"Whoa, whoa, whoa!
……
Fight on the roof.
I hold an ice sword in my hands, and my opponent comes up against it with his bare hands.
Fight under the slightest moonlight.
But now, I don't rely on the light to fight.
Already, we are now rolling out the absolute inviolability area, the Anti-Material Field.
"Olaola, what's wrong? Aaaaaaaaaaaaaa!! Ah!?"
"Huh."
Although the absolute inviolability area Anti-Material Fields is deployed, the reduction area does not work for this opponent.
The reduction region first reduces the substance or phenomenon with [deceleration], from which it is [fixed] to activate the anti-matter "antimaterial" code at once.
It's an area that completely reduces all matter and phenomena.
But that can't be applied to all sorcery.
Especially with this, bulimic Paratrogo opponent.
"… the quality of the material area Materia Field is too different digits"
Leaks a voice with a boss.
Yeah. Why my reduction area doesn't work.
That ends with the point that the opponent's material area, Materia Field, is too thick.
The material area Materia Field is the area covered by the first material Prima Materia.
It exists so that thin membranes cover against humans, and if you become a superior magician, you can manipulate it freely.
In the first place, the bulimic Paratrogo specializes in striking fights in ultra-middle range Cross Range. For this reason, the first material, PrimaMateria, is thickly covered in its body and used as a means of attack.
Reducing with the anti-material code is not impossible in itself.
But only the superficial layer can be reduced. Even with all my might, it probably won't come true for me to break through this material area, Materia Field.
"Is this it!? Ice sword. Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa!
Simple hand-to-hand combat.
The opponent, as you can tell, is definitely a hundred wars smell.
That level of sophistication is unparalleled among the troops that belonged to it. That is the skill comparable to that of a master.
Even more overwhelming is the heavy attack that combines the overwhelming velocity rolled out of this giant body.
In addition to that, the speed caused by physical strengthening is already beyond the reach of the eye.
To combat it, I keep shaking this ice sword while complementing it with the perceptual realm of the absolute inviolability realm Antimaterial Field.
"Brittle, brittle, brittle. Yeah, yeah, yeah!!
Already, the Ice Sword is not just on both hands, it also expands in the air to point all of that at its opponents. But it will be destroyed just before it lands.
Three hundred and sixty degrees, a motion in which there is no blind spot in all of it.
Probably like me, it's obvious you're not fighting relying solely on sight.
Ice chips dancing with paralysis.
Mediate it and continue to produce further ice swords. What matters now is not the quantity. Quality.
Again, redefine the composition of the ice sword with code.
Prima Material-Encoding-Supply Materials Code
Material Code = Decoding
Substance Material Code = Processing = Deceleration Dissertation = Fixed Lock
Embodiment = Substance Material
"─ Icy Thousand Sword Trident" Isicle Blades "
Only the ice sword in both hands increases its strength, especially. Until now, the ice sword had been crushed every time it hit my fist and leg.
At last, however, the Ice Sword was reaching the point of playing the opponent's attack without breaking it.
"Hahahahahahahaha!! You can come here and readjust!! A boulder!!
Look at the opponent's movements.
fists rolled out, weaving the feints.
The moment I prevent that fist, my legs fly from the right. An attack that you probably wouldn't see if you relied on your sight.
I fear that every blow is a special attack and that there are magicians who are reaching this frontier.
The culmination of a sorcerer who elevated witchcraft as a technique of murder, should also be called.
Even in the Far East Battle I have fought this handful, but I have only met a few quality mages so far.
That, too, was when all the masters were dealing with each other.
I've only seen it.
But still... I was hearing from her about the opponent's power.
And I remember. About that night.
◇
She is a [fictional sorcerer] --Lieselotte-Aeden.
I've never met fiction before.
On the other hand, it seems that the master, Mr. Abby, and Carol had a face-to-face with her that night, who put that figure back into fiction. But with the three of them, the expression was cloudy.
It's like I've met someone I don't want to meet.
So I heard everything.
This case is a scenario prepared by [fictional magicians].
And that, he said, began with Bruno-Bradley asking her to. To save his daughter, Senior Rebecca, he commissioned [a fictional magician].
[A fictional magician], she said, prepared this stage, including our movements.
"Ice sword. There's only one job you can do."
"... what is it"
Lieselotte-Aeden transformed the figure into that of a woman.
In the first place, it seems that Mr. Bernstein is just the [face 'piece'] she has.
I heard that the real thing is, behind this kingdom, a leap by the name [Morse].
Woven with black long coats, wearing long boots that are just as pitch black, and pure white skin just like or above Maria's. White hair as snow, stretching to the waist again.
Salarily flushing it with her right hand, she comes to my front as she gets up and sounds the trick and the shoe.
He's just about the same height.
And then each other's gaze intersects.
"I want you to break Rebecca-Bradley"
"... what does that mean?
With anger, I turn my gaze. But you'll soon find out that there's no malice in them.
Just purely, should I take that word for it...?
"You had a dream, didn't you? There must have been a girlfriend in there."
"... how could you do that?
"It's also my research theme. My major is consciousness. Technically, Qualia. That's not good. Well, I guess I'll have him explain from here on out."
She turned her gaze to Mr. Bruno.
Then he got up again, too, and turned towards me.
"Ray-White-kun. Long time no see."
"Yes."
The face was broken. It may be hard work, but the impression is quite different from when we met in the summer.
With a stretched beard, her cheeks are skinny. Kuma, the neighborhood, was also quite thick and I could see that I was tired.
"... the Bradley family has a tradition"
He began his conversation pale.
"What's that?
"One in hundreds of years, a special human being is born. The human being, at first glance, seems to have a demonic eye"
"Like... what?
There was no doubt that it meant something extraneous.
"But in fact, it's not. The Devil's Eye is only secondary. At its root is the magical realm that connects to the world of truth, Arkesha. And what has it is called the saint Kreutz. The name Bradley was given to the late man who fought over the saint Kreutz with a lot of blood. You'd understand that, wouldn't you?
"I see... is that what happened"
Lie down.
And turn your gaze toward the masters.
I learned my roots in the final battle of the Far East Battle. I didn't know that was connected to Senior Rebecca right now... what a cause and effect.
I have to think so.
It's like this is a fate prank.
"The Truth World Arkesha has a world record. Technically, it is said that there is already a record of the future as well. But the fate of the saint Kreutz, born in the Bradley family, remains only a tragic end. No exceptions."
……
I know.
Even if I know.
When I heard that story, I knew everything about this scenario.
Why would a fictional magician do me a favor?
And what is the request... I understand.
"The saint Kreutz will eventually cause the enchantment realm rampage Overheat… to death. My prediction is Rebecca won't keep it until she's twenty...... I think Maria was born as an albino with that remnant left. But Maria has no sign of that so far. And all I know about this is the head of the Bradley family"
"... artificially causing a magical realm rampage, Overheating, and asking me to seal it on myself? The magical realm where you can connect to the Arkesha of the Truth World..."
Stretch your spine and stare at Mr. Bruno.
Sure, he has that fatigue on his face. But in his eyes, there was still definite strength. You really seem to be showing me about Senior Rebecca.
"... right. To that end, Rebecca is having a hard time. And it's still going on…"
"I see... the activation condition for the Magic Realm Rampage" Overheating "is the use of excessive witchcraft. Or..."
When I try to keep talking, fiction joins the conversation.
"─ An emotional outburst, right? As Evan, I kept pushing Miss Rebecca. And the finish is, Ice Sword. I want to leave it to you."
Turn your gaze. That's an angry gaze.
That, to Senior Rebecca, etc... I still reject emotions, even if I can understand them.
"... Are you heartless? Do that to Senior Rebecca..."
"Ice sword, I hope you don't make a mistake. I've been asked to do my best. It doesn't hurt if you ask me if it hurts my heart. My empathy is significantly lower. I don't care what happens to others, I don't care. I don't deny that psychopathy is high. But I'm not having fun. So at the end of the day, it's up to you. [M] This is a concession from me."
……
"I hope you give me guidance."
Being a fictional magician, she just calmly tells her that, just saying that the story is over, she returns to her seat.
On the other hand, Mr. Bruno, who was next door, bowed his head to me. No, that was already, dugout. I put my head on the ground and begged.
"... on my behalf, I didn't expect the saint Kreutz to come out. Until now the Bradley family had accepted it. But hey, I'm... You can't lose your beloved Rebecca! I know it's a convenient wish. Still, Ray-White. If you will save my daughter, I will dedicate everything to you. Rebecca still has a bright future ahead of her."
Everyone, including me, stares at that.
Then the master came next door... and his expression was filled with anger.
"Hey. You know what happens to Ray when it comes to preventing the magic realm rampage Overheating?
Face up.
Mr. Bruno looks away, and at the end of the day, he looks closely into his master's eyes.
I didn't think this was an act.
It's just for my daughter's sake, I think she looks like a father who's doing her best.
"... of course."
"Right. You know, you push it on Ray."
"... yes"
I'm ready.
Mr. Bruno had that look on his face.
Well, you seem to know a little about me, too.
"Master, thank you for your concern"
"Ray. But..."
"I'm not who I was then anymore. Besides, I'm sure here, if you give up Senior Rebecca, I can't move on. I will. I want to help Senior Rebecca."
"... Ray. No, you don't have to say anything anymore."
And secondly, when Mr. Abby comes, he gently envelops me.
"Ray."
"Yes."
"You're on your own now."
"Yes."
"Well, good luck with that"
Releasing that body gently, there was a carol in front of me who was about to cry.
And the next moment.
Begin to nibble and tear away.
I graciously embraced her.
"Ray..."
"It's okay, Carol. I'll be right back."
"But...! When it's like that time...... Shh!
I guess Carol is referring to the final battle of the Far East battle.
But I'm fine.
I'm not as immature as I was then.
Because you've grown up with your people.
So I'm sure... what I can accomplish, I can.
"Well. Shall we talk about it in detail? Let me give you some information about them too. And each role."
This is how we're going to work out the operation under [fictional magician]... this is what happened that night.
Again, I swear.
Absolutely right here, to end it.
Even for Senior Rebecca...