She Professed Herself The Pupil Of The Wiseman (WN)

One hundred forty-three

On the other hand, back a little while, shortly after the summons, Mira had difficulty with Eisenfald, who looked obstinate.

You were alert to the emergence of a being named Eisenfald. Spirit Chimera ranged, so that some respite occurs despite the fighting.

That's when it's between us.

"I'm sorry. After that, I was scolded when flying in the sky in the Lord's giant..."

When I first summoned Eisenfald in this world that became a reality. Mira said that she would call again and again from now on. But the truth is, Cleos cautioned that if a dragon as huge as the Imperial Dragon were flying near people, it would be a fuss, and he hasn't summoned it since.

"I wish you had told me that earlier. I thought my mother had forgotten me, and I missed her so much."

In time, it's been abandoned for nearly a month. I can't help being obstinate. Mira was also distracted when she made me say that.

"Surely your lord is right. I'm so sorry. What can I say instead, but next time I promise you I will listen to whatever the Lord has to say? So, what do we do? Can't you forgive me?

Mira, sincerely apologizing and bowing her head, glanced up at Eisenfald as she glimpsed. Then, as soon as possible, Eisenfald's condition changes.

"Anything... anything, Mother!? That promise is absolute! If I break it again, I will hate you!

Obviously, it looked delightful. But Eisenfaldo accepts Mira's suggestion with the kind of tricks he tries to pretend to be calm.

"Um, definitely not. I swear I will protect you. Because I don't want my precious son to hate me."

Mira, who said so and walked over, gently touches Eisenfald.

"Mother!

Eisenfald bends his big body and rubs his cheeks against Mira. Thus the bond between parents and children regained its radiance.

"Coming!

Yes, Alfina tells it short. At the same time as Gregorius' orders, the Spirit Chimera moved. Its intimidation, which is also comparable to natural disasters, is still considerable, with tensions running all at once.

But Mira smiles, accustomed to the tension, and gives Eisenfald instructions.

"Son, intercept that enemy!

"Yes, Mother!

At Mira's direction, the next moment Eisenfald understands. Intimidation to despair dominated everything on the spot. It is an overwhelming battle that causes even the spines of the allies, the Alfinas, to tremble, enclosing signs that even the fear of death exceeds.

Immediately afterwards, Eisenfald leaps around them. And instantly flew, colliding with a devastating storm and turned spiritual chimera.

Staggering nails and nails. Eisenfald's black nails collide with those wrapping the thunderbolts of the Spirit Chimera. The atmosphere trembles as soon as it does so, and shivers and heavy shocks propagate around the area.

Is that a difference in experience? Have certain wisdom, but because of it. Every time I stagger, Eisenfald's nails, and my fangs start wearing spiritual chimeras.

But neither has the Spirit Chimera, which houses the power of nature in its body, lost. When he repaired himself with immense force, he was manipulating his attributes with all the nations to carve a definite wound into Eisenfald.

Disaster vs. Natural Disaster. It was no longer a sight beyond people's knowledge. The space itself shakes and everything even evokes destruction. The floors and ceilings that became a fierce battlefield broke, collapsed, and became scorched soil as they looked around.

To an already unknown realm, that war begins to expand. That's when.

A giant tree-like tail of Eisenfald sank the torso of the Spirit Chimera. Sounds like the forest will crumble as soon as possible, and the Spirit Chimera will be flown so that it can play.

The space that serves as a battlefield is vast and more than five hundred meters wide. But the Spirit Chimera crashed its distance, almost in the center, in its giant, past the earth without touching the wall.

"The output is not stable...... After all, without the power of the Spirit King, it would be impossible to assemble that immense power."

Looking at the battle of the Spirit Chimera, Gregorius says so blurry and gives his expression. The power of the Spirit King. That was apparently necessary to make this spiritual chimera complete.

"How about the rest?"

As Mira instructed, the main battlefield, transformed into an inviolable area, moves far away. Do you care about that fight, Gregorius, who was looking far away? Then Mira instantly approached behind it and shook off the white longscepter.

Moments, thunderlights rush. The effect of Gregorius' spiritual weaponry. Gregorius' body appears to be protected by its entire body by powerful spiritual powers.

"Ku...... You don't look like a summoner anywhere!

Abominably staring at Mira, Gregorius pulls out his sword on his hips and flashes sharply. It is still the Spirit Sword, as soon as a flaming storm is born and Mira is swallowed.

It's a lot less powerful than it was then.

On the day of his first encounter, Gregorius carried a fiery spirit sword based on the sword of his father, Gregor. In a winding flame, while preventing it with an instantly summoned Holly Night, Mira decides that her sword is now a few steps inferior.

This one's not settled anymore.

Shortly afterwards, Alfina bounced the sword off Gregorius's hand and stuck a cut in his throat as it was.

The flame created by the Spirit Sword subsides. Walking out of the back of Hollinite, Mira stared straight at Gregorius,

"There is no more victory for the Lord. I don't think it would be wise to surrender too much," he continued.

…………

Gregorius does not answer, just puts a glimpse into the Mila and the Valkyrie sisters, and the distant battlefield.

Still no settlement on the Spirit Chimera side. But there was too much difference in strength as a magician that the relative Mira and the performance of the armed forces alone could not keep up. In addition, there are seven Valkyries who have excelled in the White Soldier War. It will not be possible to win this battle, as Mira put it. Yes, Gregorius was in pain. And at the same time, even with the incomplete Spirit Chimera, you can't beat that dragon.

(I didn't know it was this big...)

Gregorius was thinking back to the past. the days I've been working as a chimeric closen. The overwhelming strength I got at the end of it.

I think back, I laugh bitterly. To the fact that the power that I was convinced could change the world, its aggregation, is about to destroy just one girl against me.

"Ok......"

Hence he raises his hands as he quietly looks down at the blade poked at him. And as I sighed loudly as I remained in an attitude that meant surrender, Gregorius' robe burned up and exploded as soon as I could.

Even on a small scale, the blast is powerful enough to frighten the alfina and leads to a few moments there.

Suicide bombing. It will be the word that comes to mind the most before the blacksmoke rises.

But one shadow popped out of cleaving that black smoke. It's a horse-shaped golem with Gregorius on his back, rushing all the way to the distance at fierce speeds.

Across the street is the entrance and exit diagonal to the Spirit Chimera. Gregorius admitted defeat and tried to escape. But I didn't give up. In its eyes, there was still a light with some way to go, and the further away it was, the stronger it became.

"This is where I am"

It must be quite smelly, the horse's golem had a brilliant run that would have been unrivaled in those stunning horses there. Keeping an arrow of light to its back is the second daughter, Elezina, who is the best at handling bows among the Valkyrie sisters.

The arrow is flashing. Wearing a golem with different dimensions, he tried to destroy it with a brilliant blow.

"Damn, too much cod!

Gregorius dances through the universe with momentum intact, staring at the shattered golem. If the golem is slightly damaged or missing, it can be repaired by simply pouring mana as long as there is a core. But Elezina had already ejected precisely the core of the golem less than a few centimetres from a position more than two hundred meters away. Moreover, the location of the core can be determined by the magician at the time of making, but even that was easily discernable. At the earliest, it is the realm of masters.

Gregorius, who was shown such a separation, had a slight grin. At the end of that gaze is the figure of the Spirit Chimera, far and away.

Sacrifice its wings!

Inhaling heavily, the moment Gregorius tries to scream, suddenly his mouth is blocked and the next word is sealed.

"I'm sorry. No more manners."

If you look, there was Mira's hand on it. By voice authentication, some sort of activation. I saw that once. Mira didn't miss that. And then during a mouthful of restraint, the thunderbolt just happened to blow.

[Immortal Arts and Earth: A Grip of Purple Electricity]

With a relentless blow to his body, Gregorius was quickly reaped consciousness and lay silent on the ground.

"What did this man want?"

My youngest child, Christina, shrugs as she restrains Gregorius with a captive cloth given to her by Mira. Gregorius' last cry, which ended in an abrupt failure. Christina seemed to wonder what the intentions were for that.

"Move your hands, not your mouth"

"Yes......"

But such a grunt is slashed aside by the harsh words of Alfina. Christina pointing her lips like some infidelity rotten.

Staring at those two, Mira smiled all the time.

You said, "Sacrifice your wings, etc." Maybe he tried to use the wings of the Spirit Chimera as a Spirit Bomb. And I ran away from the Spirit Chimera to stay out of it. "

It has absolutely nothing to do with the battle, Kristina's whining. casual. Just a conversation. The sight that never materialized in the game age, the reality that there is a firm will there. Once again, Mira was deeply moved by the matter.

"I see. Sasu, Lord!

"Here, Christina! How dare you speak to the Lord!

To Christina, who laughs just because she's good at it, Alfina scolds. Apparently, the youngest child is quite a mess, and Mira, who felt it in their exchange, deepens that grin even more.

"Lord. Please forgive my sister's disrespect."

It was Mira who even felt soothed, but that's it. For Alfina, Mira exists like a king. It seems that even now that it has become a reality, there is no wavering in its loyalty.

"I don't mind. I don't mind. My lords and sisters have helped me on many occasions. That's the end of the story."

"Oh, Lord. Forgiving words, painful."

Alfina bows her head deeper in response to Mira's words and with a somewhere grumpy look. And if you look at it, the other sisters were kneeling at Mira with a really happy grin. Just Christina, for a moment, grinned towards her eldest daughter, Alfina. It was a vain, confident expression that Mira knew there was no way she would get angry to this extent.