It Is A Different World And Yet I Am Cultivating Monsters

Kew and Lily settled in the second floor hall.

The end of the battle between Jacks and Felid in the grand hall on the first floor.

At the same time that two battles were settled in such an imperial castle, the third battle was about to be settled at the entrance of a detached palace, which was further from the second floor hall.

There is a passage facing the entrance to the detached palace.

It's never a big place, it's not a good place for people to fight side by side.

But on the contrary, it was the most suitable space for a single battle.

In such a place, the atmospheric temperature had already exceeded negative, and it was still rapidly changing to a temperature close to absolute zero.

It is ice like a permanent ice wall that encloses the passage of a detached house.

Floors and ceilings had ice columns made of several ice crystals.

There was a confrontation between a girl called Snow Witch and a man called Zahaq, the brother of one of the Seven Great Braves.

"... but... you're such a quiet little girl..."

Is that what you say?

And inside, I inadvertently put in the thunder.

However, the current situation was not superior enough to speak lightly.

Jesus is by no means weak.

Rather, he was twin in the Four Heavenly Kings, a capable man comparable to Hell, the daughter of the Demon King, in terms of simple combat ability.

However, if that attribute is the opposite of Hell, it is also the opposite of all personalities and tactics.

What Jesus is best at is defense.

She is a pure sorcerer in the first place.

The role of the sorcerer is to assist the warrior fighting on the front and the magical attack from behind in the meantime.

I'm not good at tactics that cut myself into enemy lines.

In contrast, the opponent's Champion is clearly a type that specializes in Melee Combat.

Jesus' disadvantage was evident when he confronted him.

Nevertheless, she did not give up, but used a variety of handicrafts and miniature craftsmanship to bring her into battle beyond each other.

Rather, it is only on this occasion that Jesus' arm, which has prolonged the battle so far, deserves praise.

"... but it's about time I ran out of hands... I'm sure my body feels dull with this cold air, but it's not unbearable... I've learned from all the battles that you've devoted your tactics to defense... but there's no battle I can win with as much as I can endure..."

Yes, that's where the weaknesses of Jesus' tactics were.

No matter how much you survived the attack, it was just a matter of time.

If that's the purpose of the fight, you don't know, but you can win by concentrating on defense, and so on.

"... I don't know... at least I'm fighting like this... to win...!

Speaking of which, I purify behind me countless swords created by ice magic.

That number, about a dozen.

Not only the appearance, but even the performance and strength of the weapon exceeded the level of creativity.

Looking at it, Zahaq unexpectedly exhales with admiration.

"... I'm surprised... it looks like Amaness's Genesis Weapon... I see, I've received a bit of leverage from that warrior... I recognize the skill of composition..."

"... yes... before I came here, I was taught a little bit... I'm not good at fighting, so I didn't really use magic to hurt these opponents... but...!

When Jesus shook his staff, a number of ice swords formed behind him flew around one after the other.

However, Zahaq plays, slashes, or crushes all of them with a sword in his hand.

A slight slash is also far from fatal.

"... it's a pity, snow witch... you'll be an undoubtedly genius... you'll be able to refine this kind of weapon to the extent you've been taught... if you spent your talent crushing your opponent, you could have been the most powerful hero in the world... it's a pity that you didn't take advantage of that talent...!

Shatter every weapon that remains at the same time as Zahaq's assertion with a slash close to high speed.

This has exhausted everything.

I'm sure of that, but Zahaq tried to fill up the distance at once.

…… What...?!

My body doesn't move.

No, your lower body is not functioning.

Surprised, Zahaq's eyes immediately looked down at his own frozen feet.

As if it were sealed in a crystal or something, powdered snow would dance one after the other, and your body would be wrapped in ice crystals.

"... is this... snow powder from the broken weapon just now...?!

"... that's right..."

Immediately realizing the identity, Zahak shows his first eager expression on the spot.

The weapon that was supposed to be shot down earlier was drifting around Zahaq as powdered snow, and it was combined with the absolute zero degree air around it and re-created as a crystal of ice around Zahaq.

"... for the purpose of crushing my weapon from the beginning... this icy space is also under preparation to make it... all for this moment from the beginning...!

"... that's right... as you said, I'm not a good attacker... so I got a defensive tactic from start to finish..."

Zahak said earlier.

There must be no way to win a battle that is just defensive.

You're absolutely right.

There is no victory without defeating the opponent.

But there is certainly a way to beat the opponent by defending him.

"... sealing the enemy's attack, what is its ultimate... the answer is one... sealing the very existence of the opponent... defeating or killing does not necessarily lead to victory... this is my way of winning...!

"Kh... gu, gaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!

As his whole body was wrapped in ice, and all of it was wrapped in ice crystals, Zahak roared and was sealed in the perfect crystal.

Confirming that, Jesus relaxed his body, which had been supported by a cane until then, and inadvertently sat on the spot.

It can be seen that the magic of sealing the opponent also drains a lot of mental power for Jesus, and that he is also very tired in appearance.

Still, she stood up and walked to the door with her feet without strength to free her friend, who was trapped in a detachment.

But at that moment.

─ Pikiri

It sounds like something cracks.

Jesus immediately turned his gaze to Zahaq, who was sealed in the crystal.

There was a slight crack on the surface.

Stupid...

I couldn't help but think so.

Because this frozen seal is the most powerful magic that Jesus boasts.

Without her will, the seal would never be lifted and would remain immutable for a thousand years or so.

However, against her will, the crystal was about to be unsealed.

As soon as I saw it, Zahaq returned from the crystal so that the crack could be removed from the body and the seal could be removed from the inside the next moment.

"... hah... hah... I'm surprised, Snow Witch, YES..."

That was our line.

Never before has a third party broken this seal on her.

Because it is impossible for the operation to go against the will of the surgeon.

But, of course, Zahaq has been damaged.

You can see that the left body is completely paralyzed by frostbite damage, either because you forcibly broke the crystal seal.

Still, it was clear to Jesus which part of the battle he had if he fought properly.

"... is that... your ability...?

That's why Jesus came here to make his last bet.

And whether or not the other person will ride it.

Depending on the answer, the situation will be settled, and...

"... that's right. That said, my abilities only act on what I have come into direct contact with... clearly, my abilities are far from Royal Road... I regretted lightly that I acquired these abilities, but they still remain my abilities... so I decided to use them when I needed them..."

The abilities of Zahaq, the brother of the Emperor's brave, are mysterious among all seven brave men.

Because there is no one but his brother who knows that ability.

But if escape from the previous crystal is its ability, then what is it?

I thought so, but none of that had anything to do with her now.

Because we have already decided on a match.

"... but you did a great job, Jesus... you fought through your faith to the end... this is just the story of my abilities acting on your abilities as a result... and in conclusion, you proved yourself to be a shining gem... but it wasn't about winning or losing, that's all..."

That's how Zahaq's fist came into her body to slowly approach Jesus and settle her battle.

"... yes, except for winning or losing... I didn't win here..."

What I saw was a smile convinced of Jesus' victory.

Then she realized that her gaze was directed to the door of the detached house, not to herself, but to the other side.

In an instant Zahaq turned his back.

What was there was a door with special magic that locked Fittis away.

The fact that the door was completely frozen in the previous ice space and that the ice sword released earlier by Jesus was piercing countless places with keyholes.

No way, some of the weapons we just fired were aimed at this from the beginning?!

The goal is not just to seal yourself in the crystal.

My destiny is to rescue those who are ahead.

And just a few more questions, just for the last time.

Zahak finally understood when he came here.

The girl in front of her was not fighting to beat herself from the beginning.

The way Jesus fought was thorough from start to finish.

Defensive combat.

And the purpose of defense warfare is to buy time.

The door of the detached palace is opened from the inside.

There's only one brave man out there.

She instantly grabbed the ice sword that was stuck in the door and shortly after a breath she closed her distance from Zahaq.

Had Zahaq been in good health here, he would have reacted.

However, it is impossible to react to his movements while his left body remains paralyzed by the ice crystals ahead.

And then...

"Yes, we are the winners, yes!

The flash of Gourmet Brave Phytis smashes Zahak's body, and now he makes himself incapable of fighting, slowly falling on the spot.

"... Mr. Phytis..."

Looking at Fitz, who jumped out of the door safely, Jesus fell down like he was relieved this time.

Fitness reached out to her.

They weren't calculating this from the beginning.

There is no way we can have a meeting.

Still, I'm sure that Jesus would have acted that way if he were Phytis.

Fitness also acted, believing he would have done so, had he come to rescue himself.

What was at the root of this battle was trust in our allies.

It was just that.

"... fufu, you're still shining a lot... Phytis..."

Looking at Fitz like that, Zahaq murmured as he fell.

Fitness had to ask him something like that.

"Zahak, I have one question for you."

That is at the heart of the matter.

And all the culprits.

"King Brave Rostam... who is he here now?