After completing my transformation, I presented my original body to Xiaomei.

"Xiaomei, can you take care of my body for me?
"Yes, I'll take care of it.
Thank you, freeze me in a permanent freeze until I come back. My body is pretty much dead now.
"--Ha!　I understand!　We'll take care of it!

　Even while replying, Xiaomei has already finished freezing her body.
　You are quick to act, but you are also skilled in handling ice magic.

......
"What's up with you, Xiaomei, staring at my face?
Oh, no, no, no ...... well, that's just not your usual Mr. Alexander.
"Yes, I'm trying to make it easier for you to fight. Longer arms and legs come in handy in some cases.
"I see. ......

　Although convinced, Xiaomei is still staring at me blankly.
　I'm not sure what's going on with her, her face is vaguely red.

Mwah!

　Xiao Mei's blushing face didn't have time to think about it, but noticed something falling from the sky.
　He grabbed his sword back and batted it away.

　It was a mass of pure power--heavy!

　Having struck off, it is driven into the ground at a distance.
　Immediately afterwards, the earth shakes.

　Like an isolated island standing in the middle of a valley, this Biele wizarding school.
　The force of the blowing force caused it to partially collapse and crumble to the bottom of the valley.

　And then--Pillings-Markosias attacked from the sky.
　I caught his club with my wise man's sword.

　My hand isn't numb at all, but the ground can't catch it and it cracks.

----!
Let's fight where it won't affect us.

　Once the ground is hardened with magic, I then draw my wise man's sword with all my might and launch Pillings-Markosias back into the sky.
　As it was, I used my flying magic to jump up and chase after it.

　A glimpse of the ground, still partly covered by the valley floor, has fallen down.
　The rim of the island, which had been gently sloping over the years, was cracked open just there, as if a full moon was chipping away.

　Jump high enough to not affect the island any more and then slash at Pillings-Markosias.

　The wise man's sword and club collide, the aftermath diffuses, but you're in the air, so you're fine.
　Pillings-Markosias, unsuited to his small body, waved his other hand, not the one he was striking, and cast a spell.
　The sky blackened and a huge bolt of lightning came crashing down.

What!

　The blitzes that penetrate the whole body are flicked off with gusto.
　Markosias sends more balls, their surfaces charged, flying.

　Cut off every one of them and then rush at Pillings-Markosias with the explosion on your back.
　Slash the guard of the club with the wise man's sword, sending more shockwaves flying as it blows away.
　A clash of forces, the residue of which remained thick in the area.
　I fought a fierce battle, even with Pylings-Markosias, feeling the resistance gradually become like fighting in the water.

　　　　　★ (side Xiao Mei)

　I look up at the sky, and little by little, clouds are forming in the previously clear sky.

　The energy released by the battle between Alexander and the angels has crystallized into clouds.
　It's terrifying.

　I read in a book that a god and a demon once fought and dissipated their power, turning the place where they fought into a dead earth where nothing was born.

　The demon of that time was called Shura, and the battlefield was called Shuraba, which was horrible and left nothing but bad effects.
　That is the origin of the word shura-ha.

That's why ...... Alexander fought in the sky.

　Alexander is very knowledgeable.
　He is so knowledgeable that I always feel as if he knows everything in the world.
　Even I am familiar with the tragedy of this world, and it's impossible that Alexander doesn't know about it.

　He fought in the skies to keep Biele College of Wizardry from becoming a wasteland.

　But ...... that's what I'm afraid of.

　Even Alexander, who even transformed himself to fight, is still competitive with the angels.

　I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make it work.
　Before I knew it, my tightly clenched palms were drenched with sweat.

　　　　　.

　More than 20 minutes have passed since the battle began.
　The attacks of Pillings-Markosias, which had been fierce at first, gradually weakened little by little.

　As if in in inverse proportion to that, a cloud of magic power formed at our feet, so thick that we could no longer see the ground.
　It was as thick and solid as a rain cloud, with a high concentration of power that chattered when touched.

　Thank God the sky was empty.

　I thought, and flicked the striking Pillings-Markosias's club.

　The power is clearly diminishing, and it's time to end it.

　I'll use all the magic raised by the homunculus' body to pour it into the sage's sword.

　Even though I poured my magic power into the SSS ranks--even higher than that--Hichikane's wise man's sword didn't budge.

Let's go.
(Pause)

　In reply rushes toward Pillings-Markosias, holding the sword of the wise man with both hands.
　The other side also comes at you rather than the other way around, clubs at the ready.

　They rush at each other, a momentary interplay.

----!

　Pillings-Markosias let out a strange scream and let out a splash of blood from his hairy body.
　It had been flying, but lost its power and fell.

　Falling slowly together in a flying spell, catching back on the spur of the moment.


　I enter a place like a rain cloud where the force is solidified.

　I slowly descend, putting up a thin magical barrier around my body to keep the power from coming to me (...).
　Halfway through, Pylings' body disappeared and I let go of his hand.

　Then, with a start, you land on the ground alone.

"Alexander!

　Xiaomei called my name from a distance.
　She wanted to come running to me at any moment, but she couldn't because she was protecting my body.

　I approached her.

Thank you, Xiaomei.
"Is it over?
Yes, be safe.
"Alexander, you're the man to beat an angel, and a stronger one at that.
I didn't beat you.
"Huh?　You haven't beaten it?

　What does that mean?　I turned around and looked up at the sky.
　I turned around and looked up at the sky.
　A mass of power, like a rain cloud.

　Slowly it faded away and the blue sky cleared.

　A figure emerged from it--

"The angel?
Yeah, it's Markosias.

　Xiao Mei on the ground, and Markosias in the air .

　Both of them looked at me strangely, as if they didn't understand the situation.

"I used the power I had against Markosias.
"The power of ...... wasn't that averting a shura?
That's partly true, though. I'd rather spend that much power on reclaiming the body of an angel than on polluting the earth. Besides, Marcosius is a victim, and it is possible that he may not have his original body anymore.
"......
So that's an angel in an angelic body and an angelic soul. It's just an ordinary angel with lots of angels.

　Xiao Mei was even more stunned when she concluded, "So it's okay.

''The body of an angel is something that can be made ......?

　And then he looked even more incredulous.