Twin-Faced Tower Izermar: El-Melloi's Request for Help

"Lord, the Animusphere princess and the Fourth Mage have arrived."

Just as he was preparing to head to the battlefield in person, an attendant brought him this news.

"What are they doing here at a time like this? Wait..."

As though something had occurred to him, he frowned. His mind raced as he considered the role Animusphere had played in this attack, but his expression soon relaxed.

"Then I shall go meet them myself. I hope Animusphere brings good news."

"It seems Izeluma is at a disadvantage right now. Without the support of the Ley Line, many large-scale magecraft spells cannot be activated in time. If their connection to the Ley Line could be restored, they should not be at a disadvantage even under attack. After all, the enhancement provided by a Magecraft Workshop must not be underestimated."

With the aid of her Mage's Garment, Olga Marie sensed the magical energy flowing through the atmosphere, using its currents to assess the state of the battlefield in real time.

Of course, this was only the most basic kind of Mage's Garment. Animusphere had even launched enormous Mage's Garments resembling satellites, suspended beyond the Earth in an array that watched over the entire planet.

Gray looked at the wound and secretly clicked her tongue. From the injury alone, she could imagine how dangerous the situation had been.

"Then, Marie, are we here to help Izeluma?"

Aoko examined the wound, subconsciously thinking of the sharp blades wielded by those dolls. Their shapes seemed to match perfectly.

"No. Though we can help, we must decide how to help depending on the circumstances."

"It looks like a wound made by a sharp blade. It should have been left by those pale-white dolls."

But even though the spell had been completely destroyed, it still