As Pfile moves behind Jared, he puts his finger on the set bow and arrow string.

Do not connect the arrows and gently release your fingers from the arced bow to the limit. When the strings were sounded and bounced, a green glowing arrow composed of magic was released.

There was not just one arrow, but more than fifty even if you look at it.

Jared steps on the ground and crushes it, creating a dirt wall by magic. An arrow hits the dirt wall and keeps making noise.

Attempt to strengthen the earth wall by pouring magic into it. But before Jared finishes fortifying the dirt walls, cracks get in.

"-"

Tongue punching, abandoning dirt walls, kicking the ground and moving big sideways, while dirt walls were destroyed, albeit impromptu, by numerous arrows.

It was Jared who tried to strike Pfile in the dust and dust,

"Slow"

There was already a pfile that pulled the string.

But Jared goes toward Pfile without slowing down.

"That choice isn't wrong"

Pfile unleashed an arrow of magic again toward Jared as he advanced.

Numerous arrows strike, but without fright, Jared thrust towards a large group of arrows.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

Not all arrows strike at the same time. Even if the arrows are over a hundred, if you shoot them side-by-side, it will be about ten hits on Jared's body, and then it will be a waste of magic.

Of course Pfile understands that too, so even if you release many arrows at a time, it's a total number, and everything comes from next to next with a time difference rather than being attacked at the same time.

Jared spotted it in one attack. But it doesn't actually involve being nearly simultaneous, as the next arrow looms before you breathe.

There are few solutions. I don't know if an arrow released once can change orbit, but the first thing to do is avoid it. But it's dangerous because it could be tracked. Then, fool, I have to be honest with you and slash it all off with my sword.

The sword scatters a spark and hits it with an arrow.

Along the way, obsidian chunks shall be purified and used as shields. Jared continued to move forward while only securing where he would be fatally injured.

Shoulders, arms, legs, etc. were ejected, but each one is thin and can move with less pain.

- Brilliant.

Throw an obsidian shield toward the praiseworthy Pfile. He strikes the hand of Pfile, who was about to release an arrow of magic again, and stops him from moving. A fleshy Jared blow hits that gap.

But I can't capture Pfile's body. But instead, I could have broken his bow.

He leaps big and takes his eyes off Pfile, which takes a distance from Jared, and Jared pulls out an arrow that stabs him in the body. Arrows made up of magic disappeared as particles when they were thrown down on the ground.

My health was taken a lot. The magic power is still warm, but I can't use much magic because the place is a place. But the enemy doesn't hesitate to attack us. It's really hard to fight.

Fortunately, there is less bleeding, but the magic arrows in Pfile that make you feel fine and scratch your body from the top of your battle suit are really troublesome. I honestly just hope it's sloppy, such as being able to release a massive arrow at one time just by pulling a string.

What's even more bothering my mind is that I don't know his magical attributes. Thanks to this, the measures cannot be worked out very well either.

"Do we have to fight for simplicity"

Put up a short sword again and kick the ground. I tried to settle for a short time on the assumption that I would increase my speed and sharpen my strength more than ever before.

The current Pfile does not have a bow. I may use some magic, but kill it before I do.

But...

"You can shoot an arrow without a bow"

"- Become!?

I'm not surprised you don't think I'm going to hold on to arrows yet, but I'm not going to stop you on your feet.

When Pfile points his left hand at Jared as if he had a bow, he squeezes it as if he was grabbing a string with his right hand.

I felt magic concentrated in his hands.

Jared increased his speed even further. It was thought that the battle would be determined by whether Jared or Pfile's offense was first.

And

"Uh-oh!

"- Demon bullet, shoot through."

A slash released by Jared captured Pfile's body completely, while an arrow was released from Pfile and shot through Jared's abdomen.

Each other succeeds in striking a blow, but falls straight into the ground.

A sword-like arrow pierces Jarrett's abdomen. It's a blow that has the ability to kill, not the ratio of arrows to date. Heavy pain runs on Jarrett, who hits him directly, and blood runs out.

When I threw away the short sword and grabbed the arrow wet in blood, I poured magic into it and destroyed it. But it doesn't relieve the pain. I was just in the way of getting up.

Push your legs and arms together and cough up again and again as you spit out your blood-mixed saliva. It's not a fatal injury, but we need early treatment.

When I managed to get up, Pfile was up the same way.

He is cut from his left shoulder to his right flank and is holding the wound down, bleeding heavily. Black clothes are removed and red-dyed skin peeks out of sleeveless black clothes.

"You did it, Jarrett Murphy. This is the first time you've been wounded so far."

"Let me say the same dialogue over here. I didn't think you were releasing arrows without a bow. I was mistaken for using the bow as a catalyst to practice magic."

"I myself am a bow and an arrow. You can't fire a series of demon bullets without using a bow, but you can fire a powerful blow instead. Sounds like a lot of magic defense. If it's a flying dragon, it should be powerful enough to break the torso..."

"Hate and sorcery are all sorts of countermeasures."

I was fortunate to have increased my sorcery resistance through the use of martial arts, combat clothes with antimagic measures, from time to time, and put up barriers in case. If one of them wasn't enough, it could have been deadly.

"Retreat again?

"No way...... My victory won't waver until I know your weaknesses."

"Mine, weakness?

"That's right. You have a sword because you do not want to use the earth attribute magic that Jared Murphy is proud of in this setting. I was surprised by the skill of the sword, which I thought had no talent, but I'm not afraid of magicians who can't use magic."

"Don't tell me."

But it's true.

Jared can't use earth attribute magic, as Pfile pointed out. Sometimes I care about the place, but it's more efficient to fight with a sword than to use magic against a fast moving pfile.

Now that we have only used the least amount of magic, but have exercised everything we can now, we have succeeded in striking a big blow, albeit to each other.

"Above all -"

"You still have it, my weakness."

"At first glance, you're making an attack that looks abandoned, but you're not willing to die. I want to protect Hannelone Alway and Olivier Alway, but therefore, I cannot die. But as long as I can kill you. You're inferior to me when I'm ready to die."

"The will to live is more important."

"If that's what you want to think. The desire to live, the desire to protect someone, all makes you weak."

Jared laughed with his nose at Pfile pointing out his weakness.

"What's wrong with wanting to live, to protect someone?

"Everything. Humans are weak, stupid creatures. It's not worth being protected, and it's only a matter of pride that one weak person should protect someone."

"That's the standard in you! Even I can't seem great because I've learned lately that I want to protect someone, but the will to protect my loved ones makes me stronger!

"Then show me the strength."

Pfile puts his left hand up and squeezes his right hand.

In contrast, Jared refines his magic and interferes with the spirits.

Both are now ready for the best blow they can unleash. Perhaps the next blow will decide the battle.

"Are you ready, Pfile?

"Are you ready to die, Jared Murphy?

My eyes and eyes met and I laughed together. It was a grin that recognized each other as adversaries of strength.

"- Earth Sabre"

"- Demon bullets, shoot them out."