"Liz! Ruby!
The father, who saw us behind the mentor, looked worried when he shouted his name.
Your Highness is on your father's side as well as your escort, and several magicians stand to protect your Highness. Some of them were escorts hired by us.
Father can't see a scratch from a distance. It is to the extent that the edges of the clothes may have been scrubbed off.... safe, good.
"Georg! What did you do to Liz!
"I don't remember doing anything from me to Miss Lisbeth"
I saw the painful wounds of the cuts in my worn negligee because I hadn't changed clothes, and when my father hung up on me, I just stuffed up with mentor Georg. If it wasn't even in this situation, you'd have grabbed it.
... Better not tell your father that I did it myself. You'll hear the men and women waiting behind you in the first place.
"... Father, it's okay. Because I'm nothing."
I laugh pretending to be a temperament and I cuddle Ruby....... I can't do it and I'm working hard, it would be easier to see the perimeter alert.
Laugh as you lower your eyebrows and bury your face straight in Ruby's neck. That would be good if they saw me with a girl who looks spicy.
"... Ruby. When your sister signals, run out with me."
Speak uncomfortably into Ruby's ear and whisper really small at an angle unseen to men and women. Ruby is a smart kid, so you'll see what I mean. Of course, it can be dangerous.
Ruby squeezed my hand tightly and nodded slightly with a slightly nervous face. Rubbing Ruby's back like that.
... Even if I do my best, I can't guarantee Ruby's safety. Because I don't think I can outrun a war-torn magician.
But as it is, there is danger to your father and your Highness. Then you'll have to. Whether it is dangerous to oneself or hurting people.
Squeeze the ring, I close my eyes.
... Jill will probably get angry. He said he was impotent. Still, there are things that must be accomplished.
I trust Jill. Cecil, you and your father, we trust you.
... Just this once, I'll do my best, so please respond to your trust. It's not something I can tell you, please.
Having ascertained Jill's reaction and distance from the ring, I slowly lifted my lid and stared at my father. Apparently my father noticed my eyesight and narrowed his eyes slightly.
"... Georg, you imitate what rebellion is all about"
"It will be decided because I am not convinced by the system of this country"
"That's why I seek to assassinate His Highness, etc."
My father, who perceived my intentions, would speak up to question his mentor. Nor does the instructor seem to have moved into a blameworthy voice. He was returning unshakeable words, not questioning his own legitimacy.
You can't waste your father's help.
I squeeze Ruby's hand tightly and stare in the direction of my father. Then, magic passes through the surgical ceremony so that it fits into the body. There are two necessary procedures. Let's bet on these two.
I'm not very good at fine control. Cecil, it's not as good as yours, and Cecil has enough to guide you.
But there's no excuse in this place right now. It's all on my arm.
Intense magic will be surgically converted, but must never be leaked out of the body. Because they will be distracted.
Unless you let it out, no matter how much magic you're practicing, the ribbon that binds your hair will delude you. Jill has helped you here, too, bought it with the ring, a magic cover ribbon.
"Shame on you, planning a rebellion while in a nobleman serving a castle, etc."
"Shame on you, young man. What do we know? To a young man buried in peace."
The two of them are arguing aloud. The men and women behind me were also conscious of the two words.
The ring captures Jill's reaction.
... now, right?
"Ruby!"
Short signal, I squeeze Ruby's hand hard and look at his father. Then I activated one of the magic tricks that was stopped between activations in my body, pointing it around me.
Attract Ruby, keep Ruby out of it, then 'Discharge'. High voltage electricity is scattered around you along with bouncing sounds, like bacilli and sparks scattered.
The thunder that struck me to protect me turns to men and women and to mentor Georg, as if he had drawn my will. He didn't suppose I'd do anything now, and the men and women must have been caught in the thunder. I heard a kneeling noise.
I pull Ruby's hand back and run out toward my father. Instructor Georg was surprised for a moment, but he magically erased my magic.
That's supposed to happen. Because I was too poor to drop into complete inaction, neither full force nor high-powered sorcery.
But enough to make a gap.
Anticipating a moment of stiffness, run straight through the side with Ruby. Naturally, Master Georg understands what happened and strikes us with sorcery.
The truth is, you wanted to kill me. Because I didn't know why, but I was neglected. I don't know that I won't ask him.
Now that the hostages have tried to escape, they must be trying to finish me off as an enemy, not as an earliest hostage.
"Eh Liz!
His Royal Highness's, incisive voice.
Even if you don't tell me, I'm aware of the impending fireball to swallow me. Father was undoing the rebel sorcery that was hiding in the square. Those around me are also responding.
I can't afford to help this one. And this time, I'm not expecting that either.
Burn my back, my body, or a giant fireball will chase me and chase me immediately. Hot air looms on my back, but I wasn't even going to defend myself.
Shit, and before the fever of death hits me. The hot ball released there hits something, plays it and disappears. What was there was a defensive barrier.
One-time, absolute defense against sorcery. Cecil gave it to you a long time ago, one amulet.
I thought you wouldn't even use it when they gave it to me, but I didn't think you'd risk your life like this. Really, Cecil, thank you.
I look back and stick my palms out to the Georg conductor behind me, feeling the swinging disc tickle at the end of the chain and crumble.
It was worth it not to break into defense and assemble witchcraft with this one as its main purpose. Cecil, I believed in the effectiveness of your gift, so I can imitate you like this.
This one does his best.
"'Absolute Zero'!
When I used it to duel with the Earl's Son (Loricon), magic. But this time, it's too much, because if I did, I would definitely be broken.
Activate magic with the intention of hurting people of their own free will in a certain sense. Unlike last time, it's clearly harmful to me, too, and I don't imitate avoiding and activating my body. I have to protect Ruby, because if I were hesitant, he'd kill me.
Extremely cold air swirls around the conductor. Cold air takes shape and shapes the iceberg with a willingness to reject.
The cold air that makes you even feel chills flows in slightly this way, but I don't mind the magic. Even if you can't reproduce the absolute zero in its name, even the very low temperatures that can take your life.
It would be your word if you froze it as it were and went to a state of provisional death. If you are in a state of temporary death, Mother will do something about it.
Once fully activated, I turn back to my father and go with Ruby. Ruby had a slightly frightened look at what I was doing, but she kept holding her hand back.
Ruby is also running hard though. I'm only a kid, so my legs are slow. There's nothing I can do about all this, and I'll slow it down to fit Ruby.
But I'll be under my father in a little while.
That's when I learned to feel my spine freeze.
"Huh!"
I had a magic reaction behind my back, and I reflexively held Ruby and flew aside. This is the area of earliest exploration.
Me that was putting out quite a bit of speed, even though it fitted Ruby. I managed to move sideways with Ruby... but from my ankle, an unpleasant pain runs.
As I held Ruby and rolled to the ground, it stood loose and stared at us.
"... Isn't it sweet on boulders"
I cut the gravel in my mouth and the mucous membrane in my mouth and bled out, and I cramped and laughed.
Where we were until a few seconds ago, there was a big beard made of rock. You don't really want to imagine what happened when it hit you.
And where there was the little iceberg I made, there stood a mentor who rose his anger from all over his body.
Fortunately, the mentor is not intact. The body is frozen and the mustache stored is solidified by cold air. Only eyes lived with burning hatred.
I can't believe you shot magic quite seriously where it was indefensible, but you couldn't lead it until it was out of combat... all I can say is a boulder. Cecil, if you say you rot, there is no falsehood in that word, the head of the House of Magic.
By nature, it would be easy for me and others to kill.
But there are circumstances that don't kill me either.
"Eh Jill!
I call the name of my dear squire by summoning my lungs that hurt because of a thoughtful blow to my back. Before that, a lightning strike was falling on the mentor's right shoulder.
I don't know who did it, it's up to me.
"... Dear Liz... Huh!
Serious squire, don't be late or anything. Exactly in Just, you did what you wished for.
With the ring, wait until you signal Jill who was coming nearby. That's what I did you a favor. Because even when I came right away, I could have been wary and dismissed from the sorcery.
"You aah!
A mentor can roar when his skin is burned and his whole body is filled with scratches. The mentor, eroded by burns and frostbites, two conflicting wounds, still stared at me and Jill, who appeared without losing his fighting spirit.
The golden eyes are still hoisted, and the intense magic rises from the body of the mentor. Ruby is frightened in his arms by the magic that has never been the ratio. Because people have never given me a clear intention to kill, of course.
Against me, I was slowly aware that my lips turned back.
At the tip of his gaze is another golden colour, one that sparks the magic of momentum that seems to be visible, and… brilliant behind it.
I believed in you two (...) from the beginning.
"... we win."
Slightly plugged Ruby's eyes with his palms, whining declarations and at the same time... an ice column grows from the conductor's body.
but the twitching sound leaked with the red from the mentor's mouth. The body, legs and shoulder-piercing ice beard froze even more frizzily. Even the blood flowing from your body is freezing and stopping you from dripping.
"I'm sorry, Steinbert, but it's polite to treat the shame in your body."
With a cooler voice than the piercing ice, the Lord, who unleashed earlier sorcery, whines like he unleashed it.
"Cecil, you......!
"Bad, it's late"
You're Cecil, pointing the cold as far as I could see at an early age at your mentor, but looking at this side for a moment doesn't change the purity that creeps you out of sight.
... I shouldn't have relied on people... this time, I had to rely on them. I couldn't do anything on my own.
The mentor, whose body is pierced with ice, distorts his majestic face into agony and, if he is free, turns the eyes of all the shooters to you, Cecil.
I know it's not an eye for a real grandson, but Cecil, you don't look like you cared either. Because Cecil, you have a contempt eye, too.
"What are you doing now...!
"It's called witchcraft."
"You can't use magic!
"When the hell are you talking about, you idiot?"
You, Cecil, who truncated your emotions with a voice that assigned them all to negative emotions, walk over to your mentor.
The mentor leans between his eyebrows in proximity and tries to stop you by flying a sphere of fire at you coming towards him, Cecil. But he was wearing out and letting his concentration cut out of the pain, and the barrier to the pendant he was wearing around his neck was playing lightly. Perhaps this one is more of a mass-produced type… Still, it has eye-catching endurance.
"... you are not the Lord or anything. The only thing waiting for you is the end of the line as a national bandit."
Cecil, who throws up in a cold voice with no island to hang on to, as he truncated into.
Approaching the mentor who stunned and consolidated his expression, Cecil grabbed the mentor's chest barn and slammed his body straight to the ground.
I don't mind the pierced ice-column eating deeper, Cecil, and you will never horseback your mentor. I don't even have the strength of resistance over there anymore, Cecil, but you still won't let go of the hand that grabbed the chest barn.
"Change generations, you old wreck. I'm not trying to reach out to people's friends."
Oh, and I accidentally leak my voice.
... Cecil, you admit you're a good friend. You're so angry at me.
It was a little careless, but it made me happy. Ruby liked it, Cecil. Though he looks surprised and anxious at your leopard weirdness.
That's all you threw up, Cecil, and you threw a round at your father saying, "I'll take care of it later," he said.... Well, it's safest to leave it to your father, to say the least, a rebel mastermind in the first place, so you'd better capture him. Even if I don't die here now, I'm sure the future won't change.
"... Dear Liz, are you all right?
Jill glanced at me as I sighed at the seemingly tidy development. I'll gently robe you as I come closer, and I'll crouch in. Around his ankle, he seems to know he's not safe.
Ruby away from my arm was also an anxious glance, so I'm fine, I stroked Ruby. Well, I was assuming the worst, so I'm just as lucky to have a minor injury.
Ruby also seemed worried about his father, so I urge him to go to his place because I'm good. Ruby was lowering his eyebrows, but still ran to his father to see if he was worried.
"... Dear Liz, don't hurt yourself from now on"
I was telling you with a ring, so I understand why I have cuts, Jill. I'm very worried about you around healing me that I'm not very good at Jill...... you're a little angry with me about this.
But it's not my fault about that Earl's son...... Even I was scared.
"... but I had to, because I was attacked."
"... sorry I couldn't help you right away"
Keeping her ass cake on, Jill strokes my head looking sorry as she holds the hem of her woven robe and buries her face on her knees.
I don't hate it when big hands stroke my hair softly. Jill makes me feel safe.
... Nothing Jill isn't bad, it's that Earl's son when I say who's bad.
"Dear Liz,"
"Himi!?
It's me twirling into Jill's robe and sitting triangularly, but all of a sudden Jill comes holding me, so odd voices pop out the back of my throat.
You'll freak out when boulders hold you at this time. This time it's not a thrill of the occasional meaning, I was really surprised.
Suddenly I see Jill's serious face when I look up at what. But that wasn't directed at me, and that was the eye I deserved to call hostility.
Oops, there's a burning noise, and the firepowder plays and scatters. So for the first time, I am informed that the fireball is flying over here.
Jill instantly activates the 'air cutter' so that the fireball is split in four by the wind. The flame, divided into four parts, dissolved in the wind leaving a slight residue as if it had lost its significance.
"... and you're in my way."
"I thought you were coming."
Memories of my childhood, slightly lingering, my loathsome human voice.... Oh, you did. Cecil said, "The lead is our shitty grandfather (Steinbert) and Jill's former home (Savan)."
"It was just fine. I wanted to say a lot to you... Alfredo-Savan"
Jill lay her eyes down and smiled calmly before a man who was one of the masterminds and her real father.