Attack magic was unleashed by the knights surrounding them.
It is a magic that enables a remote attack that fires an ice column called [Ice Spear].
Behind me are my two part-time brothers and Vargas, but I can only leave the attack from the rear to those two.
I look at an ice column about the length and thickness of an adult male arm that flies out of front of me anyway.
Hard tooth sword with magic.
Since this sword exerts a curing effect by magic, an ice-cold would be able to knock it off.
The problem is doing it for sure.
Ice columns are looming in front of us.
I manipulate the magic I've worked out in my body.
I need muscle strength in order for me, the child, to snap off the ice-column that flies this way.
But not just muscle strength.
In order to intercept without one left, you will also need motion vision.
So I decided to use my magic efficiently.
Usually, if I wanted to improve my physical abilities, I'd let my whole body see magic.
But not this time.
Consider the strength of the peasant militia that was blowing up until earlier, so that half of the magic worked out is filled all over your body.
That's how he focused the other half on his eyes.
Gathering magic into your eyes increases your vision and makes it possible to even see magic.
I captured the movement with improved motion vision of the flying ice spear.
It's as if you're slowly playing the video and it seems to be slowing down and being recognized.
After looking at the orbit of that ice column, wave the hard tooth sword as it travels.
Gakin, the ice column fell to the ground with the sound of
I can.
Blah, blah, blah, blah. I haven't really needed the magic distribution in my life before.
I feel it's easier to concentrate in one place than to distribute to imbalances.
Surprisingly difficult to control, but still with this method you will be able to shoot down the flying ice-column without leaving it.
That's what I felt. I stare at the knights with even more magical eyes.
So I noticed one phenomenon.
Apparently, the spell they use has something called activation timing.
Hum and I get in the mood as if we could magic first, then mouth the spell name and fire it with a hack and exhale.
That's how they used magic.
It would be quick to talk if you could figure that out.
Before casting a spell, the timing of the magic is visually visible.
I also found it easier to intercept my eyes with increased motion vision to focus on the knight's hand than on the flying orbit itself.
When the knights unleash their magic, they fire their magic with their palms pointed this way.
If you look in the direction of that hand, you'll soon know where you're after.
I see.
I guess Vargas was avoiding my shotgun because I've had the chance to meet a knight on the battlefield before.
No matter how powerful magic is and how convenient it is not to carry a weapon, there is as much to deal with as long as you know the reason.
Nevertheless, that would only require tremendous motor vision and judgment.
Continue to slap even the magic attacks that are unleashed by the knights.
How many did you slap down?
The attack has finally subsided.
There are gobbles and disturbing ice columns lying on the ground around me.
But all of them were knocked down by hard tooth swords without causing any damage to me.
Ugh, take a breath and look further around.
Apparently, he was surviving this attack behind me, too.
Vargas seemed to have intercepted the ice spear by activating the cure just like me on the hard tooth sword I was giving him instead of the great sword.
But unlike me, not all interceptions seemed successful.
Speaking of which, did you often avoid saying one thing or the other when my shotgun.
It was impossible to knock it all off.
But Vargas isn't scratched one.
What a surprise he was shielding his body.
Vargas collected his magic powers on his skin and increased his defenses, deliberately taking attacks on his body that could not be prevented by a hard tooth sword.
Not to fly to me or my part-time brother.
Maybe this guy is better than I thought.
By contrast, Bite brother seemed to be wielding a hard tooth sword messed up.
Two of those, too.
Shall we call it duplicity?
He was attacking the ice column with a hard tooth sword to the left and right.
But he couldn't prevent everything that was well prevented by wild prospects.
I was taking damage.
Not to Bite Brother himself, but to Valkyrie, on which Bite Brother is riding.
Bite brother Valkyrie had several ice columns stabbed at him and was bleeding from it.
After I've prevented an attack from the knight, the Byte brother who confirmed it hangs up.
"Shit!!! How dare you, you bastards!!!
A butch-cut part-time brother suddenly barks and runs a servant beast toward the knight.
"Not good. Vargas, protect Brother Byte"
"Ooh."
Seeing it, he rushes to give instructions to Vargas.
But Brother Byte approached the knights before Vargas chased him, cutting him with a hard tooth sword.
Gun!!
It sounds like that, and the knight's armor recedes.
No, can I say it's crushed?
Whether the metal armor worn by the knight was more defeated by the hardness of the hard tooth sword that Brother Bite shook down, he was trying to slap it with cancer and scratch it from the top of the armor.
Apparently, even though he's the same pre-adult as me, his part-time brother has the strength to beat a knight again.
By the way I taught him how to handle magic, my part-time brother also had an unusual strength.
Honestly, I never thought my own strength or that of my part-time brother would work this far on the battlefield.
Maybe because the only comparison was with the children in the village.
"Do you need my help with that? Then..."
Bite brother hits one knight after another, Vargas following that.
Maybe this won't happen any time soon.
That's what I thought. Instead of chasing after the two of us, I headed for a slightly different one.
A presence that commands knights to surround the three of us and watches them in the rear.
Raymond, the Fontana family slayer.
I went to Raymond, my commander, to settle this battle.