--There's a berserker.


　I was returning to Ceylan after defeating an enemy mage who had cast a defensive spell.
　When I turned my gaze to the noise in the distance, I saw a scene that I could only imagine.


　The Berserker was Deet, the heir to the House of Rastinel. He wielded a guillotine or some such monstrous weapon with ease, and when he rammed it into an enemy soldier, the person would fly through the air.
　Of course, this flight is not voluntary. It is completely compulsory and depends on Deet's mind. Moreover, the enemy soldier is dead when he decides to do the reverse bungee, which is an unhelpful situation.
　The instructor, who directs and assists the reverse bungee, has a bright red smile on his face, which is terrifying. His reddish-brown hair has already turned a vivid red, probably due to the blood pouring down on him. Exactly
The name "Berserker" is appropriate.


　As for the enemy soldiers, they were being overrun by his stormy attack. Just by Deet driving his horse into them, they fell in waves like pins hit by a bowling ball.


I'm not sure what to make of that.


　I'm not sure what to make of this, but I think it's a good idea. I can't help but remember the grotesque expression "like a tomato" that I read in the men's world.
　In spite of the fact that the hands are as small as my own, I wonder what kind of logic is behind the use of those hands. No matter how many engraved bracelets there are to strengthen the body functions, the level of grip strength is still too great. If he were to get into a fistfight, he would not be defeated, he would be killed instantly.


　While Arx was shivering alone at the sight of Deet, Ceylan, who was also watching the fight, nodded his head in admiration.


Seiran, who was also watching the fight, nodded in admiration, "As expected of his Rustinell family. He is indeed a man of the Rastinel family.


　He said, "Yes, yes.
　I don't know how he can watch such a scene calmly. I wonder what kind of nerves he has. I really wanted to stop the tendency to think that monstrous strength is normal for everyone.


　Deet is not the only one who shows such overwhelming fighting spirit.


　Ewlid Raine, who was in charge of Ceylan's Kingsguard, was kicking away the enemies with a large spear engraved with his name. His movements are not rough, but calm, as if he were a picture of calmness. While looking at the oncoming enemy soldiers with cold eyes, he gracefully twists the weapon as if he were dancing with the spear, flipping it, playing with it, and killing the enemy soldiers who lost their weapons.


　This is true no matter how many enemy soldiers there are.
　It does not matter how many enemies there are.
　His skill is more than that of Noah.


　And the same goes for Kazui, who is also a very active person.
　He uses magic to restrain enemy soldiers and block their movement. He takes advantage of these gaps and has his bodyguards kill them.
　What he is doing is not spectacular, but he is good. He is good at it. He seems to be watching his surroundings carefully and moving accordingly. It's a good way to learn the basics of mage fighting.


"Take my power as your body and use it as your rope. And extend its tail to me. And stretch out its tail to my hand. Now it is an old snake crawling on the ground.


　You'll be able to use the snake rope, a restraining spell, to block your opponent's movements.


You can also use the snake rope. Benshi Skail. Use your eloquence to ward off fire.


　A flameproof spell that prevents fire from igniting and spreading to your equipment.


Algol's Fugitive Diamond. Leave it to me to escape. It rains down on the ground, and that rain takes root in the ground. Bear or tiger, if you step on it, it hurts and you can't move. They pop and scatter, stabbing your feet with their jagged edges.


　You can use the [Algol's Waterspout], an offensive auxiliary spell, to induce foot injuries in your enemies.



　The only word that comes to mind is dexterity. "Kihihi! The strange laughing voice of "Khihihi!" adds to the sense of cunning, but the spells he uses still show a deep understanding of magic.


　The way he fights seems to be particularly interesting to Ceylan, who nods and growls at him. This is probably because Ceylan, who uses offensive magic to attack, and Kazi, who prefers to use supportive magic, have completely different fighting styles. Maybe it's refreshing to watch.


　On the other hand, in terms of fighting style, Noah is the one who stands out the most.
　He uses the usual tactic of using magic to freeze the ground. His opponents are too slippery to move, and he can't move as much as he wants. As if walking through the corridors of a mansion, he moves forward and kills them mercilessly with his freezing sword.
　It would be more correct to say that it is just a process rather than a fight.
　By the way, Noah does not slip on the ice because he has an engraving on his shoes.
　Hearing this, I had my shoes engraved in various ways before I went into battle, but whatever.
　It's no wonder he was a squire under Crabbe. His strength is truly overwhelming.
　If he couldn't do that, he wouldn't be able to keep up with Crabbe.


　Now that Deet and his men are on the offensive, they are coming back to us, considering the situation.
　While he was dealing with the infantry that had been driven back by the cavalry fighting in the vanguard, several cavalrymen attacked him.
　When Noah saw this, he said


I don't want to use this too much, though. ......


　I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that.


"My ice sculpture. A beautiful expression. It's indistinguishable, indiscernible. A brilliant little trick that would make a great thief pale in comparison. I'll give you this pain. Water instead of blood, crumbling flesh becomes ice, spilling life melts away. Then take my wounds with your fragile, cold body.




　--[Disruptive Substitute Ice (Icy Damage Token)


　When Noah casts the spell, the pale blue [Arts Glyphs] form a magic circle that expands greatly, starting at his feet. Immediately afterwards, a number of ice statues in the shape of Noah appear on the spot.
　They are life-sized and elaborately made. They are life-sized and elaborately crafted, and I could believe that they were created by a famous sculptor.
　However, there was no regularity in the positions where they appeared, and they varied. Some appeared in front of him, some behind him, some beside him. It is impressive that each of them has an unusual pose - apparently, it is not a magic that creates obstacles.


(Hmm?　Shall I give?　I'll take it.


　While Noah is still feeling the effects of the spell he just cast, he steps in front of the cavalry.
　He is as defenseless as if he were going for a walk in his sandals, and for some reason he doesn't even try to dodge the enemy's attack. However, you don't feel threatened by his behavior, perhaps because you have a firm trust in him. Rather, they are more interested in what is going to happen and forget to even raise their voice in warning.


　The tip of the cavalryman's spear hits Noah in the head. The tip of the cavalryman's spear hits Noah in the head, but he is not injured, nor is he flung away.
　Instead, the same part of the ice statue shatters.


　Boom.


"Is ......?


　I'm sure you've heard of it.
　Despite being hit with the tip of a spear, Noah remained cool. He was further slashed and thrust at, but he seemed to be completely unconcerned.


"It doesn't work?

That's ridiculous!

What the hell is going on?


　The cavalrymen shouted in surprise, but they didn't stop attacking Noah. But of course, the attack didn't work on Noah, and Noah, not caring about the enemy's attack, thrust out the tip of his own freezing sword.


"Aah!

"Gosh!


　No matter how hard he attacked, it didn't work, and even if he jumped on his horse, it didn't blow him away. He was in such an invincible state that he didn't even have a fighting chance. Noah's one-sided attacks only knocked down the cavalry.
　Invincible - no, it seems to me that the ice statue is taking the damage Noah has done.


　In other words, the true nature of the magic is...


What the hell?　What the hell is that?　It's not fair!

"What the hell is that?　That's not fair!


　Suddenly, Seiran and the dialogue are in sync.
　It's just a coincidence that they synchronized, but it's only natural that such a remark would come out of his mouth.
　I didn't think there was such a thing as a spell that could create an object that would take the damage for you.


　I shouted to Noah, who came back after being replaced by a cavalryman.


What's with the foul magic, Noah?　It's crazy, isn't it?

"I'm sorry, sir.

What do you mean, "what do you mean, "what do you mean?　It's a scapegoat, a scapegoat!

This is based on a description in the Fifth Chronicle of Mages.


　I'm sure you've heard of it.


"Hmm. I'm sure you've heard of it.　In it, there is a story of a man who escaped from his enemies by taking their place.

"Well. As expected of the Dauphin. That's right, sir.

"Yes.


　I see. So the magic you're using now is an application of that? He must have arbitrarily interpreted the spell from a substitute for escape to a target to take care of his own misfortune.


　Suddenly, Noah's face showed concern.


But there is one tremendous flaw in this.

"...... What's that?

The fact that it creates an ice statue of itself gives the impression that it is an egotist. ......

I don't give a shit!　That's it!


　I'm not sure if you've ever heard of it or not, but I'm sure you've heard of it.


I'm not sure what to do, but I'm sure you'll do fine.

"You are absolutely right. But if you don't include that word, it won't take your place. ...... No, I'm really confused.


　Noah said something like that.
　In the meantime, Kazi, who interrupted him, has a dumbfounded expression on his face.
　It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for.


　It's a good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for. ...... There's almost nothing dangerous about the people here.
　You can find a number of reasons for this, including the fact that you have a good number of bodyguards, but each of them is strong enough that even a small group of soldiers can't beat them.
　In addition, there are some people who say that they have been awarded the head rank among the Kingsguard.


...... I mean, I'm surrounded by people who are not human, right?


　Such words suddenly escape from my mouth like a sigh.
　When I see this kind of activity around me, I feel that I am the only one who is ordinary. Basically, everyone is either blessed with magical power or has some kind of extraordinary power even if they don't have magical power.
　I guess I still need to work hard to keep up with them.




(I'm not Risha, but I need to be more diligent. ......)


　(I'm not Risha, but I need to be more diligent.
　Anyway, the battle is proceeding as the defeating army had planned.
　Using Siran as a decoy, they are trying to get the enemy to extend their own line of fire, and then cut them down from where they are vulnerable.
　In all likelihood, Deet and the other troops would have begun their offensive by now.



　While feeling the certainty of victory, a cavalryman suddenly appeared in front of the front infantry group.
　It is better equipped and moves better than the other cavalry.
　He seems to be a military nobleman close to Poluk Nadar.


"My name is Bail Ern!　Count Poluk Nadar is the first of his retinue. Ceylan Crosselrode!
　You have no right to rule your people, you who have been seduced by idle rumors and have unjustly sent your army into my lord's lands!


　You have no right to rule the people!" He suddenly rode his horse and raised his voice in a tone that seemed to humiliate Ceylan.
　I'm not sure if it's because of my knowledge of the men's world, but it seems quite surreal to suddenly come forward and appeal to people in the middle of a battlefield. ............ Or perhaps it's because it's surreal that it's so effective.


　It's not that I don't like it. This is because the Dauphin they are protecting is declared unfit to be king in such a defenseless state. Knowing how capable Ceylan is, I am somewhat annoyed at him.


"Arx.

What?


　Suddenly, Ceylan's voice was cold to the core.
　--He's angry.
　The flatness of his inflection made this clear.
　He may not have been furious, but he must have been seething inside.
　His tranquility radiated a chilling coldness.


　He pointed the tip of his Chinese-style sword at his squire, Bail Ern, and gave him an order.


Go, Arx. Go, Arx. Strike that foolish man down and offer his head to me.

"Yes, sir.


　"Yes, sir." He replied in no time due to his position.
　The reason why he gave the order to send you to him is probably because the purpose of his single combat is to restore the morale of his troops. If the one who had just lowered the morale of the troops were to defeat him, it would be difficult for the Nadar army to maintain its shape.


(If that's the case, I guess I'll just go ahead and blow on it. ......)


　I've been thinking about this for a while, and as I turned my horse around.


You're that ...... guy from earlier.

"You are the mage, Arx Raytheft!　I'm not sure what to make of this.　If you don't want to die, go home and eat your favorite stuffed pig intestines!


　If you don't want to die, go home and eat your beloved pig intestines!" It was right after he had said whatever he could think of to make fun of his opponent.
　Bail Ern turned red as if he had just boiled.


(Oh, ......, yeah. He looks like he's seriously eating a sausage.


　It's not my fault. It's my fault that my name sounds like something from a man's world.


Don't be stupid!　You're a mage's apprentice!


　The squire, Bail Ern, is riding his horse and charging head-on.
　You'll be able to find a lot more information on this subject here.


　...... Bile Ellyn does not change his course even though we are in position. In fact, he looked rather triumphant. This is probably because he is not going to use the [Spinning Barrel].
　Because even if you use it now, you won't be able to chant it in time.
　If it's another spell, you can use your own horsemanship to dodge it.
　It is certain that she is thinking such things.


　Because she doesn't know that this is an invisible attack.



"The black bullet. It blinked like the gaze of the god of death, and drove down the pale horse flying in the sky.


　There was a single burst of sound that echoed throughout the area.
　With just that, Bail Ern was blasted in the brain and collapsed from his horse.
　The horse, having lost its master, wandered around sadly.
　A voice shouted out in the stillness.


"Squire, Bail Ern!　We have taken him down!


　As soon as he said that, the Kingsguard let out a loud cheer.
　This must have been Ceylan's order.
　When I returned with the evidence of my defeat, I received a word of praise from Ceylan.


"Arx. You did well.

"Well done. I'm very pleased to have been able to meet Your Highness' expectations.

Hmm. And now for the magic: ......


　That again?
　Ceylan still seems to be somewhat excited.
　And then Ewlid, the chaperone, came in.


"Your Highness.

"No, it's nothing!　It's nothing!　I didn't say anything!

............

"............


　We were having this exchange.




"Bwahahahahahahaha!


　From the rear of the enemy infantry unit, an explosion of laughter erupted.