Watashi wa Teki ni Narimasen!

The look on Viscount Crediaz's face might as well be more like remorse than anger.

"Until the prince, to the sorcerer..."

The soldiers, who had left temporarily in surprise at the light, groaned abominably as they resumed their rivalry with both sides.

"Even the prince said he had the means to attack..."

I am perplexed by Viscount Creditus, who speaks to himself and bites down his teeth with a gibberish.

Apparently you're mistaken that Reggie has become a magician, but what do you regret so much? If you think so, your master snapped.

"I see... that Viscount was a bit of an exceptional sorcerer"

"Exception?"

"You don't have the kind of magic you can use to fight. I guess this has something to do with being able to manipulate the magician scum, Hihihi. Probably good at taking in magic. So I can take in so many contract stones that I can manipulate all this sorcerer crunch. But you can't activate it as magic."

Then Viscount Claudius nods, too, why he didn't show up on the game battlefield.

There was no such thing as a massive magician crunch in the game. That means you couldn't get a large quantity of contract stones, so if you went to the battlefield without a freely usable flesh shield, you'd be lightly dead.

I guess I came out because I can do that this time. Instead of me, I got a magician named Aida.

The lady thought she was moving with the Viscount, but she doesn't.

Relax, but aren't you with Alan and the others? I get anxious that if we do any more damage to the Falzian army, even Alan and Reggie will be unable to be ridiculous.

But I can't do anything without defeating Viscount Crediaz here and now all of it.

"Why even a prince...... If I had that power, I would have made Annamarie one with this hand."

The Viscount's resentment of his ex-wife is too halfway...

I feel like I could kill her this time too.

Viscount Credias took a step forward.

Reggie holds his sword and Mr. Cyrus with tea hair leaves before he obliques.

I thought I was going to call the sorcerer's curse again, but Viscount Creditus doesn't have that curse. Yet another step, two steps forward.

With that leg, stepping on the corpse of a sanded substitute magician scumbag.

Reggie points his sword tip at Viscount Crediaz again.

He must have also realized that the Viscount could not use magic like a flying tool.

But something's wrong. Viscount Credias doesn't have the skill to fight, so how can you move on? Forgetting me in anger?

Even while I'm at it, Reggie unleashes sorcery.

He's the only one with less power, but he's close enough to hit it.

But before the sight of Viscount Claudius, the sorcerer collapsed again and slipped into the sand.

If that's all, it still flew off like Reggie noticed something.

At that time, a Luein soldier jumped in between Reggies and me trying to protect Viscount Credias, turning into a mole and sand.

Sorcerer, you don't seem like a jerk, why? Almost at the same time as questioning, the master shouted like he realized something.

"Hey, stay away from me more!

Reggie and Mr. Felix and Mr. Cyrus stepped back, even while the events in front of them were unbelievable and frightening.

"Master, that's..."

The master answered in a disgusting voice.

"Perhaps that Viscount can give his opponent magic. If you give me too much magic, I don't care what it is. Easier than a magician, the magic in your body runs wild."

The inability to withstand the stones of the covenant is the same as the inability to tolerate the ravages of magic.

While I'm convinced, this doesn't even allow magic to attack me, and I can't get close.

Did the Reggies you give you pull make room, or the movements of the surviving magician scumbags turn into what was an organization.

At the same time I began to cast magic towards this way, and I blocked the flames and wind with a wall of soil.

But the wall also collapses when Viscount Creditus approaches.

The Luein soldiers who gained momentum on it also motivated them to fight the Falgian soldiers.

"Let's back off a little bit"

Reggie, who came back to our side, pulls my hand back.

"Knock... Happy to take away people's things, prince."

Viscount Credias approaches with a laugh.

I wanted to say that it's not yours, but perhaps Viscount Crediaz is not willing to ask for this opinion or anything.

Besides, keep it up, say something incredible.

"But the prince is also poor. I have some sympathy for you. He sacrificed his mother before he knew it, and he couldn't even stand to death."

"Sacrifice? My mother?

I guess Reggie was the first ear, too. Makes a lot of noise.

But sacrifice is like hearing the same word from someone recently?

Before I can recall that, Viscount Credias will send more sorcerers down this way.

Mr. Cain and Mr. Felix ran out to the left and right.

Avoid the ice stretching like a flying flame or sword, poke the sorcerer's creases with a spear in his hand, and leave.

The sorcerers were breathless and sanded so that they were taken into flames and ice columns.

"Reggie!"

At this distance, Reggie alone can't reach it. Reggie nods when she notices me reaching out.

Viscount Credias roared when he saw me touching his shoulder, trying to pull over to him though.

Apparently, Mr. Cyrus threw a spear at him that he wanted to stay away from, but before he could reach the Viscount, it sanded and crept.

Reggie points his sword tip at the Viscount.

"Chiara."

Called, I shed my magic from the hand I placed on Reggie's shoulder.

The light overflowing from Reggie's hand, slightly raised his face, turns the air into purple electricity and crawls his sword, shivering the air and roaring, heading straight to Viscount Credias.

The thunder that struck him disappeared at the Viscount's present time.

"... why"

Next to me snapping unexpectedly, Reggie frowned, too.