Chapter 107 – Duels (3)

Pelop brought in Frank as his champion.

Pelop wanted to catch me off guard, and Frank wanted to kill me, pretending it was a mistake.

Of course, me too.

Ugh-

Purple. Aren’t you crying that the dagger in your left hand is also good?

“Honey.”

It won’t be me who dies today.

Giggling as if he had won, Gu ignored Pelop and stared at Frank Miller.

Normal physique, normal face, normal style.

The guy with such a vague presence that it was hard to follow him smiled like he was in trouble.

Haha… I wanted to meet a rumored junior someday… I’m sorry to meet you like this.”

“…….”

“Didn’t we meet for the first time today? Why the hell do you think I spread rumors? Even though I’m a quiet person, I don’t stay still even when someone touches me first.”

“…….”

“There… Junior? What can you say? Does the senior seem easygoing just because he made some achievements?”

I’ve been keeping my mouth shut because I’m too lazy to talk to a guy who’s going to die soon, but he keeps scratching my nerves with a fishy smile.

After thinking for a moment, he slowly opened his mouth.

“It smells.”

“Smell? I don’t know… Oh, if you’re trying to provoke me by saying that my mouth stinks….”

“It smells like a dirty cultist.”

“… Are you a cult this time? It seems that juniors have a bit of a delusional wall.”

Frank responds as if it is absurd. However, I clearly saw that his reaction was a little delayed.

“If I had to talk more with a deranged person, this would be the loss. I am also a person who will duel anyway.”

Frank, who just a moment ago was trying to figure out how he pointed at him, now tries to end the conversation himself.

Some of the unlucky ones were tricked into believing that they were members of another church.

That’s why everyone knows that the seething Church of Silence exists, but little is known about it, only known as the Church of the Lesser Evil Gods.

It was all because of their authority that I was able to turn this ridiculous illusion into reality.

There are three main types of Authority of Seething Silence.

First of all, stealth.

Depending on the level, from blurring one’s presence to temporarily disappearing from the world.

It’s a tricky authority in many ways, but since it’s an unnatural ability, you can detect it somehow if you want to detect it.

And the second is polymorph.

A change in appearance itself cannot have a direct effect on the battle, but… This is not a cognitive impairment ability, but it is not even detected separately.

The last third is Power Copy.

The power drops by several levels, and there are restrictions on activation, but….

Seething Calm followers can mimic the powers of other gods. Even if it is the sacred art of a good god.

Thanks to this, they were able to hide inside the Good God Church, and even if they were unlucky, they were able to pretend to be members of another Evil God Church.

So, if possible, I wanted to take this opportunity to officially announce the dangers of the Seething Church of Silence….

Let’s hope the previous provocation worked.

Before anyone knew it, both the fellows and the judges went down, and the arena was covered with an intangible barrier that would block the aftermath of the battle.

Now that all procedures are over, there is only one thing left.

He quietly raised his mana.

Pounding- pounding-

Mana that spreads throughout the body in sync with the heartbeat.

Operation to manifest magic in any position at any time.

Frank, on the other hand, was pouring all his magic into the short wand.

The peculiar thing is that even though the maximum amount of magic power is not that great, it is pouring out mana generously.

He must have received a mana recovery potion from Pelop beforehand and drank it.

Right now, I’ve been drinking this and that potion, so I have nothing to say.

It’s been a while since we stare at each other without saying anything.

Deeng-

A small bell rings as a signal to start, creating magic at the same time.

“Swallow it. Explode Fireball.”

Skillful magic operation like a 3rd year.

The Authority of Seething Calm is not destructive by itself, so there are many cases where you hone your own skills apart from the Authority.

That magic would be like that too.

Staring straight at the flying fireball, he spoke the magic he had prepared.

“Accelerate. Haste.”

Just by holding the dagger, his body, which was much lighter, became even lighter.

Tadat.

The scenery around you is instantly pushed by just taking a step.

A fireball that has lost its target explodes from the poor floor.

“Up, wind cutter!”

The panicked guy immediately shoots the magic he was preparing in succession.

The shape is a little distorted, perhaps because it was cast a little hastily, and the magical energy that contains power is a little weak.

However, it is true that it is aiming exactly this way, and it is a speed that is difficult to avoid even with a faster body.

“The invisible blade. Wind cutter.”

Swing the staff to wield an intangible blade.

Wedge liquid… Perong!

Two wind cutters colliding in the air. However, Frank’s wind cutter, which was somewhat unstable, exploded, and my magic flew around with the reverberation of magic.

“Line… De!”

A defense magic that was cast without even casting a chant. It seems that the lacking part was filled with magical power, the guy’s complexion turned pale in an instant.

Phut!

My windcutter knocked over Frank’s shield.

Since the power had already weakened, it was only a slight scratch, but… In the first place, this magic has a different purpose.

“You… !”

The same magic is cast faster, more precisely, and more powerfully.

Such contrasting skills to each other.

Frank gnashing his teeth, and the astonished crowd.

But it’s still too early to be surprised. It’s the first time I’ve shown my skills in a place with so many people, so shouldn’t I do it properly.

Taking advantage of the increased speed with Haste, I rushed towards Frank.

“You are a burning flame, a fierce fury.”

A chant that is slightly longer than usual. At the same time, a red line began to circle at the end of the staff.

Patterns close to ciphertext, whether in language or drawing, fill the circle.

I’m finally using the magic circle I learned from Karla.

Anyone can see that they are aiming for a big shot. Since they are approaching it at high speed, Frank’s magic skills will not be able to completely block both of them.

But there’s no way he’ll be treated calmly, so in the end he has only one choice.

It is to use the power of the evil god, which is difficult to use even with a trump card.

“Kuh… Wind Cutter!”

A starter word that exudes an excessive amount of mana, just like when the shield was unreasonably used a moment ago.

However, this time, instead of blowing the wind cutter, he threw himself to the side.

I saw him pretending to grind his teeth and pretending to bite something.

Kwajik!

A familiar muffled sound from behind.

At the same time as blowing the wind cutter, it must have hidden the emptiness of the air, the power of turbid unity.

They must have aimed for the fact that both are transparent, making it difficult to see with the naked eye.

“How… ?”

It may not have been caught around, but the guy who realized that he was caught by me was hesitant.

I jumped up and continued the next chant.

“However, you are also the spear of the raging storm.”

A pretty grand chant. However, it is essential for the best blow that I can deliver now.

Next to the red magic circle that had already floated above the staff, a glowing green line began to leave an afterimage in the air.

“Double Gloryhole?!”

Not only Frank, but the entire audience is buzzing.

But it’s wrong. It’s not like using two spells at the same time. This in itself is a magic.

The existing red magic circle that was holding on and the newly completed green magic circle slowly overlapped.

Frightened by the sight, Frank began to use magic and power like mad.

“Wind cutter! Wind Cutter! Wind cutter ah… !”

However, I was the one who avoided most of Edmerek’s attacks.

It is unbelievable to be defeated by Frank, who is far inferior in power and proficiency.

Not to mention, now he’s wearing a haste that he couldn’t use back then.

The fixed gaze, the timing of the chin twitching, the distance between me and Frank. And even a wand wielded for the wind cutter.

I see them all in the eye and avoid them, and avoid them again.

Even if I’m a halfway old person, this level isn’t that difficult.

“Uh, how….”

In the end, rather than stopping my magic with a devastated expression, he prepared a shield to block it somehow.

At the same time that these two magic circles completely become one.

Clap clap clap.

I hear something click in my head.

Strange patterns that are both red and glowing green at the same time.

Intricately entangled meanings bite after tail, and soon arrive at a single phenomenon.

Fire.

Spear of swirling flames.

A new magic created from a combination of elements.

Give it a name.

“Tempest Burn.”

And his vision was engulfed in flames.