"Not yet!　It's not over yet!

　Messias was disappointed to have his 10 years of crystalline schoolhouse explosion trickery destroyed.
　But then he looked up, blood dripping from his lips, and continued.

I'm sure you'll be pleased to know that I'm not the only one who's a fan of your work. With this, we can revive the magic circle as many times as we want!

　The magic circle that had covered the room regained its light.

Respond to my power, the divine power of .......
"I can't hear you.

　I put my hand out quickly.

　Snap!
　Then there was a sound like broken glass, and the magic circle collapsed.

Oh!　My magic circle!　My art is ......!　It's so easy!
"Backflip magic. You've been chanting so loudly, I've seen through you.
Backflip magic?　That's absurd!　You've perfectly understood my 30 years of art on ......?
"I don't understand art, but your magic is too shallow. For me, it's like a child playing in shallow water.
"You call my art water sports, ......!

　In the blink of an eye, he closes the distance between himself and Messaias and grasps his neck with his right hand.
　He lifted him up, and Messiah flopped his legs in agony.

"Tell me. What the hell was your purpose?　Why did you try to blow up this school?
"d*mn ......!　Did you think I'd talk straight?
Then I'll tell you.

　I grabbed Messaias by the neck to prevent him from escaping and began to talk.

"Most likely, you thought it would be a good idea to ...... get rid of us, the students of Rosangrila Academy of Magic.
"......!
It looks like you got the point.

　That's why we were going to use the annual exchange camp to bring them to our field.

But there's a flaw in this plan.

　Well, to be fair, the plan had fallen apart when I was there.
　I'll continue with the cruel end of the plan.

"If I set off this detonator, it will blow up not only Rosangrila Academy of Magic, but also the students of the Imperial ...... Disalia.

　There is only one answer to be drawn from this.
　Messaias was going to blow up and kill the students of Rosangrila as well as Disalia.

　The Empire's research into chantless magic was more advanced than that of King's Landing.
　This could be inferred from the fact that the Four Great Sages, the dogs of the Empire, were using non-chanting magic.

　And yet, the Great Library here only contained books of low quality.
　That's also the content of the class. They still think that chanting magic is absolute and despise defective magic.

In other words, ...... Disalia's students were discarded by the empire as useless. That's why you tried to blow it up as well.
"...... Hmm, what if that were true?
I can only admire how the empire is so stupid and dirty that they can so easily abandon their friends.
Hahaha!　My friends?　You're one of the bastards at the academy?　You can't think of me as one of them. I am the chosen one, the Fosynds. I am an agent of God!

　So this is the Fosind family too?
He also said that even the Four Wise Men are being treated as experimental subjects.
　After all, the Empire is a bloodline. They think the Fosynd family is all that matters.
　What does the Fosynd family have to offer?

You caught me off guard!　Fire Spear!

　In the meantime, Messaias completed the magic formula he had been slowly developing and attacked.

"Hmph.

　When the Fire Spear was about to be released from close range.
　I threw Mesias far away from me.
　At the same time, I cast a warding spell to protect myself from the Fire Spear.

"Do you think you can get away with defeating all of them like the Four Wise Men?
"Kurt!　Are you okay? I'll join you.

　I'll join you." Avril came up to me and put together a magic formula.

　Avril came up to me and started to formulate a magic formula, which I controlled with my hand.

"It's okay, Avril. Don't worry about it. Don't worry about it. I'm just going to have a little fun with you.

　We'll see how good he is.

"Perish!　Holy magic, holy sword!



　On the ceiling of the small room, a holy sword of light appears above my head and falls down.
　I caught it with one hand, and at the same time deployed a backfire spell to make it disappear.

Hahaha!　What do you think?　My magic!　Isn't it beautiful!　Isn't it stunning? It's an art form.
What's with all the ...... perfect protection? And ...... you care so much about beauty and art, don't you?
I'm sure you don't understand how lowly you are. You don't understand the beauty of art!

　I don't.
　And what's so beautiful about this guy?

　Is it magic?
　It's built so inefficiently that it's useless in battle.
　It's a special kind of assembly.
　But if that's the kind of art he's talking about, then .......

I'll give it a try.

　Following the example of Messaias, I created a magic formula for the Holy Sword.
　He then made the holy sword appear above him with a flash of light.

It's the same spell you just used. You know it, don't you?　Apparently you have a good eye for formulas. How about the spell I made?
"Hmph. You're the one who made my magic formula ......!

　Messaias looks up at the Holy Sword.

"What ...... is this?

　And then he broke out in a sweat and opened his eyes.

"What a beautiful magic formula!　There's not a single flaw in it!　And it's made up of multiple magic formulas that interfere with each other. It's like making an elaborate clock!　Even I can't see it in its entirety. Even I can't see it in its entirety. How much time do I have to accumulate to create a magic formula like this?

　I can't even see the whole picture!

You can find a lot of things that you can do to prevent this from happening.

　I don't like this magic formula because there are too many useless things in it.
　It would be useless in a real battle.

"Ha-ha-ha!　All right, come on!　I'll take this level of magic!

　And Mesias will cast a warding spell on his front.

I know you've been working on your warding spells for a while now, but ......

　I'm not sure if this is a good idea or not, but it's a good idea.

I'm not sure what to do, but I'm going to try.

　The holy swords (miniaturized) pierced Mesias from all directions.

"You idiot!

　The blood that spattered was as if it had been spattered with blood.
　The spattering blood was like the petals of a falling flower.
　The first shot was barely protected by the warding magic, but such a fragile thing was easily destroyed.

　Eventually the screams stopped, and Mesias' body slowly collapsed.

How's that for my art?

　I said to Messaias, who was lying on the floor with his eyes wide open.