Hi, hi, hi, hi, hi.
'There it is!
'Demons!

　The attendees are screaming and running away from the banquet hall.
　Even the gutless ministers and guards are so fearful of the demon-turned Tensing's greatness that they forget their duties and abandon their posts.
　On the other hand, the king's sense of responsibility is worthy of praise for staying here despite his half-heartedness.

I didn't think that Tenzen had sold his soul to a demon. Forgive me, Lord Magnus. It was just as you said. I am sorry to have aroused your suspicions.
Don't worry about it.

　The king's sincere apology was accepted by me.
　It was inevitable under the circumstances, and I'd rather give him credit for keeping his cool until the end (he didn't short-circuit me and order my arrest).

'Misha. Take your Majesty and step back to safety.
But Magnus...
You don't have a weapon now. If each of you loses sight of what each of you is capable of doing, will there be dire consequences for all of you?
"....!　Okay, okay. I'll protect the king, Magnus, you just focus on the battle!

　Misha follows my words and picks up the hunched-over king and moves him to a corner of the courtyard.
　Well, now I can focus on the fight against Tenzen-Delvembro.
　--I'm supposed to.

"...Eugene. Just in case you're wondering, what's that imitation?
Heh. It's obvious.

　I'm sure you'll be able to find a way to make the most out of your time with this one.
　In an attempt to instigate our fear, he pointed the cutting edge at me with an extraordinary display of his cutting edge.

It's a very good idea to be able to have a good idea of what to do with it.
'Shut up, baaaaaaaacah!　Not only did Tensing help me kill you, he also promised me half of Rakstad if I helped him take over the kingdom!　Aren't you jealous?　The beauty, the money, and the power will be at my mercy!
'Stupid, stupid, I knew you were stupid but you've fallen to the point where you've fallen, Eugene...'
What?　Magnus!　I don't like your pretentious attitude, these people have always been offended by it!

　Eugene pulled out the Flame Sword of the War and said, "Hee hee!　I'm not going to be able to get away with it.
I suppose they want to torture me, a wizard, in melee combat without giving me time to use my spells.

　I couldn't tolerate such a well-behaved man's slash, so I let him avoid it easily.
　At the same time, he also struck Eugene's side with his total mithril-made "Great Magic Wand", striking him hard on the side.

''Buh-eh.''

　Eugene screams like a pig's squeal and blows up.
　And then he's cowering, wincing in pain in a pathetic gesture, looking up at me like he's looking at something he can't believe.

　Surprised by what?
　I'm not much of a melee fighter, no doubt about it.
　But I'm a level 36 wizard.
　And the Fruit of Destrent has given me a full boost to all of my stats.
　A less-than-level 20-year-old wizard is no better than a level 20 wizard in terms of strength, speed, or perception.

Eugene. Are you getting tired of this, Eugene?

　I looked down at Eugene, who was still cowering, and said.
　I had been holding back all this time, but I couldn't help but say it.

　But to Eugene, it must have been an unacceptably humiliating line of dialogue.
　He immediately became agitated and jumped up and down.

"What's your problem, Magnus?　You better show them there's no better wizard than a brave man!

　He attacked me like a weak child in a fight, swinging his sword messily.
　Of course, it's not me who can't see through such things.
　I'm going to dodge them all and set them down with my cane each time.
　It's a way of fighting to show the difference in strength.
　However, Eugene's nappy is really disappointing, so he doesn't understand at all.

''Die!　Die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die, die!

　An unseemly, gumshoe attack.
　Moreover, Hilde's strengthening magic even flies in and buffs Eugene.
　The pain I've struck is also healed by the recovery magic.

You're not going to be able to get your hands on any of them.　This is the man who sold his soul to a demon, remember?
'I told you, didn't I?　God's will is so profound that it's beyond the reach of our human minds. It's the same with God's angel, Lord Tygon, who was chosen by Lord Tygon to be a brave man of destiny. Then, this seemingly foolish act of this person must surely have the thought of God's spirit, Lord Tygon, filled with recklessness. I will only support and serve him.
...fanatics.

　I couldn't help but spit it out.
　But this was tricky.
　No matter how hard I beat Eugene, no matter how much I stunned him, as long as Hilde's recovery magic was there, it made no sense at all. I'll be made to recover fully in no time.

''Nuh........''

　They make me gnash my teeth at how depressing they are everywhere.
　If it was just Eugene and Hilde, it wouldn't be a problem, but it's indeed impossible to fight Tenzen-Delvembro while being forever hindered by these guys.
　I was fed up, but--

Mr. Magnus!

　Then Aria's voice reached me.
　Wisely, she had left my side as soon as she smelled the commotion. It's not heartless or anything, it's a rational and wise decision, knowing that she's only an impediment to me. She really is the kind of woman I like.
　And Aria was beside the huge objects set up around the perimeter of the hall.
　They were gifts from all over the world, gifts of celebration. The giant objects were still covered with a white cloth.
　Aria peeled off one of the pieces.

　The one that came out from underneath - was Gladius.

　I'm not going to be able to get to the bottom of it.
　I scrutinized the and knew that Delvenbro would not die for free, and that Tenzen had sold his soul to a demon.
　I expected that he would probably mess with me at the timing of this dinner party (although the travesty of setting me up as Delbembro was indeed unexpected).
　So I had planted a gladius in the room, pretending it was a gift, and I had also made a number of suggestions to Aria, who accompanied me.

'Come on, Gladius!'

　The faithful battle golem in the form of a steel brown bear takes my orders and rushes right over.
　Then, he stands up to Eugene and makes sure he doesn't get in my way.
　He's utterly dependable!
　Now I can focus on the fight against Tenzen-Delvembro.

Tilt-ha-un-del-e-ren!
Fist shock.

　They stopped at each other from a distance, firing Thunder IV and Skill. A stabbing match.
　Even if we subtracted the still 4 level difference, I was still doing more damage with each shot than him.
　Thanks to full doping, my "magic power" value is actually equivalent to 42 levels, and the 73% increase in power from the Great Magic Wand is a huge boon. More importantly, it's a good thing that it's a weak attribute.

　On the other hand, every time I fire a shot, my MP goes down. I had to take out the Mana Potion every time I fired a shot to restore it. When the dinner was over, the party would begin, and I could not wait to get back to work.

　No, I'm not ready for MP.
It's because as long as you drink the mana potion, you can get away with it. It's a very expensive piece of equipment, but I'm not worried about money at all.
　The problem is the HP.
　We delicate humans are not like those demons who have literally an order of magnitude more HP than the rest of us. If we continue to simply hit and hit and hit, we will never win. The last one standing was Tenzen.

　Of course, I have the HP-restoring potions and hypotonus, too.
　However, potions that restore HP are usually less efficient than potions that restore MP. In the 30-40 level battle dimension, drinking each and every one of these potions will not be able to keep up with the amount of damage you're taking.

　At last, you should use your own hands to do what you want--
　Just as I was about to do just that.
　The war situation had changed dramatically.
　And it was in a direction I did not want to go.
　Suddenly Hilde shouted, "Don't resist, Mr. Magnus!

'Don't resist, Mr. Magnus. If my girlfriend's life is at stake!

　While I was forced to focus on the fight with Tenzen, Hilde had crept up to Aria.
　She was ready to strangle Aria's slender neck with her brutal hands.

'That's as far as you're going to go, outsider!
'I will. And the way I go is the way of God. Will you correct me?
"Shut up, outsider!

　I cursed in pain, but it didn't seem to get through to the insensitive fanatic that was Hilde.
　Such a despicable attitude of Hilde made Misha furious.

'Get your hands off Aria, Konoyaro Oooh!

　Misha, who has an intuitive streak, forgot the king's guards and ran towards Hilde and the others.
　However, a group of kinsmen knights, led by Tenzen, stood there.
　Renchu also revealed himself.
　Like Tenzen, they turned into monsters one after another as those who had sold their souls to demons.
　Their level was what I would call 10 strong?
　Misha should be far stronger than him, but he was outnumbered and had no weapons or armor.
　It was as if they couldn't stand up to it, and they were immediately surrounded and unable to resist.
　The demons tortured me as if they were playing with me, not letting me live and not killing me.

''I've thought for a long time, Misha-san is really a silly person, isn't she?
Hilde. You devil!
"There's my goodness!　I've been using all the colors on my brave master and I've always disliked you!
When am I ever gonna be in Eugene?
'Ho-ho-ho-ho!

　Hilde looked down at Misha, who was strong while being tortured by the demons, and laughed high in amusement and pain.
　And Eugene, who was convinced of their victory, stood up here and there with a rush of excitement.

''I'm getting aroused!

Eugene uses a foul skill, Armor Awakening, which is exclusive to brave men.
　The Flame Sword of War, which he possesses, is even more powerful than ever before.

　I later learned that the Flame Sword of the War is an inscribed sword made by Bazelfr.
　It's the work that Bazelfr had forged for Tenzen, when he was young and lowly, but loyal and idealistic to Rakstad, sensing the sincerity of such a brave knight.
　Hence, it had the ability to withstand the recklessness of the Armor Awakening with ease.

''Don't move, Magnus!　If you move, that little girl is going to die, yeah!

　With a sword of fiery fire, a breathless Eugene approaches to strike me down.
　In his path - the faithful Gladius stood before me.
　I couldn't help but close my eyes.

'Get out of the way, bear aaaaahhhh!

　Eugene slammed his sword of fierce fire into Gladius.
　Its power was comparable to a vanguard position in the high level 20s without any price tag.

　I was only with him for a short time, but Gradius was a really reliable partner.
　But even in that short period of time, my ''level'' had risen at an accelerated rate.
　Even so, Gladius remained silent and managed to keep up with me in the dimension of battle.
　He protected me from fist-blowing in my first battle with the Fistful General in Delvenbro's Demon Castle on more than one occasion.
　But the damage from those battles hadn't been fully repaired.
　Even a master craftsman such as Bazelluf had a limit to what he could do in the five days before the dinner party.

　The result--.
　My partner was smashed to pieces, protecting me from Eugene's fiery sword.

　.........
　............................
　 ...........................

'Mr Magnus!　Don't worry about me, you know. Please fight me!
Eugene!　Hilde!　You guys aren't ashamed to go that far!

　I can hear Aria's pleading, Misha's accusations.

　. . .........
　.................... .........
　....................

　Enough.
　All right, Eugene. Hilde.

　I am the Wizard.
　Our founder, Lester, once gave us a series of words to help usher in the next generation.

"Thou shalt not be angry.
Anger makes you lose your cool. I will put you out of your misery.
Above all, anger is a sign of immaturity. You will be ashamed.

　I've been living by this golden rule for a long time.
　I never got angry with Eugene and his friends, no matter how much they hurt me.
　I never got angry.

　But that's enough.
　I understand now.

　I'm still... and I'm not ready...