It was not a lukewarm shock that tore through the air. If it wasn't for the auxiliary technique that prevented the impact from spreading to the surroundings, the surroundings would have been empty long ago.

(d*mn!　I'm not kidding!　(The trajectory of the attack is monotonous, the output is easy to understand... but this speed and power, this is the power that one of the top corners of the demon world has...)

　Although Isis's physical attack was an easy to understand telephone punch, its power was something that even Iris's all-out protective barrier could not prevent at all.
　The start of the attack was easy to understand, so it was possible to avoid it, but it was quite tiring mentally to continue to avoid a fist that required one to be prepared for considerable damage if a blow was struck.

(..........What's that idiot doing in a mock battle!　You're not even using your most powerful magic attack and yet this is a disparity of strength that makes it impossible for you to fight a proper battle and you knew this would happen!

　Naturally, Alice knew that the current Iris would be no match for Isis even if she stood on her head. And knowing that, she dared to plan this mock battle. Then there must be some other intention there.

(Yonder, is it payback for the incident at the previous bar?　No, he's not the type to be afraid of such details, and even if he were to retaliate, he wouldn't do it this way...................then what is his aim?　(Even if the whole offensive and defensive process is over and a mock battle begins, it will only be beaten down by me easily - wait, that's what it is!

　For Iris, who knew Alice well, including her personality, it didn't take her long to realize her aim.
　And when Iris turned her gaze while avoiding Isis' fist........Alice smiled.

(....d*mn it, I thought I understood in my head that it wasn't so. I should have thought that it wouldn't be so............but it was, wasn't it?　(I was - you were 'proud'.)

　Iris bit her lip slightly and proceeded with her thoughts calmly while a frustrated expression appeared on her face.

(.........I understood that it was a borrowed power. The power that I now possess was given to me by Alice and not something I honed by myself.......but even so, I thought that having a powerful power was 'enough'. (If you have this much power, you don't need any more..............................it's too lazy to be lazy)

　While dodging the approaching fist with a single piece of paper, Iris looks straight at Isis.

(Yes, I'm just an ordinary person who happened to get a great deal of power by accident. (Yes, now I'm just an ordinary person who happened to get a lot of power by accident.　The power you don't own is nothing more than a security blanket..... My fangs, the tyrant, have fallen off while I was only conscious after I was dead.

　Yes, Iris had become conceited with the power she had gained without even realizing it herself. A physical body with the same physical ability as Alice's.......that was enough to make most of the world weak to Iris.
　That's why he stopped there. She had stopped growing up because she had had enough. In fact, she still hadn't even mastered unchained magic...because she didn't have to.
　And that was something that Alice, who called Iris her partner, could not overlook. She was even frustrated, wondering what she was stopping for and why she wasn't trying to climb up to where she was.

(...You want me to say this after this battle, don't you?　"Train me up" I'll tell you that!　I'll spit the words you want and rub your head on the ground!　But that's after the fight is over and now we have the best example in front of us!　(At best, let me scrape my feet and learn!

　And Iris saw Isis' fist approaching with a fierce smile.........................and she took it.



　As a result of imitating the physical strengthening that Isis was doing, Iris succeeded in catching Isis' fists. However, some fingers were bent in a different direction and blood was flowing out of her palms, but........

'.........Hahaha......I must have forgotten even this. I have always hated to lose. Losing without being able to exert myself was a humiliation that made me want to die. But this time I will accept that humiliation so that I can grow my fangs again.
U....um...yeah?
''Lord Isis, if it's not a nuisance, could you instruct me on how to operate my magic power at a later date?　I'm afraid we're not perfect at imitating them.
Well if it's okay with me I can always tell you, okay?
I'm grateful.

　After bowing lightly with that, Iris turned her gaze to Alice in the distance, annoyed that she was being made to dance on her palms for a bit.
　Then, as if aimed at, Alice's voice reached her by magic.

''Is it time for me to go? Then, finally, now let's have Isis-san attack you with her magic. Iris can defend or avoid it.''
Yeah, I'm going to have to learn how to do that.
"...Yeah?　I'm not sure I understand, but it's just that I'm not sure what I'm supposed to do... and I'm not sure what I'm supposed to do... but I'll get to it first. I'll fix it.

　Iris said and lightly held up her hand and Iris's hand, which should have been tattered, was restored to its original state. And while watching Isis float up into the sky with a fluffy look again, Iris smiled.

''Well it's a big world at all. No, this was a different world........''

　After muttering this to no one, he glanced at the huge staff in his hand - the apocalypse.

''O tyrant beast that sleeps in my heart, are you not so auspicious as to remain silent like this?　We'll scramble together.

　Hearing his voice, Iris's heart tool.....................her heart flashed just a little bit. It was as if she nodded........