"What did you do to Jared!

"Goddamn, I didn't do anything"

Laurenz Herring was upset by Jared's sudden fall. Shake off the restraint of your close sister and brother holding down your own body, and wake up friends who are falling powerless in the rubble.

My body cramps into small pieces, I don't understand what happened to Jared looking at the void with his unfocused eyes, and I don't hear back from him desperately speaking.

Behind my brain I think of the sight of Jared being slashed by Barnabas' manipulated knife.

It was heard that his knife, the murder weapon that attacked the candidate court sorcerer and court sorcerer Tres Browell, including Kevin Harrington, whom he admired, was the property found in the nest of Minotaur.

Then I guess Jared's anomaly was caused by his knife, too, to make sure of the wound.

"... this is"

"Have you noticed, boy? Looks like you're spinning your head fast."

I chew my lips off, not even if I'm complimented by hate revenge.

From the laceration of Jared's arm, there was a light leak. Blood is flowing, too, but the lacerations themselves are not a big deal. But as a magician, I realized that Laurenz had turned out badly.

"Is magic spilling out?

"Correct. More correctly, the magic spilled from those slashed by this knife will feed me"

"Is that why Master Kevin and his men died without any hectic resistance?"

"Their filthy magic is fed and purified by my taking in. And I'm gonna use this right!

It's crazy, Laurenz thought sincerely.

I wouldn't do it if I was a magician with decent thoughts such as taking in the magic of others.

First, there is the premise that because the quality of magic varies from person to person, it is not easy to take it in even if you try to take it in.

It is possible to share magic with those whose magic has been emptied, but I have heard that the operator is unconsciously converting it to be harmless to his opponent, and in a small amount that he can share.

If you're taking that in flat, it's definitely because of the knife. Minotaur hears that he has the habit of hiding treasures in his nest, so a magical knife is definitely like a magic prop. Probably from a time when magic was flourishing. I hear that demonic props of that era are few in discovery, but have functionality that is basically anything. Then you can also take away the magic of the person you hurt and feed them.

Unfortunately, Laurenz has no solution.

Whether the knife is a demon prop or Barnabas was doing it by any means, I can't do anything more than not know how it works.

"Seeing that face, you seem to have found it out of hand. Well, then, get out of the way. I must punish this foolish sorcerer for his wrongdoing - get out of the way."

"That's what they say!

Grab the knife. Give Jared to the approaching Barnabas and he'll be killed. It's obvious.

Increase your magic to protect your friends, creating large quantities of stone swords and shooting simultaneously,

"Waste of scratches."

By the wind walls caused by Barnabas, everything could not be crushed and reached.

But you can't give up.

To save a friend, to take Kevin's revenge, Laurenz further increases his magic and exercises his magic without thinking later.

A dirt wall is born and surrounds Barnabas. Thick dirt walls that can hit wind walls trying to destroy them but still have magic in them are not going to let them destroy easily just because Barnabas is a good magician.

"Be prepared, it's Master Kevin's vendetta!

A covered dirt wall kills Barnabas.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa!

As Barnabas screams as his body is pushed against the dirt wall that hits him to crush him to death, Laurenz's magic increases even further, making the dirt wall a stronger object.

However,

"It's a lot of magic!

The blast unleashed around Barnabas shattered the earth walls.

Raulenz has been torn apart from all his attacks, but he increases the magic he still has and unleashes magic again.

Numerous stone spears grow from the ground and hit Barnabas.

"I don't see how you're saying it's no use!

The wind blade broke everything and it never arrived.

But Laurenz assumed that the attack would not reach Barnabas. Therefore, he sent magic to the stone spear that was dancing in the universe, causing it to destroy itself.

"Nah."

Boom and blast strike Barnabas in a row.

I was not tired of that alone, and once again surrounded Barnabas with dirt walls to keep the shocks and flames from escaping.

When all the stone spears are finished self-destructing, the strong dirt walls, albeit made impromptu, fail to withstand the impact and collapse.

"... did you do it?

No matter how much Barnabas was a magician enough to defeat Minotaur, his body is human.

Eat the attack and you will be hurt, and if you inflict a fatal wound, death will remain the same.

They used dirt walls to create closed spaces, where they continued to cause flames and shocks. You must be in a lot of pain trying to put up a barrier, though.

But as if to laugh at Laurenz's pale expectations, Barnabas emerged from the rubble of the dirt wall.

Barnabas has suffered burns on the left half of his face, but has scorched his hair and clothes and eaten only an attack to the extent that he has been soiled with dirt.

Laurenz is stunned that he has not been fatally injured against expectations.

"How did you dodge that?

"I'm not dodging anything. Even in a small space, if our wind storms, it will not reach the flames. Nevertheless, my liver just got cold. But as a magician, talent, quality, magic, everything is different from yours!

A wind blade released with an anger flashes his chest from Laurenz's shoulder.

Berta screamed at Laurenz, who scattered blood and knelt on the spot.

"Master Laurenz!

He stood and spread his hands in front of Laurenz, where Berta was injured, watching not to interfere in the battle. Kurt, in the same way, stands in front of Laurenz, who escorts him.

"I will kill you before Jared Murphy."

A bullet of invisible wind strikes Bartolam's sister and brother, and falls suddenly.

Berta bites off her lips. Barnabas is not serious yet. Even if it rots, Berta is a magician, that's about all I know. Desperate to think about how I can protect my beloved Lord to a former court sorcerer candidate who can't see the bottom, I can't think of the best way.

Jared, who was counting on him, falls, and Laurenz is squatting with his bleeding shoulder contained as well.

We both needed help as soon as possible.

"Barnabas, no more. You've come to avenge Atashi, haven't you? Then don't kill a future child. It's Atashi you should kill. I won't resist. Just do it."

Even as Adelina Bishoff, who had been thorough bystanders, stood in front of Barnabas and tried to protect the Jareds, the words released from her mouth were ready to die.

"We have to resist? Don't make me laugh. I know you've been asking about my gaps all along while your futuristic kids are fighting. Poor thing, I didn't know you were going to molest underage children... so you want to survive?

"No!"

"What's different?

"I don't remember Atashi doing such a cowardly imitation. Atashi... just wanted to atone for his sins"

"Come on, then I'll make you pay for your sins. And I'll take your neck, as a souvenir to Count Brawell.

A pebble hit Barnabas' body.

Not just once, but twice, three times and pebbles fly from behind Adelina, it hits Barnabas' body.

There is no pain. But uncomfortable. Push Adelina over and look for the culprit who makes a small resistance.

"... Isn't that a lot of cute resistance, Jared Murphy"

"Die, fuck you..."

As Barnabas fell into the rubble, he picked up the pebble and found Jared to keep throwing and turned his gaze to see even the annoying ones.

"I will still punish you before Adelina. Die regretting your wrongdoing."

Towards Jared, who was falling without force, Barnabas waved the knife down vigorously.