A very unequal battle.
Some of the spectators convinced of the defeat of the little wizard had begun to lose interest in the situation.
“How much longer do you think it will last?”
"You're at your limit." I can see the results. "
"In the first place, it was impossible." There's no way that a small civilian woman like that could represent an athlete. "
“You won't have to say that much. Good luck with that kid, too. As expected, it was too reckless this time.
A conversation that ends with certainty.
"No. That little girl is being tortured." Look at that fight. It's possible that such a thing could be promoted at the second fastest rate in history-- "
It was at that time that the roar resounded.
The man who was blocking the words turned to the field in a desperate manner.
"What the hell?"
I stared with angry eyes and stiffened myself.
A moment as if time had come to a standstill.
The expression turns into a void.
"............ Huh?"
The crushing felt so great.
No one says anything.
I could only stare at the situation as if I was fascinated.
Ten against one.
Against an elite with no track record or experience,
A small wizard who bounces back a hopeless number of disadvantages and catches a magic fire from the front to offset it.
"You're kidding me..."
The voice was silent.
The spectators are just watching the battle.
◇◇◇
(Interesting! We have to come that way!)
The unexpected power of a rookie wizard.
The wizards belonging to the brigade were thrilled by the appearance.
The most elite of the Royal Palace Magic Division is assigned, and its main task is to supervise and manage the kingdom's magic world.
With many practical duties such as institution building and auditing, they took part in this public practice in search of battles with strong people who were not usually experienced.
Sometimes, as a single wizard, I want to use my powers against an opponent that can't be broken even if I fight with all my might.
Their weapons are their brains.
With a much higher level of intelligence and analytics than the rest of the squad, they realized that each and every one of Noel Springfield's moves had hidden intentions.
High situational judgment and invisible ingenuity.
It looks like you're fighting to the brim, and the truth is on the opposite poles.
Always stand in a position where the opponent is not able to exert his power efficiently to compensate for the lack, and focus the attack locally to create a partial balance against the opponent.
What she is pushing against is our weakness.
The participants in this gathering of the teams and the King's Shield are lacking in their level of training as a team.
Tactical Understanding, a seemingly non-existent coordination gap.
However, the slight gap there was the reason she was able to offset the magic fire.
(Perhaps the only magician in our ranks is aware of that fact. Terrible situation judgment ability)
How long will it take to reach this point at this young age?
(However, the opponent was wrong. As long as I know how to deal with it, I can do something about it. It's hard for the others, but it's not something we can't do.)
Reverse the coordination gap she is using to anticipate her actions and focus her attack at the most difficult timing.
The effect was brutally obvious.
Surprised, she couldn't resist the attack and was shot.
They are instantly pushed to the edge of the wall.
It was an inevitable consequence in the middle of the century.
It was an equilibrium created by piercing the gap between them and focusing the attack locally.
The difference in ground power is obvious.
If we just bury it, the needle of the state of war will not return to its original position.
Noel Springfield can only retreat from the onslaught of fury.
Just like pebbles that can barely avoid fatal injuries, they can barely avoid turbid currents.
(Let's admire. You fought well before this difference in power.)
It is no longer possible to reconstruct the situation.
The sorcerers in the brigade stepped in to settle.
It's over.
The magic circle unfolded to fill the surrounding space.
Countless magic artillery bombs came at her.
At that moment, they were attacked by a chill they had never experienced before.
(What, what...!?)
The earth oscillates.
A shockwave with a mass slams through your body.
(The procedure startup speed is increased.)
It was the Wind Cannon that fired faster than before.
Even after losing the coordination gap in the standing position, the magic activation speed has improved to a point where you can still create a local advantage and push back the magic fire.
(Are you gaining strength in battle...?!)
I don't think she's ever been out of hand.
Probably not something you can control yourself.
Instinctive efficiency and optimization against enemy attacks.
A monster that transforms and evolves itself in battle.
The incalculable power of sleeping on the bottom of a small body.
The speed grew even faster.
(What is this......)
Intense chills.
A sign of endlessly growing magic power.
"- - Shit."
At that moment, it was the two Holy Treasure (Maygas) Class Magicians who broke in.
The [Sorcerer of Flames] - Gawain Stark and the [Sorcerer of Silver] - Chris Sherlock - the [Sorcerer of Flames] - the [Sorcerer of Flames] - the [Sorcerer of Frozen].
A sword to the neck at an unremarkable speed.
Sudden surprise strike.
A little wizard who loses consciousness.
The two said in an instant that they had disabled the little wizard.
"It's already been three minutes. Noel Springfield wins."
Low tone words.
A faint colour of impatience was felt there.
Two Holy Treasure (Maygas) Class Magicians who stopped her with no eyes on them.
(If you don't stop, what the hell is going on......)
The hand I was clenching was wet with an amount of sweat I had never experienced.
A rookie wizard who continues to ascend at the second fastest rate in history.
The true value still lies in her.