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Greeted by the Event Boss, the Tower Master
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“Under no circumstances should you approach the doll on the top floor of the Magic Tower.” (Harold)
I looked around at Xandra, Monica, and Cas, and told them that.
Yes… In the scenario of The Broken Doll Hidden in the Magic Tower, the raid boss that appears is none other than the magical automaton Laila, created by the Tower Master of the Magic Tower, Lee McLaren.
Laila’s body is composed of mithril and orichalcum, rare metals that anyone with even a little experience in fantasy or RPGs would have heard of. Among the bosses appearing in Engage Hazard, she boasts one of the highest physical defense stats.
What’s most dangerous about her is that she follows only the commands of her creator, McLaren, and relentlessly attacks until all of her functions are completely stopped. Persistence… No, perhaps it should be called obsession. Moreover, if the command given applies to McLaren himself, then even he is not exempt from harm. There is no room for interpretation or consideration, making it all the more troublesome.
With such monstrous defense and action patterns, the few players of Enhaz referred to her with a mix of awe and fear as “DX Chogokin Robo Yandere Laila”.
“Haru-sama, it looks like we’ve arrived.” (Alexandra)
The carriage came to a stop. Looking out through the window, I saw a small shrine standing alone on the shore of a hill.
Beyond the water, a towering structure rose into the sky.
That was what they called the Magic Tower.
“Alright, let’s go.” (Harold)
“Yes.” (Alexandra/Monica)
“Yeah!” (Cas)
Carrying Cas on my shoulder, we stepped down from the carriage and entered the shrine.
Normally, the Magic Tower is a state secret, so it would be inappropriate for Princess Liz of the Capetian Kingdom, Saintess Christia of the Holy Kingdom, or the Holy Knight Carla to accompany us. But we couldn’t afford to care about that right now. There is no doubt that the Magic Tower was trying to eliminate us. That’s because they mistakenly believe we have come to stop their inhumane human experiments.
Well, I mean… we are actually going to stop them.
“Welcome, everyone. I shall be your guide. My name is Zacharia Tyner.” (Zacharia)
The one who greeted us inside was an elderly man with a raspy voice, wearing a purple hood.
Noticing the salamander tattoo on the back of his hand, I was certain. This guy was one of the Four Extremes.
“O-Oh! I’m Owen, the Fourth Prince. Nice to meet you!” (Owen)
Owen stepped forward and introduced himself.
He had no sense of formality, but that wasn’t necessary when dealing with the people of the Magic Tower, so it didn’t matter.
“Now then, the Tower Masater of the Magic Tower awaits you. This way, please…” (Zacharia)
Following Tyner’s instructions, we stepped onto the magic circle set in place.
And in the next instant…
“Wha—!?” (Everyone)
We were teleported in a flash to another location.
And there…
“Welcome to the Magic Tower.” (Lee)
A young man with long blonde hair, wearing a monocle, bowed gracefully before us.
He was the Master of the Magic Tower, Lee McLaren.
“O-Oh! I’m Owen, the Fourth Prince. Nice to meet you!” (Owen)
Owen introduced himself again, word for word, just as before.
I want to ask if he is sure about that, but… he is probably trying his hardest. The proof is in his right hand. He keeps glancing at it. He must have written down a bunch of notes there as a cheat sheet.
“You have come from far away. In honor of your visit, we have prepared a banquet tonight to welcome Your Highness Owen. Until then, please relax in your rooms.” (Lee)
Saying this, McLaren snapped his fingers.
And at that moment—
“Wha—!?” (Everyone)
“These individuals will escort you.” (Lee)
Appearing before us were three men and women, each wearing the same purple hood as Tyner.
On their right hands were tattoos of Undine, Gnome, and Sylph. Which meant, they were also part of the Four Extremes.
Even so—
“Hm? Oh my, is something on my face?” (Lee)
“…No, it’s nothing.” (Harold)
McLaren noticed my gaze and asked, but I quickly averted my eyes.
For this inspection of the Magic Tower, I had instructed Owen to keep my true identity a secret, so McLaren shouldn’t know. Yet, from behind his monocle, his sharp eyes study my face. Well, he had probably already investigated our party members beforehand and knew everything by now.
More troublesome than that, however, is McLaren’s unique skill—Teleportation Magic. This skill allows him to teleport himself and his allies, avoiding attacks or switching places with teammates who have higher HP. And worst of all, when McLaren’s HP drops to 10%, he automatically escapes from battle. With a 100% success rate.
So, the only way to defeat him was to unleash every party member’s highest-power skill at the precise moment before he reached 10%, wiping out his HP in one go. If we fail and he escape… he would teleport to the top floor of the Magic Tower. And then, he would activate the magical automaton, Laila.
“Well then, please enjoy your stay.” (Lee)
With a courteous bow, McLaren snapped his fingers and vanished in an instant.
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