Strongest Onmyouji's Isekai Adventure ~ The Monsters are too weak compared to my Youkai Servant's~

Lesson 53: The Most Powerful Yin Yang Master, Watching the Game Again

Since Mabel's second round was supposed to take place on the same day, I decided to join Amu and Efa in the audience.

"Mm, good luck. Look, Efa. Seika, you're home."

"Yeah...... congrats, Seika-kun"

Efa leans down and says blurry.

Ah......

"Efa. Look, you're back, right? I'm not hurt."

"... yeah"

"Damn... but you've often found us in this crowd. I only said a big mess of places."

"I looked for you."

From the sky, though.

"You could have used the magic of the wind, too. I didn't take class."

"Sort of."

"It's a lot lighter for a golem opponent with attribute resistance. I don't think your game is going to be very exciting."

Then, Amu says as he remembers.

"With that said... if I win, I'm going to join the Kingsguard, is there?

"Uh, no? I'm not interested. I'll be back at school after the tournament."

"Huh, yeah. Yes...... good"

"What?

"Hey, it's nothing! Shh, I don't pray you'll let me resign honestly. There's gonna be menthes over there."

"I think that's all right."

Instead, you shouldn't want to put some sorcerer in the Kingsguard.

It would also be a wish or a fulfillment over there.

"I wish I could just accept the winning prize. You might be able to resign me."

"I mean... I've been talking about the premise that I'm going to win, but it's just not going to be that easy."

I don't even think about winning anything at all.

Amu gives me a decent look in my words.

"For some reason, you can't imagine where you lose at all... don't you agree with Efa?

"............... I don't know"

That's what Efa said and nodded.

Ah......

I knew you'd been worried about me.

I don't need to do that at all...... I can also feel you laughing off in front of me angrily telling me not to worry about it before.

I stop by Efa and say, staring into her orange eyes.

"Efa...... because I'm absolutely fine. If you lose, you won't die."

"... really?

"True"

In fact, it's like playing with a puppy if you try me.

Finally, if you say it about ten more times, you'll die at all.

"... because I don't want to."

The voice of Efa, who remains anxious, and at about the same time.

The host's loud voice echoed throughout the arena.

"Thank you for waiting -! Game two, this is the game that follows!

"Look, don't flirt with me forever. We're going to have a freshman game."

Looking down the stage at Amu's words, both players had already put out.

Mabel still carries a two-handed sword. However, in addition to this time, he had a pair of fine swords on his hips and also had a sword-throwing stowage device (holder) on his leg.

I lean my neck. What are you gonna do with all those weapons?

The other player was like a magician because he had a wand in his hand.

"Howlo is a highly capable earthly attribute magician! Mabel in the first year of the School of Magic, in World War I, overwhelmed the Orthodox knights with their magicians' extraordinary powers and physical appearance, but how do they stand around the same magician opponent at the fulfillment! So - the game is on!!

The whistle sounds.

It was the other mage who moved first. A large cane is pointed at Mabel.

"Rigid Rock Bullet (Rock Blast) Heh!

Along with the pronunciation of the surgical name, a number of rocks, as many as a handful, are emitted to Mabel.

It's not strange to die without a talisman (amulet), the median magic of earthly attributes.

But Mabel's handling was calm.

Two fine swords I had already pulled out. One of these days, gently slash the one in your right hand up against the impending rock.

I frowned unexpectedly.

Mabel's fine sword is clearly poised for a spike. It's only reckless if you think about it normally, like let's play rocks with that.

But - the rock shell detonated the moment it touched its thin sword body.

The other mage casts a series of magic with a stunned look. But the rocks that are unleashed are all crushed and paid for by a fine sword that is waved to dance with both hands.

It was an obviously unnatural sight.

All I can say is that one small Mabel's luxurious sword crushes the boulders of momentum one after the other.

No matter how rigid the user is, the normal sword should break in that one and be bounced without enough weight to put it on.

In the magic of the earth, Mabel twitches and packs her distance from the opponent.

A sorcerer with a hasty expression retreated greatly at that time.

"Come on! Pulse, roar, blast. It's yellow to crack! 23720; of the mountains of Taru, the harsh..."

Spell chanting.

Have you decided that median magic does not reveal rays? While away from Mabel, the sorcerer lifts his voice to unleash perhaps the superior earthly magic.

I can do the gap, but I can't get the distance packed, perfect timing.

I guess Mabel decided she wouldn't make it either. When you throw away both fine swords, you reach for the storage device (holder) sword fast.

But the mage also reacted quickly.

Immediately interrupt the chant and point the wand to the ground. Then, in an instant, the rock barrier rose.

It looks excessive against the sword, but I guess it combines time buying. The magician begins chanting again.

Mabel on the other hand.

Whatever that was, I let go of my sword.

Tearing through the sky and flying is a small blade that is unlikely to be able to be fat, such as on a rock wall.

But - the blade smashed the barrier with the roar.

The sorcerer interrupted the chant. Overlap the rock walls in a confused manner.

But Mabel's sword is not to that extent.

Crush and scrape rock walls from the side where they are created. It made little sense anymore, such as the magic of the wall.

The sword itself is only as small as a knife, and the speed is enough to follow it with your eyes.

Clearly it's odd to penetrate a thick rock wall flat.

Amu shrugs.

"What, that"

"... Probably gravitational magic. 'Cause Mabel was supposed to be majoring in dark attributes."

Amu looks at me.

"I did a little in class, too, but that's just magic to weigh and lighten things up, right? Can you do that?

"Heavy stuff is sturdy, and if you throw it, it makes you powerful, right? If you weigh a thin sword or a sword many times heavier than a rock, you can do that."

Actually, that kind of weight and the weight of things being pulled by stars are separate, but in the end those two things are the same thing because they interact.

Mabel is probably a gravitational user.

If you lighten up your weapon or weigh yourself, you can freely handle how heavy a weapon would be.

Weighting the weapon itself, on the other hand, can also increase its strength and power.

"... but"

Amu groans.

"Isn't that pretty hard? You can't shake it if it stays heavy, so if it's a fine sword, the moment you hit it, if it's a sword, it means you're using magic at a time that's about as long as you can stay out of your hand or not, right? Such subtleties without chanting..."

It does bother me there, too.

Turning his attention back to the stage, the magician lost the pressure of swordshooting and had just jumped out of the fence.

Mabel's two-handed sword, which was packing a compromise, is waved before the wand is pointed again.

Double-cut the wand with one swing.

And the returned cut was slammed against the magician's neck.

After a few moments of silence, the whistle sounds.

"Here the referee has issued a ruling on the settlement -! Winner, Mabel Crain!!

Mabel lowers her sword and goes down the stage with no expression, as if she hadn't heard the cheers around her or something.

What bothers me more than magic technology is the swordsmanship she uses.

I know because I was a little bit obsessed with it in my previous life, but I don't wear it overnight.

Both the handling of the fine sword and the action of releasing the sword, Mabel was proficient.

How could a child be adopted by a nobleman be a skill gained?

"Was it supportive magic (buff) or something? Mabel, you've shown me a shuddering power! Red Haired Brave's Rigid Sword Wouldn't Know It Would Stop!!

I frown slightly. [M]

See you later.

Even at the end of World War I, that MC likened Mabel to a brave man. I hear voices like that in the audience and all over the city.

At first I thought it was a common expression, but there is no indication that other players are called that.

"... why are they saying you're all Mabels brave?

When I accidentally put it in my mouth.

Efa and Amu have turned to strange faces in time.

"Why... Seika-kun, don't you know?

"Mabel has the same name as the second brave man. It's not a rare name, but you're using your sword, so you're looking out for it, right?

At that time.

I felt something connected in my head.

I see.

Hey, that's what happened...