Trees attacking one after the other.
However, the number is also finite. If we cut through the trees around us, or burn them all down, things will subside.
I thought so. I ask Harmonia.
"What is the area of this forest?"
"It's like a castle garden."
"Is that from the Empire? Or the Principality?
"That's enough to put the two together."
Harmonia answered without hesitation.
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I accidentally silenced myself because I calculated the number of trees growing in that area, one at a time.
Probably, but it will grow as many trees as the master's age.
My magic was finite, even though I didn't intend to fall behind when I was a tree spirit.
Or if you don't consider the damage to the college, the danger to your daughters, it would be quick to unleash the curse magic and burn down every forest, but unfortunately I liked nature.
Regardless, I liked my daughters more than that.
So I didn't take such an option and decided to take the best way.
"Escape this forest"
It was a natural choice.
It was harder than I imagined to fight trees attacking me from all directions while protecting my daughters.
It's just that I lived a thousand years and was told that I was comparable to the Great Sage. When I ran out of protecting my daughters in the face of it, I went out to a place I had flickered with.
"Give me this far and I'll be out of the woods in a little while."
was the word of my daughter.
"It's okay, Dr. Kite would definitely protect us, too. Dr. Kite is the strongest teacher."
It would be a word uttered to brave frightened Isma.
Their words are correct in a way, but then they were silenced.
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The reason for the silence was that unexpected objects were seated in flickered places.
A dry ard is the spirit of the forest.
Heritage says he has a beautiful figure similar to an elf, but not only manipulates the trees and moves the tentacles, but sometimes uses the demons themselves.
Monsters with two names of forest hideouts, the Trees (Trento), for example, are among the monsters of the forest fascinated by Dryad.
Trent looks worthy of the name Tree People.
It's a monster whose giant tree has become a human being.
The body of a giant tree, the trunk is the hand, and the roots are the feet.
At the same time, in a head-like position, with a nasal protrusion on it, like an eye indentation, it was shaped enough to imagine a human being.
But what makes you different from a human being, is that power?
Trent's power is comparable to that of the Giants.
The moment its trunk reached its apex, a big right arm that could be swung up against us, I glanced at my daughters and moved my mouth gently.
If you are alone, chanting is unchanging and "Transfer" is possible, but chanting was essential just when four people were at the same time.
Still, if you let me tell you around Harmonia,
"I've never heard of a magician who could instantly transfer four people at the same time."
And, though you'll stick it in.
Anyway, I took more margins and transferred them so my daughters wouldn't be harmed.
Get out of the way!
and the impact is transmitted underfoot as if even the meteorite had fallen.
A shock that rips the air apart, and then the dirt falls overhead.
As you can see, there was a big hole in where we were until earlier.
I saw it and understood it.
This raid, Isma kidnapping, is not the purpose, I guess the assassination is the purpose,.
If we had stayed on the spot, we would have literally become hiccups.
Torrent has unleashed so many blows.
The blow was clearly caged in intent to kill.
"Then you don't have to forgive me."
My daughter is a sweetheart who loves flowers and trees.
Before that, I didn't just use fire magic, but I don't need to weigh myself anymore.
Plus, this is a flickering vacant lot.
It would be unlikely to extend burning around even with flames.
Then a beautiful cremation was my stunt as a sage who loved nature.
So determined, I can put magic in my right hand.
My right hand burns bright red.
Unleash that flame.
At first it was a small chunk of flame.
Naturally, the magic you unleash is just a fireball.
I just didn't think I could get rid of a big demon like Trent with just a fireball.
It would be the mountain of Sekiyama that lightly scorches its surface.
It's just that the magic I unleashed isn't just a fireball.
It was a special fireball unleashed by a wise man who lived a thousand years.
The fireball, which was small at first, also grew and eventually glowed like a small sun.
"No way, is this the teacher's unique (unique) magic?
"Right. It's just a fireball, and if it's extreme, that's about it."
Harmonia explains that
"That's Dr. Kite."
And praised.
"Praise me after they burn out"
Perhaps this should put a stop to it, but it goes the diagonal of imagination.
Suppose, for example, that inside this Trent prepared by this assassin was stamped with surprisingly ancient magical (rune) lettering.
Or if this giant tree is a thousand years old or so like me,
I may not be able to burn it down with this degree of firepower.
I was so concerned, but Harmonia seems skeptical about that.
"No way, I don't think more magicians exist in this world than Dr. Kite"
"It exists. Like a red-haired witch on the board of directors of this college."
Besides, the remaining five great wise men, considered equal to her, must also be added to the number.
Or this world may be wide, hidden like mine, and some wise men may be hiding their strength.
My intelligence wasn't degrading enough to argue that I was the strongest in the world.
It hadn't grown that far.
However, even if this time, the person pulling the thread behind it had comparable powers to the Great Sage.
Or even the Great Sage.
Though I'm not willing to take a step back.
Protect my daughter.
Protect the friend as well.
That was just as normal for me to breathe.
I continued to let Trent bathe the magic of the fireball with that in mind, but the equilibrium suddenly tore.
Trent's arm, which had barely prevented him from burning into the main unit after receiving a giant fireball with both hands, broke sharply.
The dry noise stuck around.
At the same time, when the fireball landed on Trent's body, Trent burned heavily.
Apparently, I won.
That sentiment arose when I saw a giant tree burning bright red and giving white smoke.
Trent, who has no vocal cords, does not scream, but wanders around violently and eventually stops moving.
I went back to just a piece of wood.
At the same time, the spiritual power that was covering the forest reverts.
Calm forest time returns.
A spiritual user who ruled the forest, or a magician, probably walked away.
No more wins, I must have cut it out that way.
He is a wise man, but is he aware?
To the fool who sold the fight to this sage kite.
And to have an insect-shaped user demon snagged inside that robe for tracking.
Anyway, I seem to have won and succeeded in saving Isma, my daughter's friend.
My daughter jumps into my chest as if to shape that thing.
"Father!"
and.
At first I thought you were scared of the fight, but apparently you're not.
They were simply glad to see me active.
"Last time, I ran off with Harmonia, so I never saw your father fight."
That's what my daughter claims.
This may indeed be the first time I have ever shown my daughter how to fight.
I'm curious, so for once, I'll ask.
"How was your magical father? Wasn't that savage?
My daughter is a sweetheart. Or I may have let you down, I feared, but that seemed worrying.
My daughter waved for a long time and said:
"Yeah, that's not true. My dad's the best in the world!
When I say that with excitement, he hugs me again.
Harmonia comes too, confused by the rush.
She hugs me too.
This one felt more like a little lover than a child and a parent, but, well, it's a waste of money to go. So when I left it as it was, there was a girl standing on her own a little further away.
No, a boy.
Isma's not a student in my class, but she's a student in the college.
Besides, he is also a friend of my daughter's.
It was pathetic to be out of company.
When I made the call, Isma finally embraced me, too.
At first he was confused and Isma dyeing his cheeks, but he immediately loosened himself.
When I saw this appearance, my master and Chloe seemed to give me another disgraceful name, but I didn't care.