One day, Ars's condition was well on its way to recovery. However, he was fully healed before he woke up, so to be precise, it was a few days after the troublesome visitation had been settled.

　Ars was strolling around the base, rolling his eyes at the former cave that had changed so much. Thanks to Flynn, there is almost no muscular deterioration, but you still feel a loss of a few tenths of a second in the transmission of physical movement.
　So, on this day, he had started training in the base early in the morning to rehabilitate himself.


　The number of mages surrounding us was increasing day by day. The only ones who responded to the heated cheering were Ars and Loki, followed by Ilyce, who only occasionally entered the fray, but the intensity of the battle was so fierce that you could not believe your eyes as Ars got closer to his real strength.

　The addition of Letty on the day of rehab, as expected of Arus, sometimes pissed him off, but these days it's becoming a good exercise to work up a sweat.
　In the beginning, the defense of this base was handled by a single wizard from each country, but with a word from Ars, Ilyce's restraints were released and she was free to go.

　She, too, had bought the role of lightly relieving her body after Loki, in order to leave this base tomorrow. Ilyce joins her with enthusiasm, flapping her large robe. The way she was treated at her base had changed dramatically with each training session with Ars.
　Not a few people who were as good as even a single mage, regardless of their rankings, would look up to her with respect.


　Basically, she didn't use high-ranking magic that targeted a wide area, and her main limitation was melee combat, but the battle between Ars and Ilyce still greatly enthralled the audience.


　Satisfied with the sensation of being moderately warmed up and returning to his true form, Ars wipes the pleasant sweat on his forehead with his sleeve.

''Huh, as expected, if you do it every day, you'll come back fast.......!
'There's more to come, kid!

　Ilyce, who was wrapped in a red robe and filled with a fearless smile, powerfully emitted the magic formula engraved on her arm as if to say it was just the beginning.

　It's not just a matter of time before you get to the point where you can get your hands on it.

　Of course, the wizards who were just watching couldn't ignore it, and they hurriedly constructed their own barriers as if they were working together.
　However, just before the tsunami hit the barrier, it instantly turned into an ice statue.
　There was no doubt that it was the [Permanent Freezing Realm 《Nibbleheim》] released by Ars.

　Pulling out the AWR that he stabbed while dumbfounded, Ars cowered his shoulders and signaled the end.
　There's nothing wrong with Ilyce joining in, but she gets on a roll at the last minute.

　She's gleefully trying to wreak havoc, and it's too much to handle - though she's probably even anticipating it.


　He exhales like white smoke into the dewy air and lets an extra shot return to the magical residue.
　I just stop moving as the steam rises from my warmed body and my temperature drops. That's what the morning of the outside world is like, an extreme and unknown cold for those living inside.

　Even the chilly, bottomless air is comfortable now.

　But as a good example of how things don't work out so well, here were some wizards who were the equivalent of Ars and Ilyce.

''It took me a bit!

　Looking at the owner of the voice, Ars let out a sigh in his chest, "I don't need to tell you. He may have just happened to pass by, but the sound and appearance of his childish voice and his temporary chest.
　The clothes that make you forget that you are even in the outside world, it looks as if you are going out.

　And the hem of the skirt that was spread out was covered with the splashes of magic that Ilyce had expressed.

　Under the not-so-strong sunshine, Fanon's eyebrows are drawn together while holding up a parasol.


''Oh, I'm sorry.''

　With the first voice, Ars apologizes because he doesn't want to get involved any more. At any rate, Fanon passes around here oddly enough for it to be coincidental during this training session.
　In short, he was probably looking for an opportunity to interrupt and make things difficult.

"If you're done with that, there's no need for singles ranking!

　He turns his parasol over his shoulder and walks effortlessly towards us, even in his high heeled shoes.
　Before I knew it, Loki was behind me, and I was standing tall to see what was going on, and the mages who were watching around me took their distance from the unworthy air.

　From Ars's point of view, he was only tangled up with a poor quality thug, but the trouble was that he wasn't just a small fry like a thug.

　I can tell that it would be a very pretty height if it weren't for the high heeled shoes as you get closer. As it stands, it's probably a little higher than Loki and Ilyce.

　She stopped a few steps away and closed her parasol and pointed its pointed end vigorously at Ars.

'Okay, you can only get on with it now. Know that you can't take any credit while I'm here!
... what?

　Loki, who is tugging at his sleeve behind him, draws his mouth close to say something.

'Al, why don't you just play along and leave?
It's the hardest thing I've ever done.

　Fanon's sullen wrinkles crease between his eyebrows even more as the two men speak in a whisper.

''Yeah, I guess I can't make any achievements-it's a shame.

　Loki can't help but laugh at the daikone-covered play. He was provoking her, but in words, this should have been the end of it.

'What, you want me to leave you alone? I wouldn't have had to let you join me if you said you were lonely from the start.'
...

　Ilyce was the one who did not show any hesitation in throwing the bomb into the ike.

''However, as expected, I don't want any more little girls!
Who is the little girl, Mr. Ilyce, and who is the little girl?

　Loki showed a reflexive tweak to the words he couldn't hear, but he couldn't give that much away. At least in this one, he takes pride in being mature. Loki's gaze locked on some of Fanon's, but if he could fool her with something like that, he wouldn't be in as much pain himself.

　As for Ilyce, I don't dare go into it because I don't see any elements other than a young girl.


　Noticing Loki's gaze, Fanon hid his chest area somehow with his parasol.

''Hmph........Yo, little girl.......old woman who looks like she crawled out of a coffin and called me a little girl for lack of a better word.......''
Or not, I thought you looked like you'd just recently finished suckling.
'You crappy old woman, look in the mirror before you tell me, yeah, yeah ... okay. I'll put you back in the casket again!
"Han, I say!　It brings that unnatural chest to the light of day.
Huh?

　There was no word of mercy for Ilyce, who was chasing after a snorting Fanon.

'Kukukuk, don't lick it, little girl. I'll show you the reality. What doesn't grow, doesn't grow!　It doesn't matter how much water you water the seedless bald spot, it will never sprout!

　The only people who could sense the conversation taking a strange turn were Ars and Loki, who were listening from a step away.
　Then he heard the sound of Ilyce's words that definitely went to the core of the complex.

　What sound, Ars muttered in a volume that only Loki could hear, "This is the first time I've ever heard the sound of an endure.
　In response, Loki smiled a twitchy smile, but didn't even respond to it. It's probably because she herself is not incomprehensible, either.
　But that doesn't mean I want to get involved.
　It's a good idea to be able to have a good idea of what you're looking for.

　But just after taking a step, he is stopped somewhere similar. It's like having a firm grip on a piece of clothing.
　If you turn around fearfully, Ilyce, who turns a fearless smile at Fanon, is clutching Ars's clothes without even a glance.

Where are you going? I'm about to punish the kid.
I'm not the one who has to deal with this.
"Don't say that, my friend. You're the top single person in the world, and you let the lowly ones get away with it, so you can continue to make this kind of mistake. You should at least hand it over to him.
"f*ck you, why should I, a man, have to deal with the reality of my breasts!

　Loki cowered at such spiteful words, "Uggh........" and for some reason, he cowered with a hurt face, as if he was hurt.

　Only Fanon would be able to handle such a travesty, and Ars saw something nasty on Ilyce's face. That was why she wanted to leave quickly.
　Because she was certain that she couldn't be as much of a joke as she thought she would be. Ilyce didn't know Fanon's street name, no matter how it was called [Testicle Crushing], it wasn't going to end peacefully.

　And as if to confirm this, a magic power that can be mistaken for murderous intent that can be seen as alien to the three of them gushes out beside them.

I don't know what to say.

　At Ars's words, Ilyce lightly sticks out her tongue as she scratches her cheek over her sleeve.
　He includes regret, wondering if it was too soon to release her restraints after all.

　The magic power is concocted and focused on the parasol.

'Why are singles so short-tempered nowadays!　It's a normal death toll.

　Loki looked accusingly at the whining Ilyce.

'If you feel that way, take responsibility and do something about it. Me and Al have morning checkups and things to do, so let's go.
You see. You better watch your step, or you're gonna get kicked out at last.

　Withdrawing his hand, Ars is left with nothing but futile advice.

'Oh, okay. Oh sure....let's do it....then!

　Ars and Loki evacuated as they heard the sound of an explosion behind them.


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