After the greetings of Beate and the Chief, five men and women entered at the Chief's signal.

'Bjorn, Darius, Eginhardt, Gorlo and Barbara ......'

　Meena murmurs their names.

''These five names are the current [Six Wreaths]. I had them come in time for your visit.''

"Your Highness, Your Royal Highness, gentlemen of the delegation, welcome.

　Bjorn, a man of about thirty years of age in appearance, greets him on behalf of the group.
　It would probably take a meena to distinguish all but Barbara, the only female, from the others.
　That's how similar they look and dress.

''What's the reason for having all of the [Six Wreaths] together?

　When Meena asked the chieftain, she got a man-eating smile.

''Since we're here, we thought we'd show our power to the Imperial family. Last time you showed us the power of Lord Bartolomeus, it's a kind of payback.''

You're not going to ask us to help you, are you?

　The other elves looked scared by Meena's cold gaze, but the chieftain was unfazed.

''It will be easier if you help me, but I don't mind.

I'll run for president, Chief.

　What a surprise, Sidonier raised his slender arms to indicate his intentions.

'There should be no complaints about me doing it, Vilhemina.

　She turned teasingly to Meena.

'Right. Have it your way.

　Meena didn't object.

'Wow, we're going to see a Sydonier fight!

　Beate clapped his hands and was innocently pleased.

'I hope I haven't bored your highness.

　Meena calls out to the humble Sidonier.

''The strongest of the [Six Wreaths], Aeginhardt, even you wouldn't know if you can win.

Oh, really?

　Sydonier kept her elegant smile on her face, but her eyes were not smiling.
　At first glance it was difficult to understand, but she too was proud of her own abilities, and Meena's statement provoked it.

''If Vilhemina says so, I'll have to answer,'' she said. After all, we only know Lord Bartolomeus and Wilhemina.

　The chief said in a thoughtful, yet agitated way.

'Alright. Then, Chief, let me do it.

　The man who took a step forward was Eginhardt.
　He turned his tight, scowling gaze on Meena.

''Wilhemina-sama, if I win against Lord Sidonier, you must acknowledge my growth.

Very well. I'll join Princess Beate in seeing if you can defeat Sidonie the Ice Queen.

　When Meena responded nonchalantly, there was a murmur from the elves present.

''This, the Ice Queen ......?　I thought you froze a demon in the ocean?

I hear you're so good at freezing magic that you can turn mountains into mountains of ice.

　They are the ones who know the anecdotes of Sydonier.
　However, Sidonier himself nodded his head curiously.

''Oh?　There is only me and Wilhemina, the only women in the Eight Divine Light (Levitein), and you didn't notice my alias?

　The elves fall into an awkward silence.

'It's nothing short of utterly bypassing, isn't it?

　Only the chief chuckled.
　After this, a welcoming party for Beate was held, and when they had finished drinking and eating, Eginhardt and Sidonier faced each other in the square.
　This is the place where Val and Farah once faced each other.

''Do you think we have the best freeze resistance?''

　When Sidonier smiled leisurely, Eginhardt nodded grimly.

''If you don't have at least a countermeasure, you can't serve [the Sixth Wreath].

　A sense of urgency overflows from both sides relative to each other.

"Flameballs.

　It was Aeginhardt who took the lead, unleashing a huge fireball that almost swallowed Sydonier's entire body.

''As expected of an elf, this without chanting a spell.

　As Sidonier lightly waved his left hand while praising him, the fireball dissipated.
　At the same time, Aeginhardt's feet are beginning to freeze.

''If you don't resist, you'll turn into an ice statue, okay?

　At the same time she said it, I heard the sound of ice cracking.

'Oh, no resist and no chanting?'

　Sidonier rolls his eyes, a little surprised.

'You are the one who hasn't chanted yet.

　Aeginhardt says in a somewhat uncomfortable voice.

'Yes. Because it's still a preparatory exercise. Besides, if I get serious, all of you here will die.　Unless Vilhemina is protecting you.

　Sidonier flatly drops a bombshell, causing a murmur from the elves.
　Since the other [Six Wreaths] are also there, did they feel that it was an incredibly haughty remark?
　However, the [Six Wreaths] in question are breaking out in a cold sweat when they see Sidonier.

''I heard that Lord Bartolomeus was amazing, but this Lord Sidonier is also terrifying,''

''There are six other people of this caliber besides Lady Wilhemina and Lord Bartolomeus: ...... The chief was right to choose the path of friendship with the Empire.

　If he was a competent person, he knew how advanced the current offensive and defense was.
　Beate, who didn't understand, asks Meena next to her.

'Hey hey Vilhemina, how amazing was that?'

It's like an exchange of great magic in Imperial style.

　Meena remembers the look on Val's face and is forced to explain.

'Duh, great magic is ......'

　Great magic is something that can never be invoked by ordinary people.
　A person who is a court magician or an executive class member of a knightly order can only invoke it.

''To put it simply, you've done the art of an imperial knight or court magician's cadre class, without chanting.

　After hearing her parable, those on the Imperial side finally realized how amazing Eginhardt was.
　In front of them, Sidonier and Eginhardt clashed fire and ice.
　He's not even chanting, and he's using great magic to beat them up, so if a normal person sees him, he might faint.

''I see. That's all Vilhemina had to say. I have to admit that there is someone other than Akira Yagami who can fight with me on a par with me, I must admit that I was egotistical.''

　Sidonier shrugged his shoulders and reflected while attacking Eginhardt with a blizzard.

''I'd be honored if you approved of the [Six Wreaths].

　Aeginhardt defends himself with a wall of red fire and says back.

'Lord Bartolomeus and Lady Wilhemina can't help it, but I wasn't going to let the rest of the Imperials get the better of me. It seems there was some pride on my part.''

　Then he added with a hint of self-mockery, "Let me tell you one thing, "Swordsman" Claude is stronger than me.

'Let me tell you one thing, "Sword Saint" Claude is stronger than me. For now, I might add.

...... My God,

　Hearing Sydonier's statement, not only Eginhardt, but even the chieftain growled.

(Is the Lich Empire a cesspool of monsters? ......)

　The elves couldn't help but think.