Paan, the shooting noise.
Before it sounded - I, as I declared beforehand, used unattributed magic as an aid.
It's just magic that vaguely wraps the magic power of attributeless magic around your body.
But that, when meshed with my high magic resistance, creates a great effect.
Mr. Ligret's unleashed magic bullet struck directly at my body - as it was, it bounced off and vanished.
"Become -!?"
Surprise, Mr. Ligret. But I won't miss that gap. Brighten your sword flashes quickly and turn to counterattack.
Mr. Ligret, while not knowing the cause, will keep track of the situation and focus on escaping my counterattack.
Apparently, you know that Mr. Ligret's magic bullet doesn't make sense to me.
You have acquired the magic power of unattributed magic to mitigate the impact and power of magic bullets.
Because magic bullets are literally chunks of magic. When you collide with my unattributed magic magic magic powers, that power is dispersed to some extent.
And with my high magic tolerance, it's not hard to accept dispersed power.
Of course, pain and damage go through, but it's a misstep damage reduction rate compared to when you take a bullet directly.
That means I won't be frightened or injured where I got Mr. Ligret's magic bullet.
Mr. Ligret has also roughly perceived the situation, trying to distance himself from me.
Shoot the foot with a magic bullet and roll up the dirt smoke.
Distracted in it, Mr. Ligret takes a distance.
"- It's like, you're an invincible dragon, you!
A sarcastic word flies from Mr. Ligret once away.
But I will not return the answer.
Because there was no real room for that.
Even though you dispersed the impact and prevented the injury, it's because your life is well reduced on the status.
Techniques that are only not frightened and just not injured.
The damage is accumulating properly in the body.
Even as we continue to fight darklessly, Mr. Ligret's bullet sharpens our lives and we just fall.
As soon as I was devising the means to win, Mr. Ligret was in the next hand.
Countless blitz for continuous shooting from a distance. It's a simultaneous long-range attack.
I will avoid this while moving quickly. Only highly damaging sword magic bullets are carefully avoided, and Blitz can't help but hit them.
With about the power of Blitz, you can't punch through my magic resistance. Life, too, is only marginally sharpened.
But if you also have a chisel, and there is a saying in the world of previous life.
Before things get any worse, I will turn myself in and stop at Mr. Ligret.
Was Mr. Liglett one-tempered to respond to my actions by releasing countless blitzes and being distracted from concentration?
It's too much time for me to get close.
My sword trident will strike Mr. Ligret.
Mr. Ligret hurries and prevents this with a gunsword.
And with the other sword, I try to roll up the earthen smoke again -.
"I won't let you!
I stick my own foot out on that ballistic.
The bullet released from the sword hits my foot, can be bounced off and disappears.
It does damage to me, but I still have enough life left.
"Kuh!
I can't get rid of the predicament and Mr. Ligret's expression seems painfully distorted.
As it is, I will hunt Mr. Ligret down with a series of sword strikes.
Once you turn to offense, I'm more skilled at close range. I will not give Mr. Ligret a gap to regain his position.
"Flame, be a scorching runoff of the earth and make my enemies - ku!!
While under my attack, Mr. Ligret manages to cast a spell for an advanced magic attack.
But even close range doesn't come true either, being interrupted by me.
And magic that can be chanted unchanging is not powerful enough.
A serial strike of a gunsword is also impossible if you have been disfigured.
It was close to packing.
And then comes the last moment.
Finally, my sword completely disfights Mr. Ligret.
In the front of Mr. Riglett, who has been emptied - I will poke my sword, and I will stand still.
"- There are battles, sir."
To my words, Mr Ligret grinds his teeth with regret.
But you get a tired look right away and exhale.
"I admit it.... my, my loss."
Mr. Ligret took his hands off the sword and raised his hands. It's a sign of surrender.
"- There's a battle!
The examiner's voice sounds.
Thus - the mock battle between me and Mr. Ligret was settled.