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

Laurenz's answer, which seemed short-circuited, was correct.

Turning the magic unleashed by force over your own head lightens your body.

"What a cod - but let's praise it. I often spotted my invisible wind."

Assuming that the identity of the invisible heavy pressure was more pressurized from above, even if it was not the wind, he thought that if the force was released upwards, it could be offset or pushed away.

Stand up slowly and stop the magic. There is already no invisible heavy pressure. I guess I solved it by being exposed to witchcraft.

Due to the constant load, the man should have used magic in the same way. Needless to say, the burden is considered to have been commensurate.

If you look back with just your eyes, there's already no sign of Michaela.

"If you want to go after Michaela, let me take you down."

"I just want to ask you once"

"Let's hear it."

"You 're-- no, I'm curious if you guys understand. What does it mean to go after Lars?

Depending on the response to this inquiry, Laurenz will be ready.

"Regardless, I understand. We showed up at school today after understanding everything. It's not something you should ask now."

"Well - then I won't shy away anymore. I will protect them as one friend, not as a person in the Count Herring family of the Kingdom of Weather."

"Brave. I admire the way you think of your friends, but I'm not weak enough to lose to greenhouse-raised nobles"

Two people staring at each other.

"Let me defeat you and protect my friends."

"Fine. Trois Halen, Deputy Head of the Royal Sorcery Division. It's the name of the one who kills you. You should remember."

"My name is Laurenz Herring. - He's just a magician."

The moment they gave their names - the unleashed sorcery and sorcery clashed.

"Ugh."

"-"

"Excellent, that's a candidate for court magician!

With the praise of Trois, Laurenz unfolds unchanging magic one after the other.

Numerous stone spears are born and killed by a hostile lieutenant. - but the blade of wind he unleashes with a short chant crushes the stone spear.

The crushed stone spear destroys the hallway and makes a roar, but there is no scratch on the opponent to be defeated.

Instead of chanting, raise your arms over your head and draw a small circle. Subsequently, he began writing abbreviated magic ceremonies using ancient magic languages, also transmitted in modern times, to rotate inside the circle.

Just a few seconds - pouring magic into the demonic squares that took the time to complete.

"This is, no way -"

"Adelina Bishoff used the abbreviated Demon Square that she specializes in - a simple combat technique."

Original magic by court magician Adelina Bishoff, created for the purpose of how to use more powerful magic on the battlefield than unchanging.

Although not a formal apprentice, he was able to discern and convey the talent of Laurenz, who excels in technical aspects. I'm not releasing magic as instantly as unchanging from consuming a few seconds, but I'm learning in action that I can buy as much time as I can by releasing unchanging magic beforehand.

Adelina, one of the court magicians who doesn't like to attack, then knitted a simple combat technique to compete by hand, which went well with Laurenz. It is preferable and gratifying to be able to unleash multiple spells despite less magic consumption than anything else.

One stone blade after another is released from the demonic squares, killing them to the hostile Trois.

"Guuuuuuuuuu!

The blade of stone, which is flowing like turbulence from the Devil's Square, kills the wind and damages Trois, even as the wind inhibits the attack in an attempt to protect him.

Attacks by local attribute magicians are simple. Creating a weapon that hurts someone you can imagine. Simply because, in attribute magic, the attack power - boasts the greatest.

Even if you can't burn down a wide range like fire attribute sorcery, or attack endlessly like water attribute sorcery - you can certainly do damage to any opponent trying to be hostile.

Though the magicians had no idea, Laurenz learned that magic was not everything in action by training with two court magicians. I also learned so much why my friend is carrying a knife that I don't like it.

It is always human hands that take the lives of their enemies. Because it's magic there, I don't need a reason because it's a weapon. And there's no need to bracket it.

I didn't lose my pride as a magician. On the contrary - I learned and learned that if I felt like it, numerous attacks could be carried out in an instant more than knights, shooting enemies from a distance more than archers, and running the battlefield more than spear soldiers.

"Well, you have something to ask"

Lourenz speaks quietly as he erases the demon squares and stops the hand of the attack.

The assistant deputy chief of the Royal Magic Division, who was about to fight in his spare time, had fallen without a shadow to see him earlier. Instead of being slashed and torn through his body by massive blades, bleeding and falling, he is also groaning as he moves to the weight of the stone that covers his body.

"This, stupid, things... for an introduction student, etc."

"This is a battlefield. Then you shouldn't have taken it personally, even if they were immature like me."

Approach and ask a man who vomits blood repeatedly.

"What are you guys up to? Leonard Gallagher, to the best of my knowledge, should have been a respected man working for the country."

"Huh - that's blue, boy. Leonard, there's no way a kid like you would know what you're thinking."

"I know if you're just trying to gather personnel. Words skillfully gather students to the Royal Sorcery Division and prepare them for some battle. I even thought about why students, but neither do places where magician eggs are collected as much as schools"

If you're craving a magician who can use it quite a bit, even if you're a student at the Royal School, you're short on actors. But there would be no easier place to collect pawns if you just wanted them as a force of war.

I know very well that it is easy to complain about teenage boys and girls who are dissatisfied and have some sort of rebellion. Even Laurenz himself still remembers the immaturity once danced by unsubstantiated rumors.

It is easy to imagine that students who have never had painful feelings would follow without getting lost if they were given sweet words from admirers that would undo their grievances.

But - until then, you want to gather students, build up your strength, and do what?

That's all that remains unknown.

"Keeping being mean like this can't make your situation any better. We should still be able to make it now. Send in information and atone for your sins."

"Stupid - eh!

"- What?"

Laurenz opens his eyes. Trois, who thought he couldn't move anymore, struck the wind on a large number of stones that were sealing his body's movements.

It is possible that Laurenz's body would have fallen apart if he had been involved, although it was good because he felt the increase in magic and took a distance.

"What are you..."

He stares at the man in cold sweat and is alert to movement.

The forceful escape from restraint had further increased the amount of blood that was flowing.

Strangely enough to be on his feet, Trois' eyes sparkle and have not lost their fighting spirit, even though he has been wounded everywhere.

"Laurenz Herring...... let's admit it. I have only been selected as a candidate for court magician. I never dreamed of using the magic of a court magician. But I can't lose. Together with Michaela, I vowed to give back to Leonard!

"Are you..."

"And what sacrifice would a sorcerer make to live proudly as a sorcerer to make this country better, even if he vowed to fight until his life ran out to pay for his preferences. Therefore - no matter how much you were stronger than me, you can't pull it off. It's not even possible to give the information!

An invisible wind determines Laurenz's left shoulder. Blood bleeds out and my face is dyed red.

"Leonard, if it's for a wonderful future, let me kill you, the child, the nobleman, even the royal family."

- Then I don't want to take you down either.

Place your right hand on your bloody shoulder and drain your blood.

Laurenz sprinkled his own blood beneath Trois trying to boost his magic and enter the next attack.

"I don't know what you're thinking, but the blow of the wind will chop you up. I'll take that life!

What makes wind attribute magic better than other attribute magic - speed. I can't overshadow all this.

But...

"Unfortunately, I can't lose either. defeat you, even to save your friends"

You have nothing to fear unless you let the magic go.

Grabbing his red-stained right hand and making his fist - Laurenz scolded him to beat him on the spot.

The moment...

"Guuuuuuuuuuuu!?

Trois, who was about to unleash a lot of sorcery, was beaten up by a giant arm.

"What,?

Trois, beaten to the ground many times, managed to raise his face only, and he was stunned.

There was a giant fist floating beside Laurenz.

"In modern times, the secret art of the lost golem - it's just the result of an application because I can't restore it, but I was originally able to use the earthly form. By using blood as a medium, it is only lower than the Golem, but manipulation makes it an impromptu weapon"

The giant fist was a mass of earth and stone made by sorcery.

It is also a collection and compression of all pieces of stone unleashed in previous battles and scattered throughout the corridor.

Unlike the alleged golem of independence, you have to give your own blood and manipulate it through magic, but it is great to make their point.

Above all, in order to beat the speedy wind attribute magic, we had to create a giant fist right next to the trois using the stones and pieces of dirt surrounding the opponent. It was a stray or bee bet, but exhale heavily at the success.

"Not yet... to this extent."

"Will you still get up? I'm afraid I won't have that obsession."

Laurenz is in awe of the enemies who fluttered but rose with the slightest increase in magic.

Speaking of enemies, he increased his magic to respond to his opponents, who fought with conviction, waving a giant fist than his height, created by the magic that floats beside him.

"- Bombardment of giant arms."

The hallway swayed with the roar, and the wall collapsed.

In the sight covered by the sand, there is no sign of the riser.

"Wait, Lars, Christa"

He didn't even stop the bleeding on his shoulder to save his friend, and Laurenz advanced his leg.