The wife of the villains, returning to death to change her mind.

Whoa, whoa, whoa!

The blast rang around noon when the sun also said that we should reach Jomtien.

I, Clarice Legrand, the subordinate magician of the Demon Tower, was frightened by the excessive magnitude and vibration of the sound, so much so that I stumbled on my shoulders and dropped the lunch I was eating.

The magicians belonging to the Demon Tower around us have reacted similarly,

"What!? What happened!?" "I don't know, was someone a high-ranking magician experimented with? But today the application for something of that size..." "No, that came from the front gate! Somebody go check it out! I'll be in touch everywhere..."

Such a scream echoed from everywhere that I also had to work as a magician belonging to the Devil's Tower, running towards the main gate as it had been played.

I'm the one who doesn't have the most work on this occasion... and in the first place, I even cared.

What the hell is going on at the main entrance?

As a mage, even less capable without any aptitude attributes, I still had a desire to be of some use to the Lord of The Devil's Tower, who picked me up.

The tower master, his magicians and greatly powerless magicians are kind to me, but Tobias, the high magician, and the people around him, do not look at me as harsh and useless.

The tower owners protect me at that time, but it was harder for the tower owners to get into something like Tobias for me and others than to be bullied.

I said, there is little within this Demon Tower, such as something I can do to help, at best, as much as chores.

Also, all the tower owners are excellent magicians, so that's how easy it is for them to do it with their own magic.

So at least at times like this, I wanted to be useful......

It was me running towards the front gate with that feeling, but needless to say I had never imagined that this day's encounter would dramatically change everything in my future life.

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"... how do you say this...?

When I got to where the main entrance was, there was nothing like that there.

Yes, the main entrance, the place where it was.

Instead it was an object that would have been completely destroyed and sturdy stone walls, and not normally broken, still retaining its red-hot colour so that it could see that it would have been dissolved with powerful inflammation on top of being shattered, scorching the ground and raising smoke.

I wasn't the only one on this scene, there were a few other magicians, and some Tobias thought I didn't want to see him.

But he didn't have the kind of cold eyes that looked down on the usual person, he had a rare look of amazement, his mouth was open flat, and now he asked and looked, wondering if he would respond to my words as well.

"Dear Tobias. What the hell is going on here...?

"Hmm? Oh, Clarice... even if you're here halfway through... hey, not if you're saying that now. The answer to the question, but I don't know either. All I know is that the main entrance was destroyed outside of the positive-attack method... Clarice, if you were to give me the magician's end of the Demon Tower, you'd understand what that means, right?

"The main entrance is destroyed...... I mean, the customer?

"I doubt if I can call anyone who visits in such a violent and extreme way as I wouldn't... if I were to follow the tradition of the Devil's Tower, I'd say yes. If you want to meet the Tower Master, I can only show you... but it is also possible that you have just come to attack me. For now, Clarice, you stay behind me. You can't let someone like this kill you who doesn't know how many people in the Tower of Demons..."

"Dear Tobias......!

"Those who can fight with the others, line up beside me! Stand up for immediate deployment of the magic shield!... Shit, they're coming!

Tobias, who is giving instructions this way, looked unexpectedly good, unlike him usually.

In fact, I'm pretty sure he's a competent magician, and I'm pretty sure he cares about the members of the Demon Tower, even if they're like me.

As I was told by him, hiding behind him, I waited for the fragments of the red-hot stone wall, the smoke blowing up from it, to clear.

Then, from across the smoke, you can hear the stirrups, the stirrups and the light footsteps.

Every time that sound goes one step further, for some reason the ambient temperature drops.

"What...?

Looking as I tilted my neck, a fragment of the red-hot stone wall that was at my feet, JUUUUUU! I could see the temperature dropping sharply as I made the noise that

And at the end of the day, it freezes completely.

Obviously a phenomenon caused by witchcraft, but what is horrible is that there was no chanting, no matter how you look at it, and that you are using witchcraft and opposite attributes of witchcraft that would have destroyed the stone walls.

Typically, it is said that attribute magic is harder to use opposite attributes than to pass through a hole in a needle.

Yet completely quenching the phenomenon caused by all that destructive witchcraft with unchanging witchcraft...

I am not a concurrent user.

It's possible that there are two people who can use the inflammatory system and the ice and snow system, but it doesn't matter how many footsteps you hear.

Besides...

"... Clarice. Does magic make any difference?

Master Tobias asks me as he holds his cane forward.

Although he was in his mid-thirties, it was only a question because he knew my powers to be an executive class in this Demon Tower as well.

I answer him.

"No… the sorcery that destroyed the stone walls and now the ice sorcery, the user… is the same person"

"Again... I thought a monster was about Candelario's grandfather, but you're where you are. Clarice, I've decided to give up my life here. But we can't close the history of this Demon Tower today. If I'm about to get hit... you run to Grandpa immediately. Grandpa might be able to deal with a magician who uses his opposite attributes lightly."

"But is that okay with Master Tobias......!?

"Heh. I was going to steal your position from that grandfather one day, but I just found out how small that goal was. At the end of the day, I'm counting on you. Fine, do as I say, Clarice. I'll protect you, unwillingly."

"Dear Tobias......!

And the "monster" reveals itself.