Chapter 30 – Conclusion
While watching the showdown between the two proud mages from the sky, I hurriedly jumped off the back of the wyvern when the tense fight turned to a sharp angle and Dorothea lost unilaterally.
‘Oh, that burn.’
He pretends to be very strong with his words, but he never sees him winning.
If it wasn’t for his vigilance, his win rate would have exceeded 50%, but this is a typical case where his talent is a waste.
As they got closer and closer to the ground, they heard Baron Bettendorf’s grave voice aiming his staff at Dorothea, whose limbs were frozen.
“When you meet your disciples in the underworld, please say hello. Your master has avenged his enemies instead.”
It seems that the ones I accidentally killed while blowing up the gate were his disciples dispatched from the capital.
Well, otherwise, there would be no reason for a person who should be in the capital to be here.
Having grasped the circumstances to some extent, I controlled the wind just before colliding with the ground and landed on the rooftop where the two were standing.
“You have to do that yourself.”
And as soon as he appeared, he stabbed me with a word.
I couldn’t see my ally Dorothea die while my eyes were wide open.
I don’t know if it’s an enemy like before, because I’m going to eat one pot rice under the Demon King.
Like me, Dorothea, whose magic system is specialized in 1:many, was the weakest of the Four Heavenly Kings, but was a necessary talent for the Demon King Army, who lacked in number.
Baron Bettendorf asked with a displeased look on whether he was bothered by the sudden intrusion of a third party.
“Who else are you?”
I couldn’t fight against the great mage, so I answered by throwing off my cumbersome robe while moving my body.
“Nero’s guard dog, Patrasche, the commander of the Foreign Legion under the direct control of the Demon King.”
“If you run away now, you can save your life…”
Spell Armament – Whirlwind Sword Bone
In just one breath, I penetrated his body and thrust a tornado-wrapped fist into his abdomen.
“You talk too much.”
Men’s fights are originally fought with fists.
Bang!!
The old gentleman, unable to respond to the unexpected surprise attack, bounces off like a toy.
However, since I had already observed all the abilities of his magic armament from the sky, I was not vigilant and immediately fired an additional blow.
‘Iljin Cheongpung’
The blizzard shot from his toe flies at high speed to tear apart the limbs of Baron Bettendorf, who is rolling on the floor.
And, as expected, the old gentleman jumped up from the muddy water and shouted after confirming the magic that had reached his nose before he knew it.
“Dastardly!”
“There’s no such thing as cowardice in a fight!”
Right after that, the baron urgently hit the puddle with his mana-filled fist.
Then, the barrier of water that rises in a rectangular shape barely blocks the blunt wind.
But my attack didn’t end there.
Thousand-li Dong Wind
Intangible blades appearing from all sides slash the baron’s body with barriers,
Hwa Pung Nan Yang
Using the tornadoes wrapped in both hands as problowjobnt, the wind that was shot out hit the baron’s body, which was unable to move.
“Quaaaaagh!”
Blood splattered and flesh flew all over the body of Baron Bettendorf, who had been beaten one-sidedly, but I didn’t stop to give him a chance to come to his senses, so I continued to fire my magic.
Although the healing effect of the magic armament was annoying, it was obvious that there would be a limit to regenerating wounds anyway, unless the caster’s mana was infinite.
Not to mention, since he had fought Dorothea a little while ago, he probably didn’t have much mana left, unlike his laid-back appearance.
Seeing that new wounds are getting faster than healing, I got strong confirmation of this speculation.
It could be dried and killed like this, but thinking that I needed a sure shot, I stepped on the advance and dug deep into his arms once again.
Then, the baron, who had been hit one-sidedly by my magic, swung his staff abruptly.
“Tranquillo!”
However, nothing happened even though I spoke the starter language, and when I instinctively felt a sense of discomfort, it was not a puddle but a unicorn made of water that jumped out of the baron’s shadow a beat later.
“Kuk!”
Leftovers!
I managed to avoid it by throwing myself to the side, but the sharp horns almost pierced my neck.
In the meantime, the old gentleman, who had managed to get himself out of the safe zone, brushed his blood-soaked hair and asked with a hostile gaze.
“…That magic, that martial arts, if I’m not mistaken, it looks a lot like that of the idiot who followed the hero’s party. What does it have to do with him?”
I replied, stroking the wooden mask that was still firmly attached to my face.
“I don’t know what you mean.”
Then Baron Bettendorf muttered with a calm expression.
“That’s it. I don’t really want to know. My only concern right now is to wipe out those hateful demons who annihilated the disciples I’ve been nurturing.”
I thought he must have used up all his mana, but a huge amount of mana began to accumulate around the staff that Baron Bettendorf was holding.
It seems that he still had some energy left.
‘The big one is coming.’
Perhaps what he intends to use is the Hexa Spell (x6), which can be said to be the magic of a great mage.
As someone who has reached the same level, I knew this as soon as I saw it.
It was as if I had given up on hiding my identity from the moment I used the original spell anyway, so I approached Dorothea, who was still frozen, and melted the ice covering her mouth with a hot wind.
Dorothea, who collided with the hero many times and had many opportunities to see my magic, spoke to me with the eyes of a person who had been completely stabbed in the back.
“You bastard! You must have cheated!”
“Well, is it insulting even in this situation?”
I melted the ice on my limbs in place of Dorothea, who forgot to melt the ice herself due to her snout, then pointed at the baron behind her.
“I’ll explain the circumstances later, so get out of here for now.”
Then Dorothea, who had been pouring out all sorts of curses that she couldn’t bear to put in her mouth, paused and asked again.
“Are you okay? You used magic at random until just now.”
I suddenly changed and waved the palm of her hand at the woman who was worried about her.
“It’s okay, so take care of yourself. I can stop it enough by myself.”
Saying that, he took out the magic crystal from his bosom.
“I got a lot to use at times like this, so I have to use it sparingly.”
Kooooo-
When the virtual magic furnace inside the body started to work, the mana contained in the magic stone began to be absorbed rapidly.
Dismissal-
After throwing away the cracked and lost magic crystal, I took out a new magic crystal and absorbed mana.
I don’t normally do things like this.
This is because if a huge amount of mana is suddenly absorbed into the body, damage to the nervous system can occur due to mana oversaturation.
But now I had to take that risk and do something crazy.
If you don’t, you’ll have to go back.
“…Come.”
As if everything was finally ready, Baron Bettendorf raised his staff above his head.
Then, he began to use the element of water, which filled all sides of him, as if it were his own limbs.
“Tempestoso!”
A huge whirlpool rises from the pool of water on the floor.
“Tempo l’istesso!”
The water vapor still in the air began to freeze rapidly.
“Tenuto!”
Fist-sized hailstones began to fall from the sky like rain.
“Vivace!”
Finally, a huge wave appeared from under his feet and came like a tidal wave.
A hexa spell that combines both defense and defense that Baron Louis von Bettendorf, the royal torture wizard, boasts.
The Fury of Neptune.
This was also the first time I saw it in person.
Seeing the tactical class magic that was as grandiose as its name, I stretched out my gauntlet-clad hands to block it.
To counter the Hexa Spell, I must also use the Hexa Spell.
And I could only think of one magic that best suited the current situation.
After all, wind is the atmosphere.
And the atmosphere is the flow of fluid.
I forcibly condensed a huge barometric bomb into the wind sphere.
The principle is not much different from the magic used when threshing grain in the village below the castle.
It’s just that what’s inside is an ultra-low pressure typhoon made of pure mana.
“You guys! You must have been an asshole at the Emerald Tower!”
Baron Bettendorf, riding on the waves, shouted something, but I heard it with one ear and let it out with the other.
Wind Hexa Spell-
“Majestic!”
True to its name, the magic with power that would not be surpassed by anything collided head-on with the baron’s tidal wave.
