Oh, Mr. Feffe, you're so young. It's a very sweet feeling.

　Her wrinkled voice was frayed, and her arm, like a dead branch, held a cane, also like a dead branch, to support the old woman.

'It's been a long time since I've relied on you, and I'm sure you'll take that boy's invitation as well. It's been years since I've had a ten-brum.

　I wobbled and sat down on a nearby root and one of my stretched eyebrows twitched up.

You're going to dodge that too? It's just dazzling to be young.

　Miltria must have joined Tenbram as a helper simply out of interest. That's exactly what it is, a day of leisure that goes to bed early at night and wakes up early in the morning, and his beloved apprentice, Sisti, is also old now, but after all, apprentices are always cute.
　If asked to do so, he will say even a small word and accept the job.

　I'm sure you've been through many generational shifts before, but it's not enough for Miltria to feel her age.

　I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good idea of what I'm talking about.

　It's a good thing that you have a lot of experience in this area. I've had a few fights with the current Wurmleina family. Of course, as a soldier.

　It's a good thing that you're not an old man," he said.

I'm sure there are ways to capture the opponent's position even within the limitations of long-range magic.

　It's a very good idea to have a good idea of what you're looking for. I'm not sure if it's properly called technology.

It was a mistake to block the first attack.

　She took the measure of flicking rather than evading the wind arrows she fired at the place where Silsila was supposed to be. At that point, all of Miltria's magic was changed to a tracking system so that it would land on her.

　Originally, Miltria was a self-taught researcher who had honed her magic on her own. For a time, she was appointed as the head of magical research in the army, but she left the army early due to her old age when she had gained most of the necessary knowledge. After that, she lived quietly as someone who had studied the trajectory of magic, such as autonomous control.

　Even at her old age, she still has plenty of magic power, and even if it's just mid-grade magic, she can manifest more than a hundred at a time.
　It's a good idea to be able to use the same kind of magic as the rest of the team.

'Fefefe, this is the best position for you to be in. I'm also interested in the students that Sisti cares about.

　Just setting up this strategy is enough to make them interested in it. Even more so, if the opponent was the undefeated Umm Luyna, he would be too nervous for his age.

　In fact, the distance between Silsila and Miltria wasn't that far away. Furthermore, Silsila was not far from Tesfia either. The position of the three of them was surprisingly close to each other.

　However, it was unavoidable to think that Silsila was attacking from quite a distance, given her current overwhelming disadvantage. That's how varied the wind arrows were in both direction and speed.
　They continue to evade it without resting to the point where they can even lose sight of their own location if they're not good enough.

　Silsila couldn't even forcefully attack them. There was too much stuff to ignore, and if she played it because it was a low-powered magic, she would lose a few tenths of a second. It's a good idea to be able to have a good idea of what you're looking for.

　But even if you continue to evade, your destination will be blocked at a certain place. What Silsila felt after running away was the feeling of being trapped in a square like place. If she tried to retreat, a rain of arrows would rain down on her destination.

　She continued to be trapped by an invisible opponent.
　Normally, I'd like to get even a rough idea of the king's position. If possible, I wanted to settle the matter as soon as possible. He is completely blocked from his duties as a Knight 《Knight》.
　The growing frustration slightly derails the initial move.

''----!

　The arrow that snatched his shoulder was not only hard to see, but it was also added or subtracted before making him unable to fight - to ensure that his movement was restricted.
　A sharp pain ripped through his shoulder.
　He continued to look at the countless arrows that were instantly approaching and avoided them with a paperweight. However, the number of these arrows will only increase, and gradually they will also approach from other than the front.
　I'm going to have to say that I'm not going to be able to get the best out of it. I'm not going to be able to get it right.
　It was necessary to avoid several arrows even if you prepare your system. Even right after he flipped with only one hand, the arrows wouldn't let him rest.
　By the time I turned my head, it was right in front of me. It jumped backwards as if it had been played by a leg force that was comparable to the speed of the arrow.
　Even so, I had to tilt my head to completely avoid the arrow that never slowed down. After all, there was a few tenths of a second delay, and blood bled on her cheeks.

　Without resting, Silsila knocks down the arrows that are approaching behind her with her magic-wearing arms. But I'm still jittery.
　No matter how skilled a magician is, it is nearly impossible to cut through this number of arrows.

　This kind of exchange had been going on for more than five minutes. And roughly in Silsila's mind, this range was being constructed accurately in her brain. The magic power that enveloped the entire body all over with it. Expressing a counter-type magic.
　The magic that covers the surroundings like fog, 【Noble Lily】, originally belongs to the highest level of magic that covers a wide area.
　It instantly freezes anyone who moves, and the chain of events is traced back to the source from there.
　However, by limiting it to the surroundings only, like this time, the magic power consumed was reduced. Inevitably, the magic that fell in rank would fit within the regulations.

　The next one would be right.
　As was expected, faintly heard from the blind spot, relying on the sound of an arrow cracking along with the sound of cutting the wind of an arrow that shakes the eardrums, we avoided it. The use of [Dense Fog Instantaneous (Noble Lily)] is not its original effect, but to lose the blind spot by using it as one of the organs of perception. At the same time, the means of escaping from it is gradually becoming visible.
　However--.


(It's excellent. Have you gotten used to the fact that you're even adjusting your speed? They're beginning to see our intentions.

　Miltria still did not do anything heavy.
　If you compare the instructions she received to the strategy, you can fully understand its importance. No, it was probably not originally expected to be that important.

　However, the reality was that Miltria was capable of playing a role beyond what Tesfia and the others had envisioned.
　Therefore, Miltria had bought into keeping Silsila, the opponent's main force, in this place.

''I underestimated you a bit,''

　The two men were not within visual distance of each other. However, Miltria could see the other's movements in her hand by the arrows.

''Sisti is going to tell you that you won't be able to do the job you asked for if you wander around too much. It's been a long time since I've been in the mundane world, which, I'll show you that I'm not dull.''

　She taps her bent waist twice.
　The old woman reclines on her shoulder as if the cane she has brought with her is the only thing she has any use for, and the old woman lifts her withered hand as if she were begging for rain.

　Then a breeze dances across the ground as if the fallen leaves were dancing. It spirals around you, and a translucent wind gathers out of nowhere, like a ball of light wind.

　Miltria raises her palm and wiggles her fingers. The wind increases in intensity and dances madly.
　And then, suddenly, one finger, which had continued to move, is thrust out with a snap.

　The wind instantly squeezes itself to form countless arrows. The number of them exceeded 1,000.

This one is over there, this one is over there and that one is over there, which one is it?

　He flies the arrows into the air currents as if playing with them somewhere. This is the kind of thing he knows his pupil will hate, but it doesn't quell his buoyant emotions. It's as if he remembers his time teaching his beloved apprentice.

　There is no one in Tembram who can use long-range magic, the Archer, as well as her. Not to mention, accurately grasping the movements of the opponent and guiding their movements was a no-brainer from years of experience.

　Even so, Miltria was still showing an old woman's uncharacteristic liveliness in response to her first response in a long time.
　Tenbram itself is a strategy game between kings, but in her case, it is a one-on-one tactical game.

　She does her job admirably without being captured in sight by her opponent. The more skilled she is at moving them, the better she is at moving them. It was the years of experience that showed up as her moves.

　Finally, she flicks a single wind arrow with her finger.
　Then the tip of the arrow pointed to the heavens and was swallowed by the sky with great force.


　♢ ♢ ♢


　At the start of the Aristocrat's Ruling (Tembram), Froese was settled on a bench set up as a spectator's seat. In truth, he wasn't in the mood for it.
　Everything I could do was done perfectly, without missing a beat.

　The only thing left to do is to sit back and watch. The only trivial insurance is the pledge regarding the transfer of the heirloom treasured sword in my inner pocket.
　It is doubtful that this pledge will be of any use when the conditions have already been changed.

　Only the parties involved can be present in the specially set up audience seats. The other nobles were set up separately a short distance away.

　Their eyes were also serious as they looked at the virtual LCDs that displayed the progress of several games, including the status of the battle, around a round table like a terrace.

''Madam, tea........''
Yeah, thanks.

　With a familiar motion, Selva puts the tea on the table, as if to freshen up her whispered mood. She took a sip of the tea, which was adjusted sweeter than usual, and returned it to the saucer with a rare sound, as if to let the tension out.

　The same thing was served to Loki, who also took a sip and stared at the screen as she took a sip. She wouldn't even notice that she was feeling forward next to Froese.

'I wonder how things will turn out. I hope things go well.''
You'll be fine, Miss, no matter what.
'Another baseless thing...'
Foo-hoo, your wife had a stomachache. And I've been watching your daughter for many years and I think I have a good basis for it.

　Froese has known since he was a teenager that he would get away with saying good things when he lined up reasonably well against this butler.
　For some time now, I've been telling myself that I'm going to take advantage of that mouthpiece, but I also know that the old steward's premonition is strangely true.

　Loki's gaze, which had been listening to such an exchange from the side, turned away from the two of them.

　It wasn't intimidating, but a strange air of oppression was felt by everyone here.

'Totally. A child is a treasure, you know.''

　I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good idea of what I'm talking about. It's a good idea to be able to have a good time with them.

　It's a good idea to be able to have a good idea of what you're looking for.

''Oh, you're here too, Vizayst.''