Episode 717 The Day of Prophecy (4)
Rei brought the two back into the temple and began to prepare thoroughly.
âIt would be nice if there was an alarm magic.â
A nearby rolling stone was used as a medium to engrave a magic circle.
This will cause noise when people or animals pass near it.
Ray randomly threw stones through the grass.
Itâs usually a beginner magic set up while camping, but one effect was good.
It will be much more effective than simply noticing it with a sense of humor.
He then started cutting down trees.
Two people.
No, if you combine the priests who will return from the castle today, you have to fight while protecting a total of three people.
No matter how much he was called Ray, it could be dangerous to protect someone while dealing with the black room.
âItâs a big deal if Iâm taken hostage.â
As if he were making a work of art, he carved a tree with all his heart, but this time he carved a magic formula.
A magic tool imbued with the Shield magic of Circle 1.
In times of danger, this will come in handy.
He made three, each according to the number of people.
As a final task, a small amount of mana was stored in the magic tool when a little magic was poured.
This would have been astonishing if a wizard with even the slightest knowledge of magic had seen it.
Thatâs because there was no such thing as a spell to store mana.
If such magic tools can be made, there is no reason to buy and sell magic stones.
Ray, who had done something unusual with a calm face, struggled.
âI want to make a trap or something.â
Anyway, they wonât be leaving the temple today.
Then it seemed okay to completely turn the temple into a fortress.
Having made up his mind, Ray immediately put his thoughts into action.
I made wooden boards and assembled them into a box-like shape.
He added magical energy to his hand, applied a magic formula, and put a handful of pebbles into the box.
There are countless ideas for traps.
Rayda, who spent more than a year in the dungeon.
I saw many pitfalls that drained my mind, and sometimes I managed to avoid them while passing through death.
âThinking about it, it helped me a lot.â
As he started making traps while reviving old memories (?), there were dozens of magic tools lined up in front of him.
Ray hid them all over the temple.
outside the temple.
ceiling.
Magic tools were driven into the floor and walls one after another.
I think this is a bit of a comparison.
Even if the black room invades right away, Iâll be able to tie my ankles.
âAll that remains is the center. Mmm.â
I wonder if itâs okay to fortify the inner center, which can be said to be the most important, as long as itâs about the outside and the border of the temple.
In one corner of his heart, he protested with one heart and a sense of morality and faith that were the size of a rat, driven to the brink of starvation.
He was confident about putting an iron plate on his face, but there was also a sense of resistance to completely altering the temple externally.
âI guess I have no choice but to ask permission.â
With the temple on the verge of being captured, wouldnât she just say sheâs a priestess?
After making plans for the future, Ray waited for her to come.
* * *
When the work was over, the sun was already rising in the middle of the sky.
The moment Ray was about to prepare lunch.
I felt a presence outside the temple.
âMmm.â
âLooks like the priest has returned.â
Seventy-three and ninety days arose.
It looked like he was going to meet him, but Ray dissuaded them.
âStay still here. Itâs going to be a headache if you come out for nothing.â
The trap is already in full swing.
The center was still fine, but a wrong move in the outer hall could turn it into minced meat.
Leaving the kitchen, Ray moved while avoiding the traps.
The appearance was so grotesque that, from a distance, it was nothing more than a drunken person.
After exiting the hallway, Ray arrived at the door and opened it.
âWelcome.â
âYesâ¦â
âDid you leave the children well?â
âThanks. When I said Kleinâs name in front of the castle gate, I was suspicious at first, but the knights helped me.â
Ray nodded.
Knowing this would happen, Klein was notified in advance.
Perhaps he was talking to the knights under his command.
After all, one job is neat.
âCome in. I was just about to eat lunch.â
âthank you. Butâ¦â
The priestess said with a suspicious look.
ââ¦Hasnât something happened to the temple while Iâm gone?â
âThis is a sacred place to worship Godâ, he added, but Ray, who was stabbed by his conscience inside, made excuses.
âI had no choice but to protect the believers.â
âbeliever? It couldnât be helped⦠what the hell does that mean?â
âUgh. Thatâs it.â
The moment I was about to say something.
The priestess stepped into the temple.
Goo-!
Ray blocked the pebble from flying straight into her face.
Puppy-!
âKyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!â
Surprised, she sat down on the floor.
Then, this time, flames erupted from the ground.
Roaring-!
âShield!â
Ray, who stopped the fire by a short distance, let out a sigh of relief.
âCareful. This is a fortress now.â
âThis fort?â
âI donât know how long it will take, but the attacker will come soon. I had no choice but to prepare.â
The priestess was dumbfounded when she saw Ray scratching the back of her head in embarrassment.
Surprised, she patted her loose leg and stood up, shouting.
âThis is a place to worship God! Itâs a sacred place! Do you think youâll be forgiven for your disrespect!?â
It would be difficult if he was not forgiven for just this amount of work, considering how much he had been rolled up until now.
Gaia would at least apologize instead.
Ray, who already had blasphemy in his head, didnât care at all about the godâs wrath.
âI am sorry. But as a result, you only have to protect the temple, right? Wouldnât it be more embarrassing if the temple was taken away from me doing nothing?â
ââ¦â
At that, the priestess fell silent.
Certainly, being killed or being eaten is better than losing the temple.
She was the one who wanted to argue more, but decided to quit soon.
The knight in front of him came purely to help him.
Wasnât it all thanks to him that I was able to entrust my children to the royal castle?
Even though the temple, which should be sacred every moment, achieved unexpected modernization, it was not a bad thing if it could protect the site.
âForgive me, Lord.â
The priestess, who had asked God for forgiveness in her heart, nodded slightly.
âall right. But please keep things that seem like insults to God to a minimum.â
Eventually, the owner of the temple gave permission for remodeling.
âI hate people who insult God the most in the world.â
He who spat phlegm, saying that even the emperor would curse at him when he wasnât there, changed into an ardent follower in front of the priestess.
* * *
After safely carrying the priestess to the center of the temple, after lunch, Ray clung to the templeâs fortifications all day.
âSince youâre making it, you have to do it right.â
Once the hand moved, the magic tool increased at a terrifying speed.
Each spell is added, and the interior of the temple is reborn as a land that is difficult for life to live.
She had repeatedly asked, âPlease minimize actions that may harm God,â but looking at the result, I wondered if I had misunderstood the word minimal as the maximum.
When the sun goes down and the sky slowly turns red.
Ray, who had been making and installing magic tools for a long time, finally stopped.
âIt is finally complete!â
complete.
You donât know how long Iâve been waiting for that word.
She, who had prayed countless times in front of a statue of a god, approached with admiration.
âIs it finally over?â
Even if it was for several hours, I donât know how much I regretted allowing myself to change the temple.
Rayâs words, âItâs over,â were a source of joy to her.
âyes. With this, you can easily stop one or two intruders.â
he said smiling.
The priestess also smiled at him.
To her, whether an intruder came or not was no longer an important factor.
How guilty he was when he saw him tearing off the ceiling with the touch of God and turning the ground upside down to plant magic tools.
My heart felt a little lighter when I thought that I would no longer have to feel that my faith was cracked and my heart was breaking.
âShall we try it out?â
âDo by that way. Itâs pointless if it doesnât work.â
Thereâs no way a person with this level of magical knowledge would fail.
Just looking over his shoulder, it was easy to see that he was a master of magic.
âCircle 3⦠no, it looks like a 4th circle. Heâs amazing at such a young age.â
To say that he is a royal knight and is also good at magic.
She didnât know that being a âmagical swordsmanâ came down as a legend because she had served God all her life, so she didnât think it was a big deal.
Seventy-three and ninety-days, who watched it together, were different.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
their eyes lit up
âIt must have been a guy with some talent.â
âIf I had another ten years⦠no, seven more years, I could have reached the 6th circle.â
I was out of luck.
When the Black Army invades.
Thatâs when his breath will stop.
The two of them, who knew even a little of the power of the Black Room, knew better than anyone else that they could not be stopped with such magic tools.
without knowing that fact.
The young man in front of me approached the magic tool.
âThen letâs get started. Just in case you donât know, donât come forward.â
After making a request to God, he finally poured mana into the magic tool.
Whoa-!
A thick stone that looks like a magic stone absorbs mana and sends a signal to all magic tools.
That moment.
A thin fog-like thing began to spread in the hallway.
âHmm.â
âIsnât it just fog?â
Seventy-three and ninety days seemed like there was nothing to see.
Ray threw the twig he had prepared into the hallway.
OK.
Pajijijijik-!
A huge electric current spread through the hallway.
as if struck by lightning.
The entire dark hallway was brightly lit in an instant.
Soon, the fog changed to a pale green shade.
âThat is poison. If you inhale it once, you will die before you can walk three steps.â
At those words, tea dripped down the chin of the priestess who was drinking black tea and watching.
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