On the day of the duel with Icarus, I slept with my head in bed.

To be honest, there were signs of a cold.

I feel a little out of shape since I suffered heavy rain exercising cloudy witchcraft.

After that, it is the development of oatem melons day after day.

He was deceiving and abusive of his body in the abel potion, but the moment he could no longer contain it, the bump seemed to crush his body at once.

Behind my eyes, it stings and hurts.

It is a shady pain that scrapes the nerves.

The pain had a fever, and it just melted my brain.

Besides, it seems like something is coming up from the bottom of the stomach.

All sorts of pain were invading my body from all angles.

…………

Open your eyes and look to the side.

For a moment, Boya's vision is sobering, and then he slowly focuses.

It caught my eye that Meir was staring at me worried.

"... Abel, you're awake"

I woke up once in the morning and went straight back to my room and slept without breakfast because I didn't feel too good.

"So, are you okay? Head... with a great fever"

"... painful, I want to die now"

"And take good care! If Abel dies... Meir Ha, Meir..."

Meir knocked down the round chair and stood up, holding my hand.

"Well, what about the duel?

"It's not the time! I hear you have some morning soup left... come in, don't you?"

I nodded small.

Eating something now would reverse every gastric juice.

Bad for Lark, but certainly not at the duel.

Secondly, it caught my eye that a bow was standing on Meir's sitting round chair.

…………

"Oh, come on, don't worry about this!

"Oh, yeah..."

I know exactly why Icarus brought up the Vernasse-style duel.

Looking into it later, there was nothing strange about the rules of duel themselves, and I didn't know why Icarus was obsessed with it at all.

However, during the preparatory phase, it was slightly questionable that it required a day of spiritual unity.

It was the respite of the day that Icarus was after.

Perhaps in the meantime, he put a curse on me to activate the disease.

No, it's weird that I couldn't sense it at all.

Probably hit my weak body with the demon I was activating from the start.

Otherwise, the cold can't be so painful.

I feel a lot worse than when I stuck a cold before. Definitely.

This was an Icarus trap.

You shouldn't have gotten on the rules your enemies brought up cheaply.

I hate myself then.

I may have been a little overconfident in my witchcraft because I had managed with a single wand for 10% and everything.

True malice was not such an easy thing to do.

"Mr. Lark... I can't believe..."

I was the one who ignored Lark's advice and bracketed high that it would be profitable if it became a strength battle.

I'm so sorry to have pulled this far and the result is this showdown.

"It's okay, don't worry! The lord also said Abel's body was the best... so there was no need to force him. Rest slowly."

"... Mr. Lark"

That's when I heard Don and the knock on the door.

"Excuse me, uh... Lord Abel, you woke up. I don't care if you come in..."

It is the voice of Eurice.

Meir stood up, bending her back and pointing her bow in her hand towards the door.

"Hey Meir......"

"No! Abel is not the other way around! How can you not know yet when you said so much in the morning!

"But! But! We've come this far...... if we don't go today, Icarus will regain momentum again! With Lord Abel's power, there's still a little chance..."

Softly, the door opens modestly.

On the wall just next to that gap, an arrow pierced him sharply.

Surprised Eurice left in a hurry.

"Abel, Abel is having such a hard time, Icarus Icarus... don't you care? That! Which is more important, territory or Abel! From the lord, do you say you don't care about the lives of third parties! Next, I'll guess! Step back, please!

"Shit, but...!

"Close it quickly! Meir says we'll hit it next time! It's not a threat!

Meir seemed to have blood all over her head and her face was red.

The hand holding down the arrow is also shaking with a pull.

"Oh, please calm down, Lord Meir!

"Stop! Stop! Lower your bow, for now! Gee ho!"

When I raised my voice, I hooked it up to my throat and coughed.

It increases the intensity of the headache.

"Ah... agu... gee ho! Keho!"

"Abel, you shouldn't speak much..."

Meir looked back at me and opened her eyes and stopped moving for a moment.

Then he stopped his hand trembling and immediately released the arrow.

The arrow passed slightly above me, breaking through the window and hitting something.

"Huh!"

A tall, short screaming thing leaks.

Outside the window, something was lurking.

This is upstairs. I don't think ordinary people wanted to go through.

Given the circumstances, someone must have been after my life.

I immediately picked up the cane by the bed and pointed it out the window.

"ব া ত া (Wind) এ ই হ া ত (Elephant the ball)"

The storm turned into a ball, followed by an arrow followed by a chase to someone.

The windowsill broke, and the next moment the wall collapsed, and the recoil made me fall out of bed, and what was in the room instantly became doomed.

"Ya couldn't control it after all...... so, but you did guess"

"Abel! And hold on! Mr. Eurice, I'll rent another room!

Meir stares at Eurice with her eyes narrowed as she holds me up.

"I knew I could go..."

Eurice enters the room whispering a bump and looks out from an empty big hole in the wall.

"... no one. I did feel like I had something out the window, too."

"Huh?"

I lift my neck and see an empty hole in my room.

Indeed, there was a good deal of wind sorcery against those who were outside the window.

The power was unstable, but if you hit it directly, you shouldn't be safe first.

"Oh, no, I do now..."

A small footsteps follow, approaching from the hallway.

If I looked you in the eye, a girl peered her neck this way through the door that was left open.

It is Marias the servant.

"So, are you okay!? Um, now what..."

"... Oh, no, it could have been a little confusing"

"Sa, confusion...?

Marias looked at me and the room with a face that didn't fall.

"... Marias, you're here, if you're Lark..."

When Eurice asked, Marias shook her head sadly.

"A postponement has been proposed. However, there is a great deal of backlash from the residents... The lord was delighted to finally banish that sorcerer... so far perhaps."

Eurice drops her shoulder disappointingly.

And then, slightly, he turns to me softly.

"Oh, um... can't you do something about it...?

Unfortunately, my body doesn't move properly.

Consciousness is also at stake.

Sorcery is barely controllable, and it's unlikely to produce much power.

To the point of breaking down the wall, there is no point in fighting between magicians.

You will end up being pushed back by other demon bullets.

In today's brain, where there is no concentration, the number of multiple simultaneous deployments of sequences and magic formations is also considerably limited.

It's not a clear battle.

"Many times, don't say the same thing! I respect Abel while he's benefiting. To the habit of showing his bare hands...... if things get a little worse, you tell him to stay dead but keep up!

"Ugh, ugly..."

"I have no choice, Master Eurice. Impossible, I'm not in a position to say. Just because you still missed this opportunity doesn't mean you won't be next..."

She also knows I can't move, so she agreed with Meir and hung on to stop Eurice.

Eurice seemed to meditate on her eyes as she bit her lips and lost something, but she immediately opened her eyes and shook her neck to shake off her strays.

"Ok......"

They finally gave up Eurice, too.

"… if you are going to be in a duel, regardless of victory or defeat, I will proceed to the Lord from my side with permission to apply for the exercise of biomagic that Lord Abel has previously been rejected"

... Huh?

"... but I don't know, I'm going through"

"Lords should also feel it is a huge burden if Lord Abel stretches his body this time. Put it in there, you might be able to get through. I'll support you, too. So…"

… any chance?

At least, it might not set a venue for persuasion to Lark.

I intend, of course, to take safety into account.

On top of that, while carefully exploring compromises, twisting the interpretation of national law and exercising illegal shaky magic magic magic...

"I'm persistent, Mr. Eurice! Meir, you're so angry!

"No, you can't! Only that permission to apply for witchcraft, absolutely not! The lord will never allow it either, and if it is done, I will be in trouble!

I drank up the abel potion that was rolling in the magic recoil and slapped myself on the head a few times full of strength.

My vision turns and my headache gets worse.

The nausea came in all at once, but I managed to twist it down with my qi.

Triple tubes are constantly rocking.

Disgusting. It's not disgusting anymore.

My feet were loose and I was about to fall, but Meir supported me even as I screamed.

"No, you can't! Let's get some rest today, shall we? Footprints, so flimsy..."

"I'll go... I can do it..."

All I could see was a blur and a shadow, but I shook my voice to the shadow like Eurice and declared it.

"... thank you. Okay, let's go."

The answer came from a completely different person.

When I narrowed my eyes, I noticed that the person I had been watching seemed to be Autem.