Master’s Smile

"... this is"

Chevalt makes that cold look just a little stronger.

From the balls the elders had, the overflowing light.

There was so much magic in it that even Schwartz became wary.

I look up at the master worried with chills, but he's just smiling kindly as ever.

When he sees the master as usual, Chevalt is relieved of the ho.

"... eh"

But seeing the next anomaly that's happening, Chevalt sweats cold this time.

When I sloppy, I hear something dragging.

It is also from all directions, not one direction.

"The forest is... moving...?

It was such a sight that Schwart would be so illusioned.

The woods whizzed deliberately, and the trees' moved '.

It's not a metaphor. It means as it is.

The trees are moving and approaching to surround us.

"This ball has the magic of the senate members and the elves, and it contains a lot of it."

Elders who speak proudly.

"With that magic, it's possible."

Trees walking in dragging cheats and roots.

"No way... I can't believe we can use such massive magic..."

Roofiggia is stunned.

I knew there was something in the magic of the elders that manipulated the trees.

But no one would expect to be able to manipulate so many trees.

In fact, he wouldn't have been able to use all this magic with his own power.

That ball made that possible...

"How many elves have you got to get that magic...!

"Isn't that good anymore, roofie gear? Whatever it takes, I'll be persistent. They were the foundation for my petition."

Elders shaking their necks beside each other with a good look of anger in roofie gear.

Now his interest is directed at the master, not her, so I'm not going to talk to him any more.

"Come on, you too, feed me on my petition, the one who brings ruin."

The words trigger and the trees attack the master.

You will feel very slow and relaxed.

But that number was enormous, and the way it approached surrounding him seemed to be trying to crush him with quantity.

Schwart sets up the Devil's Sword, Hasselblad, and Roofigia also takes a fighting stance.

Even in this desperate situation, they never gave up.

Roofiggia is for the Elves, and Schwart will continue to fight until it is only then that the Master will give up.

The looming trees are knocking their branches to the ground to intimidate them.

Makes it look like a whip. It's powerful enough to damage the soft skin of Chevalt and Roofigia.

Sharp, pointy branch tips will penetrate easily, such as a person's body.

"... that's a lot of numbers"

Schwartz, the boulder, also understood that he was at a disadvantage.

Especially if she doesn't have a way of controlling the surface, the hell she has to cut it off.

Number is power.

The elders understood that very well.

"When... Huh!!

The master magically creates a fireball, and Roofigia, who was nearby, screams unexpectedly.

The flames swirl with a roaring sound at the current of the master, creating a single mass.

They don't know, but it's the solar magic they used when they fought Gehilned with Van Peel.

The pressure is tremendous, and I can tell that it is definitely more powerful than the magic of fire used by the elders, even if they have not yet demonstrated their power.

"Gu......!?

Sun magic makes a huge explosion when it hits the looming trees.

An awesome blast will blow and everyone will meditate on their eyes.

"... I'm sorry I don't have enough vocabulary, but the boulder is the master..."

Chevalt, who often praises his master unconditionally, opens his eyes and unwittingly hits his cheek.

The sight that caused it had changed dramatically from before I meditated on my eyes.

The trees, manipulated by the magic of the elders, were literally disappearing.

There was a little crater in the place where the trees were, and the soil was making noises like it was raging with pussy and high heat.

"Huh... Ha ha ha ha! Wonderful! Wonderful!!

Even under that mighty magic, the elders lived.

Regardless, it doesn't mean I took it from the front or let it magically offset it.

It was before taking a direct hit that many trees were allowed to stand forward to create a supernatural shield that poured more magic into it to maximize endurance and heat resistance.

But still, the master's solar magic wiped him out without a trace.

It is this result when he says that he has used quite a bit of the magic that is precious and must be held back.

"If this is all magic, you can easily bury one of these balls! More... Give me more strength... Huh!!

The elder gives a madly stained look and shines more balls.

"Ma, this is still all... Huh!?

"... you're persistent"

Roofigia and Chevalt squirm with their tense faces.

As many trees as had been wiped out by the master, no, a greater number were looming again than that.

"Ha ha ha ha!! The deep green forest is small, but it's still a forest! The number of trees will rot!!

The elders were going to move the trees over and over and bring them into a long battle.

That way, the master uses powerful magic to repel the looming trees, and each time he can build up his strength in the balls.

If we can absorb his power over and over again, the petition will undoubtedly come true sooner than planned.

"I'll manipulate you over and over again, 'the one who brings ruin'! That power, let it all be exposed!!

Master stared at by the elder's black eyes.

He hadn't already seen anything about the elders, doing some thinking with hmm.

And see if you've made any decisions, Roofygear.

"Oh, hey, what is it...?

Being an ally, but seen by a master with too much power, Roofigia becomes Kyodo.

Schwart would stare back into his eyes, so this is the difference between a master supremacist group named 'Army of Salvation (Yerkchilla)' and the average man.

The master heard something, grinning bitterly at her reaction.

- Just a little bit, can I vandalize the woods?

"... Huh?

The master adds, reversing it immediately.

Roofygear just cruises a little.

As an elf living with the woods, it's not very acceptable to do anything to hurt the woods.

But the elder, who is the head of that elf, is taking the initiative to hurt the forest, and there is no piece of persuasion in what he says or does, who is an elf.

Besides, if I didn't take care of the woods here and get my master to fight, Roofigia would be killed by the elders.

The forest is important, but if you throw your life away, it is the end of the line.

"... Yep. If you want me to put it back, I have nothing to say. Do it right."

"It would be obvious. If you'd saved me and said I was selfish, I would have slaughtered all those maggots."

"Call the elders maggots!?

The master smiles nicely, with the acknowledgment of Roofigia.

A black light was born in his hand, and when it cleared, a wave of sword was held in his hand.

It is a black-dyed sword from the pattern of the sword to the fullness.

Roofigia doesn't seem to understand that sword very well, but Schwartz, who deals with the Devil's Sword, was feeling the heterogeneity of that sword.

Similar feeling to the 'Hasselblad' she has......

"Demon Sword..."

I smile at Schwart, who accidentally snapped, saying that the master was right.

"No! That's good, that's good! The Devil's Sword drains a lot of magic. If that builds up in this ball, there's nothing to say as a crocodile either!

The elders will not divulge any magic emitted by the master.

The master smiles and waves his sword up.

Then…….

"Hey, what...?

Roofigia suddenly finds fear in the quiet woods.

It was quite noisy when the elders manipulated the trees, but at the same time as the master took out his sword, the forest calmed down as if to whisper his breath.

――――――

The next moment, what I heard was the screams of the Spirits.

Roofygear's eyes caught them screaming and fleeing to a glance as they watched this one intriguing.

The Spirit is a semi-permanent creature that 'basically' does not die.

They just look forward and even run away without having to find out, as if they felt their lives were in danger.

"Ma - -!!"

Finally realizing the seriousness of the matter, Roofigia tries to stop the master, but it was a little late.

The sword of the master stabs the ground, and he calls the name of the boss and the sword.

And the woods are dead.