Isekai Cheat Magician

I can see that the light that accidentally closed my eyes subsided.

I try to open my eyelids because they are no longer eyelid.

That was a passage made of stone assembled.

Wide enough that even with five adults lined up next to each other, there is still room.

Behind you is a door.

Passages, or floors to walls and ceilings, each stone was light-emitting, and that was the source of light.

"This is.......!?

Where is it?

The arrow tip I accidentally shrugged because I thought so.

Rin's left and right created a great human light, and Rin accidentally let his shoulders fall apart.

But there was no need to be vigilant.

The light soon subsided, because it was Mullah and Lemia who emerged from the light.

"Mullah! Mr. Remea!

Neither of us, not intact.

Like Rin, it looks like he fought a tough opponent.

"Lynn! Master!

"Are we clear, you guys?"

Being here would mean that everyone achieved the trials, as Remia put it.

"What kind of trial were you?

"I was to defeat Mullah's fake"

Asked, Rin answered.

Plus, Mullah looked surprised.

"I was your fake, Lynn."

"And the mullahs?

On the contrary, Rin was also surprised.

Even though they were fake, they were fighting each other.

"... So, Lynn, how was it?

"Right...... I could win because it was fake, is it honest?"

"Hmm? What did you do and think so?

Rin explains why.

Spending magic, wavy attack without taking into account stamina, struck in the big moves.

The grand moves were not released in the "only here" situation of the disc stone, but at a manageable time for Mullah.

"Mullah would choose a prudent hand here, so she rode my invitation."

Mullah, who knows Rin well, says he should be more wary of something if he can show such a forceful attacker.

But there, Rin came on board in a way that responded to Rin's forceful power battle.

Rin said, trapping him there.

In the middle of listening, Mullah was nodding to affirm what Rin had to say.

"Right. Sure, you'd pull it off there once."

"Yes...... because they are Lynn. I know we're fighting, and it's horrible to ride with a clap."

"Right. That tactical eye, that's great."

"Thank you"

"Mm-hmm. Mullah then. How about you?

"Yes… I have succeeded in trying the Demon Seal Sword."

The moves I showed in my battle with Alvis, The Devil's Sealed Sword.

The success rate of this could not be said to be high for flattery either.

After that, I tried to continue my training, but the stability was low.

But the opponent is Rin. He also fought using a magic sword, but he lacked the decision-maker.

So it made me belly up that I had to do it here, and I tried.

The situation cannot be opened up without success.

So, it also played a role that False Rin's chosen hand was' Freezing Glance '.

"I'm glad it was an attack that we had to keep dealing with, but it's not that hard to deal with itself."

Afterwards, "Electromagnetic Acceleration Cannon" was powerless with "Demon Sealed Sword" and defeated False Rin.

"I see... he said that he had tried it in a situation where there was no later, and that he had figured out exactly when. Reckless... brilliant."

"... thank you"

Mullah, praised by her master, seemed a little illuminated, but honestly thanked her and bowed her head.

"So what was Mr. Lemia's trial?

Rin asked the other way around.

I wondered what kind of opponent was available to try this magical ghost.

"Me. My opponent was Smella. Well, he was a tough guy."

……

"Um, are you a general..."

That's right, Rin and Mullah have no words.

One-on-one with that strong man.

In the two of us now, I didn't think we could win no matter how much we fought.

"In Mr. Remea, isn't it tough to deal with?

"Right. It's possible to antagonize it, but it's hard to compatible."

Mullah's words are the way he compared Remia to Smella and looked down at Remia, but the person at the time doesn't look like he cared about it.

I honestly admitted it was an accurate force analysis.

"How did you flip it?

"Mm-hmm. After continuing to fight, I still found it was caused by my failure to keep up with Smeera's movements"

So to those who are stronger than their opponents, Lemia says they have aligned their criteria.

He said it was an image override.

Rin and Mura quickly figured out who it was.

Lemia would be the best one to have overwritten it.

He laughs bitterly as he affirms his apprentice's expectations and says, "It's a tightening of four or five."

"Again, I tend to be pulled by those in front of me. I had a hard time overwriting it."

It's not hard to deal with someone slower than that because you know someone faster.

Rin knew well that it was not such an easy story.

Is it the serv that is easy to understand?

Athletes who have beaten players hitting more than 230 km of serve lose without being able to attack around 200 km of serve.

I fight because I haven't been able to handle my opponent's movements, so I think he's a better person.

If you can, you can win, but if you can't, you lose.

Regardless of the game, Lemia is still not just around to actually succeed and win trying to do that in a life-threatening battle.

"If we don't know about Tych, we have a 30% chance of winning. If I could figure out how to deal with this... well, with a slightly more straightforward estimate, the odds would be five fifths."

If you can beat a bad opponent twice, you can say you've overcome that already.

How troublesome would it be if the person who should have been compatible were to call without worrying about its advantages and disadvantages?

Conversely, the pressure to be overcome for incompatibility is also increasing.

Rin and Mura wrapped their tongues around the horror.

"Are we done talking?

Two, the three of us can speak up.

Looking at you, they had all the ice spirits, the earth spirits and the wind spirits.

"Oh, yeah. I'm sorry, did I keep you waiting?

"There's nothing wrong with that. It is decided to do so."

When Rin apologized, Avalantina smiled that she didn't have to worry about it.

Avalantina pointed to the back of the aisle.

"This is what you're going to do."

"Dedicate this precision stone to the altar"

"Let's hope the three of us are equally magical and unsealed."

Light emanates from the bodies of the Spirits.

The ice avalantina has a light blue light.

The Midgals of the earth have a pale yellow light.

Breezia of the wind has a light green light.

They turn into fine grains of light and begin to wind the gathering vortex in the center of the three.

Slow at first.

Gradually faster.

At the end of the day, it becomes so fast that it is difficult to follow individual grains with your eyes.

Everything condenses into one place and is shaped differently from white light.

And when the light went out, there was a smooth surface with no corners, like a teardrop-shaped crystal floating in the universe.

For every out-of-the-box of common sense, three people had lost their words without exception.

"This is the precision stone, is it?

It was Lemia who restarted the most quickly.

"That's right. stone that the Spirit proves to be the one who has completed the trial"

"I see. That's why it's called."

"Left, sir."

"Well, a cheap name."

"I wonder if you, the Spirit, will say it."

"What, isn't it easy to understand? Simplicity is best."

The precision stone floated over it in the middle of the three.

"If you keep going, don't worry, we'll follow the precision stone"

"Once you're in the right place, you can travel to the altar on your own."

"And then, one by one, you give your magic."

From here on out, they don't follow the spectator.

Sent out by the spirits, Rin, Mullah and Lemia walk out towards the back of the aisle.

"Oh, bad. I forgot to tell you."

On the backs of the three, Midgals threw his voice.

Looking back unexpectedly.

"I'm going to need a lot of magic. Be prepared."

"Undine's seal is unsealed, so I'm sorry."

"Well, I think you can afford it."

"... I'll remember that"

Moving forward was the usual information.

Well, you should honestly be thankful to be kept informed in advance.

There was also a break after the trial to restore the magic of the offering.

Walking a little while wrapped in a pale glow.

The passage wasn't that long and went right out to where it opened.

"Huh..."

That, to the running of too much power, who was breathtaking?

A circular room.

It is very vast and has a radius of about 100 meters.

The ceiling is also high and there will be dozens of meters.

The size is also trivial.

In the front, in the deepest part, a splendid altar was provided. It would be over 30 meters wide and 10 meters high.

In the middle, there's one thing that shines small. Try to strengthen your eyesight, something like a jewel in a sphere. That would be the treasure ball.

I can't help but stop, so I walk towards that altar.

Beyond the center of the room and further, about ten meters in front of the altar, there was one pedestal.

Its pedestal, where several people stand side by side, is about two steps inferior to the altar, but it is nonetheless splendid.

Raise the three stairs and line up the three of them.

Then, the precision stone that was floating over the Rins went to the altar alone.

Play directly on it, the light falls on the altar.

When the pedestal vibrated gently between beats, a stone column rose to its center.

At the apex of the stone column, a sphere with a large palm gives its head about half.

Perhaps we can put magic into this.

……

The three hardened for a moment, but when they looked at each other and nodded, Mullah first stepped forward and placed her hand on that sphere.

"Huh... ahh"

A distressed voice.

Magic is sucked away at the speed of learning bitterness and nausea.

They just took a fair amount of it and it finally stopped.

"Ugh..."

Mullah returned to her original position slightly blued her face.

If I hadn't recovered my magic with a break, I would have definitely fainted from a deficiency.

Not that much of a burden from full speed, but now, after a tough fight, this burden was also considerable.

Looking at the state of this mullah, Rin hesitates to get his feet out.

"I see. Seems pretty tough in this state"

Because I hesitated, Lemia came forward as the second.

"Mmmm..."

I had a master, and I couldn't keep my voice down.

At the end of his magical devotion, Remia took a slow, deep breath before returning to normal.

It's not on my face, but I also remember slightly nausea.

Because of the difference in the maximum value, it doesn't seem as symptomatic as Mullah's.

Last but not least, Rin.

I was ready to see how Remia was doing.

Rin comes forward.

"Ah... Gu"

I couldn't contain my voice.

Pretty tough.

Instead, it was enough to be complimented that he could have done well just to speak out to this extent.

Is it not over yet? Is it not over yet?

I felt it for quite a while, but actually for a moment.

The service of magic is over.

Rin takes a step back and sees how it goes.

I feel pretty bad, so I took out one leaf and included it in my mouth.

Rin understands with something like herbal medicine. The liquid that bites and seeps through this soothes the nausea.

I put it in my mouth in an imperial dungeon, the same leaves and usage that calm my spirit.

Mullah and Lemia each contained the same thing in their mouths.

It's not immediate, so I was just relieved by the sickness of slowly soothing.

The stone columns glowed.

The brilliance is sucked into the altar through the ground in no time.

And where the altar began to shine big.

"Yikes!

"What!?

"This is..."

The whole room trembles loudly.

And feel, a huge sign.

I'm right around the corner.

I remember this.

An overwhelming presence no less than that Leviathan.

It belonged to a dragon.

Shortly after I thought I couldn't do it anymore.

A glimmer of magic ran through the altar while it was there.