Magi Craft Meister

Time goes back just a little bit.

The second son of the Randall family, Fritz, was now the turn of a warehouse with the most 'golden-eyed' objects.

(Normally, I wouldn't expect to be after grain, but it was in the information.)

I could hear a slight noise in his ear like that.

(Are you here...!

There are five confirmed shadows.

Before that, Fritz walked out with his hands on the sword pattern.

"That's it, bandits. Be quiet and get tied up."

Lords' Hall, trespassing on its property would be a sufficient sin.

There's no excuse for not stealing yet.

"Shiitake"

One of them went frizzy and threw a knife at me. Fritz to flatter it at your leisure.

With time difference, Fritz also unleashes magic.

"Thunder"

"Yikes!"

The man who threw the knife ate it properly and passed out. Not only is he good at martial arts, but he is also good at thunder attribute magic and frizz.

"Little shit!

Now the two of them jump the knife in their hands.

"Slow"

If one knife protrudes, knocking it off without pulling out his sword, and knocking the pattern of the sword into the dovetail, the opponent becomes stuffy.

The knife, which the other twisted to the side aiming at the neck muscle, shrugged by lowering himself.

And with the momentum that grows, if you hit the palm bottom on the jaw, the man falls back and faints. A total of three people passed out.

"There's no military man in the Shawlo Empire who can only handle a positive attack, right?

There were two left, and Fritz confronted him again in time.

"Did you screw up with the military?" Sword, buy some time. "

Copy that.

The man called Sword took a step and approached Fritz.

If you look closely in the moonlight, it's a golem, not a human. The silver black exterior emits dull light.

"No matter how good the soldiers of the Shawlo Empire are, they can't beat the Golem!

"I don't know about that!

Fritz stepped aside and then jumped forward in order to stone in these cases, 'knock down the commander'.

The sheath of the protruded sword looked like it would poke the throat of a man who remained without passing.

but.

The attack was prevented, along with the sound of cancer. The golem broke in.

"Can I make my own decisions? You sound like a good golem!

Fritz paid his sheath and pulled out his sword, facing Golem.

And there, a third party voice was heard.

"Let me give you a hand here."

What appeared was the bandits' golem 'Sword' and the melon two golems.

The only difference is that the color of the eyes, "Sword" is red, and the newly added golem is blue.

"The Golem is one of the things I've been looking for."

"Hmm."

Fritz knew instantly what it meant and narrowed the subject down to the man who remained.

"I'm not letting you get away with this."

but the man laughed invincibly.

"Heh heh, 'trump card' is something I'll keep till the end!...... 'Glar'!

In response to that voice, another, black-clad man appeared out of nowhere.

"What!?

The black-clad man silently rolled out a fritz-wielding kick.

Fritz is blown away by its power, although he painstakingly took it with his sword.

but Fritz also unleashed his magic as he fell in.

"Come on, Thunderbolt!"

The magic strikes directly at the impending blackcrumb for pursuit.

but without that thunderbolt as a thing, Blackcrumb jumped up to trample the fallen fritz.

"Whoa!

For a moment it was a fritz who twisted his body and avoided a direct hit, but he was trampled on the right ankle.

"Agoo!

Fritz's ankle can be crushed. but pressed the pain, Fritz swung through the sword.

I hear a noise. A steel sword could not cut off a black-crushed leg.

"What! Are you a golem too!

Blackcrumb releases a kick in silence.

"Ahhh."

The frizz received on the abdomen is blown up for about two meters and rolls further.

"Gu... uhh... damn, did they hit the rib (abrasive)"

I can't breathe well, and the coughing frizz looms like a black-crushed golem man.

"Damn it!" Thunderbolt! "

But the magic of it doesn't bother the man either.

but the clothes I was wearing burned and flew a thousand pieces.

"Again... a golem..."

The golem, aiming for dull frizz of movement, is imminent.

"Damn, damn."

With one foot, he couldn't take satisfactory evasive action, and Fritz was ready to eat a blow, then.

"Brother!

Elsa's voice sounded and the golem 'Glar' blew away.

"Are you okay?"

Look at Elsa rushing over,

"Fool, dangerous! Don't come!

It's a loud fritz, but Elsa won't stop.

"I'd be fine."

"Not if you're saying that... Hmm?

"Glar" doesn't come this way, he's watching.

"Edgar will deal with you."

"What!?

Edgar is a juvenile automatic doll (Automata). Even compared to Elsa, her physique is similar or closer.

I didn't think Edgar like that could beat 'Glar'.

"So it's okay.... first, heal your brother's injuries." Recovery ""

The ankle and rib fractures heal.

"Thanks. But this place is dangerous. Stay in the house."

Standing up Fritz made two or three steps to see how his ankle was, he ran out toward the man who was on the run.

"Wait! Don't let him get away with it."

"Ku, persistent"

When the man stopped his leg, he unleashed his magic towards Fritz.

"" Fireball ""

"Whoa!

Fritz avoids it all at once.

Fireballs fall into the garden. The dead grass began to flame. Fritz fights back, confirming in the corner of his eye that Elsa is rushing to extinguish it.

"You bastard! Thunderbolt!"

Fritz vs. Bandit, Edgar vs. "Glar," and Mysterious Golem vs. "Sword."

The battle of the Trinity was taking place.