Magic? Muscle Is Much More Important Than Such A Thing!

Coming all over the darkness of the night was a raised man with cheekbones about one hundred and eighty centimeters tall.

He walks this way step by step with his hands in his black coat pockets with legs like fine branches.

Behind the cat-backed man, a few translucent black shadows literally stuck together like shadows.

Its appearance is as if it were a skeleton.

When he arrives in front of the store and confronts us, the man looks around.

Thanks also to the Knights' payroll, there are no figures around.

All you can hear is the sound of bugs.

The man who checks on such surroundings squeaks like a clap out.

"…… Is that all? You guys didn't call for backup or anything?

"You don't have to."

"Then it would be in vain...... It's been a long time since I've brought all the troops around the corner."

The man exhales, ha.

Even among adventurers, I can't see how you feel about us.

"I don't know, I've been watching this store since noon... you two"

The man fingers me and Firia with thin fingers.

"You guys have been in the grave all day. You didn't think I was going to collect spirits in those nearby cemeteries? There's no way a decent-headed person would do something like that. Who, the one who thought of such an operation? It's deadly tasteless."

"Hey you. Let's not really bully our Phyllia............!

"No, I thought about that operation, Mr. Yuri, didn't I?"

Damn, you remember the one from Phyllia.

"… aren't we all in one place? What I thought was what you thought. Right?"

"You can never delude yourself like that, can you?

"I see it's you, the man, who has no taste"

"Ugh, I don't want the one with the black coat like that to tell me. That's cool!

"… Ooh, thank you. So, what are you trying to say? You are……………."

Goddamn it, dude, I'm telling you the truth!

Babandongas opens his mouth to the man who is frightened.

"You're Jabbagir, aren't you?

"Oh, you know me? Glad to hear it. I'm getting famous, too."

Was the suspicious one the killer as it was?

Well, Necromancer magic sounds like rare magic there.

"Why are you doing this even if you're a moderate guy in S-rank?"

"Why, well... 'Cause you shouldn't have this store'. There's no other reason. They call me a moderate. There's something I can't give away, too. Sorry to bother you, juniors, but I won't bother you. You're not an amateur, so you're ready, aren't you?

Jabbagir smiles invincibly when he says so.

"Do you have any idea what the situation is? Four to one, right? I think it would be better for you to surrender."

"Kukukukukuku... you're the one who hasn't figured out the situation. It doesn't matter how many people use Necromancer magic. Multiple fights are my business. Call me" The Vain Soldier "and I'll show you the power of Jabbagir Galundre."

Jabbagir puts his hand out of his coat pocket and squeals his fingers with his accustomed movements.

Then countless black shadows appeared out of the darkness behind them, waltzing and silly.

That number is not ten or twenty. Soon we'll be surrounded by donuts behind our backs.

"Now you understand? I have the advantage of numbers. Not one-on-four. Hundred to four (...), juniors."

Saying so, he leaned forward with his hands stuck in his pockets, often with his face floating.

……

I hold my fist in silence.

And he releases pistol fists toward the numerous black shadows that fill his surroundings.

Following me, Babandongas attacked the black shadow with a weapon caged in thunder magic.

Nelfiessa burns the whole thing down with a fireball.

Feelia also starts the "Wind God" and wipes out the black shadows around her with the arms of a female giant.

The three attackers instantly dispersed about ten black spirits.

Meanwhile, the spiritual body pierced by pistol fists, transformed into bullets of the wind, continues to stay on the spot as if nothing had happened.

... This isn't working at all.

Apparently, it's true that attacks don't work without magic.

I'm afraid I can't do muscle magic.

Well, whatever that is--

"That's ninety to four."

I give Jabbagir an invincible smile.

"Why is Yuri doing or facial............?

"Well, good for you, Yuri. Good luck. Huh?"

Don't encourage it. It'll come to mind a little.

"Do it, juniors who don't even know their names. But unfortunately, ninety-one to three."

That's what I said. Jabbagir disappears into smoke, and signs of a strong man behind his back.

"Behind you!

Feelia, Babandongas.

Jabbagir had his hand on Nerfiessa's head in front of us who had retreated.

"Ahhh......!" Nerfiessa gives a painful voice.

The head accompanied by blue and white hands emits a black and abominable light, an ominous impression.

"Don't you dare touch Nelfiessa!

Babandongas lights a lightning magic on his weapon and jumps on Jabbagir.

Jabbagir summoned the Spirit before himself and retreated as he shielded it.

Babandongas hugs Nerfiessa's body, which collapses after losing support.

"Are you okay Nerfiessa...... Nerfiessa?

"Mr. Babandongas, away from me!

"Ahhh!

Nelfiessa's fire magic passes through the place where Babandongas's chest was located to the brink.

Seeing that, Jabbagir muttered with interest as he put his hand in his pocket.

"Ah......"

"Apparently the fighting power is low.... Is she a healer? Well, that would be convenient. Even I'm intact, and it's going to be hard to break through."

Saying so and giving some signal by hand, Nelfiessa follows it down to the back of the black shadow.

"Stupid...... you mean possessed!? Nelfiessa was wearing magic! That's why..."

"Ha... I'll teach you how to do it. Look, 'I' touched it 'directly', okay? I don't know who it is, but I guess it's up to me to be possessed. You're licking S-rank?

Saying so, Jabbagir's gallbladder created a paralyzing tremor in the atmosphere.

I can clearly see through it - he's strong.

Considering what you never felt before, you also seem to excel in the art of concealing strength. That's something like S-rank.

The feeling of certainty that if you lose your mind for even a moment, you will be suppressed all at once is past your mind.

He's not alone, he's all the Necromancers here.

He's good at handling spirits so much that the signs assimilate... there was no way that a man in front of him could do that easily.

While space is being dominated by the pressure emitted by Jabbagir, a voice is emitted that sounds like a bell that may seem out of place.

"I see. The Magic Nucleus is directly behind your neck, can you release possession if you tap there..."

Apparently, he read from Jabbagir how to counteract possession in a heartfelt manner.

When he heard that, Jabbagir moved Pickle and a single eyebrow.

And look at Phyllia from top to bottom.

"………… How did you know?

"S-rank, you shouldn't lick it, right?

Phyllia tells him to provoke.

"..................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... I'm glad you're a good junior."

Jabbagir laughs joyfully with his bloodless blue-white face.

In the meantime I put my face close to Babandongas's ear.

"Babandongas, you heard the story, didn't you?

"Yeah, of course."

"It's yours, you help"

Beat Babandongas in the back one shot.

"Naturally. I can't help one of them, so what's an adventurer? I'll take care of Nelfiessa. You guys ask for Jabbagir.... I'm sorry, I pushed the worst part."

With that said, Babandongas is blind to me, and his eyes are only shooting through Nerfiessa in the back of the spirits.

That's fine. Just do what each of us can. Oh, the results are following.

"Nelfiessa, wait for me. Ooh!

Flying in, Babandong gas swept down the black shadows one after the other.

Damn, I can count on you.

"Pushing? Don't be ridiculous, I'd appreciate it if you gave me the strongest one."

That's what I said to Babandongas's back, who disappeared into the black shadow.

"Are you ready? Juniors."

Jabbagir comes forward and asks.

"It's a lot of discipline to wait for me on purpose."

"You had a reputation for not looking good on your face and taking care of your juniors, didn't you? I'm pretty sure you'd be disqualified from being an adventurer if you had a case like this."

Saying so, Jabbagir shifts his gaze behind me.

Then the black shadows rushed towards me.

I can't ignore Koitsura any more than I can face Jabbagir.

It's going to be a tougher fight inside than I have any way to deal with it - and a storm enough to blow my mind that I concluded so blew out the black shadow that was coming at me.

There's only one person I know who can use such powerful wind magic.

I see Phyllia shaking her silver hair. Phyllia said with a riddle of eyes.

"Mr. Yuri, I will handle the approaching spirit with the wind god. So don't worry, Yuri. Fight him."

As the saying goes, Phyllia creates a storm wall of wind to surround me and Jabbagir.

The black shadows, who tried to pass the wall from the outside, wore out and vanished like they had been chopped up by a sickle without a leak.

Wow............. Certainly this will not get in the way of the black shadow.

"Thanks, Phyllia"

I give my voice to Phyllia outside the wall.

"Don't be alarmed though. … If Yuri loses, it's me and Mr. Babandongas, who probably won't win no matter how he scratches his feet."

From the voice I returned, I can see that my breath is slightly disturbed.

Creating so many walls would be quite a burden even with the wind god.

There's no way I can say "maybe lose" with so much support.

Then there's only one thing I should say for my people right now.

"Leave it to me. All I can do is punch that asshole with my hand in my pocket."

I squeak my fist at the skeleton man in front of me.

"Now you're one-on-one, Jabbagir!

All I have to do is knock him out.

It's a stressful thing to be able to do nothing so far, and let's just say let it dissipate fully!