Beginning with disqualification, the Growing Magic Guide Road! - Spell Development Sometimes War Jou

Episode 85: The Handle That Seen

- I have a Berserker.

It's a fold back to Ceylan after defeating an enemy demon mentor with anti-sexist magic.

When I turned my gaze to the distant noise, I saw a sight like that that that was all I could think of.

The identity of that Berserker is Deet, a trace of the Rustinel family. When he lightly takes a noisy chemical weapon called the Guillotine and plunges it into an enemy soldier, people dance in the sky.

Naturally, there is no freedom to fly. It's totally compulsive, and Deet's one mind. Besides, the enemy soldiers are desperate at the time they decide to reverse bungee, as if they had no salvation.

The instructor who performs and assists with the reverse bungee is horrible because he has a bright red smile on his face. His red-brown hair has already changed to bright red because of the pouring blood. Exactly |

The name Berserker is worthy.

And the opposing enemy soldiers, speaking, are ravaged by the stormy attack. All Deet has to do is drive his horse in and fall like a pin that was hit with a bowling ball while still falling in waves.

"Hih, he's squeezing his head now..."

Eleven years old shows off even the absurd trick of grabbing and dragging the heads of enemy soldiers, leaving them to grip and crush, even though it is also unscrupulous to be manipulating a giant sword with one hand. I can't help but recall the grotesque extreme expression "as if it were a tomato", which was found in a man's world reading when he was shown such a thing.

Despite my hands as small as mine, what reason is that exercised on? Just because you have an engraved bracelet that enhances your body function, you don't have half the grip level. If there was a fight or something, defeat would be lifelike. First of all, it was an instant death contract.

For the first time in such a Deet's battle, Saylan nodded as impressed as he was watching that battle in the same way as Arcs was fighting alone.

"That's from his Rustinel family. Really dependable."

Say that, yeah, yeah.

I think it's something that you can often calmly watch the sight. What kind of nerves are there around here? I always wanted this guy to stop the trend that his powers were normal.

In that way, nothing is the only Deet to show an overwhelming battle gesture.

Eurid Rain, head of Kingsguard with Seylan, is kicking his enemies with a large engraved spear. There is no roughness in the movement, a calming gesture as picturesque as sedimentary calm. As he looks at the enemy soldiers coming at him with cold eyes, he gracefully intertwines his weapons as if he were dancing even with a spear and a dance, naked, bouncing and defeating the enemy soldiers who lost their weapons.

That doesn't change no matter how many enemy soldiers there are.

If it's a cavalry, I'll cut it off the same way.

There will be more than Noah before the move.

And so is Kazuzi, a familiar person who is highly active.

Magic restrains enemy soldiers and inhibits movement. I am thorough in covering for the gap to be knocked down by the Kingsguard.

I'm not glamorous about what I'm doing, but I'm good. There is no such thing. Take a good look around and get the impression that it's moving. Faithful to the basics of being a magic guide, it can be described as a battle gesture to be studied.

"- Take my strength for myself, and admonish thee, as a rope. And stretch that tail to my hand. Old snakes crawling on the ground now. '

Restraint Assistive Magic, [Decaying Rope (Snake Rope)] seals the opponent's movement.

"- Talented Skyle. Lawyer Skyle, by thy good tongue, pay for the fire, and be a shield in clever line.

Flame defense system defensive magic, [Skyle's defense] prevents ignition and extended burning of equipment.

"- Argol's runaway diamond. Leave it to me when I run away. It rains and pours down on the ground, and that rain roots on the ground. Lord Bear, but Lord Tiger, but when I step on it, it hurts and I can't move. A soothing gizzard that plays and scatters and stabs your feet '

Installation-based Aggressive Assistive Magic, [Argol's Rhomboid Sprinkle Method] causes an enemy to inflict foot injury.

The only word that comes to mind is precisely clever. The odd laughter of "Kihihi!" adds to the little cunning, but it still makes you feel a deep understanding of magic from the spells you use.

That battle gesture seems to be of particular interest to Seylan, and that one snorts and roars. I guess it's because the way we fight is completely different between Seylan, who attacks us using aggressive magic, and Kazuzi, who prefers backup subjects, auxiliary magic. Maybe it's fresh to watch.

On the other hand, in a battle gesture, Noah is still the most eye-catching one.

Using magic to freeze the ground is the usual tactic. Relative enemies slip. I can't move. So I can't move as I think. He walks through the hallway of the mansion as if he were walking, poking and killing relentlessly with an icing sword.

Is it right to say it's just processing rather than standing together?

By the way, Noah doesn't slip on ice because he has stamps on his shoes.

When I heard that, I did a lot of engraving on my shoes before I went into battle myself - anyway.

That's not Dade who was a squire under Crave. Its strength is just overwhelming.

If I can't do that much in the first place, I guess I can't follow Crave.

The Deets are back here now, either because they turned to offense or because of the situation.

Multiple cavalry attacked me as I dealt with the infantry that had been driven away by the championship cavalry.

Noah, who saw it,

"I don't really want to use this..."

Exhale like a troubled breath and make such a forethought without hurrying...

"- My ice statue. Beautiful expression. No discernment, no discernment. A magnificent smallworker who also blues the Great Thief. I'll give you this pain. Instead of blood, water is shed, crushing flesh becomes ice, and zero life dissolves away. Then take on my wounds with that brittle, cold body. '

- [Disturbing substitute ice (Icey Damage Token)]

When Noah casts a spell, a light blue [magic character (ArtsGriff)] builds a magic formation, expanding greatly underneath his feet to his starting point. Immediately afterwards, a number of ice statues illustrating Noah appeared on the spot.

Its size is equal and its making is exquisite. The famous sculptor was able to feel a level of work that he believed was done.

But there is no regularity in the position that emerged, it is fragmented. Before him, behind him, beside him. It's impressive that each poses differently - but apparently it doesn't mean magic that creates obstacles.

(Hmm? Shall I give it to you? Undertake?)

Noah leaves in front of the cavalry as he feels a take on the spell Noah just chanted.

And as unprotected as if going for a walk in a sandal. Plus, for some reason, I don't even try to engage the enemy. But don't you feel critical about that behavior because you put your trust in him? Instead, I forget to even raise a warning voice because my interest in what will happen is more winning.

The tip of the cavalry spear hits Noah's head. But Noah at the time, the injury didn't get bounced off, and he was kerosene.

Instead, the same part of the ice statue was crushed.

Bakin.

"Is...?

What shouted up was such a voice of confusion.

Noah remains in a cool face despite being hit with the tip of the spear. He gets slashed or poked even more, but he doesn't seem to go through with it at all.

"He said it wouldn't work!?

"Stupid!?

"What the hell is going on!?

The cavalrymen raise their voices of surprise but do not stop their hand attacking Noah. Naturally, however, that attack does not work on Noah, while Noah also sticks out his own cutting-edge of the icing sword without worrying about the enemy's attack.

"Gu Hu!"

"Oops!

Attacking doesn't work, bouncing with horses doesn't blow up. It's such an invincible state, there's not even a rush to battle. To Noah's unilateral attack, the cavalry just goes down.

Invincible - no matter what this looks like, I just think the ice statue is replacing Noah's damaged shoulders.

I mean, who is that magic?

"Huh!? What the hell is that! Shit!"

"Oh my God, that's! Bad luck!"

Seiran and the contents of the dialogue are now spooked.

It's a coincidence that I synchronized, but it would also be natural for such a thing to pop out of my mouth.

I had no idea that magic existed, such as the magic of producing installations that would replace my shoulders with damage.

Shout out to Noah, who has been replaced with a Kingsguard cavalry and returned.

"Hey, man. That unruly magic is Noah! That's crazy, I don't care what you think!?

"And even if you say so"

"Whatever you say, yes! Take your place. Take your place!

"We are now using the description in the Fifth Anniversary [The Grinding Songs of the Mages]."

When Noah says so, if Seylan had any idea.

"- Hmm." La Pan's Runaway, "huh? In it, there's a story of a man running away from his enemy."

"Ha. That's His Royal Highness the King. You're absolutely right."

"Uhm."

I see, is the magic now applied to it? I guess I made an arbitrary interpretation of the escape substitute to take on a disaster to myself, and assembled a spell.

Noah expresses anxiety in his face.

"There's just one thing wrong with this, it's it's incredible."

"... what's that?

"There's another part of me that really gives me the impression of a narcissistic because I create an ice statue that mimics who I am..."

"Damn, I don't care! That's it!"

As I put a scratch in Noah, Kazuzi, who became handy, puts his face on and pinches his mouth.

"When the words" you, [my ice statue] are in there, aren't you inevitable projections of who you are?

"You would be absolutely right. But if you don't include that idiom, you won't be able to substitute it... no, it's really troublesome."

Or Noah who manages to proclaim it.

Meanwhile, Kazuki with his mouth pinched also has a frightened look on his face.

While there is such an act, also, each fights out thoughtfully.

... little danger to the face of being here.

The fact that the number of Kingsguards is aligned can also be cited as a factor, but because each of them is strong, they can't win even if they come together like a miscellaneous soldier.

Moreover, among the Kingsguards, there is a slight increase in the number of first-class (Kubi) names.

"... you're all around me."

A word like that leaks like a sigh out of my mouth.

Seeing these active people around me makes me wonder if they must be the only normal people. We all basically have some kind of substandard power even if we are blessed with magic or no magic.

I guess it still takes effort to keep up.

(Not Leisha, but I need to be more sophisticated...)

While I change my mind that way.

Together, the battle is going according to the crusaders' outlook.

He tries to kill Ceylan so that his enemies can stretch their own battle lines and cut them off from their fragile parts.

Perhaps the Deets as well as the other troops will be on offense by now.

As he feels a definite response to the victory, in front of a group of frontal infantry, a cavalry emerges.

It is better equipped and moves better than any other cavalry.

I can see that he is a martial arts nobleman close to Polk Nadar.

"My name is Baile Ern! Count Polk Nadar is headed by a squire. Saylan Crocellulord!

Danced by unspoken rumours and unfairly sent troops to your territory, you do not deserve to unite your people!!

Running his horse in the blink of an eye, he raised his voice high was a derogatory mouth of Seylan.

It seems surreal inside to suddenly raise your name and sue you in the middle of the battlefield because of your knowledge of the man's world...... no, does it work because it is surreal?

The Kingsguard openly kills Seylan when he tells him to be evil. Because they were declared so defenseless that the King Prince they defended did not deserve to be king. As a person who does know how capable Seylan is, something that makes me feel somewhat, but rather angry.

"Arcs."

"Ha"

The voice called by Seylan on the fence was cold everywhere.

- I'm angry.

I can see that for sure, the flatness of discouragement.

Even without a violent outburst, I guess it's hard on the inside but it's boiling back.

Tranquility was releasing enough cold air to freeze.

Such a seiran instructs himself to turn to his squire, Baile Ern, with a chinese-style sword cut - no, he gives the order.

"Go, Arcs. Take that foolish man and give him his neck."

"Yes, sir."

From a standpoint, return it that way in no time.

I gave the instruction to turn myself around, probably because the aim of the opponent's one-strike is to restore the soldier's morale. If Teng himself, who had just lowered the morale of the soldiers, discussed it, it would no longer be difficult to maintain the shape of the Nadar army or anything else.

(Then will it blow at best... all the time)

With that in mind, when you turn the horse around.

"You were earlier..."

"Magic Instructor, it's Arcs Laceft! His Royal Highness told me that an apprenticeship like yours would suffice! If you don't want to die, go home and eat your beloved pork bowl stuffing!

Whatever it was, it was right after I said what I could do to make a fool of them.

It turns bright red as if Byre Ern has boiled.

(Ah... yeah. Seriously, he sounds like he's eating sausage)

I'm not bad. You shouldn't because the name is that kind of name in the man's world.

"imitate the lick! The magician apprentice kid!

Squire, Bail Ern runs the horse and pierces it from the front.

On the other hand, this one made a pistol mould with his right hand and aimed at Byre Ern's brain weather.

... Byre Ern doesn't change course, even though this one is taking the stand. More like a winning face. Probably because this one doesn't try to use the [rotating Magic Bullet (Spinning Barrel)].

Even if I use it from now on, I won't be able to sing it in time.

If it's any other magic, I'll do it with my own equestrian skills.

I'm sure you're thinking about that.

Because I don't even know this is an invisible attack.

"- Black bullets. It blinks like a Reaper and drives down a pale horse that can fly. '

Bang, and just once, the bursting noise sounds around.

That's just it, Bail Ern got a wind hole in his brain and collapsed about from his horse.

A horse who has lost the Lord wanders around sadly.

Shin, and around the quiet, he raises his voice so that it can be blown away.

"Subordinate, Bail Ern! I took it from here!

When I say so, the Kingsguard cheers heavily.

This, too, would be Saylan's instructions.