Hyaku Ma No Aruji

A year has passed since Merea was reincarnated.

For Melea, she didn't have time to take a breath after she was reborn, and somehow felt desperate to survive, being chased by the Spartan special training of the English spirits.

"Er, here's the surgical formula, and this surgical formula combines in a variable formula... Mm-hmm! Why are letters combined in shapes!! Who is it! I've been thinking about this!

That day, Merea was surrounded by three female English spirits, watching the intricate and strange tattoos engraved on a stone desk.

I glance at it with my fingers and hold my head as I say bumps.

In contrast, three beautiful women nibbling watching it,

"Yes, not there. That event ceremony is no good. Then there will be no flames."

"Ha... who really made this?"

"Come on? Not God? Surgery is like a physical phenomenon. Why life is born, why the speed of light is fixed, and when you stick it up, it's like," That's what it is, so it happens. "

"I know that, I know that, but it's complicated like an idiot, so it makes me want to throw up bumps by accident"

Melea had a lecture that day on 'sorcery'.

The name "magic" is a name attributed to the fact that the magic element that passes through the "technique" as a phenomenon is "magic".

A "surgical formula" is a formula that manifests (reveals) events and actions.

Calculate the cultivation of the world, sometimes incorporating the power of the Spirit of the Word, and throw there a fuel called a sperm, and wake it up in reality.

Sometimes the formula for intentionally causing an event in that way has a certain legality, but the system of shapes and letters used is fragmented.

First you have to get used to the surgical language that says' that's what it is'.

This one seemed to be getting his brain slapped down with cancer for training that would make his body remember his physical combat skills as a hero, and the fatigue for Melea felt more heavy this way.

"This is good stuff in a year, so good luck. I think it's pretty amazing how good it is from us."

"Then dinner tonight..."

"Huh? Except for this. If you can't do it right, you can't skip dinner, even if you're good, right?

"Ya, smile for fun...!

"Yes, read this event ceremony next. And inversion."

"Uh... with your head... is this the kind of polar thing you have to do?

"You, I have Flander-Crowe's demon eye, so I just have to screw up my knowledge of the surgical ceremony. Because it's gonna be a treasure rot."

That's what Merea was told and peered into the water bottle she left on the stone table.

On the surface of the bottle, I see my face.

Red eyes on snow and white hair.

These red eyes seem to be a factor in that flander.

- "Magic Eye of the Spiritual God (Flander-Crowe)".

That's what they call it.

- Sure, thanks to these eyes, it's big to know the constitutive formula in one shot...

The Devil's Eye of the Surgical God sees through every ceremony.

Most procedures are invisible after it becomes an event, but the "Magic Eye of the Magic God" discerns the constitutive formula even from the outside of such an event.

And if you can read the opponent's formula, you can disable it by hitting the corresponding inversion formula.

Simply, you can compete (let) win even if you hit a technique with a strong effect that exceeds the opponent's technique, but in the case of such a technique, you can't do anything about it if the opponent's technique is not mechanical.

That's the technique that absorbs the opponent's surgical formula, the technique that reflects the opponent's surgical formula, and if that's the case, it's hard for the force technique to work.

Something like an engraving ceremony that engraves and acts on things, or a curse that imposes constraints and limitations on organisms, could also be said when an opponent.

In that regard, inversion formulas can accommodate such things.

Because a precisely inverted surgical formula offsets the effectiveness of the formula.

So Merea was even slapped on the theory of art by the English spirits.

"The ideal is the reflection level. The moment you read the opponent's surgical formula in" The Devil's Eye of the Surgical God, "you apply an inversive surgical formula with reflexes. That's about the level. I finally passed."

"Reflection..."

"I'll do it without sticking around."

"Yes......"

The English spirits were gentle except during training, but both men and women were terribly sparta when it came to training.

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Until Merea used the Magic Eye of the Spirit, and then read the rituals of a few English spirits, and further derived the inversion formula from it, and knitted it off, at first...

"Ngu...!

"Yes, one minute. - Whoa."

"Shut up!"

It took a minute.

Read. Understand the theory of the surgical formula by combining shapes, letters, and numbers, and see through the ultimate potency of the composition.

Now fix it to a reverse arithmetic (like) and form an inversion technique.

Inversion formulas do not necessarily arise only if the shapes are opposed or the letters are opposed.

Because even the same shapes can produce very different effects as soon as they are mirrored.

That's why Melea was slapped into various surgical theories.

From general surgical theories to mystical surgical theories that are indigenous to the periphery of the region.

The origins of the English spirits were also varied, and among the English spirits who were magicians during their lifetime, each surgical method was quite different.

That's how you get rid of the knocked in theory, make some inverting formula candidates in your brain, and use what you think would be best suited.

The process is enormous.

It therefore took a minute at first to create an inversion procedure.

"You're dead in a minute."

"I know..."

"First of all, the inversion ceremony of the barrier system is fine, but then you want it to be an aggressive inversion ceremony."

"What's aggressiveness?

"Instead of defense, invert the opponent's M.O. and convert it into an Attack M.O. That's aggressive deactivation. If it were my black flame technique, it would probably be a white flame technique if I flipped it like that, so I would read it in reflexes, braid it in reflexes, and 'shoot first'. Isn't this the ultimate system?"

"He said he would shoot before the person who knitted the ceremony..."

"There is a temporal opening between knitting and the event. The more proficient the user, the quicker the expression is drawn, but I'm sure the expression will be drawn first. He didn't have to use the Devil's Eye to reflexively invert the technique after seeing the previous technique. Well, if you're a good magician, even if you're not so fuzzy, you'll do enough to estimate effectiveness by looking at the preoperative formula."

"I just said a monster! They're doing the same thing to me as I am to you!!"

"It's okay, because you're not a decent person anymore, because you live in the body with the Devil's Eye and the Rigid Body of the God of War and all the other qualities of the English spirit."

"What's 'okay'......!

"I wonder if the vessel of the soul was big. I'm not sure about that area though. I wonder if Flander-Crows would know."

With that said, the female English spirit generates a surgical ceremony just as unintentionally.

Seeing the surgical formation spread out in front of her, Merea decided to work on the creation of the inversion ceremony immediately, even as she let her cheeks pull.

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That's how the training by the various heroes went on, roughly three years.

In the blink of an eye, Merea grows.

"Well, three shots at the end."

On that day, Merea stood in front of the three female English spirits with her arms gently open. It's a war scene.

the opposing female English spirits, each in front of his hand,

"Flamegun."

Thunder Gun

Water Gun

I was unleashing magic.

For a moment the compositional formula is drawn before the hand, but it quickly transforms into flames, thunder, and water, making it invisible.

There is little lug until their procedure becomes an event.

That is proof that they are good magicians.

But Merea's eyes could see the configurations enclosed in them.

Moments, Merea braids a separate formula in each direction.

The surgical formation formed by the surgical language and shapes spread from Merea's palm and stood as if it were a shield.

Each spear thrusts against that Merea surgical barrier.

And so...

"- Yeah, and that's the point. Well, let's call it a day."

A spear that crashed into the barrier vanished in an instant.

It collided with a surgical barrier with an inverted formula and was' neutralized '.

"Do it or something! It took me three years. Oh!!"

"It took me ten years. You seem more talented than I am. That's strange. I'm from a world without a ritual."

Coming next to Merea, laughing joyfully and stroking her head was Flander-Crowe.

It is the owner of Merea's demonic eye.

Because of the division of the existential factor into Melea, Flander's Spiritual Body already had no "Magic Eye of the Surgical God".

But as the previous owner, it was Flander who taught Melea how to use the Devil's Eye.

"I'd love for Flander to say that. But I guess Flander managed it all on his own, didn't he?

"Right."

"Because I have a leader, I think I can learn more efficiently."

"If you say so, they'll be glad to hear it."

That's what Flander said, pointing to the three female English spirits.

Melea sees you so you can get caught, but - I'm stuck.

The appearance of the female English spirits was so faint that it seemed to disappear now.

"Huh?"

Melea raises her scowling voice and rushes to the female English spirits.

The opposing female English spirits had a gentle grin.

"- Yeah. So our untrained run out of fuel here, too. - I don't know, I kind of get how Leilas feels."

"Leilas at heart has ascended with the joy of having a child, though. How happy she was."

"Leilas died young."

"Mi, guys -"

Merea looked anxious.

But they stroked Melea's head like that twice each,

"It means I'm at peace, so are we. I was going to do more flashy, untrained sunshine, but I'd be satisfied if I was raising you. I didn't have any children in my lifetime either, so I'm sure it did. Really, motherhood is a pain in the ass."

"Melea, at first I thought I'd tailor you to a hero and avenge those who betrayed us, but now I don't want you to carry it. It's quite heartfelt to bind a child's freedom."

"That's what I'm talking about, so live as you please, Melea. However, you are a man so that you can at least protect what you want to protect, so always be strong enough."

Three voices rang.

- They disappeared.

Flander, who was next to Melea, looked up into the sky,

"This will make me miss Spiritual Mountain again."

I shrugged about that.