I Said Make My Abilities Average!

Miles slipped his gaze and confirmed that Lena was putting everyone within the barrier. Now it is ok to use any magic. Except for the man in front of me.

The surroundings, with poor trees standing sparsely, are mostly rocky and not worried about environmental damage.

"I'm going!

Buh...

A vibrating sound was heard from the sword erected by Miles, and the sword body glowed blue.

"Become!"

Magic sword.

No magic, no swordsmanship, just a girl with a high decorative status, a fast magic bullet that went unnoticed earlier. I was wondering if the magic arm was there, and now he apparently uses the sword. That too, using the high technology of wrapping magic around the sword body.

But no matter how many magic swords you can use, if your sword moves are poor, it doesn't make much sense.

And the lack of talent for swordsmanship, as judged earlier, is certain and unmistakable from the way you are, the way you muscle, and the slippery limbs and luxurious stature without a scratch.

I only thought I had no magical talent because I was equipped with a sword, and I couldn't help but think it was wrong. But now it is an objective fact by observation. There is no mistake.

Did you switch to a sword instead of magic that would be available there with less magic and one of the earlier shots was the best?

No, then, what is that magic sword that I use sustainably? Besides, you should have just let me hit the magic blow earlier in the first place.

What the hell are you thinking?

At that time, an unpleasant thought came to the head of the leader of the demonic tribe.

... being played?

No way. No way......

I'm the escort leader for the investigation team, this little girl who's vulnerable, and she's not even old?

Stupid. Stupid, stupid, stupid!

The leader's head, for a moment, turned white. And unconsciously, he was chanting an attack spell in his head.

"Fire Lance. Ugh!

Attack magic by chanting omissions with magic to the point of excess, left to burning anger in a flash.

(Shit!

I regained my sanity the moment I shot him, but it's too late. A powerful flame-based attack magic of lethality thrusts toward the girl. At the earliest, no one can stop you. Including the person who unleashed the attack.

(Dead!

The moment when all five demons thought so.

Shit, no!

A spear of fire was swept away by the sword. It's easy and unconstructive.

"" "" "" Stupid!!

Miles had his mouth tied to a letter.

Normally, this is a behavior that represents anxiety or tension, but for miles, slightly different.

Yes, it was an act to keep the face that the mileage was about to loosen.

"Apparently, you're feeling better."

Lena was right.

It's finally getting interesting.

That was the face Miles thought he was.

I do not use the barrier. Because it's not funny to bounce all of your opponent's attacks back in the barrier.

And the power of attack magic drops. Because it's not fun to easily unplug your opponent's defense.

Lick p? No, no, this is a handed fight.

If this were to bind everyone to victory or defeat, I would never do that. But we've already decided to win or lose a team fight, so you can have a little fun.

That's what Miles thought.

"Flamebullets!

It wasn't just a flamebullet that the leader unleashed in his chant omission.

Four simultaneous shots. Aimed at both the head and the lower abdomen and sides of the body. That was that, crouching or jumping or avoiding left or right, one shot was bound to hit. Besides, unlike a fireball, if you hit it, it explodes. Quickly shot. Essential, with a bursting effect.

At the earliest opportunity, there was no desire to cut back. I'm not the one who can win by doing that. I finally realized it.

You don't even have to kill him. That way, the injury is healing magic and whatever.

Four flaming bullets head for the mile. Fast, but it was very slow compared to a bullet. miles, it would have been easily avoided simply by the stiffness of the body. But that's not funny.

Miles dared to face it from the front. Grab the sword.

Hiu-hyun!

"Huh..."

Disappeared.

Four flamebullets, in a flash.

All Lena and Pauline could tell was that Miles waved his sword. But I could barely tell Mavis and the five demons with excellent moving vision. That miles swept vertically and twice across, slashing and extinguishing all of the flamebullets unleashed by the leader of the Demonic Nation.

"Why, why not explode!

The leader screamed.

Yes, it's an explosive flamebullet, if you slash it with a sword, it explodes at that point. And it should have done some damage, or even worse, disfigured the other person, and blocked his sight for a moment. And it should have given us certainty of the next attack.

It vanished. Without exploding, it just disappeared.

Normally slashed with a sword, it would certainly have exploded at that moment. But Miles had his sword wrapped with magic. It is by its magic that it offsets the magic of the flame bullet.

At that time, the noisy word 'vs. extinction' came to mind in Miles' head, but the nanomachines just normally made an offset of energy, guessing that Miles didn't think otherwise of anti-matter, etc. The great thing about the nanomachines is that they are accommodating around here, but Miles didn't realize it at all.

"Flamebullets!

And now Miles unleashed the exact same magic. Up, down, left, right, and four simultaneous firings.

Battleships are usually designed to withstand attacks of the same power as their main cannons. Then this demon clan should also be wearing as many moves as they can withstand the same attack as themselves. I wanted to show it to you.

"Come on!"

If you are good at magic, you just need to put a magic barrier up front.

But I can't risk any more uselessness than seeing the penetration of that attack on the first (soggy) end (pan) mile. This is a safety precaution.

Reduce the number of bombs as much as possible, and avoid bombs to steeples. To do this, avoid to the left, remove the head and lower abdomen, and the heart from the barrage, and make an interception towards the only remaining flamebullet in the course of the bullet to the right chest.

"Flair Lance!"

I don't know the strength of the opponent's attack. In that case, the only way to do it is to shoot the magic of strength. That too, something that can shoot fast.

It will be a waste of magic, but I have no choice. Because that's what "those inferior to the amount of information deserve".

If you don't like that, it's all you have to do is have full access to their information or be confident in your magic, and you don't deserve to complain to anyone who didn't do it.

(Offset! Next, fire javelin or fire ball, okay? No, it's a drop in intensity interception, in case they pull it out...)

Distressing. If you misjudge, you will be attacked and defeated by the inferior. That said, every time I intercept with the magic of excessive power, if the opponent's magic power was quite high as a human being, it would have roughly the worst possible result: the magic would run out and lose to the human being. If that were to happen, it would be a laugh to the last generation.

(No, wait! I don't know what I'm thinking!

You don't have to think about defense, you just have to give your opponent time to attack.

Attack, attack, take the lead!

The leader of the Demon Nation went into full force attack, somehow shooting through the gap of his opponent, whose hands stopped attacking.

A series of attacks that emphasize manipulation, more than the power of one shot at a time. Yes, like earlier, in the battle between Lertbird and the female swordsman on the other side.

Now it's up to me to shoot and win.

And if the attack magic focuses more on continuous velocity than power, it's the only basics in the basics, this is it. There is no need to make it unchanging because it is in battle. To be fast, and powerful, the chant body speaks quickly in its head, and all it puts out in its mouth is a magic name, or chant omission magic.

"... Fireball!

Hin!

A small swing, but at the same time five red fireballs flew towards the target.

But that doesn't end there.

"Fire ball! Fire ball! Fireball!"

Five fireballs at a time, released in a row.

I can just chant it in my head first, and then it's the same magic, so I can just mouth the magic names continuously in a row. Good at Demons, it is a continuous firing. This is a classic way of attacking the Demons, which can also be said to have been spreading the theory that many of them can't beat the Demons in a magic duel.

Come to think of it, Mavis, who carried out a series of attacks that exceeded it, can't help but say, in a sense, "beyond the Demons", except for his endurance. The demons should have been stunned.

And numerous fireballs poured down towards the miles like meteor rain.

If a few of these shots are hit, the luxurious girl will lose her fighting power without a single clump.

But Miles didn't move with his sword clenched and there was no way to try to avoid it.