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

"Now you're out of the way... Come on, it's a fight going on"

"Laurenz, I asked for the Duke"

"Leave it to me."

"Jared, be careful."

Luther takes the sword and laughs not at it. As well as the appearance of his companions, anger dwelt in his eyes, who had just sidelined him that he was not even interested in the participation of court magicians.

But that's also to fight Jared and try to kill him.

Jared slowly distances himself from the Dukes. I knew Luther was obsessed with me, so I decided I shouldn't be around. Above all, now a trusted friend protects the Duke.

"Now you can fight with confidence"

"If you accept that word as it is, isn't that what you've been worried about?

"There it is. I'm not clever. I can't fight with a lot of things in mind."

But it's okay now. I can concentrate on Luther thanks to my dependable companions.

He grips his fist forcefully and increases his magic around his body. I still can't use all of my liberated magic. I was trained by Almeida, but it's not as easy to manipulate magic as it gets overnight.

It was therefore adding and subtracting.

Not only because they are benefactors and dear brother Luther, but they also thought they could not fight other enemies without leaving room. But you don't have to worry about that anymore.

"From here on out, it's all I can do."

"I'm glad."

"Luther, I'll take you down and get you back"

"Jared, kill you-- what am I going to do?

He may be questioning his own planted vengeance. It hurts, but I can't pay attention to that now. All Jared can do is defeat Luther, defeat Dolph Ayne, and unbrainwash. That's all. It's really simple.

So let's start by defeating Luther.

Jared kicks the ground and fleshes to Luther.

"Whoa!

The Great Sword is wielded, but no matter how rigid it may be, if it tries to move more than a certain mass, it can unevenly move. Jared, by contrast, is powerless. I don't have a knife or anything.

That's where the difference in movement came in.

When you give in and do the blow of the Great Sword, you dive into your nostalgia without stopping your feet.

Luzer's body is as stiff as steel, even as he thrusts his hands and shocks his abdomen. That doesn't make it a reason to give up the attack. If it's hard, it's hard. There's a way to get through the attack.

First, you just have to attack the same spot over and over again.

Hit the palm bottom while releasing magic toward Luther's body.

Magic that is not converted into witchcraft can be used as a mere shock. It's like a cheat you can do because you possess a lot of magic, like Jared.

An attack that won't hurt your arm is more powerful than a beating.

Repeat twice, three times, and the damage will also be transmitted to Luther's body like steel. What you're doing is plain, but I don't mind if you take the time but you can take it down.

"Yeah, I can't eat him like that. Hey!

Heading to Jared, who dived into his nostalgia, a great sword swung down in a vertical flash.

He succeeded in avoiding a blow that cut off the wind, but the Great Sword ran several meters of slaughter to the ground from where it swept wide across the ground.

If it had hit me, I would have died in the current blow.

Determine that his swing score is out of the way and aim at Luther's wrist. Develop magic and use the power of the spirits to create and wield obsidian knives.

In a moment, the lightning started and Luther, who should have been in front of him, disappeared.

He heard a breath coming from behind him and was beaten quicker than that when he looked back instantly.

Even if Jared's consciousness flies for a moment beaten with so much momentum that his face hits the ground, he only avoids biting his back teeth and fainting.

Luther waved the sword in his distorted vision. If this happens anymore, I'll give up defeating him with minimal damage.

Apologizing to Luther and Mia leading him in his heart, he gave his magic to the spirits. The spirits rejoice in the given magic and are willing to give Jared strength.

When the magical dust dances, it clutches around to protect Jared's body.

There is no need to defend Luther's sword from looming or panicking. I was already ready. A blow that should be easily broken, such as Jared's, - was taken by dust as a shield.

"... that would be sloppy"

Luther's judgment is quick, along with a voice that made him cohabit with a shudder and an admirer.

Jared, who entrusted the Spirits with the manipulation of the dust, increases his magic for the next blow, while scattering lightning and taking distance, and he also increases his magic.

"Ah, Jared, it's a fun power comparison!

"Whoa!

They unleashed magic at the same time.

A stone serpent crawling and hitting the ground and a glimmer of thunder.

The enchantment and the power unleashed are all mutual. The stone serpent wields its tail as it is burned by thunder and screams scattered.

The tail tries to capture Luther's body, but his arm takes the blow of a serpent without difficulty, and crushes it.

"You're lying, aren't you?

When the stone snake and thunder light offset and disappear, the flashing Jared and Luther remain.

Luther's arm is torn in battle clothes and bleeding, but that's all. Even though it is only surprising that the tail of the serpent, wielded with momentum from body to body, cannot hide further surprises from Luther's unwounded body in contrast.

Even if it's taken, I can't do it if I can't break my arm or so. It was too unreasonable.

"Fight me. What do you feel? Is that a rare lightning attribute? Or this irrational physical ability?

"If I can be honest with you, both."

"Right. I think so too. So give up and die."

Lightning runs again and Luther disappears. Shortly after he breathed, he appeared in front of him, already wielding his fist and Jared had no choice but to take it.

Put your hands on the impending fist and try to minimize impact as much as you can. But Jared, who was past distracted by his fist, causes Luther's kick, released a beat late, to strike straight from the top of the dust he was wrapping around in defense to his left abdomen.

I scream like my body and bones are stinging, and oxygen drains out of Jared's lungs.

With all the slightest resistance, when the dust was put together and converted into a spear, he stuck it in Luther's right leg, which captured his body.

At the same time as making sure blood sprays out of his feet, Jared's body blows wide open and rolls down the ground.

Jumping the ground over and over again, consciousness at least endures desperately leaving it to fly while being shocked all over your body.

Even as momentum dies and body freedom rises at the same time, Luther, already surrounded by purple electricity, stands in front of him.

It was a one-sided ravage from there.

Jared was hurt so strangely that he was beaten, kicked and subjected to indiscriminate beatings from all directions that he was not even allowed to fall, and remained conscious.

While he had the rigidity to also kill with a single blow, he would not have done so because of the considerable resentment and hatred planted. But thanks to that, Jared is alive, even if he is dead.

Did you damage your gut or even vomit blood, but the attack from Luzer won't rest. From the moment he was kicked over, the magic interrupted. The dust protecting himself also disappeared. What we are waiting for is death.

Olivier smiles in the back of his brain. If she dies like this, her grin will cloud. I didn't like that.

Then came Yenny's smile. She admires me with her brother, and she could take revenge on Luther even if she knew she was brainwashed if she was killed like this. I was worried because I know my pretty cousin has such a dangerous side to it.

And both Hannellone and Trane will still grieve. So does the Duke. Kind They are sure to blame themselves for involving Jared.

My grandparents, who always care about me, also make me sad.

I think Konrat, who admires me with my brother even though I just met him, and Therese, his mother, will also grieve me if I die.

What about fathers, siderooms, and brothers? My mother-in-law and one brother will grieve, but I don't know anything else. Instead, you may be pleased that you have blamed it.

That's it. Just a little bit, I think it's something that's going to die like this.

I was concerned about Pfile and Rosa fighting the enemy. It's a strange relationship with Pfile, who's promising a rematch, but he thinks he's a friend. Will he grieve if he dies, too? Or do you laugh pathetically?

I can't thank Tres and Adelina and Laurenz enough for rushing to support me. Someday I have to repay you somewhere.

Many people disappear when their faces come to mind. And at the end, Luther and his mother floated. My sweet brother would regret it one day when his brainwashing unraveled if he killed himself. I don't want my dear brother to kill my brother.

There's no blood connection, but since the day we made the promise to be brothers, Jared Murphy and Luther Fisher have been brothers, no matter what anyone says.

"Oh, no, I knew I wouldn't die in this place"

"But you're gonna die, Jared!

He takes a further blow and spills a bloody gastric juice that he doesn't know how many times it will be.

My vision is narrower and my consciousness is blurred. Even if I want to hold my fist to fight back, I don't know the feeling itself anymore.

I want power.

Even though my body still has a lot of magic, I don't have enough time to convert that magic into magic.

It is not given to interfere with the Spirit or for just a few moments to gain power, and if you try to use a little magic, it is interrupted by shock and pain.

That's all Luther's blows are heavy.

But I can't lose. If you can't use magic, you can do something else.

- What am I supposed to do with magic?

A simple attack won't stand a tooth on Luther.

It is also difficult to convert to witchcraft.

I can't even dedicate myself to the Spirit.

- Then you can use it yourself. You just have to make the magic itself your own, not the magic. Originally it belongs to me, so it's possible to incorporate it. All you have to do is put what you released once back into your body. But you can't just put it back. That makes no difference. Power. I want power. I want as much power as I can take down Luther.

That was an unconscious event.

Jared was overflowing with unserviceable magic. If it is its own magic, it is difficult but not impossible to take it in again.

But just taking it in will only restore magic. More useless magic doesn't lead to a winning chance. Then I thought I'd incorporate it as a force.

If magic turns into fire, water, wind, earth, light, darkness - it should also be a simple force.

I was so sure.

Jared reaches out and grips to grasp the void.

In Luther's eyes, he might have looked as if he kept getting beat up and went crazy. But that's not true.

Jared grabbed it. I definitely grabbed it.

I unleashed Jared Murphy's magic - and unleashed the magic of God, and I took it in again.

For a moment, an exploding force ran through my body.

- Jared has no reason to know, but long ago, it was the first of the most commonly used sorceries where sorcery was ushering in the golden age - physical ability-enhancing sorcery.