Thousand Years Sage Kate and Snow Witch Anastasia.

Kate's daughter Fiona, Imperial Empress Veronica and the ghost girl.

The two sets of battles began almost simultaneously.

It was the blow of the witch Anastasia that became the werewolf smoke of the battle.

When she quick-read chanted the ancient magic language, she generated a huge amount of ice over her head.

"I know it's cheap for a snow witch to be ice magic."

And laughs in a self-derisive manner.

"Not at all, no surprise of any kind"

But add, kite.

"Even more obnoxiously, its magic is immense. There are no operational laws or any spasms."

"I'm terrified to be praised by a wise man who's lived a thousand years."

"It just sounds ironic when you tell me you have the title of the Great Sage."

"You don't have to. My concubine still cares about the order of the firstborn. Big seniors need to be polite."

When Anastasia declares so, she moves her lips gently.

too far away to hear her voice, but to observe the movement of her lips,

"Ice cubes, turn into sharp spears and skewer intruders"

And I heard it.

In fact, when some of the ice cubes are crushed and scattered, the crushed ice strikes the kite in the shape of a spear.

Ice spears strike at the speed of a moment when they point their spear at Kite as if they were willing.

If Kate hadn't magically fortified herself beforehand, she wouldn't have avoided it.

That's how fast and murderous Anastasia's ice spears were.

Successfully dodging on a piece of paper, Kate asks, looking at the spear piercing the ground.

"At first, when I met you, I felt like I was giving Fiona a nice, polite atmosphere to treat me like a father, but I guess that was my fault."

"I'm being polite. This is why I am challenging you with my whole body. This is the first time in decades that this snow witch has done all she can."

"That's an honor. For once, I tell you, I think Fiona will be very sad if I die."

"I guess."

"Will you be welcoming me as a guest about Fiona?

"Whatever. She is the only 'complete' homunculus in this world who can live outside the flask. I can't find an alternative. I'll take care of it."

That girl is special, and Anastasia laughs deeply.

"So if I had that girl in my hand, I'd memorize her first. And let me forget all about you and live quietly in this hall. As my 'sister'."

"It would be a mistake on the part of the experimental body"

"I'd say so."

"Then you can't lose."

That's what Kate said, chanting magic. The most powerful spell you can put on this scene right now,

Red Lotus Chant

released.

The magic that normal magicians are forbidden to chant, - no, if you are a half-breed magician, it was such a powerful magic that chanting only led to death.

The scorching flames emanating from Kite relentlessly strike Anastasia, and the Red Lotus Flame envelops her.

It was literally a firepower that would have left no bones but ashes if it were just a human being, but for Anastasia the flame was also equal to a cool breeze.

I can't scorch one of Anastasia's hair.

The blue and white magic kept her around and prevented the flames as a wall of iron.

No, that's not all, Kate's magic is used by her instead of damaging Anastasia.

The flames clung around her converge over her palms.

And Anastasia breathes "ugh" into the flames that accumulate on her palms.

He also looked like a noble woman who put out the candle flames on the cake.

I guess it's as easy as that to reflect the magic of Kate's entire body, but the fact is, she makes it easy.

Kate receives her unleashed magic decently.

- But kite is also something. Instantly deploy a defensive wall on the front to remove a burning flame.

In the end, the flames unleashed by Kite merely melted the snow nearby.

Until now, one step at a time, the battle of the fifth...,

"... is that it?

And, ask yourself, Kite.

Honestly, I didn't think there was a difference in magic so far.

We have just confronted each other, but honestly, it opens up to that difference in magic.

The blow of the earlier body contained the best magic. But Anastasia bounces it off as if to shake it off.

That was within the assumption, but there was a miscalculation on the part of Kite.

"I was confident in the quality of magic, in combat technology, but I never dreamed there would be so much difference in the total amount of magic"

The Snow Witch Anastasia was not only bouncing off Kite's curse magic, but at the same time making even more massive chunks of ice that she had created earlier.

It's up to you, but if it's that size, can you make ten ice spears at the same time?

I foresaw that, but Kate's predictions fell off beautifully.

Anastasia seemed to have created enormous amounts of ice not only in the air, but also in the ground.

Countless spears of ice also jump out of the ground.

"Damn, the blow was this fabric stone."

"You're smart."

And a smiling witch. The smile is beautiful.

But I didn't have time to be seen. Ten ice spears pouring relentlessly from the air, sending them away, while avoiding ice spears coming out of the ground, etc., are not always possible.

Regardless, I avoided it, magically crushed it, and prevented it with barriers because there was no reason to be skewered in silence, but the limits nonetheless come.

And then, in a few decades, the ice spear will skewer Kate's body.

It was a defined and established future, but the wise man who lived the millennium avoids it.

Kate instantly dispersed an ice spear that struck from every angle.

They unleashed their magic and crushed it.

Usually it was an impossible act, but Kate somehow accomplished it.

Seeing the sight, the Snow Witch looked surprised. Then I ask Kite out of pure curiosity.

"There is so much difference between the concubine and your magic power that it cannot be filled. But why can you stand for so long?

Kite answers the question. Immediately and accurately.

"That's because I'm Fiona's father. A father wants to dress well in front of his daughter. I can multiply that power in front of my beloved daughter."

When Kate answered that, the witch shouted.

But I didn't make a fool of Kite.

Anastasia declared this with pure eyes.

"Then all I have to do to kill you is unleash many times as many magical attacks as I do now."

Anastasia, who was good at it, put instant magic in both hands, many times more willing to kill in both of its eyes than earlier.

And this is how I whine in the depths of my heart.

No, scream.

"Seeing fathers and daughters like you makes me want to rip my chest off."

That's what Anastasia's lost heart was screaming at, but to whom is the word directed?

Anastasia herself, was obscure.