In front of Ray and Zuboz and Paul's eyes with ice-producing shields, Adriatic is captured and Diaz fainted.
　Diaz's men were also unconscious from the pain caused by Beune's attack on the long hand.
　the three battles that took place
　All of which ended with Ray's fellow victories.

"...what are you going to do now? All your comrades have lost, and the war is overwhelmingly in my favour."

　Rey's words make her look red with anger, but keep her from getting angry.
　It would certainly feel good to fight with anger.
　But he didn't expect to beat Ray in such an angry way.
　No, it will be hard to win even if you fight in perfect condition.
　He understands that there is a difference in power to think so.
　Even if it takes two parties, myself and Paul, if they fight Ray head on, they'll have no chance of winning.

(...yes, if you fight hard, though)

　The muttering murmur turns his attention to the trump card in his pocket.
　To be honest, I didn't want to use trump if I could.
　However, it is also true that we cannot choose the means to avenge Kabazid.
　I've never thought of beating Ray without hurting myself.

"(If I had a little more time, I could have made the final adjustment...No, is it no use saying it now?")" This experiment has caused a number of disturbances using monsters. but I wish they had gone a little more wild in the sense of sunshine.)

　Thinking about what I've done so far, I have some regrets about whether I couldn't do better.
　But even so... it's still what I have to do.
　breathe in, exhale, exhale, exhale
　Mental forces forcefully kill the little fear or hesitation that still remains in one's mouth.

"Paul, please defend me for a while until I am ready. and... when I'm ready, please leave me as far as you can."
"Do you use it?"

　Paul, holding an ice-producing shield, asks Ray every move he makes sure he doesn't miss.
　Having opened a magic shop, Paul has some deep knowledge of magic items.
　No, Paul, who aspired to become an alchemist in his youth, was proud to have a deeper insight into magic items than others.
　Even in Paul's eyes, the trump card that Zubos has created is very effective in terms of breaking down the status quo.
　...if it's a finished product.
　The choice is by no means the worst for Zubos, though he is aware of the danger.
　On the contrary, it was true that if you thought you could kill Ray with your own hands, it was not the best, but it was a very close option.

It's hard to get out of bed. Fly off!"

　A slash fired from the shaken death size flies straight into the air.
　Regardless of having a strong body like Paul, an alchemist like Zuboz was certain to injure Ray as life-threateningly as long as he was properly attacked.
　But... before the attack hits the bull's eye, Paul, who is in charge of the defense, interrupts and creates ice with his shield in his hand to divert the attack.

"I won't,"

　The words you tell are short, but the intentions contained in them are not light.
　As Paul looks, Ray shifts his death size to his left hand and pulls a spear out of the mistling in his right hand.
　Everything from the tip of the ear to the stone hammer is dark green, and this spear is now the most powerful spear used by Ray.
　Magic item spear with special ability that would be appropriate for the present situation... It's a magic spear.
　The thorn spears suddenly appear, but Paul silently holds his shield in front of him without moving any expression.
　If something happens to me, I'm determined to protect myself.
　Watching it, Ray runs several steps forward with a thorn spear in his hand, puts all his strength into throwing the spear, adding enough twist to his body.

"Oops!"

　With a cry close to a scream, the thorns are released from Ray's hand... with magical powers, at a speed that could be called a ray of light rather than a spear, and straight to the pole.
　Of course Paul is not looking at it in silence.
　Putting magic into the shield in his hand, he tries to divert the attack as he did earlier.
　Even if you can't take it, it's possible to divert it's possible. With that in mind, magic is put into the shield to create a stronger shield of ice.
　...it wouldn't have been the wrong option by nature. In fact, the ice shields that have been created are almost impossible for adventurers to destroy, and because of the peculiarity of the existence of ice, they slip and deflect from attack.
　But... yes, but... Paul is dealing with Ray, nicknamed crimson, who has tremendous magical powers in his soul.
　Ray's thorn spears, with their magical powers and speed brought about by Ray's own extraordinary physical abilities... easily penetrated the ice shield the next moment.
　penetrate, not break, but break
　While creating enough space for spears, the magical Ibaraki spear penetrates the ice shield, eventually penetrating the magic item shield that is producing ice, and then penetrating Paul's right arm and sewing it to the ground.

"Slip!"

　Even though his arm had been sewn to the ground, Paul still had no screams, only a short cry of anguish.
　But... this is where Paul's ordeal begins.
　A thorn spear pierced through Paul's arm and thrusts into the ground to produce thorns.
　The thorns, which arise from the spear-pointed arm, cover the arm completely with thorns, and at the same time extend the thorns from arm to shoulder and shoulder to torso.

"Oh, my God, my God!"

　Paul's first experience of being covered with thorns.
　And even though you're wearing a leather armor, the thorny areas of the brambles stretch through the gaps in the leather armor and tear the skin.
　It's only a relief to Paul that the thorns of the thorns have stopped in the flesh and not reached their bones.
　Still, the whole arm is stitched to the ground, from which the thorns spread.
　The shield that was supposed to protect him was also smashed by a thorn's spear, and all that remains now is the ice shield through which the spear penetrated.
　The ice shield, created with the utmost magic of Paul's use, is highly defensive.
　I was pierced by a thorn's spear, but I still managed to endure it until it was ready... and turned my gaze from Paul's penetrated arm towards him, enduring the pain of the thorns that spread all over my body.
　There, instead of the waist belt, Zuboz, who had magically poured his power into the glass bottle he had taken out of his pocket to finish the work, was trying to drain the green liquid from the glass bottle.
　a momentary hesitation
　This is because Zuboz himself knows that what he has now is still incomplete.
　It's something that hasn't even been fully experimented with, and it's something that we can call empty‐minded.
　But if the theory on the desk was correct, the contents of the glass bottle would have given a lot of force.
　avenge a cabazide with one's death
　With that thought, Zubo gulps the contents of the glass bottle at once.
　The viscous liquid passes through the throat without a taste.
　He frowned at the feeling for a moment, but the next moment he could not afford to think about it.
　with a thud It was because I felt something burning in my body.

"Gutting ... well,"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

　Was it a shout or a scream that came out of the mouth?
　At any rate, Zuboz endures the sensation of something twitching in his body.
　Something like a pulsating root emerges under the skin of the face.
　No, it's not just your face. There was something like a root on the back of the hand that came out of the sleeve of the robe.
　It's within sight, so it's easy to predict that there's probably something like a root all over the body, either Paul watching it... or Ray throwing a thorn spear.

"Isn't it possible that I'm suicidal?" He said trump, etc. --but may I continue to defeat the alchemist?"

　Doubtful, Ray tries to get close to Zboz and kicks the ground a few steps further, hoping that something troubling will still happen.
　A sharp, pointed spear of ice pierced Ray's spot until a moment ago.
　When Ray turned his eyes to the direction of the ice spear, there was an ice shield... or what could be called a former ice shield.
　It was undoubtedly an ice‐generated shield until recently.
　But what lies ahead of Ray's gaze, if not very much, would not be called a shield.
　The thin ice shield had become thicker and more like a lump of ice than a shield.The lump of ice moves... Ray kicks the earth again.
　Ray, who had moved sideways, looked where he had been for a moment, and found an ice spear piercing the earth as if it were only natural there.
　The ice reflecting the evening light brings to the viewer some fantastic atmosphere.
　But now Ray has no time to be fascinated by such a fantastic sight.
　This is because ice spears are released from one block to the next.

"Oh, did you have this function, too.

　I always thought that Paul was devoted to defense with his shield, but at the sight of his eyes... the expression on which Paul, whose right arm had been stitched to the earth by a thorn's spear and whose body had been covered with thorns, was nothing short of astonishment.
　And beside the immovable pole lay a shield of magic items pierced by thorn spears.
　Seeing it, Ray turns to the lump of ice again with a bad hunch.
　Perhaps that block of ice is running wild because of the broken magic item that creates the ice shield.

(But why am I the only one who attacks me when I'm running wild? There's a pole nearby.)

　The ice, which continues to attack Ray precisely to call it a runaway, was clearly abnormal.
　But... the question of Ray will soon be solved.
　a thorn‐spears‐penetrated shield falling A familiar pattern appeared on the surface of the shield.
　Yes, the same root-like pattern on the skin of the red cyclops that Ray fought against, and the same root-like pattern on the face of the groaning zuboz.

"Shield!"

　I didn't know why, but it's certain that the shield has some effect on the ice block, and it's coming out in the form of a runaway.
　Judging so, Ray's action was swift.
　He kicks the ground toward his shield, slashing the ice spear at him with a death-size sword.
　Did the shield know that it would be over if he came close to it, or was it just a coincidence, that he would shoot ice spears from one block of ice to another towards Ray?"

"That's too bad,"

　As Ray mutters, a great deal of magical power is generated from his body, which is concentrated and compressed.
　To whom did you say the word? Either the pole that produced the ice shield, or the ice that seemed to break and run wild... or the lumps that floated something like a root all over the body.
　At any rate, the magic powers gathered around Ray become visible in red...the next moment, the Emperor's red armor is activated.

"Fire is extinguished by water. That's true, isn'

　At the same time as muttering, the ambient temperature rises by a few degrees due to the heat emitted from the Emperor's red armor.
　Nevertheless, considering the temperature of Emperor Rei's red armor, the reason why the temperature is still low is probably because he has some control over the heat.
　Did you feel threatened by Ray, or was it a simple reflex? The lump of ice shoots several ice spears at Ray again.
　All Ray did was to mobilize the magic of the flaming Emperor's red armor.
　All the ice spears on Ray's way are gone... Ray lightly waves his hand in return.
　In response to this movement, the red magic of the flaming Emperor's red armour, which Ray was wearing, was cut off and flew away... when he touched a lump of ice, the lump of ice disappeared the next moment.

"But sometimes flames beat water and ice. by evaporation."