Reborn Brave's casual journey - The legendary bravest seems to be even stronger in his second life

"... is it stupid?

"Then it's dumber to say stupid!

"Well, I don't think even kids will say it today."

Lyon looks at Mertella, who steps on the group like she's angry.

"But if the brave Lion is dead, who defeated the frivolous golem? Your lord?

"Yes, no, not me"

"So you're the Lord?

"Oh, not even me!

Then who the hell are you?

Phyllia and Meena pointed right at Lion.

Exactly this flow doesn't deny it, and Lion has no choice but to raise his hand.

"... me though"

"What!? I don't care where you look from, you're not a child!

I don't want you to tell me, Lion shrugged in her heart.

"Hmm?"

Mertella wanders over and sees Lion.

Lion found that his eyes bore a strong magic.

"... well. Lord, you seem to be covering up well, but you're hiding quite a bit of power? You can't delude the devil's eye of a straw. Kuku, then just fine. The power I have accumulated. It's a boring story, such as not having someone to show off. I wonder if the Lord will take the place of the brave."

Instead and nothing is the same person......

Anyway, Lion sighs that this has become a hassle.

"Don't worry. Because I can't kill you."

A tremendous magic rises from Mertella's body.

(This is...)

Seeing that, Lion felt uncomfortable.

Because the magic flow is too neat.

Magic is constantly circling the body like blood.

Something like the speed and efficiency of its circulation greatly affects the power of magic and the time it takes to activate it, and in some cases it is a more important element than the total amount of magic.

There may be individual differences by birth, discrepancies in left and right balances and laggable places.

And no human has the perfect circulatory path so that there is no perfectly symmetrical, left to right, perfectly conspicuous face.

Not even Lion did.

But the elf in front of you has a perfectly ideal way of flowing magic, as if it had been created artificially.

"Let's start with a greeting."

Shortly afterwards, Mertella makes rock masses appear.

Probably a dirt magic rockfall.

And that number, ten shots.

It's a multiple activation of magic that only a skilled wizard can do.

In total, as many as ten rounds of rock fly in close to one meter in diameter.

(You should stop magically intercepting me. You might find out)

Lion was currently suppressing magic as much as possible.

I don't know the demonic eye and the performance of that elf, but if they analyze the magic, they'll know it's the same nature as the brave ones.

Magic has colors and fluctuations specific to each person, but the magic of Rion is little different today than it was in previous life.

Then I have to do something with my sword, but it's gone bad when I raw hate and destroyed the golem earlier.

"Well, this is about as good as bare hands, okay?"

Lion crushed the looming rock mass with his right arm.

Destroy the remaining nine shots in the same way with your arms and legs.

"Mm, wouldn't you do it? If..."

Ten rock masses appear again around Mertella.

The magnitude was slightly greater than earlier, but the amount of magic included was greatly increased.

The density is also completely different.

Perhaps the power is out of step.

"How about this!

One blow at a time was exactly the meteorite.

Still, Lion deals with it the same way he dealt with it earlier.

"" Hih?

A fragment of crushed rock passed near his face at a tremendous rate, and the Phyllias rushed to pull his face in.

(... That hurt a little)

Lion lets the pain escape by waving his slightly reddened fist.

But natural healing will cure you quickly.

"Hmm, looks like we can still do this. Next time."

Now there's a hundred chunks of rock.

"And I can't believe it! What a number of rockfalls!?

"I mean, that's not a dimension of rockfall anymore, is it?!?

"Lord Lion! Run!

"You can't even run away from me!?

Phyllia and Meena peel their eyes and scream.

From the common sense of the two of us, it was a sight outside of understanding,

(... this is just a hassle)

Lion simply pioneered by the number.

As before, Lion destroys the imminent mass of rock in the meteor cluster.

When all the rock masses eventually disappeared, Lion was sweating.

Friction heat occurs when rock masses pass through the air at high speeds, but if that were as many as a hundred, it was natural for the ambient temperature to rise significantly.

"Hot...... dry throat"

"" Yeah eh, that's it!?

The Phyllias were shouting with all their might unexpectedly.

"Well, can you stand it now? Interesting. I don't mind if I take this a little more seriously."

It is Mertella who laughs with pleasure.

When it became any more powerful, even Lion just wanted to refrain from dealing with it barely.

"Yes, you didn't mean what you had before?

"How bad are they both!?

"" Mmm... "

Mertella squeaks as the twins look worried too.

"- Made Golem"

Shortly afterwards, I wondered if a wall called the wall of the room had popped out, and one golem after the other crawled out.

Apparently, they made the walls of the dungeons into materials to create them.

And yet those golems,

"Huh!"

It produced rock masses simultaneously.

"The Golem does the magic...?

"Uhm! This is the ultimate magic that defeated the brave and developed our straw!