Falling Mage and the Power of Divergence

Indeed, Real is currently a pinch. The audience also watched the two fight in a hiatus, wondering if Real would lose. But the person in question doesn't think about it at all.

The only thing I was thinking about in my mind was Seyya.

"I don't know what you think of the Thirteen Apostles..."

"Ah?

Parnaero listens to his lack of interest in what Real suddenly started talking about. Real is the strongest of generations in Parnaero. It doesn't matter, I just wanted to beat the Thirteen Apostles.

That is why we have fought about Real as the fifth place in the Thirteenth Apostolic Sequence, Real-Five, not the most powerful magician of our generation, Real-Christopher. Real knew that naturally, too. that I am seen as the Thirteenth Apostle, not an athlete.

So I couldn't forgive you.

There's a Parnaero who has the attitude to insult the Thirteen Apostles as he pleases.

"Don't lick the Thirteen Apostles. Unsealed (Unlimited)"

At the next moment, Real's true magic reveals itself.

And the special demon sealing stone that was on Parnaero's left hand can be shattered.

"What!?

Parnaero doubts his eyes at the incredible sight in front of him, but Real laughs as if he was certain somewhere.

Parnaero's demonic sealing stone is an ore that has the effect of sealing magic within a certain space. There are naturally acceptable limits to that ore. Moreover, if we were to seal the magic, we would need a fairly large tolerance.

That's why Real thought. You just have to be above that big tolerance, he said. Fortunately, I have an overwhelming amount of magic and have only shown that one scale during the Games.

Real had dared to contain his own magic during this tournament, and only part of it was used. But Parnaello, not knowing that, had taken the liberty of mistaken that Real meant it.

"I'm sorry, but that's it for the game."

"Damn, damn, don't be ridiculous! Thirteen apostles!

When Parnaero abandons him so, he throws away the remaining fragments of the demonic seal stone in his left hand and stares at Real.

(Thirteen apostles, thirteen apostles, and thirteen apostles interrupted. unforgivable, unforgivable, never)

In my heart my hatred for Real is going to expand, Parnaero. And Parnaero began chanting.

"My God of Fire, now is the time to protect me, the soul of the God of Fire." Ogung ""

When Parnaero finished his chant, a giant watchman of flames appeared behind him. This is the inherent magic of the Gulsberg family, the Parnaero clan.

"Ogung... well, he's from that case..."

Real saw the magic exercised by Parnaero, 'Ogung', and finally remembered where he saw him.

When was that, he, Parnaello-Gulsberg, was on the dossier that Real saw in the Episcopal Church? It was also a case in which the boys who were Real's classmates were involved, as was Seyya.

And what was the material Parnaero was on was the family composition of the killers.

Yes, Parnaero is the son of Kour-Gullsberg, the mastermind of that case. And he is also a suspect who was suspected of being an accomplice to Kool.

I see. Were you involved in that case, too?

"I just realized it's too late. This ogun is stronger than his father's. I'll clean you up in a flash."

"That's funny"

Real pours magic into the sword he grips in his right hand and sets it over his head. This structure is the one that Real shows when he takes it seriously, as well as the technique of burying the opponent with a single blow.

"I'm sorry, but I'm done. I don't have time to deal with you."

"Yes, that's how those thirteen apostles half-killed their father, too. Don't be ridiculous, it always is. The Thirteenth Apostle is just a lawless group in his name.

Even so, we don't keep the law against us, we keep the law, we break the law, so we take them into custody. Don't be ridiculous, what's wrong with human experimentation?

That's the word Parnaero's crooked common sense rolls out.

"Human experimentation is necessary for the evolution of mankind. Even so, you are forbidden from experimenting with human beings. It's just a piece of junk, like a non-evolving human being."

"You don't have to talk about it anymore"

Real said quietly, desperately suppressing his anger.

Real is a human being who cannot tolerate human experimentation. Whatever reason that may be. That's why I couldn't allow myself to talk about Parnaero trying to affirm human experimentation in front of me.

"Yes, that's how you Thirteen Apostles tell people stories..." Shut up!

Real yelled at Parnaero, not yet trying to stop making his claim.

I don't need to hear the boy in front of me anymore. Because the boy in front of you is an outer road off the road to humans.

"Disappear, Parnaello-Gulsberg"

Real said so, waving down the sword he had placed over his head.

Then a mass of magic that concentrates an overwhelming amount of magic from the sword of Real is released in the form of a three-day moon.

"Prevent, Ogung"

Parnaero instantly decided that Real's attack was dangerous and ordered Ogung to prevent it. But it was a waste of time.

"No use."

Real is right, Ogung perished without a trace in an instant by a mass of magic without being able to do anything. And that's the same with Parnaero who was behind Ogung.

At the next moment, Parnaero retired without showing himself to be the dust of light. Moreover, the overwhelming mass of magic released from Real caused a huge ground crack in the volcanic area, causing the air to tremble.

The audience that saw such a sight on the screen thinks. He still said Real was something else. He said he was different from the other magicians.

"I knew it was a monster..."

"Are you really the same person..."

"I can't believe you're our age with that..."

"What kind of creature can beat such a monster..."

That's words to the student magicians in front of the overwhelming sight shown on the screen.

"But there's more this year"

"Oh, sure."

"If it were those two..."

Ahead of the audience's eyes, the two magicians are shown at the edge of the screen.

One is Jill, a brown-haired boy who just finished the fight. He is a featured player who manipulates two demonic guns into a clan of premium magicians.

Even in earlier fights, a pleasant win by showing the opponent an overwhelming difference in power between the two slightly noted magicians. Its strength is obvious.

"Wouldn't that laser break even that magic barrier?

"Sure, that laser is powerful."

"Yeah, but Master Real also has that overwhelming magic attack."

"Right. The point is how to prevent that attack."

The audience wants it. The battle of Zill, a clan of extraordinary magicians, and Real, the thirteenth apostle.

And there was another player the audience was expecting.

It is an extinct beautiful girl currently in the desert area south of the map. We haven't fought yet, but everyone knows its strength is strong.

That thunderous god, the special magician clan, Your-Arunya, the fruit daughter of Riger-Arunya. She acts well avoiding the battlefield, but tells the story that her face and wrapping aura are not normal.

"I knew you'd pay attention, too."

"Oh, most importantly, that beauty is a goddess"

"Hey, could you say that in front of her?"

"Itete, he said it was bad. You're cute, too."

"Well, I don't know. But it's beautiful."

You make even a love-love couple fall in love.

"Oh. And that atmosphere is extraordinary."

"Yeah, right. He said he knew a real battle we didn't have."

The couple's face becomes serious in an instant. They were also aware of Youre's prowess because he was a magician who gained the strength to do so.

"And you're killing that one, aren't you?

"Is that a warcraft? Or people?

"You know what I mean. People."

"Surely that atmosphere is a magician who has fought and won against humans in action. No atmosphere in Real or Zill."

The couples just looked at the screen and saw through Yua's experience in action. But that's not just for couples, the other audiences have noticed.

A magician with interpersonal experience is different. That's common sense that all of us know about magicians. And when you hit with such a magician, it is recommended that you run away. Because they have no hesitation when killing people.

And the other magicians at the Arsenian School of Magic.

"Well, especially that boy in the middle, that's pretty dangerous."

"You're that Harlem bastard. That one is too different in character. And I envy you surrounded by such a beautiful girl."

"Yes, yes, but who the hell are they?"

"I don't know, the guys I was there last year hadn't changed that much, but those three first-time sighters are different dimensions"

"Yeah, right."

While most audiences pay attention to the Real of the Thirteen Apostles, the Zill and Youre of the Extraordinary Magician Clan, only some magicians were aware of the differences in the Arsenian School of Magic.

And to the worst that was about to happen, their true power appeared.

The third day of the Leirian Magic Games is over.

Day three shepherds, a total of eight

shepherds in total, forty total

And the number of students left today totals twenty (two inside are non-combatant)

Note that the Arsenian School of Magic has zero shepherds