Almark – Northern Sword, Southern Wand

"I'm intact."

As Ein provokes her, she flinches her handkerchief at Puller.

"Are you done playing?"

Ficke saw from a distance that the handkerchief was filled with the magic power of flying feet.

That's Ein, isn't it?

I was heartfeltly impressed.

Even though it's a graduation exam, I'm preparing something like that

Of course, Ein is so well prepared because she got some information from Almark beforehand, but Ficke doesn't know that.

But for Ficke, it wasn't strange.

Ficke has no doubts that Ein has taken out a handkerchief with the skill of jumping feet, as if he expected this battle to happen.

Because he is Ein.

Always be calm, calm and considerate.

Demonstrate inexplicable knowledge, extract inexplicable circumstances, and lead the struggle to a one-size-fits-all solution.

For Ficke, Ain was like that.

"You're our leader."

Haha

Puller laughed in awe.

Is this the end of the game?

Those red eyes glow militantly.

"About once." The weaker you are, the more you bark. "

said Puller.

I guess you're so proud of how fast you got away.

"Are you sorry?"

Ein laughs.

"Then guess what."

Saying that, spread your hands.

"It's just your mouth, isn't it?" Red Puller "

"Don't do this with me."

Puller said so and raised his right elbow to shoulder height.

A swirling flame swirls around my hanging right hand.

"With a loser like you and me."

Puller's mouth instantly peeked at his sharp canine teeth.

The next moment, Puller pushed out his right hand, twisting from the inside.

Ein throws his body out quickly.

With the roar, the fire pole pierced directly next to it.

The fire pillar that stood up to burn the sky just now, this time, it became a hot line with a true character and attacked Ain.

The place where Ain had been standing before was burned up by the flames of a straight line.

Ain, who had rolled on the ground for a while, quickly stood up.

Let him go.

Puller's mouth is brutally distorted.

This time, he raised his left elbow to shoulder height. A ferocious flame swirls in his hanging left hand.

Ein ran out. It's the effect of flying foot magic. It runs like the wind.

But Puller laughed at it.

"I see you, Baka!"

Puller sticks out his left hand.

The roar again. The second pillar of fire that pierces.

And Ain barely dodged the pillar of fire. But at that time, there was already a third pillar of fire rising up on Puller's right hand.

"Die!"

A fire pole flew with a roar, burning the trees on its straight line in an instant.

It was Ein, who seemed to have been swallowed by the flames for a moment, but he dodged nearby and appeared fluffy. But there was smoke rising from the sleeve of the robe.

What's the matter, loser?

Puller laughed as he stuck out his left hand.

It's getting too late for that.

Ain rolled to the ground, trying to throw herself over the next pillar. It was not a way to fall so that I could stand up immediately.

"It's over, loser."

The moment when Puller, convinced of his victory, tried to stick his right hand out again.

An electric burst from the right shoulder.

Puller looked back at the electric shock that flew from behind him.

"Ficke"

The murderous aura pervaded Puller's voice.

"I don't think so. Your turn."

"Hey, shut up."

Ficke buckled at the force, but boldly retorted.

"I guessed it, fuck you."

While sticking out his wand, Ficke laughed with a strong face.

When you're focused on your own magic, our magic also reaches your body properly.

Our magic?

Puller laughs with his nose.

Could it be the one who just bounced?

Having said that, Puller turned his left shoulder around like nothing happened, and Puller looked back at Ficke.

What happened to the magic that arrived like garbage?

Ficke gets clogged up.

The spell of lightning has indeed arrived. However, they did little damage to Puller.

"It's important that it arrives."

Behind Puller, Ein's calm voice was heard.

What the hell?

Puller looks back at Ein.

Ein had already stood up and looked at Puller.

One sleeve of the robe was burnt and a hole was opened, and smoke was pouring from all over, but still a cool smile appeared in Ein's mouth.

"Ficke. Well done."

Ain said.

"Our magic has shown us that we can defeat him."

"Can you defeat me?"

Puller's eyes peeled.

You guys?

Yeah.

Ein nodded.

"Yes, it is."

Haha

Puller laughed again.

"Loser, just look at yourself and tell me."

Saying that, he points to Ain's robe.

"That's terrible." If you're wearing brackets. "

"A robe is a robe. It's not my body."

Ein answers.

"Puller, your magic hasn't hit my body."

"Oh, that's a bastard's answer."

Puller fumbled and threw up.

"Troublesome"

Then I sighed exaggerately and scratched my head.

"I knew it would turn white." Someone like you. "

Ficke, who had become completely defenseless, skipped the lightning spell again on his back, but it disappeared in the same way as the first wind-cutting spell.

Ficke warps his face, but Puller doesn't even look at him.

"It's boring."

Puller muttered.

"Oh, boring. Really boring. What about the boring guy? Such a guy is in the way of play. I have no choice but to kill you.

Rash and muttering in mouth.

Puller, who had been doing so for a while, had the same innocent expression that he had when he raised his face when he first appeared in front of Ain and the others.

"All right. Let's kill them."

said Puller in a strangely bright and clear voice.

Let's just kill them and go find the next one.

While Puller murmured, Ein gently walked over to Emelia.

Emelia stared at Ein and Puller from a distance during their defense.

"What do you say, Emelia?"

Ein whispers in a low voice.

I think I can manage that.

Yeah.

Emelia nodded tinyly and looked at Puller.

"It's just big magic."

I said that and snorted.

"I was initially shocked by what I did. But don't get used to it right away."

Huh.

Ein looks out.

Well then, can we go now?

"If you show me so many times, I'll get used to it."

Emeria shrugged her shoulders saying that.

"It's all right now."

That's right.

Ein smiled.

"That's my Emelia."

Nice

Regardless of Emelia's grim face, Ein hugs her shoulder.

"It's a counterattack, Emelia."

For a moment, a fierce smile resembling that of Puller appeared in Ein's mouth.

I'm going to punch him in the face with your fist.