What do you know about my powers?

Yes. Your power is stealing. You destroy literally everything. Castles, fortresses, cities, magic.

　Meena slowly answered Jurgen's question.
　It sounded like a soothing conversation, but the temperature around them was rapidly changing to a chilled and tense atmosphere.

''I heard that you were called the 'God of Destruction' for destroying and attacking the fortified city of Gestan, which was an enemy of yours for many years, with ten fortifications, eight forts, and five castles, all by yourself.

　The Kingdom of Gestan has fallen and its lands have long since become Imperial territory.
　The man who practically single-handedly ended the history of a country, was Jurgen, the God of Destruction.

''I'm well aware of it, but I don't think that Bartolomeus guy spoke fluently. Did you do your own research?

'Yes. Master Val only told me my master's name and that he was an xenophobe like himself.

　Meena answers Jurgen's question.

'I see. I guess I'd better revise my perception of you slightly.'

Thank you.

　Jurgen's words were laced with praise, but Meena, who responded, didn't seem the least bit happy.

'This isn't a serious game, so it's time to get started.

　Facing the two of them, who are creating a suffocating sense of urgency, Val throws in a few words without a hint of tension.

''Huh, you're right.''

　Jurgen gave a small laugh and they both kicked the ground at the same time.
　They collided in the air, a few meters apart, and both stopped in the air.

''Master shot seven fists clad in the alien power of destruction, and Meena shot three kicks aimed at Master's side while only preventing it with her left hand, but Master also prevented it.

　Val explained the current offense and defense to the onlookers who probably weren't following anymore.

'Yes, in a moment now: ......'

　Otto could barely say that, while the others watched on with a pout.

'I didn't expect an elf to be able to fight in close quarters as well,'

　Jurgen's expression does not hide his surprise.
　The elves are generally known as a race that is good at archery and sorcery.

''It's just a matter of common sense. And even if you just shoot your magic from a distance, I'm sure not a single blow will reach you.

　Meena tells him it's one of his countermeasures.

'Hmm, you know that too?'

　Jurgen makes a ferocious smile.
　His unusual ability to defend himself is also effective in defending himself, and a normal attack would 'destroy' it.

'It's my rust removal this time. Let's have a look at my long-range warfare too.

　What Jurgen calls a long-range attack is a black ball of bullets filled with destructive power, like Val shooting out light bullets.
　It is a horrible attack that would destroy that part of the body if it were only blocked normally and attack the enemy.

'Show me how to successfully defend against it. I don't want Val to be too busy.

　If Meena can't prevent it, Val, who watches over the two of them on the ground, will have to do something about it.
　The black light from Jurgen's two hands lightly exceeds a hundred.
　I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make it work.

The only thing that matters is the fact that it's not the same. I'm sure you'll be able to find a great deal more to say about it than just a magic bullet.

　Jurgen marvels.
　If you wanted to prevent his destruction with mere magic bullets, you would have to compress a considerable amount of magic power to increase its strength.
　Meena's skill to create that in a single breath and more than a hundred of them is astounding.

''That's exactly what I'm talking about, Akira Yagami. Then let's get a little serious.''

　The black bullets that Jurgen shoots out exceed five hundred and are faster than birds.
　Meena cancels them all out without a care in the world.

''Ho?　Then let's turn it up a bit more challenging.

　Happily, Jurgen creates a number in excess of a thousand and launches it at twice the speed he did earlier.
　Meena offsets it nicely again.
　It was a repetition of an extremely simple task for them, but Otto and the others looked so caustic and tense that they were pale and unable to speak.

'How great is that?'

　Otto eventually asks Val fearfully.

'Yeah?　An attack that could be kicked off by at least a few thousand troops, I guess. ...... It's starting to escalate gradually, and it's starting to become an offensive that could obliterate the imperial capital. It's time to stop.

　He said it like it was nothing, which made Otto shudder.
　Without even realizing it, he kicked the ground and moved in between Meena and Jurgen.
　Completely caught off guard, their attacks flew in from left and right, but Val quite normally nullified them all.

''It would be appropriate to stop them in this area. It was beginning to exceed the extent that one castle was about to be destroyed by now.''

Hmm, yeah.

　Jurgen responded with a look of coming to himself.
　Apparently, he was enthusiastic about it before he knew it.

''So?　What do you think?　How's my arm?

'If it were now, it would be at a level where all Yagami Teru could do it.

　Meena evaluates without reservation.

'But isn't that a fair standard for an instructor role?　What did Master Val think?

'I think what's more important in the instructor role is the ability to teach, rather than the ability to do so.

　At her question, Val said the truth, causing her and Jurgen to roll their eyes.

'You're right, but that's not something I'm going to say now, is it?

　Jurgen laughs at his apprentice, saying he's still the same.