Boundary Labyrinth and the Foreign Magician

- I'm coming.

Say, Grace steps in. The ground blew up in one of those steps.

Almost parallel to the street, flying away with a bullet-like momentum and waving an axe, the body of the ants danced in two straight from the torso and high in the universe.

It is a distant sight inside, coupled with the figure of the skinny Grace.

The way Grace fights is simple and clear. A force push that fronted the force of the difference in keta.

The weapon-wielding orbit itself is a linear and legible category, but its initial speed is not always uniform. Whether it's a weapon or a shield, for example, if it's received properly, it will be crushed by all of us.

Step on the head of the ant and take one hand without making a neck. Wave, throw, and wield an axe of both hands vertically and horizontally Each time an ant is literally crushed.

I'm afraid this will strengthen your arms even more at night and indoors. It is a good example of how simple power is a menace to be afraid of.

Bloody scarlet eyes narrow.

Grace's mouth waving an axe at the thought of it had fangs peeking - even a smile on her face. At the Gartner family, I was mostly impatient with her, and the other guy was an ant, so today I can get all out of my mind.

In fact, an ant opponent wouldn't have to worry about her. We decide to follow each other's backs, but honestly we're not even that close.

I'm not alarmed because it's my first time in action and I'm going to be watching things.

Set up a magic wand longer than your height, and roll up the looming ants with a wand. Expand magic at the same time. Fireballs were ejected into airborne ants. In an instant, your whole body burns up, and later all you have to do is wipe out the charcoal.

If you wrap the magic of the tornado around a cane, the looming line of ants will be scraped (...) away for just the same amount of time as this attack range.

The distance is empty, so stick your cane to the ground. A magic formation spread from his feet, and a spear of dirt jumped countless times off the ground at a slightly remote position to skewer a bunch of ants.

"... you're a little overfired, Ant."

I only use elementary magic that doesn't require hoarding.

He pulls out his cane like he's not living together, and he doubles off his flock of ants as he thinks with a blade of wind.

Battlemage sells magic and fights in melee battles using cane technique and body technique.

There are two main benefits of mastering the dedicated skill 'Magic Circuit' and its activation. It is a strengthening of the physical abilities of the self and a great firepower of magic.

However - the circulation uses the magic refined in the body to raise the firepower, instead of sacrificing the range. So we also need to train martial arts to be freed by physical enhancement, and we also need to refine our melee skills.

Heavy firepower and paper armor. I'm sure Peaky and players skills will be questioned.

Like a normal magic job, you can also perform a shelling role, but in that case, the circulation cannot be activated. If it were a legitimate shootout, armaments would go up to other magical positions that are mastering skills for ranged combat.

Nevertheless... Ants feel just fine for getting used to driving.

They don't know about fear and they attack only numbers, but that's all they have. As long as there is fire power that can be defeated from where it is touched, especially since there is no collaboration, it is easy to fight Ning Luo.

"Monica! We're out of here!

"I know!

Forestbird faces are also successfully using defensive junctions to destroy each of the dull ants in motion trying to force them into the junction. At this rate, you will not struggle, and you will not be far away from repelling.

"Oh, it's over -"

The flock of ants jumping out of the woods is interrupted, sporadic, and finally the last one.

The Forestbirds sat up on the ground when they stuck a longsword through its head to stop the movement.

Me and Grace can still afford it.

Mine is enhanced by circulation, and I have the means to convert magic into strength. Unless you run out of magic, you won't lose strength either. All I used to attack was magic that wasn't so high rank.

The operation I set up was simple and lucid. Me and Grace step forward and crush the ants around, protecting the horse in a way that Forestbird deals with the ants that have fallen out from side to side to junction. That's it.

Even though we were cut through, we were eaten by horses, so we're in trouble. I want to avoid any obstacles to my future journey.

So using Class VII light magic, magic that stretches a hemispherical defensive junction called Defensive Field, he took the form of dealing with it by splitting it into attacking and defensive roles while inhibiting the movement of looming ants.

Speaking of the seventh class, it is about magic between intermediate and advanced. I used this to show my strengths and convince everyone that I was going to be an offense.

I have decided to fight and push it through if I want to spare myself and do something to escape. There is no reason to turn your back on a herd like Killer Ant.

"Today... I saw a lot of incredible things..."

"I'm where the genius is..."

I'll tolerate people looking at me like...

"Dear Theodore,"

Grace calls me by my name and I look back.

"Regards"

"Yeah."

Take her hand, touch the ring and undo the restrictions. Grace fluttered a little. Unexpectedly support her body.

"Are you okay?"

"- Yes, because the other person was an ant, there was not much to get drunk about (...) and I didn't have to look ugly. I'm not hungry."

Grace nodded just a little embarrassed, holding her around her chest and exhaling heavily.

... It smells like creature blood when you're liberated, and Grace gets drunk, apparently. I was laughing a little in the fight today, but I guess that was shaking somewhat to the vampire side in the fight.

Although Grace calls this "shallow" and doesn't seem to like it herself.

This is how her blood-sucking urge, which is a dumpy, is suppressed with a curse, but making her lean on the human side means that the impulse is transformed into a sense of the human side as it is - that is, hunger.

Take a careful look at Grace. Slightly reddish cheeks, but this must have been because they moved around. The axe that should have been swinging gently until earlier looks heavy.

... If there doesn't seem to be any injuries and the hunger isn't terrible, is there a problem with Grace? Then, what do you have to do later?

"Today - I wonder if it's Nojuku"

I look up into the sky and say. The rain doesn't seem to help.

"Hurry up and we'll figure out how to get to the next town."

There's a reason I can't do that. I told them.

"When I take a break - shall I strip it off"

Behind me, there's a pile of ants' carcasses.

Demons accumulate magic in certain areas, so they can be processed as materials, and when sold, they become gold.

I mean - I have to retrieve Killer Ant's jaw, right?

It's okay. It's a mountain split. You can rest assured there.

They nodded somewhere happy with a convulsive grin. Around where there was no disagreement whatsoever, I knew they were adventurers too.

I managed to recover my jaw by sundown and burn down the remains of the ants to finish the aftermath.

At night, there is an increased chance of encountering demons of a relatively poor nature, such as Whisps and Ghosts, so it became more likely to stretch boundaries than impose them and wait until morning before leaving.

I also hated all kinds of wild boarding on the spot where there was a battle, so I went a little further down the street from there and camped in an open place.

But even if there is a bond, it doesn't work on the night-time thieves, so it can't be that you don't keep an eye on them.

It's a special day, so this one who can afford the strength has decided to take the watch first and give them a break.

I can take it easy in the carriage during the day anyway, so this is not a problem.

I mean, as far as I'm concerned, I wanted to make sure I got a good look at the magic wand this evening. I made some nasty noises during the fight...

"Hmm."

Fine cracks are running. Thanks. They couldn't stand the overload of magic that circulated them.

... This is it in one action. I guess it means you can't make it even if it's new.

"Is there a problem?

As he roared at the lights of the fire, Grace tilted his neck and asked.

"Look, this"

"... you have a crack in it. This must have been brand new, right?

It's like I couldn't stand a cane.

Even so, it was the most readily available category in Count's territory.

I guess you need to replace it, but with the same quality, it's not strange to smash it in one shot if you shoot intermediate or advanced magic from a circulating state.

I can fight with my bare hands, but I originally had cane-based skills as my main focus... True, I want a better cane.

"It's okay. You'll definitely get some good stuff at Termwilds."

"Yeah. I hope so."

"I'm here, too. Please don't push me until then."

"... Grace is the one who releases you frequently and you're okay? Don't hesitate to hide your malaise or anything, okay?

"Don't worry about that. I can only afford the recoil when I put it back, and even if the recoil is terrible, it's temporary, and it doesn't take long."

Grace tilted her neck a little, she said.

"Today… was a little restless?"

"Were you restless?

"No. It already fits. I didn't feel uncomfortable, so I think it's okay. I've known this physique a long time."

Hmmm...... Things around there will keep looking at Grace, I guess.

When I watched the limbo side lit by the swings of fire, I was turned with a smile that looked somewhat delightful.