This Time, I Became the Fiance of a Duke’s Daughter. But She is Rumored to have Bad Personality, and Ten Years Older

"Uh-oh!

Magic flashed from Jared with the scream.

Barnabas had lost his voice.

I was supposed to force myself to open the enchantment and take the enchantment away from me.

But why don't you open the lid?

"... something like this... happens..."

Aside from the objects that should be discarded and avenged because of their vows of vengeance, there is an incredible sight in front of them, so much so that the avengers who continue to deceive those who dye their hands wrongfully, similar to their haters, regain their sanity.

The total amount of magic is determined by birth.

Changes happen as we grow, but unless something unexpected happens, the total amount of magic will not change significantly.

Sometimes, the magic that I was born with doesn't wake up and blossoms with my talent because of something. Yes, by approaching death and so forth, the will to live awakens a sleeping instinct.

But yeah, yeah, that doesn't happen. Even when you wake up, the total amount of magic never exceeds the bounds of being human.

"Are you really human... Answer me, Jared Murphy!

The total magic power of the current court magician candidate boy, who hits junior, was no different than that of Barnabas. At least, that's what Barnabas thought. A magician who is uncomfortable with the battle and whose way of fighting left to magic has become a habit somewhere. He is still a remarkable sorcerer of absurdity, but refined by experience as he was once.

Barnabas didn't know why the magic seal was, but he only thought that unsealing it would be a slight change.

But -, Barnabas Kaif found out his thoughts were off.

The magic that stands up from Jared is superior to Barnabas, which holds a lot of money. No, it's not like that.

That's twice as bad. If you suck, it's more than triple the difference.

- It was an unacceptable holding for humans to have.

I understood why I was sealing it. If you're going to live as a human being, you don't need this much magic. Even if you live as a magician, too much magic so far can erode your body and offend your spirit.

But it's too late.

Barnabas has unsealed it.

Magic rising to heaven, gathered and increased in density enough to be clearly visible.

Jared should die as he is. Your body can't stand magic. But there will be more than a dozen minutes before they are eaten to death by their own magic. And if we fight in the meantime, we don't have a chance.

"Here, I was losing. It's like! I haven't done what I have to do yet!

Increases magic, but feels unreliable compared to Jared's magic.

He unleashed numerous wind blade ramblings worthy of the Barnabas name of "Wind Madness," even letting Jared kill him - all of which was erased by the boy who turned this way.

Jared thinks it's the first time in his life that his body is so light and rising to strength.

In my childhood, magic was the only thing, but I didn't know if I had the talent to be a magician. There were no teachers nearby who could teach me magic.

I had a hard time not wanting to even think about it in the camp and learned to meet Luther and be strong. I lived with him. I met Almeida and had her work out as a magician.

Still, I've never been more overflowing with the exaltation of dominating my body and mind.

I don't know how much magic was freed, but I was able to understand firsthand how big what I was supposed to have.

When Barnabas forced me to unseal him, I suffered such intense pain that I wanted to die, but now I can only thank him.

I shouldn't have thought I should have unsealed the magic seal sooner.

Now you can defeat magicians and other magicians with a force push that has only about the amount of magic in Barnabas. Technology and experience are definitely up there over there, but what happened to that?

You can crush it with a hundred magic powers no matter how much you use the ten magic powers. I can be who I am now.

Not chronic, not proud.

Jared's heart is calm and calm at all times.

I look back and wonder if this would have ever calmed my mind down, but I don't remember.

Magic moves in your body. Use it, he shouts.

Give your magic, turn it into magic, and appeal to defeat your enemies.

I think I will.

"Here, I was losing. It's like! I haven't done what I have to do yet!

Numerous wind blades were released from the barnabas that screamed. It is impossible to change the number, and the wind blade that fills it full of vision is relentlessly trying to kill Jared.

But fear had no fine dust.

When the right arm of the magic rolls as far as the power is concerned, the magic that has not been converted into magic is released as mere power.

That alone offset numerous wind blades, smashing and scattering without sound.

Neither is the maddening wind blade that rambles endlessly fearful of Jared today.

Capture the stalling Barnabas in sight and gently cast magic into the ground. The spirits of the local attributes share their power with surprise but joy at the magic they have been overgiven.

"- Eat and kill, snake to the ground."

Short chants and orders were uttered, and the ground protruded, giving rise to a serpent about five metres.

Barnabas jumps heavily trying to escape the stone serpent that ravaged the ground and struck him madly. But when Jared gently rang his finger, another serpent appeared as if that were a signal and attacked Barnabas.

"Whoa, whoa!?

Even when creating a wall of wind and receiving serpents, two serpents smashed their heads, hit their tails, and finally hit the barrier with force on their long bodies, they smashed and scattered with the barrier.

"Ha, ha, is it to this extent or to this extent with all that magic, Jared Murphy!

"To this extent."

Ringing his fingers again, a whole serpent was born again.

Instead of rumbling, he opens up to Barnabas in a straight line and tries to eat it.

"Stupid. I can't tell you that the two of us can only produce the same thing while being offset by our wind wall."

Barnabas defended himself with wind walls and began chanting within that barrier. The moment the stone serpent smashes, it's about to turn into an attack. But that won't happen.

A stone snake roars and hits a Barnabas protected by a wall of wind.

The Xu bit down the barrier and ate Barnabas' arm as it was.

It is commendable that he lost his left arm from the base of his shoulder and did not fall while sprinkling blood. In the sight of Jared, who was impressed, a stone snake dived to the ground and Barnabas got to his knees.

He probed with his right arm to confirm his missing arm, and when he realized there was nothing bleeding,

"Mine, my arm ahhhhhhhh!?

He suffered the severe pain that had struck him by becoming aware and exclaimed as much as he could.

"Forgive me, forgive me, you - who do you think I am! This is Barnabas, the candidate for court magician, Wind Madness! A magician like you can kill me! I am, I am..."

"Enough. Just shut up."

Quietly, they emit unspoken voices and increase their magic.

Now, within the extra magic, convert all about half of the magic that you can control into the next magic.

"Don't be ridiculous! I'm the victim! You have the right to revenge! It is incumbent upon you to judge the wrongdoer, the foolish sorcerer!

"You were wrong. I'd still be glad if I just took revenge, but I involved and killed the people I didn't care about. That's all I can forgive. It's your sin. You're not a victim anymore."

"What's gonna happen to my life? You've ruined everything, you've taken it, you've gone mad! This anger is legitimate!

"Right. Anger is legitimate. So I'm sure the families of the candidates for court magicians who were murdered by you, those who were at Tres Brawell's house, think the same thing."

"I'm special! Don't treat me like a foolish person who did wrong or a non-magician who doesn't have magic powers!

Put your arms together and lift them high above your head, gathering increased magic.

Let's see what Almeida once called the most powerful magic of local attribute witchcraft. It looks and imitates. Now, I felt like I could use the magic right now.

"There's something I've always wanted to say to you."

"What, what do you say? What does a child like you say to me?

"Even children know that murder is more serious than injustice."

In Jared's words, Barnabas, who was suffering from pain, becomes angry.

"Don't look angry. You knew what you were doing. Perhaps there was justice in your actions. But now you're a pathetic person who thinks you're allowed to do whatever it takes to avenge your anger."

"Shut up! Shut up, shut up, shut up! What do you know? They've taken everything away from me and never ruined my future, so I can say such a beautiful thing! Jared Murphy! What if you were robbed of your seat as a candidate for court magician and you couldn't be a court magician? You don't think I can forgive you if you were deprived of the spot by the hands of a malicious third party, not by a lack of strength!

"I don't think I can forgive you. But a court magician isn't as thoughtful as you are. I wanted to be because my mother was a court magician. Olivier became a candidate because the condition she offered in getting engaged was to become a court magician. Of course, I'm a magician, too. It would be a lie to say that I only want a title that can only be given to the Twelve in the country. But there's something more important than that, isn't there?

There's someone important. There are people I want to protect. I have friends and family.

That's all I'm happy about. I don't want to have high hopes.

I just don't like wanting too much and losing something important nearby.

"You said I was insane, but you're crazier, Jared Murphy! With all that magic, you call a court magician something like that! Worth dying for!

"You and I will never agree anyway. Then let's settle it, Barnabas Kaif"