Things happen as you live your life. Have you ever talked in your sleep?
M Club - An organization of various "peculiar humans who can use magic," specializing in observing, eliminating, and capturing Cryptids.
Cryptids - Mysterious non-living entities or living creatures, mostly aggressive in nature.
"Ah, so... you just erased the records of the two most promising ones, just like that?"
I was furious—beyond the point of holding it in.
"But, you know where that area is. If they went missing during an operation there, it's not that we aren't searching—we can't find them. In that situation, what we did was the only option."
The woman with the grayish-white hair standing in front of me is someone two ranks below the top of our organization.Codename: Sarah. She's lived long enough, and in her youth, she used to live recklessly—just like me.
"No, listen. You don't know anything either, do you?Whether they're dead, alive, fish food—shouldn't you at least check?"
I was getting irritated. Normally, I would just accept things in these situations.But losing the two best members of my team all at once... it made my insides twist.And more than that, those two weren't the kind of people who would just die easily.
And one more thing—neither of them has a location signal.Dead or alive, there should be some last ping where it got cut off.But it didn't just get cut off...It vanished.
"This has never happened before, right? Signals just disappearing like that. It's not even cut off.It's as if the signal is flowing somewhere, but it's not being tracked.What was the last report?"
"It was the seventh of the eight zones we identified—the Field.Exactly seven minutes after they entered."
Sarah spoke with a grim expression.
"I have to go there right away."
I bit down on my cigarette, lighting it with just my fingertips.You didn't hear me wrong—I'm one of the few who can use fire-based magic.There are many types of mages.Some are incredibly aggressive, while others are surprisingly useless.I'll probably have time to talk about them later.
"I want to stop you, but... would you even listen to me?""Go ahead. Need a partner?"
As if this were my first time. I could handle it alone.Just prepare the helicopter.
It's not exactly a good thing that flight magic doesn't exist.
We replace firearms with a variety of things.In many ways.