The advanced magic of flames and lightning strikes was quickly extinguished before my [fixed damage].
"Become!?"
The two boy wizards raised their voices of consternation at the same time.
I walk with Shea and Yurin.
"Damn, dude...!
"How could our magic..."
They shoot one attack magic after another, but they can't break through interceptions by [fixed damage].
Fifteen meters left.
"I want to ask you one question"
I stopped walking once.
"What have you done to the subjects at the lab? What do you think of those people?
"What?"
The two frowned at the same time.
"There's no way it's just experimental material that's thoughtful."
"Rather, it can be the basis of our magic research. They should be proud too"
"As much as you want us to thank you!
The two laugh and shoot more magic.
"... I see"
Understood.
Much like his master Valerie to the sexual root.
I started going again.
Now I didn't stop walking - I didn't feel the need for it, and I kept going.
13 meters...... 12 meters...... 11 meters......
"hey why... why is our magic... yah!?"
Of the two, one that was out front raises the bloodshed first.
With the bitter ringing, it vanished into countless particles.
"Where's Valerie?"
I look to the one person left.
The distance from him is about 12 meters.
Just a little closer, and this guy dies.
"Answer me."
"Ugh..."
He was standing up with a pale face.
It's like a frog caught by a snake.
I guess I had absolute confidence in my magic.
Have you been lightly sealed off, your people killed, and you lost your will?
It would be easier if he could just spit out Valerie's whereabouts.
SIDE mica
"Oh, that's so stupid... too bland..."
The Maikas were flabbergasted to see the battle shown on the Magic Guide video device.
"Matthew......"
One of the two men who went to intercept the intruder was lightly erased.
By a mysterious man, in hood and cape.
Is that magic?
But no magic activation has been recorded.
In the first place, I've never heard of advanced magic - or a spell that instantly extinguishes two magical attacks with different attributes.
What did that man do?
What is the use of attack magic or Matthew's extinction?
To an incomprehensible event, Myka was just blue.
The other four are the same.
"What's up? What a fuss."
A man came in indoors.
Age is forty tangled.
A brilliant man with long stretched blue black hair.
Sage Valerie.
Making him the best wizard in the world, he was the master that the Mykas loved.
"Master...!
Myka makes her cheeks hot.
Last night, I was called to his bedroom and the memories held until morning were vividly brought back.
Poor girl. Myka turns her soldering grin to Valerie.
Valerie nodded lightly to him like that,
"An intruder? The disciples were killed, he said..."
"Yes. Matthew and Miguel headed for interception, but Matthew vanished by a mysterious attack. Miguel seems to be caught up, too."
Myka answers.
"... Hmm. Matthew is flame-based and Miguel is an excellent user of thunderbolts. We're both supposed to have the strength of a court magician class."
Valerie nods and turns her gaze to the video.
"This sign...!
The eyes opened wide.
"Is that the power of [Darkness]? But this is a realm where people have not even reached me, such as exercising [darkness]...!
Valerie's eyes open.
It was the first time I saw it.
What always makes a tattered master so surprised?
"It's just that invoking [the darkness] and using that power is in a completely different dimension of realm - who is this guy?"
It will, Valerie.
Eventually, with a hazy face,
"No way, is that him...!? No, but he should be alive..."
and
"Master, this is for me!
"No, let me do it!
Other disciples raised their names.
An arithmetic about showing Valerie a good place here?
Currently, there may be an intention to counter Maika, who is most in the favor of her master.
"... Hmm. Then you all go."
Valerie squashed her jaw.
"This intruder is no exception. But you all have the power of court magicians, just like Matthew and Miguel. If we all work together, we can't be unbeaten opponents."
Saying, the light floating in his eyes is unusually cold.
─ ─ No way.
Myka thought so.
It was intuitive.
Doesn't Valerie intend to hit our own disciples into mysterious intruders and determine their abilities?
Aren't we going to see it as a mess and throw ourselves away as pawns?
(No, that can't be right. Even yesterday, you loved me so much. Valerie can't abandon us...)
Desperately telling herself, Myka was really concerned about the cold in Valerie's eyes.