Invincible Magician ~Akashic Record Overwrite~

The second battle of serial warfare will begin shortly.

Naturally, as always, there is no explanation, so it begins with a pretence.

Conversations do not exist in the battle between magicians because "spell chanting" is a must.

Well, it's normal not to talk while cutting swords at close range in action, but there will be some conversation in a "mock fight" like this sequence fight.

The mood of rift like kendo was quite normal in a "brave certified battle" limited to the battle with swords or weapons.

"I've been talked to a lot of things. Everyone was polite and a little hard to do."

That could be a brave man, rather than pointing a sword at an opponent who is almost brave enough to decide, so I don't know if I want to say no.

For that reason, it seemed as though Mitsuhito, who had become angry and angry, had also been present.

Nevertheless, if you are the Prefect (Master) (Class) of the Cathedral Knights (Temple Knights), you will soon know the difference in strength between him and me if you combine several swords.

Ultimately, I think we all really recognized Jean as a brave man.

By the way, I haven't reached the point where I can feel the power of my opponent just because I confronted him.

That's not the case with a silver prosthetic eye (left eye), but I admire it.

"This guy... strong"

I want to say something like that.

"No, Mr. Tsukasa, you said that quite a bit. S, when we were traveling together. He's strong, so you want me and Nay to stay back? I kind of admired that, honestly. Hey, Nay."

"Yes, the person Tsukasa said so was very strong."

No, that's because the Capability Control Officer (left hand glove) displays a warning on the silver prosthetic eye (left eye).

It also displays my status, which includes quite detailed allies, so I guess I was just telling Jean and Nay that when I decided that the load was heavy at the time.

Will the day come when I can "this guy (hereinafter abbreviated)" with my senses?

Serial Battle II

Seat Six (Mysterious Mask) Mr. Jizz vs. Seat Seven "Dark Elf-Like" Mr. Foula

"Hey, I want to show Tsukasa-san a good place, so I'm serious."

"... if you are f (...) a (...) u (...) la (...) 's (...) ma (...) you can't beat me"

Looks like we're having a conversation before the war.

Mr. Foula's voice won't be heard in the audience, and Mr. Jizz can't read what he's writing from afar because he's probably magically writing letters in the air.

Though I can pick them both up fine.

- What a profound conversation.

But, Mr. Jizz, masks, good ways of communicating and good characters stand.

Although officially the gender age is unknown, my silver prosthetic eye (left eye) indicates that I am a woman and that I am 20 years old.

You're younger than Mr. Siris.

It was Tis who became the "Thirteenth Apostle" at the youngest, and Seto at the next point is no different, but it wasn't Mr. Siris who entered the "Thirteenth Apostle" at the third younger age in history, was it Mr. Jizz?

It doesn't seem to have any special effect on the mask and the jacket.

There was no resistance to the "Status Master".

The technology around here, Grandpa Nemo and the alchemists are a few steps ahead of us, after all.

Well, normally after hiding your face so that you don't know your shape as well, it's something you can keep unidentified if you don't utter the word.

I'm glad I'm not a man, even though my hair is peachy.

"Wouldn't you mind? Reinforced magic is made possible by a combination, right?

"That's the same thing with weak/abnormal magic that is the same support system. Words are innocent, speak with force '

"I told you."

Mr. Jizz's rhetoric is cool.

If you don't know, you'll think you're a man's man.

Judging from the conversation, Mr. Jizz seems to be good at so-called debuffs and Mr. Foula at so-called buffs.

It would mean an attack magic shootout that includes each phylogenetic element.

Mr. Foula is really like a dark elf.

Except for the dark elves in Japanese geek knowledge.

I might say clarity and piotaceous.

- I'm familiar with it.

My ears are pointy like a subhuman (Demi Human), and my brown skin, my silver hair, and my red eyes remain as I imagine them.

The limb wrapped in bondage-style exposed clothing is a proper nice buddy.

That would be almost perfect if you had a gap element in character.

If you are a masked alien and a dark elf-style beauty, the same will apply to the spell chant that has been initiated.

Interpretation, I guess it's impossible to root out my cook II disease.

This time the "magic" of both sides was established at about the same time.

Mr. Jizz is the "Crown of Decay", a dark magic

Mr. Foula is the "restraining" of groundwater light composite magic.

It is the magic of a system that continues to be activated while both sides are consuming magic.

"Tied up by an eclectic feeling."

"Expose yourselves to the way you were born."

Are they alike?

Because we're women, we just need to refrain from magic in the (...) Chi (...) system.

From Mr. Foula's feet, countless pieces of light hit Uneune and Mr. Jizz, and the black (...) y (...) light (...) wheel (...) appeared over Mr. Jizz's head widening its radius.

In the center, both sides will bump into each other, and black light and darkness will devour each other.

I've been antagonizing him for a while, but because of Mr. Jizz's strong local power, he gets eaten more often.

"Uh, I knew I couldn't. Ah. Jizz, surrender."

"I can't hear you."

"Yep, yep!

Mr. Foula raises a protest cry to Mr. Jizz who won't stop the magic, but no one intervenes.

Well, with Aria's protection, you'll be fine.

I thought, the black light began to eat only Mr. Foula's costume.

Apparently, Mr. Fowla himself controls it so that there is no damage.

Can you afford it?

"Hold on, Jizz. Stop! Stop!!!

"audible (hereinafter abbreviated)"

I wonder if you have more letters to write, Mr. Jizz.

Maybe it's a surprisingly pleasant personality.

I'm afraid of masks.

No, I'm not in a position to stop, but shouldn't I? This?

Is there even a hypothetical stripping of colleagues naked in front of the public?

I wish I had the luxury of being an eye bliss, but I don't want you to expect that from me and Jean.

It doesn't matter if you're looking at cancer somehow, and either way, the air from the women is tight.

- Somebody stop. Just stop.

The thought was softly turned completely round by Mr. Foula, and no stopping came in from anyone until he hid it with both hands and crouched in.

The audience is so excited, but is that okay, Zionism?

"I'm in Tsukasa-sama (...) and (...) Ko (...) Ro (...) You've been shown, Foula"

It's not like that's really the intention that stopped anyone from coming in, is it?

Even if I look like this, I'm a family member of the Unicorn, and it's hard to find value in a nude exposed to an unspecified number of people? I will look at it.

"Oh, there might be that"

Hey.

No, I guess I'd prefer to be a little more ashamed, after all.

This is the kind of teardrop that makes me feel like I haven't seen anything at the heart of it.

Don't you think so, Jean?

Why don't you look at me, Jean?

... You betrayed me, Jean.

"You?"

Yes. Excuse me.

There was no such thing as "serial warfare" WWII.

You like that?

Serial Battle III

Seat Four (Sage Looking) Vasaris Old Vs Seat Five (Loribaba) Mr. Lilithlia

"Hiccup. You're finally here, Grandpa Vasaris. I think we can see the results, but what do we do?

Lilithlia throws her confident and overconfident remarks at Vasaris, who is regaining her appearance at all times.

The audience was frightened as the tone remained unchanged, but no one had ever seen a toddler appear wearing a deep Ethereal triangle hat and robe close to black, which was also Lilithlia's trademark.

Most people here right now don't know what Lilitria looked like all the time.

Even the Pope and Virgin Aria look surprised, not knowing a single act in the gallery where Tsukasa visited or was taken to Seto.

When the audience says, "Who is that? It is not impossible to be."

But there can be no other human being on this occasion than the Thirteenth Apostle.

And the next "sequential battle" belongs to old Vasaris in the fourth seat and Lilislia in the fifth.

I can only understand that the young girl stands in front of old Vasalis and that the identity of the young girl is Lilislia more than old Vasalis takes it for granted.

The original Zhu Yin's hair and eyes have turned bright red to indicate that they have regained their full boom.

That's the only thing that leaves Grandma Lilitria barely in sight.

If this was a red-haired colored lady in her late 20s or so, it would have been a reaction that Lilithlia meant it before the war, but no one could have predicted just how toddler she was.

"Don't bend your knees without doing it against my doctrine. Let me go as far as I can, even if it doesn't extend. Thanks to Lord Tsukasa, you don't have to worry about magic. Sure, I've never beaten you all the time, but don't insult your ability to get old, okay?

Now the sequence is up, but Vasaris never beat Lilitria at a time when we thought each other was a full feast (peak).

Conversely, since the all-round (peak) hour passed, I have always beaten Lilitria with my old age.

That gave me the opportunity to fight Lilithlia at full strength (peak) as I was old.

Or more than Lilithlia, Vasaris was a book (...) chi (...).

"So this woman is too old for Dada? I might have shrugged my legs when I was younger, but as you know, I'm old with you."

"No, you did. If you stand in front of me like that, I'll forget about it."

Lilislia, who is now in front of Vasaris, is Lilislia at the height of all that she really wanted to win and couldn't win.

At the age of thirty-two, when Vasalis first won, Lilitria was no longer what she was even in battle.

Too much nostalgia, too much joy and details fly out of my head.

"Is it still too late to sneer? But it's rare for you to honestly call me by" common name. "

"Don't worry. Don't be frightened. I thank Lord Tsukasa even if it looks like this." Absolutely undefeated, "etc., and cannot call the (...) name (...) of the power (...)"

I'm just not old enough to be excited.

Yes, I did.

The contents are Lilithlia as old and old as she is.

An old self and an unchanging soul dwell in an invincible body that I couldn't even win at the time.

- Gold bars on ghosts.

From now on, I can challenge such a presence.

Blood burns.

"I'm not worried. What do you mean, thank you? Do something about Tis' lady. Really?

- It's disgusting when a woman does it, but the way she can illuminate it is something like that.

Vasaris laughs unexpectedly at his thoughts.

- Not that it's ever been pulled to the heart by a rejuvenated body.

"I can't thank you enough for that. If you can do something about it, you can dedicate your long, short life to Lord Tsukasa. My gratitude is entirely different."

"If you do something about Tis' lady, I have no objection to that either. So what do you owe me?

Both Vasaris and Lilislia are heartbroken about Tis.

We've done everything we can ourselves, and we've done everything we can to Ceto and Siris.

Still nothing can be done, there is the status quo.

I do have the expectation that Tsukasa might do something about it.

I've already been shown the "power" to just do that.

If you can really do something about it, it's cheap enough as a consideration to dedicate it all if it's a short time to our old ways.

But that's not what Vasaris appreciates.

"I've never won, and I thought it would never come true to confront you again, because it gave me the opportunity to fight you at all times. What a bad idea to die in the sequence obtained by beating an old man. If you win, I want to beat you to death now, and if you lose, I'll show you beyond death. Thanks to Lord Tsukasa, I was able to fight you again and again. Can't thank you enough for that!

A fierce grin on his old, hectic, undying face.

A toothed, fang-stripped lion-like grin, but also an innocent childlike grin.

Vasaris cried the night he first beat Lillislia.

I finally cried at the impudence that ended her full (peak) hour without beating Lilithlia.

- Did you know to be called inferior to male and female?

What a pity for a woman to end the full time (peak) while letting her fall in love carry the title of "The Most Powerful", and to celebrate and then win.

Past is unchanged.

But Tsukasa gave me a chance to try again.

Vasaris was grateful to Tsukasa from the bottom of his heart.

And from the bottom of my heart I was happy with the "battle" from now on.

Like a wolf who looks at the full moon and shouts, his emotions hits (...) and (...) Ri (...) Ah (...) and (...) I (...) Ru (...).

Lilithlia sighs, grinning at the words as if they were frightened.

"You're no different, Vasalis."

"You too, Lilithlia."

At the same time as the words, the two enter the chant.

We both know each other well, such as the magic we roll out in this state.

Vasaris is the magic of the third staircase, "lightning".

Lilithlia is the magic of the third staircase, the "indoctrination"

A "mysterious curse" that goes beyond the "curse" that is the secret of the two of them - hit them with all the "magic" that turns their whole bodies into thunder (squids) and ho (ho) until they run out of magic.

It was such a battle that Tsukasa needed to put a defensive junction around the space where the two fought, to so much wild magic.

Aria seemed unable to cooperate with Tsukasa because she needed to put up a defensive junction to keep Vasaris and Lilislia from dying in case.

The audience had no voice and saw in the battle what should also be called its "magical pie".

Forget the dangers of wild thunder and fire.

Its beautiful intertwining of thunder (squid) and horn (horn) is settled in a short time.

"Ha. Ha, ha, ha! Still strong. You're strong, Lilithlia. You have to be. That's what you are! Look, I lost today, but I win next. I won't die until I win. You don't have to win or run! Next. Next if you can't!

- Lose and be fast.

On top of that, we can hope for the next.

Aren't the actual battles that sweet?

Once you lose, losing your life is the real battle?

Exactly.

But did you find out?

In fact, I have been running through that kind of battlefield for decades to this day.

But that's why I think what happened.

If such is not a battle, then I guess the "battle" between myself and Lilitria is not a battle (...) Yes (...).

Then what is it, there is no answer in me when I am told?

I just want to do it again.

Vasaris had been able to spit out all the depression he had had since the first time he beat Lilitria in the current battle.

"I went back to Vasaris when I was a kid. Hey. Damn, I'm sorry."

Lilithlia, who is now in her late teens or so because of the magic she consumed in the "battle," leaks a bitter laugh.

But that expression is backwards to words.

"Kura, Lilithlia. You didn't throw your legs out of a woman-sized robe. Hide it."

Vasaris places an order, pointing only his gaze at Lillislia while he stays down and down.

Grandma's size wasn't broke when she was a toddler, but when she turned into a late teenager, her hat stuck with her robe anyway.

Regardless of his actual age, he doesn't mind Vasaris physically exposing his late teen healthy legs.

"My grandfather didn't order it on my wife's leg, it's not worth the age."

"Just hide it. It's not cool."

Word is a lirislia who, on the back, hides her own legs once and for all according to Vasaris' words while dyeing her face to a vermilion.

Seems like a conversation between grandfather and grandson from the side, but never.

Though there's no more going back to the two of us as young people, the days from here to the grave seem like fun.

Grandpa and his wife, slapping their hatred in the tone of their youth, had the same thoughts.

- I can't deny I left you around a little bit.

It is a behind-the-scenes story that Tsukasa, who continued to capture all of their conversations and expressions with a silver prosthetic eye (left eye), put up a "soundproofing junction" to avoid leaking into the audience a series of conversations that should only be heard by these two.

It would be acceptable enough to make this conversation that Tsukasa listened to Kristina in her bedroom.

Leaving is the last "sequential battle"

Seat 2 (Mr. Siris) vs Seat 3 "Seto" begins.