Isekai Mahou wa Okureteru!

Rising sand and dust flows by the wind. When the sand and dust that was sweeping around cleared, there was Graziella, looking down at him with the look of Elliot, who was pounding his knees on the ground and gasping with a rugged look, and the expression of much less enthusiasm and interest than earlier.

In the end, the end of the battle turned out as expected: the victory of Graziella.

Graziella pays for her hair and reassembles her arms.

"... you just said so-so. He's highly skilled at battle, but he seems to think Astel's brave men are better at it."

Graziella praises the fact that she fought with Trinity in Astel, superimposed with the current battle, or often with her face. I guess Elliot felt humiliated when he saw her stand up like she wouldn't even put it on her teeth when she put her arms together. I can see him keeping his armor together, but shaking his fist with a firm grip.

Graziella turned to Elliot with a drink prepared by her squire.

"It's a promise. Until the case is solved, you will follow what I say."

"Ku......"

"Or do you say you don't like what would also be a brave man over this period?

"... ok"

It was a provocative statement, but Elliot accepts Graziella's words. But the face was bitter, unrelated to pleasure.

Elliot vanishes his armor and shield and rises. Running over Krista leans next to him for an opinion, but it seems Elliot isn't willing to overturn what he decided to do once. He also shook his head and said to Krista, who was obsessed.

And Graziella's consciousness turned to Shuiming. Sharply narrows the eye of the slit length and looks to it.

Then you're next.

In this swordswallowing situation, Shuiming will not re-poke her knee either. Take your gaze straight.

"I'd like to refuse to do anything rough?

"You have no right of veto. Go down to my gates or resist."

Fermenia cried out to Graziella, who had appropriated the demands of Shuiming with a powerful narrative.

"Her Royal Highness Princess Graziella, please wait. Isn't that just tyranny? I take His Majesty's life, and I am here."

"Does that mean this man is a guest of His Majesty's?"

"Exactly. So."

"So if it passes, where do you want to sue me? You think that would work for a threat like that?

"Oh, that's..."

"What, you don't have to worry about that. We're just gonna make some tough moves."

I guess the idea is that Graziella doesn't matter, as long as she stays in a state of force to obey. Even if Fermenia might try to sue Armadiyaus, she doesn't have the slightest amount of dust.

Shuiming walks forward while the two gaze at each other.

"I'm sorry, but I need you to step back"

"But now Lord Swimei..."

"Whatever you say, you're not going to hear me. Ah. There's a thirst in my eyes."

Shuiming squeaks his jaw like he tells him to take a look. Following that word, Fermenia turned her gaze toward Graziella,

"In the eyes of Her Royal Highness Princess Graziella, thirst......?

Fermenia spills words in surprise. She doesn't seem to know, but what you see in those blue eyes is yes, thirst. Of those who pursue the struggle, rather than thrills, human beings who seek things like thrills, eyes fascinated by the battle.

When Mizumi goes on and on knowing it, she smiles as disgustingly as Graziella was tired of waiting.

"Looks like you're motivated."

"Absolutely not."

Elliot, who was falling back with Krista, turns to a strange look when Xing pays off his ridden voice with a frightened voice.

"Hey you sure..."

I was wondering if the injury was healing. Besides, Shuiming threw up with a true bitter mouthfeel.

"It's all about you, it's all about this one, it hasn't happened since I got here at all."

That's what I said, waving my hand around, and I go forward.

Graziella, on the other hand, is wielding fierce signs in such a way that she is already ready. In the meantime, she suddenly turned her gaze to do the same.

"I don't know."

"What is it?

"It is decided. Face."

Is that a clear provocation? That's how Graziella received the attitude, leaking a painful inclusive laugh as Shuiming stuck to her expression.

"Damn it, don't be offended. Sure, there's no hua, but the market has decided that people like you are cautious. - Besides, depending on what you do, you may be comparable to Twelve Yukie."

I can put a blade in my eyes that also stares at Shuiming for remarks that have gone from laughing to turning to sharp voices. They're not insulted by anything else. If Liliana was one of those twelve Yukies, so she does step on it at that point that Shuiming is fighting Liliana, then naturally she also changed her attitude to alert.

"It's late to ask, but I hear you caught up with the killer in the case, didn't you?

"Come on, I don't know who said that, but you don't remember yourself"

"We're talking about the killer being Liliana Zandaik."

"Sure, that girl was there, but I'm not sure if she was the killer"

"No certainty, you say something different, don't you? You were on the scene then, didn't you?

Graziella questions the relaxed tone of Mizumi with crushing force. The surrounding space presses on as though it has gained weight, but Shuiming often responds with a cool face without the wind he cares about.

"Well, that night was a vague memory."

"Are you just going to spare me?

"... hmm"

"Mm...?

- Oh, come on. - This octopus.

Sumida thumbs down to hell with Graziella as she searches. When I responded by blowing my consideration of the tone, my surroundings wandered into obscurity. Fermenia is stunned, and people hear angry voices, but it's not what they found out. With the secret of Liliana, prying is all that stands in the way.

And the fact that I'm trying to get this information out means I guess I haven't grabbed Liliana's footsteps or important information either. It can be seen that the only reason to follow is because the impatience is at its roots.

Graziella, hearing the rumblings of Mizuming, laughed hypertensively,

"... well, that's your nature. You're guilty of disrespect, aren't you?

"I don't know! I can arrest you. Try being a monster!

"Ha! Didn't I tell you!

Graziella suddenly approaches, keeping the momentum of the words she uttered. It's different from when Elliot hit, and the first hand seems to be going to attack him with martial arts.

Shuiming squirts his protruding fist, and when he overtakes the upper kick with his arm, he flips on the spot and releases a spinning kick towards Graziella's head. When the gauntlet is turned on the defense and taken, it retreats without putting in a chase.

Even in the meantime, Graziella does not rest her hands and comes after her with her fists rolled out.

"Come on!"

"What's up? The motion's warm, huh?

He tells me. But as the saying goes, I do lack the smoothness of my movements right now. Astral body wear prevents you from moving as much as you think, even if your body is not injured.

Melee battles are full of hands because they deflect.

"It's a good thing. But..."

Graziella falls back. The identity of the movement is irrespective.

"- It's dirt! Thou shalt dwell in it the radiance of the devil, the rubble! Strike my enemies between blinks! Stone Iridescence"

As the words end, amorphous minerals like opals appear in hollow. The mineral masses that receive sunlight and magic light fly with a rainbow-like brilliance due to the playful effect inside, letting the light dwell in mystery and strike this eye. Lights of varying wavelengths at momentary moments are strong, and those who are vulnerable to irritation will cause seizures of cramps.

A rock mass that fully carries the effect of a bad eye easily confuses the opponent, but this one is a magician, even if it rots. Expand the magic of defense with your eyes narrowed to outweigh the glare.

(- Secandum excipio!)

(- Second wall, local expansion!)

The flying rock mass was cut off by a golden magic formation. Graziella still blinds herself to seeing something rare. but immediately undo his expression,

"... well, doesn't it work"

Even if I find it ineffective, the extra color still floats in Graziella's expression. Winds such as magic, the construction of a surgical ceremony and other mysterious parts have not yet reached the bottom. Probably in that standout. In its appearance, where there is no sweat, there is a capacity to perform double chanting and multiple exercises. Isn't the name of the empire's most powerful wizard Dada?

But...

(By virtue of the local attributes...)

To the bitterness that has now spread in his mouth, Shuiming distorts his face. Previously on Intel and fighting Elliot I knew, but I couldn't stop groaning like that.

Naturally, it has the greatest mass and hardness compared to that produced by magic belonging to the earth, which involves the other four or five major attributes. Sand, soil, rocks, minerals, etc. are the main ones, so they resonate more directly with the defense.

Regardless, if you knit with magic or technique, you can defend it with the surgical defense of the second wall or the physical defense of the first wall if you raised the ground, but the magic of the earthly attributes can be a big impact even with simple technique. The damage around you doesn't make you an idiot, and above all, in this state where it's hard to move around, there's nothing more to say than it depends.

When it comes to what you can do, is it about taking care of the extra look?

"Are you sure? If you're using all that flashy magic, you're hurting the city a lot, right?

"Do you mind? This neighborhood is full of rich people. It doesn't resonate with their nostalgia where it's slightly broken. So you won't be shy, either, will you?

"... you're telling me to break it"

"I'm sorry my empire has grown wider."

It is not the word of the noble to destroy the place where the nobles live. I can't read anything from that complexion by looking at the expression, and I'm not sure what the voice word contains. But I only knew very well that the shaking of that hand would not pass.

Also, Graziella is imminent. But now it's changed by hitting it earlier, light footwork, no -

"Ha, fast!

It was Fermenia who shouted. You must have been surprised to see Graziella move. The woman wizard in front of her is trying to delude this one by turning a feint with her right and left on the movement. But its travel distance and speed are not normal.

"Soil magic."

"That's right! It's not enough to compliment him on what he's seen."

I'm probably in a position to jump in with one leg, misleading my sense of distance here. But I don't want to be underestimated by a magician. roughly measure Graziella's position. And

- Pattin.

Shuiming snarls his fingers.

"Ku - "

In the middle of the footwork, Graziella stomps on the air that she could play in front of her. And the magical effects of the missile didn't just stop, and Graziella cursed whether the shock had been transmitted to her head or body.

Seeing that gap, Shuiming strikes once and for all. Take an uninterrupted finger snap against Graziella and express the magic of the missile in a row. To the storm of explosions from all sides, the magic of defense is irrespective of time and Graziella is forced to use her arms to defend herself. Took a long distance.

"Gu, you, unchanging and magical...!

But the magic of the missile alone couldn't cut it off. I try to prepare the next sorcery, but because I am assigning magic to the recovery of sequelae, the construction of sorcery lags behind.

(Shit -)

Graziella in the distance begins to whine about something as she sins in her heart. Spell chant. Still conclusive with the magic of earthly attributes, paying attention to the changes around them. Read the earth's tremors as a precursor to the ground's protuberance and evade them immediately.

She then smashes the ground she pokes up, thereby ejecting countless debris bullets. Injection of rock masses from multiple directions. But Shuiming outweighs it, too.

"- Then how about this "

Graziella screamed that way and flipped her coat of armaments.

"- I beg. I flew in from the other side, and I couldn't see him. My call diverts the world from cotton (epilepsy) and inseparable rhythm (proverb), and becomes a force to jump over any rhythm - open it! Devigi Connecti!"

"Yes, many times the same kind of magic will come through - what "

The end of evil turns into an unexpected and surprising voice. I detect the earlier disagreement with the magic of Graziella and summon my senses to identify them.

- I can't magically feel the element intervening.

The moment I realized the difference, some areas of the sky became obscure. From there, a huge mass of rock suddenly emerges, and Shuiming takes it by the second wall.

But for some reason, defensive magic doesn't interfere. On a huge mass, the walls of the Golden Fortress scream. Carefully, they're magically putting their strength from the top, but as it were...

"Chi..."

"Lord Swimey."

He did not deviate and turned away, but some blurred his body. The impact causes the body to bounce off.

The boulders crush the corner of the square with the roar and roll up the dust smoke, while the water is bounced by a huge mass, forcing them to fly at low altitudes that are not in keeping with their intentions.

And manipulate the event in order to quickly regain position. If you are a mage with some power, you can manipulate the event just by imagining it without having to pinch an act such as chanting in between. It is a useful technique in contending situations, although it is limited to the monotonous and simple.

What I imagine is who I am pulled by big hands. As soon as he was on his way, Shuiming's body flew unnaturally to the side and landed in the safety zone, as he was caught by invisible forces. Immediately after a move that ignored gravity as if, as I recall, pain ran all over my body.

"Yikes..."

"Did you scratch it? Well, that's about it."

Though he frowned at the strange movement of Mizumi, Graziella doesn't seem particularly concerned. Unlike the magicians in Ichii, they have a measure to tolerate the unbelievable.

Meanwhile, Krista and Elliot moaned when they saw the magic Graziella had used.

"Oh no, what a size..."

"What are you thinking about using such magic in a place like this?"

Each thing is different to say, but what we have in common is that we were both surprised by the magic. Appears a rock mass that is huge enough to close your eyes and smashes your opponent.

But - and Shuiming rapidly rotates his head as he stands by for the gold fortress. Naturally, against the magic used by Graziella. The current magic was contrary to the logic that "all the magic systems of this world cannot be made without the intervention of the elements". What is the magic now? The surgical defense made no sense at all, even though it should not be an element intervening or a physical attack derived from the earth.

It recalls exactly what happened just a few minutes ago. discomfort and the boundaries of the obscured universe. The manifestation of too huge a mass was too early out of the ordinary orbit. And I just stumbled upon it.

"- Right. You're using that magic, the embroidery on the lining of your coat, right?

"- Hmm?"

Her eyes changed sharply as Mitsui's wise eyes shot out Graziella's magic.

"That sounds funny, let me hear it"

Contrary to the words, the expression looks like a serious face Graziella that doesn't seem interesting. To the pitiful face of not missing out on every word of it, Shuiming speaks in a vicious mix.

"I don't care about that rhetoric - but that magic, unlike general magic, isn't one that uses elements. Magic based on summoning, huh?

To that word, it was Elliot who reacted.

"Summoning? What are you talking about? You. There's not supposed to be a subpoena in this world, is there?

"No, you do. The magic of Yingjie's summons that brought you into this world."

"Ah..."

"The magic of today is metastatic magic that uses a technique that probably uses some of its techniques to connect one side to the other."

"Teny, majutsu......"

The three men, Fermenia, Graziella and Krista, had a face that had no guidelines for the words, but there was one with an emotion for their expression that they were good at it.

"- I see, the metastatic technique? The boulders that just came out are stored elsewhere, and they just went in and out with their magic exercises, right?

"That's right. Otherwise, I can't explain right now..."

"Is it possible that you faked what you created in the surgical ceremony?

"No. In sorcery similar to the earthly attributes, besides the art of moving the earth itself, let what is embodied in sorcery give the role of earthly attribute to the realm. The majority are made up of mysteries, so they can be prevented by a surgical defense, but now it was a physical attack entirely of weight only"

Substances generated by magic classified as local attributes tend to be basically ambiguous. Whether it is a substance collected using witchcraft or constructed on the spot using a surgical formula, it is parted into something biased against physical attack and something biased against mystical power. If it was built by mystical forces, defense and disassembly of the technique would suffice, but aggressive sorcery would have to be used to disassemble what was gathered or moved, and we would have to approach it from a different direction, deviating from or slowing it down.

The magic used earlier by Graziella is equivalent to the latter. Attack the target by connecting and moving the boulders placed on top of the Magic Formation by means of an interlocking formula, the Magic Formation.

... the way you attack is extremely simple. But I've never thought of this magic as "not having a twist" or "just moving it". Dozens or hundreds of tons of mass can go in and out of that size. The more powerful it is, the easier it will be to understand.

Sure enough, Mizumi and I can take tank cannons that are more powerful than that. But it is possible because the magnitude of the bullet is such that it can be accepted, and if it is too large, it is not acceptable even if it is inferior in power.

Whatever other approach I've mentioned, it's not enough to have a sense of crisis.

Elliot questions.

"No, wait. If that's metastatic magic, it takes too little procedure to exercise it, right?

"That's why it's an embroidery of the lining. I have copies of the magic formations and most of them, so I don't have to knit or chant much, and I probably have ideas for the magic formations on the side I bring"

"Even so, it doesn't seem right for you?

"That's the strangest thing about Yingjie Summoning's magic formation. - It just seems inevitable to expose the lining during the transfer."

"Right, so you figured it out..."

That said, Elliot looks down on Graziella with a bitter look. And the groans that were sent out seeped more remorse than expected.

"You mean you still didn't mean it when I..."

Graziella, on the other hand, with a clear expression,

"... something seems to be going on over there."

"I'm surprised, too."

To Shuiming's words, if you put it that way, Elliot also turns a strange look, but didn't come to the question. Graziella uttered a frightened voice to the truth that Mizuming's reasoning had led to.

"I don't know, we exchanged words, but I'm pretty sure they broke through."

Graziella snaps her nose, then sharpens her gaze like a cut-top, staring at her.

"But I am surprised that there are those who see through the magic of collecting and making excerpts of the empire's technology at first sight. Who are you?

"That's what you know. Bye."

"Huh, that would be okay. It was strange that the White Flame Lord was with you, but that means that you are a human being, such as Rajas, and someone who defeated his army."

"What? Isn't it Astel's brave man who defeated the Demon General?

"Let it go. I'm sure you're asking the White Flame Lord the truth. Besides, it's still blue in that guy -"

The magic of Graziella, which began to expand before I finished saying it, scratched off its verbal butt.

From here on out, it would mean full disclosure. The magic of using normal elements dominates, but also manipulates the earth similar to the Divine Method (Shinko-ho) to accelerate and use metastatic magic reminiscent of empty pot technique (Kutsujitsu).

"... fighting like a Taoist."

"I don't know what to say, but apparently there are more bones than the brave ones there. Be late, let's hear your name."

"It's a swimey goat key."

"... well, that's an unusual name"

"Sorry about that."

and Shuiming, who hides the rush on the inside and tongues out like a bad kid. It's a tough fight. If you're not even ill, do whatever it takes to deal with it.

The means of defense exist either a hand to hang the magic of movement on a boulder in parallel with the defense of the Golden Fortress or a hand to take the magic of gassing itself. However, while the Astral Body is incomplete, double chanting (double-cast) places a heavy burden on the body, and the relatively dependable magic of gasification can also be a rather dangerous act because it obscures the self.

- But you can't activate the metastatic magic that moves that boulder at three or more short intervals. Because before the power of the surgeon, the laws of sorcery would not allow it.

But even if you knew that, in the current state of Mizumi...

Again, part of the void becomes obscure. Falling, huge rock masses. I can't handle running to the side.

"Guh."

"Su, Lord Swimei!

With the brain shaking in the impact, there is no time to recover, and the next magic is exercised.

"We're still going -"

Graziella crushes rock masses with her fists and shoots out the scattered debris. Exactly what I said about fishing bottling. And without stopping that momentum, it protrudes and hits the ground.

As I looked around, Shuiming's body was scratched.

Having witnessed it, Fermenia turns her face into something bitter, but Graziella's attack is too intense to break in either.

"Ku......"

Before I told Lephire to leave it to me, this body. Instead, she yells at Graziella.

"Your Highness Graziella! No more!

But Graziella never heard of it. When he slammed the spell to the ground all the time, the raised ground turned like a tower and thrust up to Mizumi.

The impact will cause the dust to rise soon. Graziella glances at it, a word.

"... is it over"

But it was too early for Graziella to turn away.

When the raised dust blindfold was removed, there stood a watering light breathing on his shoulders.

Fermenia's amazing face appears in the eyes of Shuiming.

"... on your own... don't end it. Yikes"

"Are you still not falling? But you can't fight any more like that. Give up and cooperate."

I can hear words like that, or a shudder about the evil of forelife. But it was Shui Ming who laughed even ridiculously when he heard that seeping of regret that was neither provocative nor cursing.

"Give up? Me? Heh, heh... heh..."

A creepy spiral laugh that echoes in the square, breathless. Graziella's eyes changed sharply to the provocative attitude of Shui Ming, who whilst ignorant and ignorant.

"... What's funny?

"You said you couldn't fight, did you? What, who says we can't fight?

"I don't know how you can be so strong, but isn't that obvious -"

Graziella was on the verge of saying it. The space swayed even faster than the tip of the words emanated from her mouth.

"An earthquake...? Is that the magic of earthly attributes? No..."

Graziella speaks aggressive speculation, but it was not appropriate. Naturally, it is not within the scope of magic, events caused by magic, or phenomena.

Such an event, uncertain as to what the shake is, gradually strengthens the power it exerts. Its unusual vibration (knocking) is nothing more than a mystical force field shake caused by the current realm of immense magic.

And in a wobble that doesn't fit, the magic of the water mingle swells up in proportion to it. The effects of the overflow due to the increase in the turnover of the furnace core appear instantly, already five hundred meters square in its vortex. Pulled by the generated force, the brick laying rose and smashed, and there were many fine blue lightning lightning around which stray currents occurred, which echoed its discharge sound.

Shuiming decided his belly. If you're fighting with your body in mind any longer, you're going to the trail. Yes, this is just in the middle of the square, no escape route. If you don't have the help to spare yourself and break it, there's nothing better than bumping into you with the whole spirit.

- Archiatius overload.

- Archiatius Overlord.

But the words that Shuiming had prepared were never uttered from his mouth.

That frontier of whether to finish preparing to utter the key word and completely free the magic furnace. Because Fermenia jumped out from behind her thoughts on the water that lit her eyes.

"Lord Swimey!

Shuiming returns only to her neck to Fermenia, who clings to hold her torso.

"Fermenia What are you doing?"

"No, Lord Swimey! Keep it down here! Unleash your power all over a city like this. Ha!

"But..."

"Lord Swimey! Please calm down! If it is the liberation of magic, it is still true that if Lord Swimei extends to the exercise of magic, there will be people around him, no, around him"

"Ku......"

Sure, a wide range just won't do it.

Fermenia, desperately clinging to her appeal, even if rubbed by the wind pressure of magic, Mizumi thinks of the furnace heart liberation. She's right. When it comes to defeating Graziella in this state that we cannot afford to do anything about it, we must inevitably exercise all sorcery.

Naturally, then, the damage will no longer remain in this square alone.

With body pain and teeth biting at the palatability, Shuiming reduces the rotation of the magic furnace. As soon as it happened, a great sense of disillusionment struck Shuiming's body. It will not be able to resist its weakness, and Shuiming will remain in the form of a deposit with Fermenia.

"Gu..."

"I'm leaving! It will be hard, but please hold on to me!

Deciding that the state of the water is not aromatic, Fermenia attempts to retreat with the water on her back.

Physical strengthening was preemptive before jumping to the water. Immediately, she instantly inflicts upon herself the disease magic she learned from Shuiming. Then a provocative voice was showered.

"You think I'll make you do what you want?

"No! I can't do this here. But let me push through!

When you slap that word on Graziella, Fermenia spins a spell.

"- Let the wind tell you so much! Come to me with that flame that looks wobbly! My voice. Deliver! You're dyed white, Isim! My voice. Deliver! Shake off all your calamities, Isim!

Light runs in the hollow. Its light draws circle shapes and character symbols to build a magic formation. The magic formations that could be done had a strong fever, unimaginable from her previous magic.

"No - "

Graziella, who I saw, rushes back. At the same time as the landing from the back flight, Fermenia uttered a key word.

"Truth flare"

(White flames chirping)

As the petals blossom, as the sprayed white flame stretches out into a thick band-like shape, it strikes the target, Graziella, intermittently away.

In contrast, Graziella protrudes the ground and takes a defensive stance. Eventually the white flames attenuated to the point of searing the hair, but when a total of eight white flames had finished their role, Shuiming and Fermenia had taken them off outside the square and out of the magical effect zone of Graziella.

... From behind, as Graziella's tongue is likely to be heard, Shuiming offers her apologies to Fermenia.

"... sorry"

"Never mind. Lord Swimey is being hunted down by injuries."

"I was going to get used to being worn out... cool no"

I give thanks to Fermenia for spilling the inadvertent liberation of power, the unwillingness to withdraw defeat.

"... bad, thanks"

And Shuiming let go of consciousness.

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