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

I'm glad the Oliviers are away, Jared sincerely thought.

"Phew, phew, ha, great. I haven't seen a magician who can use petrified magic this far in a long time, not just local attribute magic."

More than a hundred fireballs created by Lucas in one breath will eventually reach Jared. When he decided it was impossible to prevent everything with a barrier, he chanted his fingertips toward an impending fireball.

"- O demon eye of the curse, be abominable and obscene."

The flash of light blinks. The fireball is fossilized and crumbles. but I wasn't able to petrify everything. Half the fireball has been turned into stone, but the other half is imminent without altering its orbit.

"Protect yourself, Stone Spear"

He interfered with the spirits to produce stone spears from the earth. Over fifty stone spears will receive Jared's shield overlapping fireballs as much as possible.

Boom. Boom. Boom.

A fireball crashing into a stone spear makes a noise and crushes it. Fragments of the stone scatter, and when Jared's body is blurred, he sprinkles blood.

All the fireballs smashed the stone spear but never touched Jared's body. Along the way, a fireball orbited by impact circles the ground and continues to stand without setting fire columns or moving a step from the spot.

"Are you this powerful without chanting? You're such a bad user."

"It's an honor to keep it as a compliment. The young court magician still has the skill of magic, but he seems to have the courage."

"Thank you."

I've already repeated this offense about five times. We tried to make sure of each other's skill. For Lucas to say, it could be called a magician-like battle.

Jared didn't mean to hang out with such a beautiful fight, but he figured out he was stronger than he had imagined in his first offense, and didn't try to win it early.

The amount of magic that produces more than a hundred fireballs in one breath without difficulty. The ability to manipulate that fireball easily. I can tell it's all over Jared, the firepower that goes over the ground in spite of just a fireball.

- I had no idea there was such a mage in the kingdom.

I get tongued down.

No matter how good Jared is as a magician or how young he is to be chosen as a court magician, it doesn't matter that he is an immature man who has only been bewitching magic for a few years.

Although the practice by practice and the rare talent, the presence of a superior teacher, elevated me to a higher level than the magicians of my generation, it was the only thing that could make the coarseness stand out compared to skilled magicians.

"Are we done with the little checks?

"You know you can't beat me if you're gonna spare me forever, right?

"Ha, don't you say. But it's also true. Sorcerers like you are today. [M] Whether the magicians of the present court are superior or not, they will lose the qualities you possess. It wasn't unusual in your time."

"Once, huh? It's like I've seen it somewhere before."

Lucas grinned lightly at Jared's words.

"That's right. I thought I saw it. I once lived in a time full of sorcery before the Kingdom of Weathered swallowed our country"

"... I thought I'd say that, but I really did"

It's not like I couldn't have predicted it. There is an age unknown master close by named Almeida, and Wahash, the head of Vault Toyfer, who names his grandfather, also says he knows her. I can presume to be alive for at least a hundred years.

But how about the man in front of you? The Kingdom of Weather has been in existence for about five hundred years. If you lived in a country before that, you're over five hundred years old.

I'd usually tell you I'm kidding, but I don't think the old man in front of me is crazy enough to make jokes under this circumstance.

Above all, Jared's instinct as a magician believes in words like jokes.

"Sounds a lot like you were born in an age of envy. If your words are true, I ask you again - what's the purpose?

"It's an easy thing. I want everything back. Once upon a time, once upon a time, once upon a time, magicians!

"Wow, what a boring ambition. It's pathetic Leonard was used for that."

"... what"

It was a really funny ambition.

Aside from the circumstances, if Lucas' story were true, he would have lived in this country for five hundred years now. If so, why did you fly the flag against the country where you now live?

If you want revenge for something, you still know. Nor do I understand that it is the reconstruction of a country that has disappeared. But it's too late.

Even if it had taken five hundred years, the operation would be crude, and I don't know my country except Lucas in the end. No, it's a problem before that. Even his son, now even Leonard, who draws the blood of his late country, did not set out the purpose of rebuilding a country that was no longer there.

Now, Lucas is the only one standing in front of Jared like this.

"You call my ambition boring! A kid who doesn't know how much thought I took action licked my mouth!

An old man who spits and exasperates, but Jared doesn't go through with it at all. I don't even have to.

Right now, there's only one emotion that lives in my chest. It was just a clear anger at being caught up with loved ones for a really boring purpose.

"Twenty lifeless children like you, dream of me, be ambitious, say boring! I'm trying to play my part as a descendant of that country."

"Enough. Shut up. I don't want to hear it."

"... then what the hell"

"No, that's why I'm good with that already. I'm hungry. I mean, I've fought people for a lot of reasons, but you're the crappiest, and you're boring."

Jared cut Lucas' long-standing ambitions and threw them away.