Villainess’s Sweet Everyday

"Dear Calcirust!

Calling out loud, the tracker does his gaze from the smartphone to the prince, and he can already pull a knife and get a flash from the top, Dear Calcirust. Cool.

But the opponent struck it out on the side of the smartphone.

"I'll do it."

……

"If this is it"

When Master Calcirust mumbles the spell, five more princes attack simultaneously from above and from all sides. Not a single one of these. You've made up your mind. Good.

But the other guy turned his smartphone down a little bit.

"Oh my God."

Falling there and dodging. It's strong, it's strong.

The smartphone bastard leaps, points the smartphone at the calcirusts, a little. A sparkling fire burns the prince. Dead? No, I didn't. Only the main unit is safe because the sword is too human. The others have disappeared.