Trolls move faster than firewolves and are more powerful than ogres.
　They are one of the highest-ranking races among demons.
　If there are fifty of them, there are only a limited number of people in the empire who can manage to do so by themselves.
　Meena was an elf on the side that could manage.

'Son of the Wind, be my hands and feet and block their movements. "Windbound."

　As she chanted the incantation as she sang in her beautiful voice, the called out wind spirits responded and wielded their power.
　The man let out an astonished cry as the wind wrapped around the Troll Fifty's massive body like a chain, shutting down his movements.

''Bah, silly!　Isn't wind-binding just a low-grade spirit technique!　Why does it work on trolls!''

　Trolls also have a fairly high resistance to magic and spirit arts.
　If it was a mere 'wind-binding', it should have flown off in an instant and turned the user into a chunk of meat.
　However, the scene in front of him, the trolls couldn't even move their fingers because of the wind.

''Depending on the magic power you share with the spirits, they can be more powerful than their rank. Didn't you know that much?''

　Meena scoffed at the man's ignorance and worked with the wind spirit to defeat the troll.
　The man couldn't help but be stunned by the insane scene.

I don't need to use advanced techniques like you. "I don't need to use advanced techniques on you!

　The abused man's expression was twisted in humiliation, but at the same time he came to himself and tried to escape with the transference magic.
　However, he was shocked to find that the transference magic did not activate.

''I see, your speed of judgment is not bad. But when there's a big difference between your magic power and strength, it's possible to block your opponent's transference magic.''

　Meena will teach you coldly.
　A user of transfer magic can interfere with the transfer magic of other sorcerers, but it won't work if there is no difference in ability.
　It was only because her and the man's abilities were as wide as heaven and earth that they were able to do so without difficulty.

''Tu, you're too strong ...... So you're Wilhemina, the goddess of absolution ......

　The man gasps in despair as he realizes who Meena is.
　There should be no other female elf in the Empire with such overwhelming power.
　He was ranked second in danger among the targets that his organization's superiors had told him to pray that he wouldn't meet them.

'Did you just notice that?'

　Meena doesn't smile cynically, but gives him a pitying look.

'I'm sure there are some elves themselves that can defeat a troll with a lower level spirit technique.

　Although Val had no intention of doing so, he said something that resulted in following the man.
　'Elves are an excellent race, and when it comes to handling spirit arts, they are probably the best of all races.

''You're right,''

　She nods, then asks the man in the black robe.

'By the way, who do you think is at my side?'

　'D'esh,' thought Val, but said nothing.

'The Goddess of Absolution, Wilhemina, would behave like that, is ...... well, no way, the God of Light, the God of War.

　The man shudders at his bad luck.
　He had been given information about the Eight God Teru (Levatein) by the organization.
　One of the information was naturally about the God of Light's War God, and it also stated that Meena was the only person in the same Eight God Teru (Levatein) who was submissive to him.
　The God of Light's War God's true face is unknown, but needless to say, he was the number one danger level among the targets he was told to "pray that we don't meet".
　How was it that only today, the first and second most dangerous rankings were here and had encountered him?
　When he thought that far, the man's consciousness faded away and he fell down.

''You're ...... dead?''

　Meena responds to Val's murmur.

'Yes. Confirmed. It's witchcraft. It's also quite an advanced category. Apparently, this man is a disposable pawn.'

...... It's going to get nasty from here on out.

　Val sighed softly.