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High density Margaery is shot at Grey like a beam of light.

Speed is a level that is not measurable by sight.

It was worth it to reach the enemy almost simultaneously with Margaery's release.

The flash of Magi, which was inevitable for humans, should have pierced the target human.

Unfortunately for them, the article 'Grey de Cetenin’ seems to fall completely out of the human category.

That agility, sharpness, and a sense of day might be right to call it a rapture, not a man.

Grey, who predicted the path of flashing light, lifted up the spear in one hand and slightly squeezed away Magi's island.

The cold metallic sound of condensed magi and the black spear echoed in the cavity, and the dense condensed fluid that the demons shot was like a high-density extinguishing machine choked helplessly by the black spear.

“... more than I imagined. ”

Even before Daemun's short admiration runs out of her mouth, Grey thrashes forward on the ground.

Your top priority in combat is your commander. It doesn't change here either.

Grey reaches Denmund's foothills in an instant and raises a spear at him.

The hurriedly cast barrier meets the black spear, and a cracking sound echoes through the similarity earth.

Margie's open barrier stops the first strike. It's just a barrier that has already become a snare. Everything that prevents such a shabby shield from hitting a second time without delay.

A black spear breaks through the barrier without any reversal, rushing to his heart.

“..! ”

However, Damon was able to use his momentary base to postpone death for a short while.

The instantaneous explosion of Magi's aggregation beneath her feet allowed Demi to bounce back in an instant, followed by a series of splinters and a hindrance of smoke obstructing Gray's view.

And a crowd of 'sals’ pouring out at Grey to quickly restore her sight and charge at Demun.

But the attack is also blocked by the spear's perfect defenses.

And then, a threatening magical aura rang out to the horsemen in the joint.

Magic is a kind of magic of fire. I can feel it slowly heating up inside the cave.

“… Oops. ”

Demun's words are dismayed by the feverish energy of the fever, and he performs a magic protection ritual engraved on the robe.

A red translucent membrane forms around the lobe, followed by a wave of fire pouring into the cave.

The flames of erythema cast by Armada become high tide, enveloping everything inside the cave without missing any space.

“Turn it off."

The waves of flames rushing in like snakes allowed the transparent membrane to withstand the magic, but I felt the pain of burning skin because I couldn't stop the heat from heating up.

If they did this to themselves, they'd all melt into ashes.

“... Surprised. I wouldn't worry too much if I gave you a little signal.”

Suddenly, the flames that covered the cave spread quickly, and Grey stood still and muttered.

Magic used by skilled wizards distinguishes enemies from allies.

That was why Grey lived without harm, and also why the Wizard boasted such high status in large battles such as war.

“... I tried to make a mistake, and I just watched. ”

The new figure, Armada the Wizard, enters the cave half-heartedly, teasing a cool horse.

“Hmm..? I just cast a spell... The situation is over? ”

She mutters, staring at the corpse of the devil stretched out onto the stone floor, melting her whole body into the cold, innocent eyes.

“ … ”

Grey aims at Damon again, looking at her with a bored expression.

“There's still one left. And I think this is why we're here. ”

“... I don't want you to mention the Horseman with that pouty gawk. Poor livestock full of virtue and lust, dishonor and pessimism. ”

Despite the obvious provocation, Grey tries to move her legs to fix the spear without saying anything and swarm it.

“.. ”

But his intuition did say some risks. If we march into battle like this, we have three wins left. It's worth saying it's a handshake.

“… Him. ”

Grey pauses and stares at the door. There is definitely a number of spleens for him who is smiling weakly.

“.. are you afraid? Even the greatest knights on the continent boast of myriad dancers. I can't help it. ”

Damon prays earnestly for Grey's stumbling.

It was because there was one more trap left.

Luckily, it was not destroyed by the Golem riots, and it was a trap that would never be revealed by the naked eye.

“… What are you doing? So I'll just do it? ”

When Armada says that, red Mana begins to burn in one hand.

Grey nods and takes a protective position to protect her from any possible attack on Daemun.

Then, Damon only smiled deeply at the sight.

“Haha..”

He completes the work of the Shadowhunter by blowing Marky into a trap set beneath his feet. Almost simultaneously, Magi, who has no master, moves swiftly and seeps into the shadows of Grey and Armada.

"Shadowhunter."

Every attack within the confines of a narrow circle is a deadly trap for the ‘shadow’ to reproduce itself to the attacker, and it is also his masterpiece.

Of course, you can't avoid the damage done to your body, but it would be perfect for you to be a sidekick.

“ … ”

Armada felt an ominous touch on his brain.

But being careless is like being "overly confident in your abilities."

And it was so natural for Armada. If there was enough evidence, it was a virtue to be confident.

She completed the spell process, wrapping up the B + tier of Enhanced Barrier magic, in case you were wondering.

The magic you want to cast is a Class A ‘Flame Bolt'. It literally shoots the bolt of flame at the enemy.

But the same continental first aid in Armada, plus a wizard specialized in Mars, Horses will be bolts, fierce magic that will build an enemy with pillars of flame as big as a beacon.

“... I need you to cover me. ”

She cast her magic without any internal conflicts and in-depth advice, even at the risk of speaking cognitively.

and the pillar of flame directly against the damon. Damon is saved, and a shadow rises from behind her back.

*

As Armada said, Saehan, who was staying behind, noticed that a strange sensation was flashing through his brain at the same time as a terrifying shadow was rising from behind Armada's back.

And the shadow cast the same magic that Armada cast behind her.

“ …! ”

The massive pillar of flame casts a spell in a hurry, as the moment of the incapacitation strikes her.

“Ahhhh!! ”

The skin of her robes and back melts like a candle at the very high temperatures of a flame bolt.

Despite the instant Sagradan magic by the dispel, the processing power was still enough to break through the barrier and damage her.

Zahan hurriedly ran to her.

“Ugh... ugh...”

Armada rolls around the cave, struggling with the worst pain she's ever felt in her life.

“Hold still! ”

Zahan grabs her, touches the flames and looks at her back as it drips.

“ … ”

Severe. Robe fragments and the skin on his back are stretched together. If you cast healing magic like this, a fragment of the robe may be embedded in your skin.

But if you don't heal quickly because of it, you may heal and have scars for life.

“Hrrrgh...”

Armada tearing his eyes out as he scratches the bottom of the stone.

Zahan looked at her like that, figured out a momentary base, and executed immediately.

By using ‘cleansing’ magic, he removed the fragments of the robe that were attached to his skin.

Since it was already a pile of rubble, instantaneous blood gushes out, and Armada screams out in agony.

“Ahhhh!! ”

“... Just a little longer, just a little longer. ”

Sahan spoke, and cast a healing spell on her who glowed in pain.

So her back went back to the original beautiful color of milk, and her intermittent screams and body tone gradually subsided.

“... it's done. ”

Over time, when the healing was complete, Armada fainted, face down on her lap with tears in her eyes.

* * * *

“… Is Lord Blaze all right? ”

First, Grey came out of the cave and waited for them, looking at Armada, as she was held in the arms of Sahan.

Armada nods, still bewildered, with a pale face that has no blood on it.

“ … ”

Grey turns her head in silence.

As a knight, she is more understanding now than anyone else.

I always believed in my talents, and I was not that scared in my childhood when I always knew I was only good at myself. So he beat my boss, beat his teacher, and even rejected his gut feelings.

That's why I had to come to the moment of failure. the physical pain that accompanies that failure, and even more mental pain.

How about she who was so insignificant in the past, who had already surpassed even my father's reputation as a wizard?

“Are you sure you're okay? ”

Sahan carefully asked her.

“…… Thanks to you... Thank you so much, Saehan. ”

Her answer was so sad that she hesitated to look at his face for a long time.

*

The wagon that was returning was silent itself.

Armada was only looking out the window leaning against the window frame of the wagon, so it was a natural order.

“.. ”

Sahan glanced at her with his eyes wide open.

Still thinking about what just happened, she bites her lip tightly and stares out the window.

“… Huh. ”

In the process, blood seeps from the cracks in her lips, and she wipes it with her fingers without my knowing it.

“… Ah. ”

Armada opens her eyes wide, surprised by the sudden feeling of her fingers.

Blood flowing from your lips moves to the fingers of Forgiveness and drops to the bottom of the wagon.

She follows all those sights with her eyes, realizing that she has hurt her lips and licking them with her tongue.

“... Thank you. I'm glad I'm here."

Because I put my lips into my mouth, my pronunciation is still not accurate.

Because her appearance was objectively cute and funny, no matter who saw her, his mouth naturally smiled.

“ … ”

And Armada looks at him with a smile. It was a poor look for some reason.

So she avoided her gaze. Keeping looking at it, I thought it would remind me of an old past.

“ … ”

Armada bows his head powerlessly. Looking down at the ground with sad eyes, I leaned against the wall of the wagon more powerlessly than before.

She sighed deeply enough to ring the carriage.

It was still like burning sensation on my back, and I was so shocked that I almost saved myself by such shallow tricks.

Had it not been for a man named Zahan, he would have fallen into such a state.

That's why I wanted to lean on his body and mind, sitting right next to him.

But I couldn't.

Because I don't deserve it.

I kicked it with my own feet because the reality was so overwhelming that I had a chance to qualify.

Regrets can sometimes feel particularly big.

And for Armada, it was now.