Falling Mage and the Power of Divergence

Real's knowing Seiya, although it was the swordsmanship arm, had no skill in magic at all, which made me want to suspect that she was really a magician.

But what about Seyya now?

I don't know the arm of swordsmanship, but to the time it takes to exercise magic, the timing of exercise, the optimal movement I'm used to fighting, to no chant. It's completely different from the Seiya that Real knows.

Real suspected for a moment that Seyya had exercised her magic without chanting that the Demonic Crystal Stone had used. But I could not feel such signs from Seyya.

Besides, it's too short for magic exercises via the Magic Stone. Real that understands that Seyya really exercised her magic without chanting.

"What the hell did you do... how the hell did you do that power..."

To the best of Real's knowledge, there is only one way for a magician to make an incredibly rapid change. It is a forbidden hand, as well as an ethically problematic human experiment.

"No way......"

Real reminds me that's where it is. That was a frequent kidnapping a few months ago.

We hear that the killer was solved by the hands of the same thirteen apostles, Basil, but among them are a large number of victims that have not yet been found, including students from the Senavian School of Magic.

The Episcopal Church announced that all its victims were dead, and the case closed, but did not actually confirm the bodies.

If the whole country were to know that the victim, who is announcing that he is dead, was alive, assuming that the victim included Seyya, it would be a question of the responsibility of the Episcopal Church.

Does the Episcopal Church, which wants to prevent such a situation, heretically certify Seyya, the victim of the incident, and intend to erase its existence?

That's what I thought. In Real, something sounded like a cute fit.

"You're the victim of that case!?

……

Seiya is surprised by the unexpected words. Seiya doesn't know why Real knows that Seiya is involved in that case. But more than they know, they may also sniff around about the dark attributes.

That's all I want to prevent. Seiya hesitates until now, but decides.

Seiya didn't really want to show herself in her hands against Mikokabrera, who has been turning a curious obsession since earlier, but she can't say that more than fight Real.

"I'm sorry, but I'm serious."

"What!?

Real gets goosebumps due to the unusual pressures emanating from Seyya. Real, who thought Seyya was being unfairly heretically certified, tried to insist that she wanted to help him with Seyya, but immediately threw the idea away.

Intimidation released from Seyya, that's just the real killer. For Real, who has never killed a person before, a killer who can't emit. Real was laughing wonderfully before the killing.

That's the first feeling I've ever felt.

In the same generation of Real, there is no magician with the strength to line up with him. That's the reality that Real was poked at last year's Leirian Magic Games, and it's a sad reality.

There was a little bit of a magician who would fight well with Real, but still there was no being to make him hot from the bottom of his heart.

The strongest of generations - that seems a delightful and lonely title.

"I don't want to lose to him," "I want to catch up with him," "I want to beat him," and the strength of not having an incisive presence with each other like that, it's just vain to have. Without a goal, I don't know what to do.

That's why Real wanted it. The presence of a good enemy (competitor) who has the strength to stand in line with himself and makes him feel his desire for victory from the bottom of his heart.

And now its presence was in front of Real.

Poor magician who is likely to be obliterated of his existence by the Episcopal Church, enemies of the ecclesiastical Church with heretical certification. I don't care about that anymore for Real.

What Real wants now is a genuine bump with Seiya, who unleashes the overwhelming intimidation in front of her. That's all.

Real takes off the shackles he put on himself to really bump into each other with Seyya.

Seyya opens it all up from the start to defeat dangerous molecules who may know her secrets.

Two young magicians scream at the same time.

"Unlimited"

"'Wrapped Light' Limit Breach (Overlimit)"

At the next moment, there will be a change in their appearance.

From Real, who holds the sword in his right hand, magic floods out as if seeping out.

It's a gift to dwell in from birth to him. Overwhelming amount of magic. The magic that Mikokabrera usually tells me to suppress for training, but when he frees it, the amount of magic that Real has is a hundred times that of a regular magician.

Such magic is becoming more and more abundant from Real.

Meanwhile, Seyya's body, which holds a double sword in both hands, wraps around the magical power of the light attribute and has no color in its sight.

In a monochrome world where colors were discarded in order to lighten the brain's information processing a little bit, Seyya had a hint of magic seeping out of the Real.

A boy with an overwhelming magic and an overwhelming sense of intimidation that meets each other. The two were already monsters out of the frame of seventeen.

The whole small square in the alley where the two stand makes a noise. But you two don't care about that.

Mutual appearance in each other's eyes. The two sharpen their concentration to the extreme.

As the bees and air vibrated, it was Real who spoke first.

"Let's go, Annone. No, Christina-Saya!

"Come, Real-Five. No, Real-Christopher!

At the next moment, the two moved out almost simultaneously.

The two moved out almost simultaneously, but the speed is overwhelmingly faster for Seiya. Real who realizes he can't react to Hollins of Seyya, who is slashed at divine speed, stops preventing it with his sword.

"Ha!"

"Shit..."

Hollins slashed by Real at divine speed, but just before he touches Real's body, he is bounced back by something.

It is the magic of the Real released in disorder. Real, with much more magic than ordinary people, is unconsciously releasing magic.

Its magic power is so dense that it becomes a barrier to magic that it can play, whether it be the sword of divine speed or not.

The barrier of magic released in disorder causes Seyya, who was played Hollins, to lose balance for only a moment.

There is no way that Real, the thirteen apostles, would miss such a momentary gap, and wave the sword straight down towards Seyya as you wish.

"" Light Wall "Shining Wall" "

Seiya uses the light wall Shining Wall to prevent Real attacks. But unfolding the wall is not on the orbit of a sword held by Real, but on the wrist track of an arm holding the sword.

If it unfolds on the orbit of the sword, it will be shattered and scattered in an instant by the sword that has been swung down, but not shattered and scattered if it unfolds on the orbit of the wrist.

As soon as Real sees the Light Wall Shining Wall unfold on the wrist track, he changes the sword's orbit and tries to slash it on Seyya.

But there is no way that Seyya will wait for the time to change the sword's orbit, and Seyya will jump back and distance herself from Real.

The distance between the two opens about ten meters in an instant.

"Huhhhhhhhhhhhh. This is it, this is it, what I was looking for! That's great, Christina-Saya."

"Shit, I got eyes on the nasty guy..."

Real that makes me happy, against Seiya, who makes me so hot about myself as never before. Meanwhile, Seyya was contemplating a response to the disorderly released barrier of magic released by Real.

In a half-breed attack, we cannot break the barrier of magic unleashed by the disorder of Real. When Seyya is so sure, she wraps the magic of light attributes around Hollins, who holds them in both hands.

"I'll decide next."

"That's our line."

Seeing Seyya let Hollins wrap up the magic of light attributes, Real wraps up the magic of light attributes with a sword in his hand.

"Don't die, Christina-Saya"

"Well, go to sleep and say it"

I don't need small work. Real can't get to Saiya Speed, nor can Saiya break the barrier of magic unleashed by Real's disorder.

Then we'll have to decide with all our strength. The two are so determined.

The air around you is even more annoying than it was earlier, but the two of you don't care about that.

In a tremendous concentration, the two moved at the same time.

Real waves the sword wrapped around the magic of the light attribute down to Seyya as he wishes, and Seyya protrudes in front of Hollins body wrapped around the magic of the light attribute and penetrates at divine speed towards Real.

"" Light Wave (Last Thrash) ""

"" Divine Speed Poke "" Final Strike ""

A sword wrapped around a vast amount of magic to be waved down and a double sword trying to pierce an enemy at divine speed.

Now those two tried to bump into each other, it was that moment.

"" Flame Storm ""

"" Fire Chain "

Suddenly, a giant tornado of flames emerges between Seyya and Real, blunting the movement between the two. And in an instant, the Fire Chain restrains the two men whose movements are dull.

"I'd be in trouble if they fought all over the city like this. Lord Real."

"Don't even look at Mr. Mikokabrera, please stop"

That being said, it was Eliela-Baugeral, a strong looking man with short brown hair, a woman with grease-greyria and reddish hair.

They are both the platoon captains of the Basil squad belonging to the Episcopal Church.