'What's the matter, Shazar! I don't see any magic you're good at!

How dare you say that when you're in the habit of attacking them to keep them from shooting you?

After that, the battle between the two men, who were in a standoffish battle stance, was started by Larsen's sharp thrust.

With a large sword as tall as his own body, swinging it vigorously and with a series of fierce blows that left him breathless, Shazar, who excels at fighting as a mage, is now on the defensive!

However, Shazar was not at an overwhelming disadvantage, and he was able to evade the danger by turning his body away from the sword line and applying his metal staff (rod) to repel the sword shot without feeling the danger.

(Well, it seems like he usually cares about Virum, and I'd really like Shazar to win for bringing it up to a(n)clause(s)...)

On the other hand, Hinori, who had been watching the attack and defense of the two while keeping an eye out for any strange movements among the adventurers and mercenaries, was thinking about such things without revealing the discomfort that still hasn't subsided.

Hinori said he would leave it to them, but Shazar, who has been taking care of his cute little brother in his own way since he left for the outside world, and Larsen, who came to invade their place of residence.

It would be clearer than the fire as to which of them would be on their shoulders.

(Well, there's also the matter of Mel-chan and the others, so if it's going to take too long, shall we surprise them? As long as we keep them alive enough to interrogate them, there's no problem.)

While Hinori is thinking about something fussy, a change appears in both of the antagonists.

''Well, I don't mind keeping you company for a while longer, but I've got a battle with a spirit beast coming up after this. I'm sorry, but I'm going to have to take care of this as soon as possible, okay?

Larsen, who had been attacking incessantly so as not to let the magic chant, unleashed a large downward swing that could easily predict the trajectory of the sword with a preliminary motion.

Naturally, there is no way for it to get through to Shazar, who was able to get through the current series of attacks without danger, and it was avoided with room to spare.

I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make it work.

''Larsen. You are...

I don't take orders from you. Let's go.

The spare time disappears from Shazar's face as the sword strike, which has increased in speed and weight, making the fierce barrage just now seem like child's play.

It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for when you're in the market.

In the meantime, Larsen's great sword caught Shazar's rod at the very core and flung it away with its momentum.

''...''

It's over, Shazal.

The big sword swings down at Shazar, who has lost his balance and is unarmed.

What...?

It was supposed to be.

A small flicker of excitement formed on Larsen's face as he was sure of victory.

''Oh dear, you've been licked. Were you going to challenge Hinori-sama, let alone me, with such a confusing(-) thing(s)?

I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make it work.

If you look closely, you can see that both hands holding the great sword and its joints are covered with a thin layer of transparent ice.

''This is...?

Your body didn't feel frozen, did it?

I didn't know when.

There was no change in Larsen's expression, even though the thin ice was eroding his entire body, starting from the already frozen spot.

''It's from the beginning. Even though we have many adventurers and mercenaries in place, you're not so reckless as to challenge a spirit beast to the point of remaining in legend with only unconfirmed information. The rest is just a matter of guessing from the confidential information that may have been passed on to the Rastabel Empire, and the answer will come to you.

Yeah, it's a little awkward when a colleague who's too good to be true turns against you.

The one who made an enemy of you is none other than you. But even though it's forbidden, I think you're still better than me for recreating so many magic tools with just that material. I wish you had used that brain for something else.

Bullshit. All I've brought to you is a prototype. Spiritual beasts, scrub your heads and stay here. I'm gonna show you how to use them and then when the grimoire is complete, you will have your power.

The man who was the guildmaster of the Rastabel Empress' guild, has turned into a silent ice statue without saying a word to the end.

The expression on his face is not frightened or twisted in pain, but rather seems to have a smile on his face.

Perhaps after hearing his last words, Hinori, who slowly descended to the ground, crossed her arms and made a reluctant face.

(A magic tool...and unfinished, huh? I'm curious, but for now, we have to head towards Kuna and the others.)

It's a matter of life and death for the spirit race, but Hinori, who finds it not difficult to find out what happened and the circumstances from Shazar, whose whereabouts are clear and friendly, decides it's time to take care of the matter at hand first.

I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make it work. My master is waiting for you. As promised, I'll leave you to deal with them.

Thank you for your help. I'll explain later... Have a good day.

Hinori jumped up with his back to Shazar, who bowed fluidly like a steward to see the Lord off, and headed towards the east side of the Demon Fog Forest at the highest speed he could carry.