In the Royal Castle. In Everis's workshop, where there are still a lot of junk-like objects.

"Huh?

　Everis, who was lazily lying on the sofa reading a document, woke up when he felt something glowing outside the window. At the same time, he felt a slight surge of magical power.

I'm not sure what's going on here. ...... Some kind of trap has been set in motion?
　I'm sure the prototype heat source sensing trigger trap was set to not work unless it detected two or more heat sources.

　Everis nodded his head.

　Rene is going to attack Teirakainen tonight. Everis was going to test run the traps tonight to make sure that no army would suddenly attack King's Landing on a day like this. Most of the traps have been drained of their magic power and are ready to operate.
　The heat-sensing transfer trap near the city wall was one such trap. Heat source detection is not usually used as a trigger for traps because it often malfunctions and it is difficult to distinguish friend from foe, but since most of my allies do not have body heat, I thought it might be useful. To be honest, most of it was just 'I wanted to try it out'.

I hope it's a malfunction,......, but it's not,......, an intruder?
　This is the kind of thing where you should have put the ...... sensor and camera on first.

　I had to wrap my head around it.

　You'll be sent by the transfer trap into a fortress-like outer rim dungeon built around the city walls.
　The concept of that fortress, which is still under construction, is a 'single battle golem'. If anyone attacks, it will intercept them with its automatic turrets and head for the royal castle ...... or kill them in the belly if they enter to attack the fortress itself.

　For this reason, the fortress has a magical defensive structure as part of its walls, making it difficult to probe the inside from the outside with magic. Nevertheless, there are no sensors or alarms to monitor the intruders.
　Well, if we shut off the magic supply, we can see through it since it has no magic defense, but we want to keep the traps running in case there are intruders inside.

　Everis tore one of the unfinished callers from the pile of callers on his desk, and wrote a formula on the spot to specify the destination of the communication, and activated it.

"Ah, hello?　I'm in the castle. This is Everis, Chief of Staff and Technical Advisor.
　There might be some intruders in the castle, so could you please go check out the walled dungeon using human (zon) sea battle techniques?
　The traps are working, so be careful. Please lead the Zakos that you don't mind breaking.

　The undead, who had retreated into the castle to test the trap, began to act.

　.

　Etre was in a stone room that was square like a dice.
　However, the room was only dice-shaped at first, and was now becoming as thin as a book.

"d*mn, the walls are ......!

　There was the sound of heavy gears turning, and the front and rear walls were closing in.
　I've heard a lot about pressurized rooms, but it's surprisingly rare to actually see one. It is a simple but terrifying trap in which the ceiling and walls close in on you, eventually flattening you inside.

　The first thing to do is to recognize a room with such a trap and not enter or be trapped in it. However, since you've been thrown into a transfer trap, that's no longer possible.
　There's no escape route in sight. The most effective way would be to destroy the trap. If there is a trap, it means that there is a cavity for it, and it is certainly more fragile than an ordinary wall.

　However, even if I slashed at the approaching wall, I would only receive a hard response. My hands went numb.
　Magic... probably wouldn't work. As a holy knight, Etre is also proficient in sacred magic, but sacred magic is not good at destruction. In the first place, the entire building seems to have magical defenses, so ordinary magic will not be able to damage it.

Then take this: ......!

　Etre took out what looked like a silver sugar cube attached to his waist belt.
　It flapped and unfolded as if it had been folded multiple times. It swelled to several times its original size and took on the shape of a shield.

　The Silver Giant's Additional Armor. It's a magic item that was created in the past, before the world was almost destroyed by demons, when the human race was said to have more advanced technology than now.
　It is a barrier that can be attached to armor or held in the hand, but Etre has turned it into a sticking rod. The supposedly sturdy armor made a grating sound.

　Etre deployed three more armor plates in rapid succession, placing them on the floor and holding them up between the walls. Seeing that the armor plates were slowly cracking, he pulled out his sword and used it as support.
　Equipment to protect Erminio. It was a masterpiece made with the full power of the Drouet family's wealth. He had no choice but to bet on the strength of this magic item.

　The gears creaked irritably, and finally the wall stopped.

"Thank God. ......

　Etre was relieved.
　The room had already been compressed to about the width of an adult's shoulders.

　But the relief was short-lived.

"......, I can't move .......

　Etoré was no longer able to even turn around. He could barely crab-walk his way through the narrow room.
　How can we save him from this situation? The only thing he could think of was to wait for an ally to save him from the outside.

　But this situation. I wonder what the other four are doing. I had a feeling that the other three, except for Edgar who was swallowed by the magic circle with me, were also being attacked by a trap somewhere.

　I can't help but worry about my colleague Alfonso.
　I don't really care about Loretta herself, but the magic item she's carrying should be useful for escape. I hope she's okay.
　And above all, Erminio. I'm the kind of person who would like to ask the gods why such an idiot was born from an illegitimate son of a man who looks nothing like his father, Drouet Gou, but Erminio's guardianship was entrusted to me by Gou himself. He must not fall into the hands of the undead.

　Ettore had no choice but to stay put, but he suddenly thought he heard a strange sound and looked down at his feet.



　The floor was clear and rippling.
　Water was beginning to flow into the room, which had become vertically flattened.

Now ............

　I'm sorry.

　The silver blade approaches with a screaming engine sound.

What's this, what's this, what's this?　No, no, no, no!

　A saw like a silver disk is chasing Loretta down a long, narrow corridor. The blade, with only half of its face showing, rushes through the walls, the floor, and the ceiling, spinning so fast that it sparks and comes at Loretta. The moment she stops, she will be dismembered and die a horrible death.

There's something I can use: ......!

　Loretta frantically went through the inventory in her brain of items that Erminio had in his possession.
　Loretta's main job was to carry luggage using storage magic. She devotes her magic power to Erminio, who likes to carry around a lot of magic items.
　However, Loretta is only allowed to carry large, infrequently used, or large quantities of items. Items with simple destructive power are often carried by Erminio himself or Edgar.

　If that's the case, storage magic is more of a hindrance in this situation.

It's just so heavy!　≪"Item Box!

　A large number of items were thrown into the aisle.
　A coffin-like object, a rolled-up carpet, an obscure metal box, a bag of small items, and other such items were scattered about and cut up by the spinning saw.

　I'm not naive enough to think this will stop it.
　However, by giving up her storage spell, Loretta was able to use magic with her free hand.
　She took out a mana potion from the storage and drank it to recover the magic power that had been sucked by the storage spell.

　Loretta chanted as she ran backwards.
　A spinning saw is coming at her as if to squeeze up the aisle.
　But what Loretta sees is the other side of the gap between the saws.

"Short Teleport!

　Loretta had jumped over the swarm of spinning saws and landed on the passage she had just run through.

"Barker. I'm not going to risk my life on some random adventure for a bunch of pussies. ......

　As the saw flew away, sparks flying, Loretta wiped sweat from her brow.
　But.

"No, no, no.

　As if she heard the snide remark, the group of saws suddenly braked and began to back up, spinning in the opposite direction. That is, back toward Loretta.

"Don't come back!

　Loretta began to run like a maniac over the pile of half-ruined magic items.
　Her lungs felt like they were going to burst.
　Her lungs were about to burst. Even if she tried to use physical attacks, she could only use simple earth elemental magic, and she needed earth and stone to do so.
　If this building had been just a pile of stones, she could have extracted the walls and floors and used them for magic, but instead, like the city walls and castle walls, it had magic defenses that drew magic from the earth's veins.

Oh, no!　God help me!　I'm going to live a serious life this time!

　I'm going to live seriously this time! Behind her, the sound of entanglement approaches. Gradually, louder.

"Miss!　Get down!

　A voice called out from ahead, and Loretta obeyed before she could assess its validity.
　Before she could assess its validity, Loretta obeyed.

　A bearded bandit (Thief) emerged. Edgar.
　Edgar was holding three glass balls in each hand between his fingers.
　And he threw them sharply.

　There was a sound like a burning tongs plunged into water.
　When he turned around, the ball that had struck the spinning saw had broken, and the liquid inside was pouring down on him.
　The silvery blade of death slowed down, shuddering, and then stopped moving at all.

　As she fell, Loretta breathed hard to catch her breath. Before she knew it, she was drenched in sweat. Her throat felt as if it was sticking and bleeding.

You almost made it.

　Edgar let out a long, thin breath, as if to let out his fear.

"Edgar. What's wrong with this?
"It's called 'Acid of the Acrocles'. If you put it in the medicine ball and hit it, this kind of trap will break down easier than you think.
You're good. You're the best guy at the party after all.
"Heh, maybe you'll take me out for the night.
No. I only sleep with guys with good looks. I only sleep with guys with good looks, and if they have money, that's great.

　Incidentally, Loretta had already forgotten the vow she had made to God while on the run.

　When Loretta finally got up, she looked around carefully to see if the spinning saw was really broken.

'This is it, isn't it?　The strange buildings around the city walls.
"That's right. It looks like we've been transported into it.
So, what are we going to do now?


"What are we going to do? We're going to have to run. ......

　The two of them kept silent and swallowed hard.
　The sound of someone's footsteps was approaching.