Chapter 48: A True High-Level Magician
“Damn it……!”
As he turned with the clattering sound of chains, he saw a plump woman leaning against the opposite wall.
“To think that Enoch Trian himself would secretly stand guard at night for two whole days.”
The mont a fact Muno had been unaware of ca out of the woman’s mouth.
“How dare a magician co here!!!”
Whoooosh!
Kwakwakwakwa.
With Rasmia’s shout, a fierce gale raged, making the spacious room feel narrow.
However.
“Quiet.”
As the woman smirked and flicked her finger, the gale quickly subsided.
‘As expected, she’s not just around 5-Circle.’
Muno could see the pure white mana being pushed back by the overwhelming black demonic energy, unable to exert any power.
And also, the tiny wind spirits, difficult for the human eye to perceive, scattering with screams.
But in that ti, Rasmia, clenching her teeth, moved her mana once again.
Fwoooosh!
Fwoosh.
The flas from the torches and lamps on the walls grew hundreds of tis in size, engulfing the magician from all sides in an instant.
However.
“Annoying thing…….”
Kwakwakwakwa.
Simultaneously with the magician’s murmur, a cold air poured out from her body and quickly devoured the flas.
Ice ford in various places in the spacious room due to the cold air that had quelled the fierce flas.
“Die!”
With Rasmia’s shout, the ice lted and beca blades of water, attacking the magician again.
Of course.
“Hoh. This one is quite sothing?”
That too was useless.
Kwadedeuk.
The blades of water froze again with a single gesture from the magician.
‘Again, the spirits scatter.’
Just as the fire spirits had done a mont ago, this ti the water spirits were seen disappearing as if chased away by the magician’s demonic energy.
Simultaneously.
“Cough.”
Rasmia coughed up blood, as if she couldn't bear it.
But the magician didn't stop there.
“This disgusting Spirit Master is making
waste my energy.”
“Ugh! Ugh!?”
As the raging wind had its control completely snatched away by the demonic energy and began to choke Rasmia.
“Don’t expect
to follow you ekly if you kill her!”
Kwadedeuk.
The gray shackles that had been wrapped around Muno’s hands and feet instantly transford into a black greatsword, growing in his hand.
A sword modeled after his father’s beloved sword, Slayer, imbued with pitch-black darkness and faint mana.
His First Spell, ‘Blade’, boasted sufficient majesty.
Smirk.
“So you’ve learned Spirit Arts after all?
Well, it doesn’t matter though.”
Even that posed no threat to the magician.
Kwadedeuk.
Just like Rasmia’s Spirit Arts, it crumbled away futilely with a single gesture from the magician.
“Kuk!”
In a match between equals, magicians usually held an advantage over Spirit Masters.
Unlike Spirit Masters, who could do nothing if they were outmatched in their control of the elents, magicians could handle a wider variety of elents and could even use elents that didn’t exist in the surroundings.
Just like now.
Fwoosh.
Like the fireball the size of a human face that shot out from the magician’s hand.
“It’ll quiet down once I scorch its face off anyway?”
Zap.
At that mont, Muno, who was staggering from the shock of having ‘Blade’ reverse-summoned, kicked off the ground in a surprise attack and swung his fist towards the magician’s face.
However.
Boom.
It was only blocked by a magic, a transparent barrier, that seed to have already been deployed.
“……You surprised . How can you just punch a beauty like
in the face?
If you treat
gently, there might even be a reward, you know.”
Muno’s expression twisted at the languid voice that whispered in his ear with a completely unsurprised expression.
‘What is this pig saying…….’
Roanna was still a young girl, so she looked cute even if she was plump.
This woman’s overall round appearance was a million light-years away from his taste.
“Hmph!”
Boom. Boom.
Boom!
As Muno desperately pounded on the transparent barrier, the woman’s eyes narrowed, and she glanced at his fist, which had started to bleed.
“You’ve got quite a temper……. Well, fine.”
Snap.
The mont she snapped her fingers, Rasmia, who had been on the verge of suffocating, fell to the floor from mid-air with a thud.
“Keoheok. Hweup. Heuuu…….”
“You should stay quiet, skinny Spirit Master. My patience ran out a long ti ago?”
Muno almost burst out laughing at the female magician’s words as she glanced at the gasping Rasmia, but he managed to control his expression.
“I hope you don’t do anything useless. Experint.”
As if she wasn’t going to kill her anyway…….
“If things go wrong, I’ll kill you just like that. Both you and that woman.”
Muno couldn’t help but flinch at the killing intent montarily conveyed from the magician’s red eyes.
‘……Is she serious?’
He had been pondering for two days.
How to deal with a monstrously powerful magician, the likes of which he had never encountered before, without Enoch Trian’s help.
But in the end, the only obvious conclusion was to look for an opening.
Fortunately, he had so information he could use.
The fact that the magicians had been trying to capture him alive instead of killing him.
But this woman seed a little different.
‘This is troubleso……. No, for now, just the fact that she’s not trying to kill
right away…….’
The mont his mind raced.
Kwadedeuk.
Black thornbushes suddenly grew from the stone floor and wrapped around his entire body.
“Be careful, experint. If you try any tricks, these things will tear your mouth apart first.”
Kwadedeuk.
The sharp pain and unpleasant sensation of his skin being pierced stimulated his brain.
The problem was that this thornbush restraint wasn't just applied to him.
“Ugh!? Ugh!?”
The sa magic was also wrapped around Rasmia’s body in the opposite cell.
“Ugh!?”
He glared at her, as if to ask if this wasn't different from what they had agreed on.
But all he saw was the woman’s face, which let out a ‘pfft’ and sneered.
“Coochie coo. Did you think I was granting your request?
I had no intention of killing that skinny bitch here anyway.
You two need to be the ones who killed Aslan’s administrator and escaped from Trian’s prison.”
Simultaneously, the mont the magician waved her hand.
Kwadedeuk.
Screeeech.
The iron bars that had been blocking his and Rasmia’s cells bent, and a gap opened.
“Seeing the dagger you attacked
with during the day and that sword just now, your Spirit Arts are of the tal elent, right?
This will be your doing, I suppose.”
Next, the magician stretched out her opposite hand, and a black wind gathered in her palm and shot towards the wall behind Muno.
Kwwaaaaang!
“This will be that bitch’s doing.”
Damn it.
The mont the wall exploded, Muno had to make a decision.
He hadn't been struggling bare-handed all this ti for nothing.
He had deliberately sealed away his other abilities, except for the Spirit Arts that had already been exposed to the enemy.
All of that was an act to create an opening in the enemy’s guard and seize a decisive opportunity.
‘Damn it, will it work?’
Even if I absorbed the magic with the power I’ve been hiding and launched a surprise attack, would it work on this magician?
‘I don’t think it will. Damn it.’
The enemy was too much of a monster for that.
A sense of hopelessness that it wouldn't work even if I aid for her blind spot with all my strength, taking advantage of her carelessness.
‘She’s definitely not just 5-Circle.’
She was a magician of a higher level.
Seeing how she was wary of the Count, it was unlikely she was a Seven-Star, but that alone was enough to make Muno feel hopeless.
“Alright. Let’s go then, you worthless things.”
With a gesture from the magician, his and Rasmia’s bodies began to float.
‘Damn it……. I wish soone would draw this bitch’s attention…….’
Did that desperate wish get through?
- It’s the prison!
At that mont, the loud shouts of soldiers could be heard from afar.
- Rasmia-yaaaaang!
Boom!
Along with a thunderous shout that echoed from the other end of the passage, the iron door leading to the cell block exploded.
And what appeared was,
“You bitch!?”
A muscular giant, emitting smoke as if his entire body was a steam engine.
“From where?!”
Watching the female magician’s face contort as her eyes t his, Muno cheered inwardly.
“I was sure I had confird……?”
At that mont, as a look of bewildernt appeared on the magician’s face.
“So it was true!?”
The brigand chief, or rather, the human wild boar-like commander of the Trian Knightly Order, Robero, was charging towards her.
“Tch!”
Then, a fireball that shot out from the female magician’s hand beca a fla that filled the room and poured down on Robero.
And that scene, Muno was watching clearly from behind.
- Magicians may seem omnipotent at first glance, but they are not.
- The first weakness is that they are fundantally fragile.
And the second is that, as they defy the principles of the world, they can only unleash pre-prepared magic.
Of course, the number and variety of spells differ depending on their level, but there is a clear limit.
- That’s the difference between us Spirit Masters, who can pour out spells as long as we have the help of the spirits and mana.
Just as Rasmia had told him, the flas that were suddenly unleashed in an unprepared situation could by no ans stop the charge of the human wild boar…… no, the human tank-like Robero.
“Lady Rasmia……!”
Fwooo.
Robero, whose skin was only slightly flushed even after breaking through the flas, swung his massive warhamr like a thunderbolt.
“……Give her back!”
Kwwaaaaaaang!
Kwadedeuk.
The transparent barrier that had blocked Muno’s punches countless tis cracked like glass.
No matter that Robero’s main strength wasn’t speed, the movents of a high-level Corporeal Arts user were not sothing a weak magician could keep up with.
Before the magician could do anything.
“Die!”
Kwwaaaaaaang!
The barrier was already shattered by the repeated hamr blows.
But as if she was prepared for even that, the magician’s body slid back, avoiding the hamr.
And only then.
“Damn it…….”
The female magician with a crumpled expression glanced at the ring on her left hand.
The mont the ring poured out a blue light, a gale of cold air poured out between Robero and the magician.
And at that mont, Muno moved.
‘Now.’
Charrreuk.
The black bracers on his limbs, which had been concealing their presence until now, transford into armor that enveloped his limbs.
Kwajik.
The mont full power entered the battle gauntlets and combat boots that had regained their form.
His tal body began to absorb the black thornbushes as they were.
Tzzzzzzzt.
However.
‘Damn it!?’
The speed was much slower than he had thought.
He was flustered, but fortunately, an ally with overwhelming montum was currently stealing the magician’s attention.
“Not a chance!!”
The righteous wild boar…… no, Robero, charged head-on into the storm of cold air.
Kwadedeuk.
Unlike the flas from before, he couldn’t break through it easily.
However.
“Ugh……. I’ll kill you. You lump…….”
The magician was also pouring most of her magic into that spell.
Robero’s desperate struggle, with his whole body freezing in an instant, was by no ans reckless.
Kwadedeuk.
Finally, the mont Muno absorbed all the magic that had been restraining his body and regained his freedom.
Charrreuk.
Four chains shot out from his limbs and flew towards the magician’s back.
But at that mont.
Flash.
Kwadedeuk.
Suddenly, a red light flashed from the magician’s robe, and a protective shield shot up, blocking the chains’ attack.
“What!?”
The magician, who had finally noticed the anomaly, turned her head and looked directly at him.
In that mont, he could clearly feel her magic wavering.
It was a golden opportunity, but.
Tzzzzzzzt.
The chains were still absorbing the demonic energy of the reddish protective shield.
‘Damn it……. Hm?’
At that mont, Muno recognized the changing situation in front of him and reflexively retracted the chains.
And using the spell, ‘Blade’, he reford the greatsword and charged towards the magician.
“Ha!”
And in that instant.
Kwwaaaaang!
Robero, who had finally broken through the storm of cold air, appeared in front of the magician.
Simultaneously.
“Die!”
“Die!”
A giant warhamr and a two-handed sword were swung from the front and back of the magician.
But at that mont.
“Kyaaak!!”
With a scream from the magician, mixed with urgency and anger, the protective shield surrounding her exploded.
Kwwaaaaaaang!
“Keok!?”
In that instant, Muno felt a dizzying impact and his body being flung into the air beyond the broken wall.
‘D-damn it.’
He had reflexively bent the sword he was about to swing at the mont of the explosion to defend the center of his body.
But even so, shards imbued with red magic had pierced through both his sides, and his body wouldn't move properly.
And worst of all.
[Just you wait, experint!]
The cursed voice that echoed only in his ears.
And in that ti, the figure of the magician flying up into the sky like a red teor.
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