The Reincarnation Magician Of The Inferior Eyes ~The Persecuted Former Hero Lives Through The World

Things got messy.

A bonbon nobleman, Bath, has asked me to fight a duel.

"Wait a minute. I don't have any reason to fight you.

Naturally, the bonbon nobleman (my brother) is insignificant to me.

Defeat is unthinkable.

Even if we fought ten thousand times, the result would be the same.

But I want to live in this world in peace.

Even now, people from the city are gathering around us when they hear about the commotion.

It's not a wise choice to show off in the city.

''You've got to be kidding me!　You're going to mock the pride of the nobility!

Ah. Barth's anger is flaring up.

Yeah. If you think about it, they're kids.

If I told him not to be so angry when he's angry, he'd be angrier.

Hmmm.

What should I do?

Maybe it would be less noticeable if you accept a duel and win the battle in an instant?

I can't help but feel that the angrier I make Barth, the more the fuss is going to be made even bigger.

I let out a deep, deep sigh, and then it's already deep.

'Alright. I'll take that duel.

It can't be helped.

I guess I'll just go along with Barth's play here quietly.

I was just hoping to get a 'sample' of how much magic the nobles of the current era can use.

If we can end the fight quickly without using too much flashy magic, we won't receive too much attention from the surroundings.

Hmmm. Then I'll explain the rules of the duel!　You and I, one-on-one!　Whoever gets to say 'yikes' first wins!　Well, I'm this old, as a handicap I'm ......

Okay. Okay, okay. No handicap. Let's just get this over with.

I'm more concerned about Ted's injury.

As long as we're partly to blame for his injuries, I'm obligated to take care of him.

"Nah, ......!　Ki, how far do you have to go to insult me: ......!

Oh, no, no.

It seems that my throwaway attitude has touched the opposite scales.

You can find a lot of people who have been in the business for a long time.

You're not going to be able to get away with it. You'll regret insulting me for the rest of your life!

Barth draws the sword from his waist.

Hmm.　

A slightly longer, single-edged sword for a child to hold. Probably a serious for an adult.

But it's not a normal sword, it has some strange workmanship.

'Wind Line Blade Wind Edge!

As soon as he swung his sword down, the blade of the wind came straight at him.

Hm?

This guy does more than I thought he would.

The power itself was mediocre with nothing special to say, but the speed of construction was too fast, no matter how fast it was.

In the previous world, I was the only person who could construct magic at this speed.

Then what becomes suspicious is the unfamiliar shaped sword that the Bonbon nobleman (my brother) is holding in his hand.

That sword, it has some kind of workmanship to it.

Otherwise, a child like Barth wouldn't be able to construct magic so quickly.