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

Jared had fallen to the ground, at the end of repeated attacks.

Battle clothes are dirty in the dirt and bleeding out of my arms and cheeks. His breath was rough and he was going to be out of acid if he didn't breathe with his whole body.

In contrast, Luther, overlooking Jared, breathed rough but could see room.

"What's up, Jared?

"What, but?

"Why don't you use magic? I looked into you. That the majority of the magic power is sealed, and that the Spirit resides in the body to contain enough magic to harm itself. But even without it, you have a bigger, stronger magic than me - and yet why! Why, I'm not seriously trying to fight!

The collar is grabbed and lifted by rigidity.

I don't know where so much power comes from, and I can't even want to resist.

No matter how many times you kick him, Luther's body is strong enough to hurt this leg. It's like the body itself is beyond human beings - I think about that.

"I'm only fighting with the thought of killing you, and yet you're obviously giving in - don't be ridiculous."

Jared, thrown by his rigid arm, rolls as he is slammed to the ground.

"Jared!

The Duke rushed up to me and held me up. Even a small apology floats wondering why he is not inside the Count of Noland's house.

"Duke, why?

"We have a lot of enemies. I'm sorry. I want you to take on the most troublesome of people."

As the Duke put it, the enemy had exceeded the number of Jared's men.

I don't even know how many Vault Toyfers there are, but as far as I can tell, I'm losing in numbers.

However, the quality of each one seemed to prevail and the situation was antagonistic.

It is significant that Pfile and Rosa took on the former successor of Vault Toyfel, known as the executive. The absence of anything with firepower from this scene did not significantly change the war situation. But this one also has a painful hand because it reduced the equivalent of two fighters.

He hasn't shown up yet, but there are two more executives. And I'm also concerned that Dolph Ayne has disappeared at some point.

"I'll make my way."

"... Jared, that would be difficult. I understand your circumstances, so let me dare say, even if you are brainwashed and appear as an enemy, it is harder to fight than to be a friend. Even if you decide to ghost your mind and kill it, the blade you wield is dull."

Standing up with his shoulders, Jared boosts his magic and concentrates.

Maybe the Duke is right. Jared has no hostility, even if he is willing to fight. There is animosity and anger in the chest, but the spearhead is directed at Cornelia Alway and Dolph Ayne.

"I know. Still, I fight. I want to win and get Luther back."

"... what can I do?

"Cornelia Alway, your captivity as soon as possible."

"Okay."

One less worry if even Cornelia is captured. Now, you can't just care about Luther.

To be honest, I just want to focus on Luther. But Jared has people he wants to protect. Even for that person, you can't just choose friendship.

I'm aware of being selfish, and I think I'm arrogant myself. But I can't help but ask for everything.

"Have you finished your farce yet?

There is hatred in Luther's eyes as he turns his cold gaze. Though hatred was planted by Dolph, my chest aches every time I look into his eyes.

I snorted with the Duke, when I tried to attack him.

"You don't have time for that girl forever, do you?

"Kill him now. Then we move on to the next phase."

Two new figures appeared to be Luther's.

Men and women in combat clothes. Judging from the magic I feel and what I do, I judge myself to be the equivalent of a Luther executive. I mean, all the executives who didn't show up will now have shown up.

"You don't know if you can win even with my prepared elite... Jared, this is the first place..."

"I'm not running away. I came here today to finish it all. In order for Olivier and Hannellone to spend their days smiling, there's a guy who needs to be defeated, and there's a guy who needs to be caught. There's no way you can leave!

In the corner of his sight, Mia, who was watching him fight Luther, is shaking his neck sideways with his face bright blue. I mean, I guess the situation is bad, needless to say.

Still, Jared can't retreat. No, you're not. I don't want to leave.

"Oh, this girl... she's so magical, but are you going to deal with the three of us?

"If so, it's not bravery, it's barbarity. Grainy."

"Fuck you, all of you!

Whether you're a fool or get a sight to see it, Jared speaks up.

But the two new executives turned to Jared, who wore out without dealing with him, to release the soldiers.

"You don't need us to bother with your opponent. He may have been chosen as a court magician in one country, but he was not afraid of court magicians."

"Oh, I don't know."

"You can't just ignore what you're saying."

It was someone else, not Jared, who disputed the man's words. For a moment, a storm and a dragon of water will sweep away the fighters who have tried to strike Jared and the Duke.

He searched for the Lord of his familiar voice and opened his eyes wide.

"... who is it"

"Oh, weren't you doing a lot of pre-investigation? Or maybe it's been decided that I don't need you to look into it - but I feel angry about it."

"It's the same for you, too. Wouldn't that be the case with people in this country who look at the athletes and ask who they are? I think it's fresh, but clearly, it's annoying."

Ahead of Jared's gaze, a young man wrapped in a battle suit based on the green that flax hair and wind attribute mages like to wear - Weatherd Kingdom Court Mage Seat Seven, "The Windman," Tres Browell.

And there was Adelina Bishoff, a beautiful woman in a blue battle suit, featuring a silver blonde shortcut with her right eye hidden - the eighth seat of the magician of the court of the Kingdom of Weather, "Water Mirror".

"Why..."

"Pfft... Olivier told me what happened to you. I didn't think I'd be able to repay you so soon."

"The Atashi came here today not as court magicians, but as individual magicians who wanted to repay Jared Murphy. Besides, there are others."

At the same time as Adelina's words, the ground rises and a dirt wall arises. A moving dirt wall struck the Lutherans as if they were willing.

Luther waved the sword and slashed the dirt wall, and the other two flew by making a big leap.

I recognize this sorcery.

I don't think so, and seeing where the magic has been unleashed will surprise me again.

"Laurenz."

"Jared, you smell like water. If you're in trouble, you can have a word with me, okay?

Laurenz Herring, an alumni and friend of mine, a local attribute sorcerer, wore a battle suit and lay his hands on the ground to manipulate witchcraft.

"All three, why?

"Well, the Atasis have become the masters of Laurenz. You know what's going on. And if I had trained as usual, I would have brought in hands-on training because Olivier had just shown up to use it. I can't believe I fought a Vault Toyfel fighter, even though I disobeyed him."

I'm surprised Laurenz is mentoring Adelina and Torres, but I'm also convinced. Laurenz's mentor was the same court magician candidate as Jared. But he is also the victim of Barnabas Kaif's revenge play.

I guess Adelina and Torres, both victims and parties, felt responsible and tried to take care of Laurenz.

"With more court magicians and their disciples, what will change?

"I agree. It is clear that experience and strength are not the same as ours!

Luther doesn't talk about anything. I'm just staring indifferently with a blurred eye.

"Then let's see what we can do. Until then, I don't have a choice not to fight. I am proud to be a court magician, though how private I could have been. You can't beat a man who makes assassinations his business!

"Laurenz clean up the miscellaneous fish and help the Duke of Alway. Because the Atassis have to teach these worldless assassins the difference in strength."

"Okay, good luck."

Laurenz takes a distance from the two of us and comes this way. When I glanced at Jared, I nodded to reassure him.

"Duke of Alway, from here I offer you"

"Thank you. But those two..."

"Those people are court magicians, just like Jared. If it's just experience, it's more than Jared. So trust me."

The moment the Duke nodded at Laurenz's words, the magic of the court magicians increased and clashed with the two assassins.