Dancing Circles on the Horizon of Events

"~ Eh. Hihaha hi yes...... (my tongue hurts......)"

Amber, a witch bored by the pain in her chewed tongue, wielding as large a cane as what Lucia used to use.

That big wand that was held in her hand like that...... seems to repeat, for a wizard, it was a tool to amplify his own abilities.

The size of the wand does not exert optimal force unless it is the right size for its magic.

If I were to analogize, could I say something like a faucet in a water supply?

Even if the building has a large pipe flow rate, if the exit is small, the flow rate flowing out is not much different from a normal faucet.

Conversely, even though there is only a small flow rate, there is no momentum with a large faucet.

Therefore, the prerequisite that the operator is equipped with an appropriate wand according to his own magic power is necessary, but the size of the wand was like a barometer that visually determines the magic power of the operator.

For this reason, some adventurers seemed to gloat and equip themselves with large canes in vain… In this world, where there are not too many people who can use magic in the first place, they quickly become famous because strong magic could only be used, so even if the unknown had a large cane, they never seemed to be dealt with by Matomo with their hind fingers.

Note that this is for the record...... in Lucia's case, even the biggest cane existing in this country blew up with too much output, so I'm not even gearing up around now......

Well, aside from that.

In other words, if Amber, who has been gradually gaining fame lately while being persecuted as a witch, is equipped with an appropriate wand according to her magic powers, rather than a haunt… she is a person who possesses considerable magic, it would be.

That, too, is as good as Lucia when she was using the wand......

… but is.

There were exceptions to everything.

Exceptions to the name "good" or "bad".

Even if Lucia is the bearer of monstrous magic, she doesn't necessarily have universal junction magic like Catalina.

I mean, Amber has...

"Well...... I can only use metastatic magic, how do I fight it?

There was a fatal flaw as a wizard that...

Well, given that there are few transfer wizards in this world, I can't say enough about the strong (or fatal) shortcomings.

"Grrrrrrrr......!

Where all the dragon braces that had been temporarily accumulating were released into the out-of-phase space that had been generated by metastatic magic, and the self-unleashed attack that poured down on itself was gone, the ground dragon, whose body was finally free, roared toward Amber, who was an operator of metastatic magic, to express his anger.

On the back of such a ground dragon, even with the armor of a red-hot rock, he sees no bleeding, etc... Apparently, he is not an exaggeration to say that he is almost intact.

"It's good to dress up and cut in front of the brave man... but this may not be a good idea..."

Amber smiled back bitterly at the willingness to kill directed against himself, saying.

Like Amber's expression, who was showing some room... Actually, she was unlikely to take any significant damage even if she was attacked by a ground dragon.

If something happens that can't be helped, just before that, you just have to use metastatic magic to escape.

Alternatively, it may be a hand to fly the ground dragon itself somewhere.

It's just... in terms of dealing damage to the ground dragon, even if you don't take the damage, you lacked more than brave men, in deciding and effectively hitting.

It had to do with the problems specific to metamagic.

In conclusion… Amber's metastatic magic prevented her from transferring objects to places other than where she had actually been before.

That can be said of the general metastatic magic, even if there is a slight difference, basically, a place that the surgeon has visited once… that is, a place where he has memories about the place and cannot transfer himself without being able to clearly imagine it.

The only place she could clearly imagine, still young, except for the view in front of her, is a very limited place… for example, 'home' or 'treatment center', which is central to her normal activities, or… there were only about 'Church of the King's Capital', which seems to have unforgettable memories… No way, I wouldn't even bother explaining what would happen if I sent an angry dragon to such a place.

"... go to the infirmary. Sophie will be there..."

...... I didn't actually do it, but Amber whines about that with a bosom.

Apparently for her Sophie...... a woman named Sophia is a dependable person at times like this.

By the way......

There was a huge difference in mindset between the brave men who were literally fighting while cutting their lives until earlier, and Amber, who is about to fight the Grounddragon, in dealing with the rough things he said like this.

Primarily stand-play-centric, only tuck in and fight some good people… or do not do anything like fight alone from the start, but use the help of those around you to engage in other, earnest fights.

Needless to say which of the two fight in which style.

... The stance may be described as disqualified as the characters in the story.

There is no prominence, no taking the lead… In the herd, with the help of all, but securely supporting those around us, I wish everyone peace….

That wasn't something I could say to Amber alone, it seemed like something I could say in common to the others, except for special figures like the brave ones.

But how great power does it have?

And how horrible is the 'group' created by such people...

At least the dragon in front of him didn't seem to know.

Thus he turned his hostility to the elephants who had only seen them as mere obstacles scattered around him… even though they were small to themselves, only against Amber, who had inflicted pain.

"Gwow......!!

Even if they use metastatic magic and are attacked again, there is no damage to the body and it is only pain… it is not bad to compare them to the roots before their magic runs out, before their magic runs out.

Alternatively, blowing up a nest (town) that the opponent seems to care about at the end of the attack could be a hand...

I'm not sure if I thought so... but it seems that the dragon decided to spit out the dragon brace again, opening its mouth and starting charging for magic.

That, too, wasn't just aimed at Amber all of a sudden, as she twisted her neck to the side in an attempt to blow every town behind her...

Chewie......

... Of course I didn't hear such a tall turbine noise because it's not a machine, but it looks like I'm going to hear such a phonetic sound, gradually in its mouth, a ground dragon that collects particles of light.

And not long after, he tried to spit out his braces... at that time.

Bohoo......

Out of nowhere, a small fireball flew in and hit the face of the earth dragon.

"Gww...?

What was wrong with the hit...... the ground dragon once swallowed the dragon brace he was about to throw up turned a bright red eye in the direction of the fireball's flying.

Then there...

"Ugh?! Do it... I'm dead!

I see one young adventurer with a bluish face who speaks so while showing behavioral suspicious movements......

Apparently, he didn't intend to attack himself, but the moment he was distracted, he made a mistake and let the magic erupt.

"Gru......!

The fact that he turned his attention to such a short one made him angry in itself, and the earth dragon tried to use its tail like a whip to blow up about its adventurer...

such a fold,

Pough......

Ice magic, much smaller than earlier, flies to his forehead.

"Get out of our town!

That was from a boy who wasn't even old enough.

Seeing it emerge from the alley of the city...... I may have come out of the house I was evacuating and bumped that thought against those who raid the city I love......

... that was the beginning.

Bohoo......

Pough......

Bong......

Magic of various sizes began to pour horizontally from the surroundings against the dragons of the earth, who were in formation in such a way as to crush the main gates of the city, as if rainfall grains large and small were to be hit.

… it was not only released by those who were on the spot and safe, or by those who rushed from the hit.

Even the soldiers, adventurers, citizens, and witches, quotes, and minotaurs who were sinking into the rubble, were supposed to be in a dying situation, and contained many of the magic that shook and unleashed the power they could have.

And it gradually builds momentum, and in a few seconds...

Dogogogogogogo!!

Even though it was small... but it developed into a magic beyond counting, and it blew toward the ground dragon like a big storm that couldn't look around with rain grains.