The first thing I did was to fire the magic of the "fireball" at the golem on the right side of the enemy sorcerer.

　Fire on wood is an easy idea, but the classic method is regarded as the royal road because it has been used so many times since ancient times to great effect.

　The fact that wood is flammable does not change.　
　When I fire a fireball, it hits the wood golem with flying colors.
　However, it didn't just flare up.
　I can't help but click my tongue.


"Hey, are you at least using a fireproofing system?


　That complicated technique seemed to have been used to increase their resistance to fire.

'It's not like it was needlessly complicated.

　When I say it's a job well done, I mean it's a job well done.
Thank you for the compliment.
　And then he fired his fireball magic.

　Of course, I'm just a free person, so I wasn't equipped with any resistance to flames, lightning, or ice.

　If you eat it, you will surely suffer massive damage.

　--This is the case if you eat it.

　I put up the "barrier" without chanting and flew straight into the bosom of the wood golem.
　If it's given fire resistance, then you can burn it after the technique is erased.
　That was my plan.
　I unleash the Tornado magic.

　The spiral vortex released from my palm became a blade of wind and cut through the surface skin of the Wood Golem.

　It would have lost its fire resistance with this. Judging that, I released the fireball again.
　Sure enough, the wood golem burst into flames in an interesting way.

　It was the sad nature of an inorganic creature that it literally became a fireball, but it still didn't stop working.

　It rushed at me, engulfed in flames.
　Of course, I didn't want to force myself to commit suicide.
　In a moment's notice, I cast the magic of "Transference" and dashingly dodged it.

　Although I hadn't calculated it, the Wood Golem that turned into a mass of flames collapsed on the spot and took the form of blocking the corridor.

　This might buy us a little time until the reinforcements arrived.
　It was an uncalculated event, but I'm not proud of it.
　I immediately turn my attention to the other golem.
　The other golem seems to be made of mud.

''Another classic golem.

　Golems are essentially humanoid, inorganic creatures made of mud.

　In a previous life, they were imaginary magical creatures that were considered to be products of the Kabbalah's mystic arts, but in this world, they were realistic weapons that anyone from sorcerers to alchemists could manufacture.

　Golems in the previous life were said to have been made of mud, and there are parallels to that lore in this world as well.

　The basic form of the golem was mud.

　A golem made of mud is said to be a mud golem, but the word "golem" has no name and basically refers to one made of mud.

　It was such a commonplace material.
　However, because it is so commonplace, the feature of the mad golem is also profound.
　As mentioned above, the strength of the golem changes drastically depending on its creator.

　If my former boss, Cephiro, makes it with great care, he will be able to make one that can stall a group of knights, and if a novice sorcerer makes it, he can make a wooden doll that can't even draw a cup of tea.

　Of course, this is the golem of the sorcerer who made the magnificent wood golem I mentioned earlier.
　The possibility of a wooden doll is very low.
　You should be prepared to hit it.
　I'm reminded of something Sephiro said to me once.

"Listen, Ike," he said. The Mad Golem is the basis of the basic form of the golem. It can be the strongest Golem, or the weakest, depending on its creator. However, even the most powerful mad golem has a weakness.

　The weakness of the Mad Golem is that without exception it has a crystal stone at the center of its body that serves as its core.

　In other words, if you break it, the Mad Golem will stop its activities.

　However, on the contrary.

The golem will not stop its advance until its crystals are destroyed, though.

　That was also Cephiro's words.

　In fact, the Mad Golem hadn't taken any damage apparently, even after eating my fireball.

　In other words, it looks like I'll have to change my fighting style.
　I gave up my fire-based magic and cast an ice-based magic.


《Ice Lance (Ice Lance).　


　I raise my arm vertically.
　As I watch, my arm is enveloped in blue magic and is filled with cold air.
　In the blink of an eye, the temperature around me drops, and a white breath escapes from my mouth.
　I release the cold air entangled in my arms.

　As an icy throwing spear--.

　The spear of cold air that I threw out heads straight for the golem's feet.
　And then it pierces the doll's feet made of mud.

　I couldn't destroy the golem's leg with the spear itself, but I was able to freeze the golem's leg.

　The golem tried to move forward, but it couldn't move the leg forward.
　However, the golem still moved forward to obey the Lord's command.
　It didn't try to stop walking to kill me.

　The golem's legs.
Snap.
　and shredded it with a sound.

　Even though the golem lost its right leg from the knee down, it did not stop advancing.
　Then, the next step is to aim at the left leg and unleash the magic of the "Ice Spear".
　The golem stopped moving forward for a moment, but it still started moving forward again just like before.
　This time he tore off his left leg by himself and began to move forward with only his arms.
　I'm not going to stop advancing if I don't freeze my entire body in this state.
　That's how I felt, and I began chanting my magic.
　The magic I chant is the same magic of the Ice Spear as before.
　However, this time it's not just one.
　I'm going to make countless spears materialize in this world.
　I'd like to say 100 spears, but I'm guessing it's about 10 right now.

　However, even that was enough to freeze a whole golem, and the extra spears were enough to keep the enemy sorcerer in check.

　Some of the ten spears I fired hit the golem and succeeded in freezing it in place.

　The rest of the spears hit the enemy sorcerer, but they only hit him.
　He couldn't freeze it like a golem.
　The enemy is also a medium-sized one.

　However, while I was defending against the ice spear, I flew into the bosom of the golem and succeeded in destroying the mad golem that had become an ice sculpture.

　When I touched the frozen golem, I unleashed my 《Shock》 magic.
　The golem, which had become a block of ice, scattered into four pieces.
　Ice chunks scattered in the area.
　The shattered mud doll dances like powdered snow and shines like diamond dust.
　Although it was in the middle of a battle, it was a beautiful sight to behold.

　But it was only for a moment, and unless I defeated the sorcerer in front of me, I couldn't catch my breath.

　Knowing that, I responded instantly.
　I started chanting magic.
　Lower-grade magic such as [Fireball] and [Ice Spear] wouldn't work on this man.
　I had already confirmed that.
　If that's the case, would it be better to defeat him with a higher level of magic?
　Of course, it would be possible to turn it into dust if you used a forbidden grade magic.
　However, it was unwilling to do so.
　I'm not going to say that I'm going to get rid of the murderer, and I don't have any intention to say that I'm going to get away with it.
　I'm not sure I'll be able to find a way to get out of it.
　It's a good thing that you're able to get your hands on the same thing.
　You can't say you're recapturing it until you bring it back.
　You can't just get it back.
　I've learned a lot about this, and I said to her, "Alistair-dono, please help me.
　Alistair-dono, I would like your cooperation.

　I will
"I found the seal of state in the treasury and ordered Alistair to retrieve it as soon as he emerged.
　As if to exploit the sorcerer's gap--.

　The sorcerer shouts in surprise at the blonde beauty who suddenly emerges from the treasure room.

''W-well, cowardly, it's two people!

　This is a war, cowardice and shit, that's what I wanted to say, and it's not the kind of thing that should be said by a man who has been trying to kill two golems in the first place.

　Without hesitation, the two of them pounced on the sorcerer.
　Alistair nailed the wooden stick that gave him magic power.


　The unique sound of the magic-impregnated weapon slices through the sky with a buzz.


　The sorcerer avoids Alistair's slash with a brilliant step.　
　This sorcerer, it seems that he is not only skilled in magic power, but also in movement.
　Otherwise, it wouldn't be fun.
　I also grant an enhancement system (buff) magic that increases my physical abilities.
　Granting magic power to my fists, I also joined in the close combat.
　Alistair's slashes and my fists attack the sorcerer one after another.
　The sorcerer dodges them.
　He bends his upper body, creates barriers with magic, and plays with us in transition.
　It was like an acrobat.

It's not a bad idea. How can a magician be so versatile?

　Carossa, the pirate I fought before, Varick, the court mage, all of them were uniformly skilled in the martial arts as well.

　I thought that many sorcerers and others were scholarly crumblers who shut themselves up in their laboratories and spent their time studying magic, but why are all the sorcerers who face me so formidable?

　I can only assume that I was born with such a fate.

''My daily behavior isn't bad, though.

　I shook my fist as I spoke those unscientific words.
　My fist doesn't pierce him, but slams into the hallway of the palace.
　The walls are cracked and a large hole is drilled in them.
　Even the sorcerer sees this and complains.

''Your life could be in danger from a blow like this.

Then I recommend you surrender. I don't want to take my life, but I'm not going to go easy on you anymore.

'This is tame?　I see, that says a lot about your capacity as a magician. Frankly, it gives me chills.

Thank you for the compliment.

　I said and glanced at the ground, not at the sorcerer.
　It wouldn't be a bad idea to keep the fight going.
　This is a two-man team.
　The other side will always be at a disadvantage, no matter how vain they are.
　As proof of this, he was already breathing on his shoulder.

　If we continue to fight, we will eventually be able to render him unable to fight, but that would take too long.

　If he looked, he could see the guards from a distance.
　The sooner we get this over with, the better.
　That's why I punched the ground as hard as I could.
　Alistair and the enemy magicians were watching the situation.

　For a moment, I had a look on my face as if I wondered what this man was doing, but he seemed to have quickly figured out my intentions.

　The floor of the cobblestone palace has a large hole in it and dust is flying around.
　In short, I used it as a distraction.
　Alistair rushes closer to me.
　After confirming this, I further envelop the surroundings in darkness with the magic of the "thick fog (fog)".

''Ic-dono, you're going to take advantage of this poor visibility to escape?

　Alistair asked that, but I shook my head.

It's a good idea, but I want to disable this sorcerer here and now. You can't know what a sorcerer will do to you as long as he or she is breathing.

　I don't want to be tracked if I'm leaving King's Landing.
　I'm not going to leave any traces behind.

　It's a good thing that you've gotten the seal, but you don't want to be surrounded by enemy soldiers at the last minute.

　In fact, the sorcerer is shouting loudly, ''It's useless, bandit!

''It's useless, bandit!　It's true that I can't see you now, but I can feel your magic power very keenly. Even if you flee from this place, I will definitely trace that magic power and capture you within this royal city.

　It doesn't seem to be a sore loser.

　In fact, if you've been engaged in a battle to this point, and you've experienced my magic, you should be able to do that easily.

　If that's the case, it's still the only way to beat him.
　That's what I thought, and I run to the bosom of the guy.
　I'm going to be the one to bring the magic-filled right hand into the face of the guy.
　He catches it with both hands.
　Both of his hands are also filled with magical power.

It's useless. Your fists can't reach me.

'That's a cool line. It's like a character in a story.

I hope you're right. For future generations, I hope I'll be remembered as the hero who defeated the Demon King's army.

That will depend on what happens in the future, I suppose, but I do have one question to ask.

'What?　I can tell you anything but state secrets. You and I are fist-to-fist.

　The sorcerer in front of me was apparently the type of guy who could understand a story.
　I didn't dislike this type of man.

　The General Eingoed, whom I just met, and this Regis seems to have a pretty good group of people.

　Once again, I confirmed this and asked him.

'My fists are filled with magic, but not with killing intent. That's why you think you can't defeat me.

I couldn't agree more. What you need to do is to be ready to kill your enemies. At this rate, you will have a hard time in the future.

My former boss often tells me a similar thing. By the way, which do you think is stronger, a fist with magic imparted to it or a fist with killing intent?

　The sorcerer answers my question with action.

　He chuckles and brushes away my fist, and shoots a blow that is filled with magic power, just like I did earlier.

　That fist clearly had a killing intent in it.

''The answer is, 'A fist filled with both killing intent and magical power!

　The man hit me as hard as he could, as he had said before, but I also took his blow with both hands.
　Then he took the impact with his whole body and said

'Too bad, that was incorrect.'

　When he had said that, he continued, "The answer is a 'kick' that grants magic power.

''The answer is a 'kick' that grants magical power. The kick is three times as powerful as a fist.

　I jam a kick into his empty belly.


"Gfft.


　The sorcerer let out such a line with a blood feud.
　I couldn't hear any more dialogue as I lost consciousness in an instant.
　The sorcerer crumpled to the ground and was convulsing.
　He wouldn't die, but he wouldn't be able to eat satisfactorily for a few weeks.
　When he saw that, he held Alistair in his arms and put his feet on the edge of the window.

''Well, Alistair-dono, I'm going to jump down from here and escape, but do you have the national seal in question intact?

　Alistair nodded widely and took out a leather bag from his pocket.
　There was indeed a national seal inside it.

''Even if I have to give up this life, I will not give up this one. I'm determined to deliver it to His Majesty, even if it means becoming an immortal. Therefore, Lord Ike, if I should die along the way, please revive me as an undead.

That's quite a commitment, but I beg you to deliver the Great Seal to His Majesty alive.

　I returned it and sashayed out the window.
　Of course, I controlled gravity through magic to minimize the impact.

　The garden of the Palace of Liesus was ridiculously large, but I used my 《Flying》 magic in every direction with her in my arms and pushed through the royal garden.