I Was Caught up in a Hero Summoning, but That World Is at Peace

It's not a raw, warm shock of cutting air, etc. Without an auxiliary surgical formula to prevent the impact from spreading around, the surrounding area would have been nothing long ago.

(Damn it! I'm not kidding!? The attack trajectory is monotonous and easy to understand... but this speed and power, this is the power of the Vertex of the Demonic Realm...)

Isis' physical attack was an understandable telephonic punch, but it was something that could not be prevented at all by its power or by the walls of the full force of Illis.

I am able to dodge it because it is easy to understand the start, but it is quite mentally tiring to keep avoiding fists that have to be prepared for considerable damage if hit.

(... what's a mock fight that idiot!? Without using the best magic attacks... you have such a difference in strength that it would be a decent fight... you knew this would happen!

Naturally, Alice knew that the current Illis would be no match for Isis even if he stood upside down. And after figuring that out, I dared to plan this mock fight. Then there must be something else there.

(Are you paying back for what happened at the previous bar? No, he's not the type to root for such details, and he wouldn't take such a way to retaliate... if so, what's the aim? Even after a stretch of offense like this and a mock fight begins, it's just easy for me to get down - wait, you mean that!

For Iris, who knows Alice well, including her personality, it didn't take long to realize what she was after.

And as Iris turned his gaze while avoiding Isis' fist...... Alice smiled.

(... Damn, I was going to understand that wasn't the case with my head. I should have thought you wouldn't... but you do? I was - you were 'chronic')

Iris bites his lips slightly and proceeds to think calmly with a regrettable look on his face.

(... I understood it was the power of something borrowed. The power I have now was given to me by Alice and not polished by myself... but I still thought I had enough power. If you have all this power, you need no more... lazily enough too)

Iris looks straight at Isis as he scratches his impending fist with a piece of paper.

(Yes, right now I'm just an ordinary person who just happens to gain a lot of power by accident. What is it that I haven't been able to do... what have I been doing for the last two years? It's not my power, it's just a strain... Aw, shit, that's what I'm talking about. In a period of time when I was dead and only conscious, my fangs, called the Stormbeast, had fallen out...)

Yes, Illis was proud of the power he had gained before even realizing himself. The same flesh of physical ability as Alice...... that alone made the majority of the world vulnerable to Illis.

That's why I stopped there. If you've had enough, you've stopped growing. Fact is she hasn't even mastered the unchanging magic yet... because she wasn't compelled to.

And that was something I couldn't overlook for Alice, who calls Iris her partner. I was even feeling frustrated about what was stopping me and why I wasn't trying to climb to where I was.

(... you want me to say this after this fight? "Build me up," he said... oh, let me tell you! Speak as you wish and rub your head against the ground!! But that's after the battle... now we have the best example in front of us! Let me learn by scratching my feet at best!!

And Iris looked at Isis's impending fist with a fierce grin... and took it.

"... surprised... all of a sudden... physical strengthening... has gotten better"

As a result of visual imitation of Isis' ongoing physical strengthening, Iris succeeded in accepting Isis' fist. Some of the most fingers bent in an unambiguous direction, and there was also blood flowing out of the palms….

"... haha... you even forgot about this. I've always hated losing. Especially losing without being able to exert his power was such a humiliation that he wanted to die. But let's embrace that humiliation this time… again, to grow fangs."

"... ugh... yeah?

"Lord Isis, if it's not annoying, could you teach me how to run magic later? It seems difficult to say it's perfect in terms of appearance imitation."

"... yeah... if it's okay with me... anytime... I'll tell you?

"... thankful"

Having said that and lowering his head gently, Iris turns his gaze to Alice, who is far away, frustrated that she is only slightly danced over her palms.

Then Alice's voice arrived by magic, as if I had targeted her.

"Is it time? Then let's finally have Mr. Isis attack us magically this time. Iris can defend or avoid it."

"Oh, let me study at best."

"... yeah?... I don't know... okay... and then... hands before... heal."

When Isis says so and puts his hands together gently, Iris's hand, which should have been worn out, comes back to normal. And as he watched Isis rise above the flurry again, Iris grinned bitterly.

"... Damn, the world is huge. No, this was a different world..."

After squealing like that at no one else, a giant wand in my hand with chills...... my eyes on Apocalypse.

"O tyrannical beast who sleeps in my heart, are you not victorious enough to remain silent? Let's scratch together."

Hearing that voice, the heart of Illis… her heart shed only a little light. As if to snort......