Chapter 108 – Duels (4)

“Tempest Burn.”

The spear shot with the starter slammed right in front of Frank.

And then, at once, he released the heat he had been harboring.

Whoaaah-!!

A combination of a flare that focuses exclusively on hot temperatures and a wind blast that spreads widely.

In fact, this is just a backwards compatibility of Prominence Flare that Carla had written once before.

However, it is also true that it has not reached the level of intermediate magic, but the power of low-level magic has already exceeded its limits.

The flames engulfing the entire arena prove this.

I didn’t hit it on purpose because I didn’t want to die, but I exploded it on the floor… Even if it rots, is it a third year?

Block this

Of course, it doesn’t seem to be easy to stop.

Frank gritting his teeth and pouring out mana at the heat that seemed to melt even the shield.

“Turn it off!”

As soon as the shield was damaged, it was very stable, even though it looked painful.

If this is the case, maybe I can stop it somehow. However.

“Am I playing?”

It is said that it is a threatening magic that burns the entire arena, but Tempest Burn is my magic to the end.

There’s no way I could be harmed by the magic I cast.

Tadat.

A strong step kicked the ground.

I can’t cast other magic because I’m trying to keep the flames burning… Does not matter.

Frank is also in a state where his feet are tied because he is concentrating on the shield.

Thanks to the effect of Haste that still lingers, the distance quickly approaches.

Ugh.

The closer I got to him, the stronger the sound of the dagger.

As if they were shouting that they wanted to see the blood of a cultist right now.

… Actually, isn’t this a magic sword?

With that thought in mind, I hit Frank’s shield.

Shit.

Some resistance.

However, it was a shield that had reached its limit in blocking the flames.

There was no way he could withstand Haste’s acceleration and full weight impact.

The residue that started from the tip of the sword spread to the entire shield before I knew it.

Clink!

Then, with the sound of breaking glass, it shattered.

A dagger that reached beyond the fluttering shield shards stabbed Frank in the shoulder.

“Cuck!”

The boy’s face contorted in pain. However, on the other hand, it was a face that seemed relieved.

Since I know that I am a cultist and I will not show unnecessary kindness, did you think I missed it?

No way.

The guy who opened his mouth wide and pretended to bite, perhaps trying to fight back.

However, he wouldn’t be able to keep his mouth shut, and he wouldn’t be able to activate empty stomach at close range.

Flash

The flash of light from the dagger pierced the inside.

“…… !!”

Light is the cult’s natural enemy.

In pain as intense as ever, all Frank could do was snap his jaw open.

He didn’t miss the chance and moved his arm quickly.

Whoop, whoop, whoop.

“Aaaaagh!!!”

In an instant, the scream of the guy who had been stabbed in the opposite shoulder and both thighs resounded loudly.

It was as if he was trying to scream all at once without being able to scream.

Of course, it was because it was burned into light by the additional blow of the shining lion dagger.

In the end, I couldn’t stand it and grabbed Frank’s hair that was falling down.

Chin.

The surroundings became quiet.

Even though I’m in a duel, there are people who frown at my behavior, which seems rude.

Some people are puzzled by the appearance of Frank, who seems to have been slightly stabbed, but is in deathly pain.

From left to right. After carefully looking around the crowd, he raised his bloody dagger and shouted.

“The Righteous Church of Light! Is there a priest of the Church of Righteous Light here!”

If it’s out of the blue, it’s a sudden shout, but surprisingly, there was someone who responded immediately.

Helena, who had been gaping in the row right in front of her, jumped to her feet.

“Here you are, brother! How did you find the righteous daughter of light?”

“This is Priest Helena. It just went well. If you’re a priest, you know what kind of dagger this is, right?”

Was it because he had been spitting out extra hits? Or is it because he has the blood of a cultist?

Seeing the radiance rising above the shining lion dagger, Helena nodded her head with a hazy expression.

“Of course! Of course, brother! Isn’t it the main school’s sacred object made by the righteous Kwangmyeong himself with his own tooth? At the time of the war of the gods, it was also an item given only to heroes recognized by our lord!”

“You know me well. Then, of course, you must be familiar with the performance of this dagger, right?”

“Yes. Although most were lost during the war… Still, it’s famous because our lord carved his own body.”

“Could you please let everyone in here know?”

“That’s an honor!”

Helena, overjoyed, began to explain the effects of the Shining Lion Dagger.

It was a little wordy, like excited priests usually do, and there were exaggerations in between, but….

It was explaining exactly what I saw in the status window. And.

“… So, although it is usually strong, it regains its original strength when dealing with cultists… Uh?”

I have come to the conclusion I want to speak for myself.

Helena blinked her golden eyes resembling the sun, slowly alternating between the dagger and Frank.

Then she tilted her head.

“Cultist… ?”

She demonstrated with a hearty smile at the expected response.

“Yes. As a divine object created by the righteous Kwangmyeong himself, this dagger can fully demonstrate its power in front of cultists. … Like this.”

Cock.

“Huhhhhh!!”

Frank struggles and suffers from the light penetrating into his body, even though he only slightly stabbed the back of his hand.

But once is not enough to prove it.

Cock. Cock. Cock.

Twinkle twinkle.

“Ouch! Aww! Sigh… !”

A radiance soaring with each stab. Frank sighs in excruciating pain.

Seeing this, Helena’s expression darkened.

“Cultist… !”

It’s the same thing, but how can it be so different?

He nodded at Helena’s voice, filled with deep anger.

“You’re right. It could just be that senior Frank is out of luck… Wouldn’t it be more plausible to be a cult? In fact, during the duel, I was attacked by suspected evil spirits.”

She avoided blocking because she felt bad, and she simply described the sound of a masticating sound behind her back.

Then he threw the locks of her hair in her hands.

Iron puck.

Frank collapses and wriggles over and over again.

He looked down at the boy and made a chilling voice.

Softly. But so that everyone in this room can hear it.

“I am here to accuse Frank Miller of being a cult! And, by winner’s right, I ask for an investigation into the pelop who championed Frank!”

“Wh-what?! No! I… I did not know! I really didn’t know!”

Pelop, who had been staring blankly at the arena at the strange situation, shook his hand in fright….

The only thing that comes back is sharp hostility.

Sensing that he had been overheard, Pelop staggered backwards.

But there was someone who stopped him by grabbing him by the scruff of his neck.

Tup.

“Wait a minute. Where are you going? Yes?”

Dark red hair and an alluring body. However, his playful words and actions erased all impressions.

“Have a meeting with the pretty professor and go, student!”

Iona smiled, her sharp fangs gleaming.

A pungent smile as usual.

However, there was an eerie feeling of refusal to refuse.

Iona’s hatred of cults is famous enough to be known to everyone.

Perhaps Pelop is simply a spoiled brat… Still, seeing her pale face makes me sue.

As we were giggling, the professor of Divinity Faculty, who played the role of referee, belatedly declared.

“The winner of this duel is Yandel, a freshman in the Faculty of Magic! Also, in the name of the dueling commission, the charges against Frank Miller and the investigation of Phelps Blondel requested by the right of victors are acknowledged!”

“Thank you.”

“What? Rather, I feel sorry for the one who didn’t notice even after seeing her fighting right in front of her eyes. However, since this issue is an issue, I need a little cooperation from you….”

“Did you need the power of a holy object? I will cooperate as much as I can.”

An old professor who, like a priest, reacts sensitively to matters involving cults.

It’s a good thing for me.

I’ll be able to use this opportunity to inform you of the dangers of the Seething Church of Silence.

With the meaning of asking well, I nodded to Lee Ona and the old professor and came down the arena.

And I headed to the place where there were three women waiting for me.

Carla, as always, smiled brightly and clapped the seals.

Elisha smiled proudly as if she liked the magic created by combining the elements.

And Fei, who hadn’t heard any explanation beforehand and didn’t even know my skills, made a stupid face by herself.

Carla lightly kissed her, and Elisha, who was still awkward with physical contact in front of people, lightly patted her on the buttocks.

Finally, she shrugged her shoulders playfully at Faye, who was still unsure of the situation.

“Did you see? If someone harasses Fei in the future, tell me right away. I will scold you all.”

Only then did Faye’s dazed face move little by little.

“Yes… That my junior is on my side. I will always remember.”

He raised the corners of her lips and smiled happily.

A few days ago. It was the opposite of what I saw in the dark alley.

Okay. That’s it.

“What? Then what if I bully Fei-senpai? Can I touch her breasts, Fei-senpai?”

“… Will you be? Give me back my impressions!”

Kabyaksong.