nora who would soon be allowed into the city of Lockdown.
Together with the blackened orange sky. The lights of the magic knights became lights for the party lovers. They all cried out to Nora.
Nora who saw that blushed in embarrassment, shedding tears. Say sorry and thank you to anyone who supported him. To anyone who expects much of him. Especially for families who have long been left behind by those elected candidates before Nora.
An old mother approached. Hugged Nora and gave her a bottle of orange juice. Stored in a simple bamboo container. Home-made orange juice. The favorite juice of the child of the old mother who hugged Nora.
"Give this to Gisla, this is his favorite drink. He said expectantly.
Nora hugged the old mother and nodded. He smiled then grasped the bamboo container that the old mother had given him.
Gisla is the son of the old mother, as well as the young woman who was elected six months ago. Just like Nora, Gisla is also released with a party to enter and fulfill the magic chancellor's call. Not just Gisla, there are some. Every six months to be exact and none of those who enter the city are seen again the trunk of his nose.
For the nope, that was natural. Not something strange. They realize that if they become magicians and direct disciples of the chancellor of magic, their children who enter the city of Lockdown must be very busy. They all entered bringing hope, once again hope that they would all have a place in the city. The hopes of the nope who do not know when will be realized.
Then Nora hugged her mother. He broke into tears as he was about to leave his mother alone in the valley while he was about to enter the city. He can't afford. His mother assured him that he would be fine, moreover all of them nope were family. The other nope convinces Nora, if they will all accompany her mother.
One by one the Nope who were nearby gave support. Very beautiful, they are a large family of valley town Lockdown. Nora was touched by it, while making her sure to step up.
Time passed quickly for Nora who rejoiced and would soon part ways with Mother and the big family of Lockdown city valley.
As soon as night really comes. The sun is perfect. Golden light from the south was emitted. The light extended from the direction of the luxurious tent to the city gate of Lockdown.
Everyone looked towards the tent. Blindfold. Faintly Nora looked towards the luxurious tent. Standing lined up with dashing magic knights. Led by Master Clivard, a council of magic consulates and responsible for the party of the magic chancellor's prospective student pickup.
Beside and behind him were several other magic knights. Full of authority. Walk slowly with the rhythm of stomping feet. They put on a serious face, there was not the slightest expression from their faces.
The knights walked over in a straight two-row formation with Master Clivard right in front.
The nope was amazed at the prowess of the magic knights. Knights who helped and sacrificed their lives for all of them. At least that's what they think.
Nora gasped as Master Clivard called out his name loudly. "Nora Lasany." Said straightforwardly.
"Yeah." Yeah." Spontaneous Nora raised her hand.
Master Clivard opened a parchment he held with his hand. A scroll containing information. He read the parchment.
"In the name of the Ancestor, the magic chancellor raised Nora Lasanria as a disciple and was entitled to enter the city of Lockdown. Nora Lasanria will be awarded the title of magic and will be guided directly by the chancellor of magic. City leader Lockdown." His words were firm, straightforward and clear.
The instant the nope cheered, was more or less exactly the same as it was six months ago. They were always cheering for any children of their kind who made it into the city. For Nora, for Gisla and for the young women who were chosen before.
"Yayeyyy!!!"
"Dora!!! Nora!"
They become enthusiastic. As oppressed people of various races who seek asylum in the city of Lockdown. Once again, Nora and the young girls before Nora who entered the city were hope. So it was very natural that they became hysterical like this moment.
"Cihh, disgusting." Whisper one of the magic knights.
"Deflect your voice. It's an interesting show, isn't it? Hehhehe." Reply to one nearby. Whispering each other.
"I didn't expect this to be very entertaining. The chancellor of magic is truly a genius." Follow one more.
The magic knights who saw how enthusiastic the nope in front of them were comforted. Because for those who know exactly if at the moment they are just playing a show. Have a party, let go of their families to become offerings of the city. Yes, they were magic knights regarding the falsity of the party and the various formalities that were taking place at this time.
The magic knights lined up knew all of these skits. They held back a laugh, enduring the cuteness they were witnessing at the moment.
Some closed their mouths, some lowered their eyes down so as not to be seen by the fools who were currently carried away.
Among those who make fun, there are also those who look down on pity. He was sad and could do nothing. He asked can follow orders even though his heart was tight.
"Neyah, don't put on a face like that!?" Nerwen rebukes Neyah.
Neyah involuntarily shed tears.
None of the asylum seekers are aware of this charade. Although it has been going on for a long time, although it has been many girls and young women taken from them.
Absolutely no one knows, except one person who is observing from afar. Someone who from the beginning felt the strangeness of the senseless party that was happening right now.
With his red eyes, he looked sharply at the magic knights. "Actually, what are they hiding?" Mumbled.
Move to Lockdown City.
Although covered with a protective dome, but the residents of the city can also feel and see the sunlight. It was all thanks to the transparent magic of the city's protective dome. Even so, it was extremely powerful to protect the city even for a large-scale attack of a demon clan like yane to occur the night before.
Research complex, Hogward school. The old building where the top-class researchers of the city of Lockdown are located.
A magic-circle and spellcant are inscribed on the walls of the basement of the old building.
There is a pole that rises a meter high next to the magic circle. On that pole, stuck various types of magic items that had various kinds of abilities.
The magic item was like a pillar complement that then radiated imperium. The result of magic items stuck. The mast was like an advanced machine powered by magic items.
The machine was created by one of Lockdown City's greatest researchers. Saint Jose, which is also one of the councils of magic consulates.
He created the machine in response to their failure to create a magic item that could open a dimensional portal.Research that has been proclaimed by Professor Asking, Aliyah, Saint Jose and other researchers of their class.
They failed to find a solution to create a third energy. A crutch that can open a dimensional portal. Without a talented person like Murd Linda Chaya, it would be impossible to open a dimensional portal.
The team of researchers who were initially optimistic about completing their research were disappointed. When the item they are trying to create suddenly malfunctions and can explode if passed on. Explosions that can occur if continued can result in fatal damage that can reach a radius of 10 km.
They finally gave up, but not with Saint Jose. He finds answers on his journey in search of new alternatives to create a tool that can open a dimensional portal.
Instead of creating a dimensional portal opening item, he instead thought of creating a tool or machine powered by a magic item that held a large empire like Aliyah's protons.
Using the machine as the third power that will support the empire or the power of the magic circle that will open.
The design that Saint Jose laid out almost looked perfect. But Aliyah even saw another failure of the plan. If the design fails, the damage radius could be two to three times that of their previous research.
Aliyah was against it, but unfortunately Professor Asking saw a great opportunity from what was revealed by Saint Jose.
That's what they're working on right now. In the basement of the old Hogward magic school complex.
"These magic spells.. It's amazing." Saint Jose. "Aliyah, he really is a genius. Can break spells like this and arrange them into magic circles to open the dimensional portal." Reciprocity.
Professor Asking stared at the machine made by Saint Jose. He gave protons to one of the researchers. "Now plug protons into the core of that machine." Her speech.
"That machine will be an energy crutch to activate the spell and open the portal." Ambitious words.
A moment later, the proton's armpit was stuck. The imperial flow filled the one-meter-high machine. The machine was glowing, the light was deep blue.
"Professor.. Let's start." Saint Jose smiled.
The four of them then stood around the glowing machine. Hold hands with each other. They said something, inaudible but seemed to be reciting a magic spell.
The machine in the middle of them reacted, the machine absorbed the empire that came out of their bodies and then moments later the machine shot a beam of light into the sky of the room.
Laser light that comes out does not penetrate the roof of the sky. The light laser then responded to the magic circle that suddenly activated next to it.
In the middle of the ritual, someone went inside and shouted loudly. "Stop Professor..!" Aliyah approached while resisting the pressure of the wind that suddenly shot out from the direction of the magic circle.
Simultaneously, the four researchers were thrown by the imperial thrust that was absorbed from the machine into the magic circle.
"Arghhl.." The bowed Saint Jose got up and looked towards his creation.
"Hey, Jose. How'd it stop?" Aliyah tried to get closer.
"Wait Aliyah.. Don't stop it." Professor Asking held onto Aliyah's approaching arm. With his calculations, Professor Asking is still very sure if this will work.
Unlike Aliyah, she did not want to take the risk. The threat of a major explosion could damage the entire Hogward magic school complex even to the local settlement. Aliyah fight. "Are you crazy Professor. This thing alan exploded. There will be many casualties."
"No, it's impossible. It's gonna work." Say it again.
While they were arguing, the machine heated up, even with a magic circle that had formed a cloud of black. Looks like a black hole in space ready to suck anything.
The resulting aura was extremely powerful, to the point that the researchers were goosebumps. "Damn." Aliyah dodged and pushed Professor Asking. Then he tried to get closer with the aim of destroying the machine and stopping the increasingly powerful magic circle.
"Exitium magicae: Exp... " Before Aliyah finished reciting the spell, she fell down and could not move.
"Ad tempus resolutum" Saint Jose said. A paralyzing magic that made Aliyah unable to move for a moment.
"Joseeeee." Aliyah with her strength tried to rise.
Meanwhile..
The machine in front of them, along with the magic circle that had been filled with black clouds reached the highest level. An explosion was really about to happen and Aliyah stared softly at him. "Oh no, it's too late."
And..
They all closed their eyes, preparing for the imminent explosion. Their adrenaline peaked. Explosions too...
"Armghhhhhh!!!!!" They all screamed loudly.
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