The wise man returns

Rrrrgh!!

Dozens of fires in the air, the Ice Arrow.

Kanehoof glances at you, his feet empowered without a word.

In front of the barging ball, Valine unleashes a multitude of magic.

Shushshuck!!

Dozens of fire arrows were mixed with ice arrows.

Most of them just scratched their skin, but some of them became fused magic and gave more power.

A huge swell of force strikes Kanehoof. There was a thumping sound all over me.

At the same time, the tattoo that was covering my body glowed red.

A protective spell engraved with the blood of Orc Shamans. I couldn't do anything with this kind of magic.

The moment I thought about it, this time lightning struck my torso.

Lightning Shower with Revolutionary Results! It covers the body with steam, so the effect was even better.

Phage job!!

While several lightning strikes, Kanehoof bites his lips, gripping his trembling limbs.

Lightning magic is magic that can strike the essence of the target by any means.

It was impossible not to take full damage unless you touched it and spilled it.

Even with Orc spells, Canehoof can feel a slight blow to his body.

“Khhh... Khhhhh!! ”

In order not to stop walking, Kanehoof roars with Mana.

Both the Watchers and the Orcs sat down with their ears closed.

Blood flows from several ear holes that were nearby.

The rest of the eardrums burst when I heard a sudden scream.

I stumbled for a moment as well as a huge monster. However, the lightning shower continued to produce lightning without turning off.

I experienced this kind of attack when fighting Castro, so I became somewhat resistant to that kind of attack.

“That bastard...!! ”

Balin, who was keeping her magic, examines Kanehoof's condition.

The lightning that continues to strike is not moving right now.

However, there was little practical damage, whether it was due to the membrane of energy surrounding the body.

Balin, on the other hand, pours a substantial amount of Mana against his men.

Mana is still overwhelmed, but this workshop was clearly his loss.

The moment he realized that, he rather froze his face.

An enemy of a past life and an important officer of the Demon King's Army. Rage has been raging ever since I met him. It's his fault for pouring out any magic.

But that anger should be cold as ice, not hot as fire.

While maintaining the lightning shower, Balin reached out and made another magic.

Double casting! Kanehoof's heart is pounding with the high-end recipe he hears. He looks back and shouts loudly.

“Shamans! The connection of souls! ”

“Take advantage! Get an order! Knng!”

“Ancestral spirits! Join us with the Grand Chief! ”

The small Orcs that were among the warriors finally stepped forward.

Sorcerers wearing strange accessories were tattooed all over their bodies, just like Kanehoof.

As the shamans take out their wands and shake them, a short light connects them to Kanehoof.

Suddenly, everything changed.

A surprising thing happened when the link was connected.

The lightning that supported the body and the magic of fire and ice that kept pouring out no longer shocked Kanehoof.

Further enhanced magic protection has allowed even the lightning shower to bounce off without a hitch. Balin's face is stiff.

"Indeed, the Demon Lord's Seal!"

“Kuaaaak!! ”

Kanehoof, who removed the lightning bolt from his body, charges towards Balin.

Such ferocity that it reminds me of a mad Boar!

If I had received it like that, there would have been no bones left.

Balin quickly unleashes the magic she knows.

A powerful intermediate enchantment spills out behind the Fire Ball, including Lightning Lance and the Thunder Sphere.

The explosion that occurs when magic and body collide, a red statue pops out of it and shouts.

“Kuhahaha! I'm fine with it! I'm fine!”

Surprisingly, the incoming Kanehoof, surprisingly, did little damage.

When the shamans dispersed the shock, almost all attacks were bounced off without dealing any damage.

‘The magic itself doesn't work, so no matter how useless it may be. Die!!'

Kane Hoof's eyes glimpse Balin, who made his way through the ball of fire in a dazzling fashion.

Suddenly, a beam of anxiety passes through Kanehoof's head.

Are you smiling? ’

It could be Peck, but Kanehoof whispers that his warrior instincts are real.

'If so, I'll do it before I do it!'

Instead, he sped up to get rid of his stuffy fears.

The distance between the two suddenly approached 5 meters inward.

If you make fun of the bridge one or two more times, the weapon is within reach.

The magic of Balin, Greece, made the earth's friction coefficient zero, as if it had waited for that moment.

“Rrrrgh!! ”

Suddenly, you hear a bewildered cry and move away. Balin looks up and sees Kanehoof leaping into the air.

‘There you go.'

Without delay, it blows a sphere of wind in front of Kenhoof's eyes. A powerful wave of air bounces off the arrows, pushing Kanehoof away.

Since there's nothing to support, Kanehoof is forced to push back. About a dozen spheres of fire rush by his side.

“What, you got the wrong aim!! Kid!"

A series of screams erupts from behind Kanehoof's back, raising his lip.

His face stiffens, and he turns and shouts.

“Wait, no way!! ”

Where the fireballs are headed, there are shamans who keep the spiritual connection together.

Orc warriors were standing in front of them because they weren't fools either, but Valine's Fireball swallowed them up with more explosive power.

The light of the tattoo faded quickly. The power of the soul decreases and the effect decreases.

“You son of a bitch! I'll kill you! Khhh!! ”

Kanehoof, whose blood runs to the ends of his head, bursts a new low.

At the same time, my whole body swells up. The Mana in the figure increased in size.

The Lor I just wrote gives me momentarily powerful power instead of forgetting a part of Lor, the Frenzied.

The enhanced body of Kanehoof glows again with a torn, swollen tattoo.

“Khhh!”

For the first time, I was troubled by the look on Balin's face watching Kenhoof roar.

At this rate, he'll lose. I removed the shamans' extra protection magic, but the tattoo shield alone was annoying enough.

One way or another, I had to pour out enough firepower at once to ignore the protective magic, but I couldn't use the dragon to make enough firepower.

‘Can't you do it? ’

Balin bites his lip. I felt like I had to bring out a new magic that I had acquired while working on the circle just now.

I've found it extremely difficult in my past life and still have a lot of power to dig through. Ether.

I wanted to keep it as hidden as possible, but I felt I had to get it out now to defeat the enemy right in front of me.

Popot!

Kanehoof narrows its streets in an instant.

After using Frenzied Lower, the speed has doubled.

Balin makes swift wind waves.

The shock wave was quite powerful as it was a class 3 wind magic, but even with several of those, his speed did not die.

“It's over!! Kuaak!”

The tip of the Canehoof also snaps into the ground.

He takes a step forward, empowering his hands without panic.

Balin, who came through the gate, followed Cain Hoof as he stepped forward.

“Fire!”

The arrows of the soldiers pour down as if they were waiting.

Your strengthened muscles didn't hurt, but they definitely had a stopping effect.

“You little buggers! Get off me!"

I feel a chill in Kanehoof's leg as he flicks an arrow with his hand.

Turning your gaze down, you notice the ice and dirt on your legs.

“Grrrrrr...! ”

Kanehoof tries to pull it out with his foot.

At that moment, a small new statue dug in front of his eyes.

Put your hands together and place a blue whirl inside.

“Khh... ugh!! ”

When I saw the vortex of powerful energy, my mind flashed. The mighty Mana, wrapped around her body, freezes like a frozen bath.

I got cold sweat riding my spine. Kanehoof swings with all his might.

“Kuaaaaahhh!!! ”

Watching the way it flies, Balin leans back slightly.

The village passes with a clear mana on its slippery body.

Between her head swaying in the wind, Valine loosened the blue whirl in her hand.

The liberated whirlpool swells through Kanehoof's upper half.

A massive stream that seems to swallow anything has burst out of the castle.

The wall, the bridge, the flow swept through everything and turned the mountain into powder.

The Red Orc horde that was standing by couldn't be the exception.

All the Orcs swept through the stream, turning to dust.

The peak of destruction is the magic of fire, but even this power proves to be far superior.

Canehoof, with a hole the size of a child in his upper torso, spills blood bubbles and asks.

“W-what is this? What kind of magic is this? ”

Balin, who was lying underneath, picking up a blood drop, laughs.

It was the satisfaction of avenging his past life and also taking a step in his path.

“Aether magic. It's a new magic I've created. Think of it as an honor. It's the power that almost killed the Demon King. ”

“... Crazy... talk. ”

After the last word, Kanehoof pulls back.

The death of a Red Orc monarch who terrorized the Pyonian Empire.

The Orcs outside the gates immediately saw Kanehoof's death and laid in wait.

The death of a monarch who would rule them and encourage them was natural.

Balin rises up and confronts the colonists looking at him as the Red Orc swarm leaves like a tide.

"I'll take my questions slowly later. I just need a little rest right now."

"... Well, be that way."

Rather than thanking him, he seemed to be fascinated by the astonishing sight. Baron Soldier flashes at Balin's gaze as he squeezes between the colonists.

I don't know what I was thinking, but I was having a complicated expression with a lot of emotions.

“I'm sorry, baron. ”

Balin bows his head, apologizing to him first. The baron stares at Balin with no answer.

“I didn't mean to hide it. I'll get back to you on that. ”

“... Well, you do that. ”

Through the dry lips, the baron gives a short speech. Like the colonists, you seem surprised by the overturning of common sense.

In that state, it's obvious I won't be able to touch you if I tell you anymore. Balin turns his head and heads back to the castle.

None of the settlers touched Balin until they opened the door.

As I was about to enter, I heard a familiar voice behind my back.

“Thank you! Thank you very much. ”

A sincere tone of speech that cannot be found in any way, such as jest or lewdness. It was Rufus' voice on the wall.

Balin shrugs once, closes the door and goes to find Millia to hide.

The attack on the Red Orcs that overthrew Baron Soldier ended in failure.

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Thank you for reading, everyone.