The sorcerer was a man from the sound of his voice.

It moves the painful body, and in Jared's sight standing on his own feet on the ground, the number grows even more.

Two behind the man who has spoken, two behind the Jared's. It has taken the form of being sandwiched by five magicians.

"What have you done with my soldiers?

I searched for the cannibals off the streets and ordered them to be defeated, but I did not send all the soldiers.

Nonetheless, it was unlikely that a single Duke soldier could be seen on this occasion.

"We have a simple bond here, so no non-magician can find this one. I'm sure they have no magic. It will look like you've disappeared."

"That disgusting way of mouthing...... now you guys are magic supremacists, huh?

"I'm a mage supremacist, but I don't like the way you call it. We are an Orthodox Sorcerer's Army, an Order organized by the Sorcerers of this country to be Sorcerers."

"Ha, make me laugh. Call the army - you fools!

It's outside the scope of understanding what to name orthodoxy by, but if you want to name it, you can name it as you like.

Whatever their name is, they are no different than the hostiles who tried to bring pain to the territory of the Duke of Rüdiger.

"Well, Jared Murphy, court magician. I bought you some time, it's time for you to follow me. Can you move now?

He's disgusting. With that in mind, Jared stands before the Duke.

Lord Jared, don't push it.

"Thank you. But now that you've recovered a little magic, you can fight it if you want."

"Well, are you going to fight us? It consumes a lot of magic, and you're chasing hand wounds?

"I can afford it. If you want to kill me, bring me another hundred magicians."

Stronger, stroke him to scratch his own neck with his thumb.

It's an act of provocation, but the other guy didn't give me a ride.

"You think we're gonna kill you?

"If it wasn't, you wouldn't be raiding on me dealing with cannibals."

"Must be. But I decided to kill you because I interrupted the plan."

"I don't know how you collected the cannibals, but it was you guys who sent them to the Duke of Rüdiger's territory?

"Correct."

In response to the man, Hugo threw a knife from his nostalgia. But it gets bounced easily by his barriers.

"My people are hurt and dead because of you, what is the purpose! I guess there's a good reason for that, huh?

The angry Fugo rage is so painfully transmitted.

He was like a man of fire. Ignited by anger, he does not know when to fly with a single sword at the sorcerers.

I didn't want you to get hurt in a place like this just because you're someone enough to like.

"Fine - Hugo Rüdiger, you are our subject too. I changed my mind. Now I'll kill you, too. But let me tell you something, I have as much right to know before I die. Our plan, it is - to eliminate non-magicians from the Kingdom of Weather."

"- Become"

To the pale, plainly uttered word, Jared raised his voice, and the Duke lost his word.

"Eliminating, no way... are you going to kill everyone but the magician?

Considering you let a bunch of cannibals go, there's only one answer.

In response to Jared asking with a trembling voice, the magician hoisted his slightly visible mouth.

"Oh, my God!

"Wait, Duke! - Damn it!

Jared also continues to Hugo, who leaves himself to anger to advance.

To protect the Duke who became avant-garde, he creates countless obsidian spears and surrounds him.

"It's useless to that extent. Duke, no matter how good you are as a samurai, you are no match for us magicians"

The moment he waved, a glimmer of light stitched between the obsidian spears and hit Hugo with a whip.

"Left!

"Huh!

Following Jared's voice, which was viewing the attack, even as the Duke responds to the attack from his left hand,

"My witchcraft is not so gentle that I can do this with one sword"

Bathin '-, and the Duke's heavy body is bounced off.

Hugo, who made a noise and was slapped by the trees surrounding the street, struck him in the back and stopped breathing.

"Damn! - Duke of Lüdiger!

Jared rushes over to the Duke as he hears the sound of a spear thrown at him all without setting a target.

"Are you all right?

"Oh, oh, I don't mind, I beg you, the ones who killed the innocent inhabitants."

"I'll take care of it"

"Su, man."

Listen to Jared and confirm the breath of the unconscious Duke.

I know I just passed out, and I'm relieved, but I haven't escaped my predicament yet.

As it were, the sorcerers would kill us all.

The numbers are overwhelmingly unfavourable. The power as a magician is out of the group only the leadership who is having a conversation if only they can feel it, but the other four only feel the magic below the average of the Royal Magic Division members.

Until then if the numbers push me, but if I can handle one at a time, I still have a winning chance.

"... you've been avenged for using petrified magic twice"

"Are you going to fight?

"Naturally. I can't die, and I'm not supposed to let you kill the Duke of Rüdiger. Then... you're the ones who die."

"Fine. If you want to suffer and die, feel free. - Do it."

At the same time as the man's orders, four magicians kick the ground.

Each one is a magician of wind, flames, water and earthly attributes. It is abominable to carefully align all your subordinates with different attributes.

"Die and be the foundation of our glory!

Wind blades, flaming bullets, water spears, and stone debris struck Jared at all costs.