Disciple of Immortal

I float my magic formation, stretching my index finger and flashing all around me.

"Space-Time Magic, Tenth Floor." Dimensional Flash. "

Raño's body around him went straight into two.

Fluid splashes from the cutting surface.

It's a line attack instead of a small-turn, and the power is one magic of the moment, but it seems sufficient for a miscellaneous fish hunt.

I also appreciate how easy it is to avoid crusade sites.

I ran between Ragno's remains and moved forward to Filia and Pomera.

"Oh, brilliant."

That's what Pomera said as she held Philia back.

"It's low-level magic, so it's the right kind of power."

"Low rank...?

Pomera tilts her neck.

"Philia, that, can you turn it off? I'm a little nervous..."

I float in the air, fingering a mysterious blissful laughing sphere.

"Are you okay? That guy named Rosmond leaked the story, and it doesn't bother you?

"... well, maybe that guy's okay"

That's what I said, looking behind the woods where Rosmond ran away.

Philia seems to have reassured me of my words for now, and erased the mysterious sphere.

Pomera, who had been desperately holding on to Filia until earlier, had also opened her up in a state of heartfelt relief.

"... I'd like to ask you at last, what was that?

"Creepy Face!"

That's what Filia said she was good at.

Really... Creepy Face?

Was such a disastrous name given to me?

"What was that object that did?

"Here's the thing, Gucci...! Mixed... uh, kind of cod out, eh..."

Phyllia explains it by gesturing, but I wasn't sure.

Now that I don't know, I just know that it's going to be something terrible.

"Next time I'll show you Kanata and Pomera!

Mi, it's like I want to see it, I don't want to see it, I don't want it to come out again......

Afterwards, I decided to hang with Pomera and Filia on a full-fledged Ragno crusade.

I run to the Ragno herd, kicking the ragno in front of me and slashing the ragno in the back with the Dimensional Flash.

He alternated his footsteps with a space-time magic blade and scattered a raño.

Small-turning Dimensional Flash is easier to use than you think.

I was letting it rot because it didn't do much for the Devils of "The Curse Mirror of the Distorted Realms," but I might as well use this a lot for fighting in the outside world.

It is an extremely thin blade and fits to be described as' cutting 'rather than' slashing '.

For this reason, it is easy to recover the material because the impact will not be transmitted and the subject will not be busted or burst.

Pomera put up a great scepter, pointing it towards where the raños were gathered.

"Spirit Flame Magic 5th Floor" Red Lotus Fluorescent (Flared Fly) "!

A bright red fireball arises, falling into the center of the rally of Ragno and bursting.

The raños caught in the blast burned black and rolled around.

To that extent, the eyeballs are likely to be recovered.

Red Lotus Fluorescent (Flare Fly) was a magic suitable for this purpose, as the blast's range attack is the main one.

When Phyllia put her hands up, two giant bright white arms were stretched out of the ground.

"Damn, Pa!

When Phyllia slaps her hand, her white arms move in tandem.

I scrape the surface, dig a ditch, and my two arms meet my palms.

More than ten raños that had been wound up were compressed in their hands, spraying their body fluids violently from between their fingers.

The pulled eyeballs popped out in shock and rolled over the ground.

... Are the other eyeballs safe?

The first of the raños shouldn't mean more than crusade proof, so I don't think there's a problem with it being somewhat deformed......

Nearly sixty raños were united where they quickly remained.

"Space-Time Magic Lv.4" Short Range Transition (Shortgate) "

I stood on Ragno's back running away with space-time magic and flashed my fingertips to the side.

The blade of Dimensional Flash slashed Ranho's body.

"That's Kanata! Kanata, the space-time magic you're good at, you looked great this time!

Pomera walked up to me, too dry.

"My specialty is either flame magic, isn't it? Space-time magic was good for my master, Mr. Renaele. Instead, maybe she liked it because it was convenient too, something like that..."

I've never seen Lunaere driven by the need to be serious, so maybe that doesn't mean that space-time magic is the best magic in her.

It is also conceivable that you simply prefer convenient space-time magic.

Maybe Lunaere wasn't space-time magic, he was best at Necromancer magic.

Renaele said so when she spoke of the past that she was best at Necromancer magic, at least in her lifetime.

The filth of her wrapped underworld also helps to increase the magical power of the Necromancer.

I also use space-time magic a lot because, unlike flame magic, even if you add or subtract incorrectly, the damage is still better.

If I'm serious about flying flaming magic, every city, every forest, could burn down.

If you fly the highest level of magic available, it's suspicious if you can put out the flames.

Because Renaele used it a lot, I think there are aspects to it that are shifting habits.

"Huh...? Oh, yeah? Then until now, that's all magic that's not the main force...?

Pomera opened her mouth blindly, but shook her head and put it right back to its original expression.

"No... if you're surprised one by one about Kanata, you don't have Kiri..."

He had a distant eye as if he had enlightened himself.

... What does Pomera really think of me?

"If you were so surprised by me, if you met Mr. Renaele, you'd be in a lot of trouble. He couldn't see the bottom."

"Kanata really loves Renaele......"

That's what Pomera told me, and I shook my shoulders up and down.

I had told Pomera that Renaele was an elderly woman.

Even so, I wondered if it might have been possible from my appearance that Renaele was immortal.

I was careful, but maybe the air seeped a little like love.

"Oh, well, in a kind way, I love it. Mr. Renaele is your grandmother!

"Duh, what's wrong, there's such an excuse to say it. I've heard that before, so I know that...?

I say it like Pomera was confused.

I apologized to Renaele.

I've overlaid the extra lies again.

I don't know how many years it will be, but the next time I see Renaele, I may not be able to see her face right away with hindsight.