“Kaaaaak!”
Ormant was shocked at the sight.
“Wow, this is truly a terrifying level.”
The current Iniya is able to change the battlefield itself with her will by combining the control of the Frost Queen and the power of Auror materialization with the breath of the North Sea. It was truly an ability worthy of being called the Snow Queen. Even against dozens of RX series wearing adamandrill suits and 10 Auror users who were revived by fusing with ancient suits, she was not defeated at all.
However, it was also all about not being pushed back… … .
“Ha, I killed another one.”
Iniya muttered to herself as she looked at the fallen Grandiard. A loud retort came from behind me. It was Carol who was protecting Marceline.
“Instead, that guy woke up.”
Carol’s finger points to the floor on the other side. A knight covered in blood was standing up again. It was Sir Chase, one of the 10 Auror users who fell before Grandiard. His body was obviously in a state of death due to the Frost Queen’s rule, but for some reason, he wriggled while lying down and opened his eyes again.
“cadet… … .”
With a frown, Iniya lunged again. A similar situation as before continued. Auras flashed, sword lights flashed, and after dozens of attacks and defenses, Osmant fell under the control of the Frost Queen.
“Ha, I did one more thing.”
Carol’s gloomy voice continued.
“This time, that guy is getting up.”
Grandiard, who had just been defeated, slowly comes back to life as if he had been attacked and takes up a fighting stance. Iniya pressed her temples.
“driving me crazy… … .”
It has been like this ever since.
In fact, that bizarre mechanized Auror user (I don’t know if this is the right expression, but I couldn’t find another expression) is by no means an easy opponent. Each and every one of them was a strong person who shook the continent, and by combining them with the ancient suit, their skills improved even more.
No matter how many steps ahead Iniya has gained through new enlightenment, he can only be defeated if he puts his whole heart into it.
There are dozens of RX series out there as well. In a crowded melee, crossing the firing line several times, breaking through countless attacks and attacks, barely getting an opportunity, and if you manage to kill one, the other one rises up again… … .
“I feel like I just want to shatter it so it can’t be played, but that’s hard… … .”
Carol responded calmly.
“I guess there was a reason for their terrible appearance.”
I wondered what the meaning of such a terrible act of inserting metal into a person’s body was, but when I actually dealt with it, it was quite tricky. The Frost Queen’s rule can turn bare skin inside armor into mush, but it does not have the destructive power to shatter alloy armor of true iron and true silver. As long as it is fused with metal armor, it can destroy parts of the body, but it cannot cut off the body itself.
“It looks like she was made to look like that with the intention to keep reviving her from the beginning, Her Majesty the Queen.”
Iniya sighed at Carol’s explanation. It is a decisive battle against the god of mankind. Of course, I didn’t expect it to be an easy fight. But I had no idea that the fight would go this way.
“Does this guy Sayer only know about quantity offensives? “It’s gross, really.”
“Well, that was the ideology of the empire.”
Meanwhile, enemies kept coming. I heard Marceline pray from behind me.
“Al Fort! “Give your servant endless grace!”
New vitality comes to your tired mind and body. Iniya adjusted her sword.
“Thank you, Lord Marceline.”
Spreading the aura, he flies into the battlefield again.
“The Frost Queen rules!”
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The woman in front of him, standing engulfed in a jet-black aura, Reppenhardt was feeling complicated as he looked at her.
“Philena… … .”
Filena Raygrim, a precious childhood friend who became the only light in the harsh life of the Magic Tower… … .
‘… … ‘It’s not true enough to say that, is it?’
To be honest, Reppenhardt’s life in the Magic Tower during his childhood was certainly annoying and annoying, but it could not be said to be harsh or abused. It wasn’t like I was starving or subjected to any kind of sexual or physical abuse.
They just didn’t have the parental love or emotional care that a child should receive at that age.
Living among adult wizards who only know themselves and their invisible jealousy and boundaries must be a painful growth process for a child. However, before entering the Magic Tower, Reppenhardt lived with the villagers’ obvious jealousy and open wariness. Compared to those days, I can be satisfied just by getting my food served on time and sleeping in a bed without cold wind.
Moreover, was young Leffen’s life particularly difficult compared to others?
That’s not necessarily the case.
The lives of commoners in this era are difficult. Although young Leffen had a difficult life without his parents, the lives of children with parents are not so smooth.
In an era where there is no concept of children’s education, most commoners are illiterate, and a drunken father beating his children with a poker is not even a topic of conversation, how many children live a happy life just because they have parents? Compared to him, it could be said that Leppenhardt, who was born with absolute talent and was recognized early on, had a better childhood.
Yes. Life in the Magic Tower was neither good nor bad.
My memories with Filena were neither good nor bad.
Thanks to this, Reppenhardt’s eyes as he looked at Filena now could not help but be disturbed.
‘It’s complicated.’
The current Filena is the enemy. I have no intention of denying this obvious fact. No matter how many enemies she has become, she can’t harm her? My memories with her are not precious enough to do that.
But no matter how little it meant, she was definitely my only friend as a child. Those memories are holding me back from expressing pure hostility.
A gray emotion that is neither here nor there.
In the end, Repenhardt gave a half-hearted greeting.
“It’s been a while, Philena.”
Filena took a step forward. The black spirit wriggled in time with her movements. Lelcia, who was standing behind her, did not move and still had her head down. It looks like she will never move unless her command is given.
“Demon Lord Repenhardt.”
Filena opened her mouth, looking at Reppenhardt. A strange screeching sound mixed with the woman’s voice echoed in the space.
“It’s clumsy fighting spirit and poor hostility.”
Reppenhardt smiled bitterly at Filena’s words, which accurately pointed out his feelings. When he says it’s been a while, he’s not just referring to the time he and Tesron met. Rather, she had in mind the distant past, Filena in her younger days.
“It has to be that way. I don’t know about you, but you are actually… … .”
Then Filena interrupted him.
“I know.”
“huh?”
Surprised, Reppenhardt looked at her. A faint smile appeared on Filena’s face, hard as her corpse.
“long time no see. “Smug little boy.”
A nickname that Filena used to call Leffen, a condescending little boy who developed all kinds of unique magic theories at a child two years younger than her and tossing them off as if it was no big deal, with a glaring look in her eyes.
“… … “Did you know?”
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Tethron knows about Reppenhardt’s space-time regression, so he could have told Filena. But when we met before, I didn’t seem to know anything about it?
“Sayer told me the truth.”
Leffenhardt was convinced. Sayer can see all of Tethron’s memories. Also, unlike Tethron, there would have been no hesitation in telling Filena that fact.
“… … “For that matter, it doesn’t look very welcoming.”
Even though she knew her childhood self, Filena’s eyes were still ruthless. Unlike herself, she doesn’t seem to place even a penny’s worth on her memories of those days. To be honest, she’s a little upset.
“… … “I won’t deny that I was really rude at the time, but I thought we were pretty close friends.”
Then Filena laughed.
“It’s true that we were friendly. “That is definitely true.”
At the same time, black aura began to increase explosively throughout her body.
“But what does that mean?”
As if her words were a signal, Relsia suddenly leapt forward.
“Ha!”
Intense black magic engulfs the entire body and is shot out like an arrow, rushing towards Reppenhardt. Asreil shouted and stepped forward.
“No way!”
He explodes with energy and brings out all the strength of his entire body. The purple blade aura is amplified by the Baphomet suit and becomes powerful. Jet black energy and purple aura collided in the air. A terrible shock wave arose and ripples spread in all directions.
Quaaaang!
Surprisingly, Asrail was not pushed back this time. Considering that just a moment ago, he was hit by a blow and fell to the ground without any countermeasures, this is quite a feat. It seemed to be thanks to the power of Silan assisting from behind.
“Philanense! “Please grant me the light of purification that burns away the evil darkness!”
If your opponent is Auror user Repenhardt or Arthrail, Silan’s auxiliary spells will not be of much help. However, if Relsia is driven by the power of darkness, Silan’s power can be unleashed to its full potential. He changed his tactics after realizing that his opponent’s power came from black magic.
While holding the holy symbol, Silan continued to shake off divine power. The weakened Relsia and Arthrail exchanged equal attacks, shaking the air. Silan did not stop there. He again raises his hands in sacred prayer.
“Philanense! “Please grant me the light of God’s protection!”
A storm of light arose around Silan. Filena’s expression became fierce.
“Darkness! Come to me!”
She raised both hands. A black storm arose from the Queen of Darkness, blowing against the sacred winds. The pink storm swirled and collided with the darkness of space, making a roar.
Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwa-kwak!
Pushing away Silan’s light, Filena let out a terrifying cry.
“I need your head, demon lord! “That’s all that matters!”
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In the black storm, Filena was looking at Reppenhardt. The longing for her childhood was not visible at all in her eyes.
Leffenhardt.
Her true childhood friend who swapped bodies with Tethron.
That fact means nothing to her now.
That big, muscular man in front of her was the smug kid she remembered? That the child she was close with as a child was actually the author, not Thesron?
‘so?’
Clearly, she gained a lot from Leffenhardt.
Originally, wizards did not easily teach magic to their students. A man must wait until death like a servant and flatter him in order to gain only a sliver of knowledge according to the wizard’s mood or whim. Women are harsher. Only by spreading my legs wide open to the male wizard and acting like a pet dog can I look at at least one more page of the magic book.
To put it mildly, there is even a saying like this.
Not all prostitutes in the world are female wizards, but all female wizards in the world are prostitutes.
Because of what Leffenhardt taught her when she was young, she was able to faithfully brush up on the basics. For that, she is definitely grateful.
‘But that’s it.’
I remember it.
When she was seventeen, her childhood friend suddenly changed one day.
He calls himself Tethron and remembers the child who seemed to have lost all memories.
Clearly, that child was not the childhood friend she knew. It was someone different, with personality, memories, everything. But she didn’t know that at the time. She thought it was just her illness and treated the child as usual.
The child grew up and became a young man. I also gained the incredible power of Aura. With that power of hers he gave her the knowledge of her magic. Thanks to this, she was able to become a wizard without having to climb into another man’s bed naked.
The real Leffenhardt, on the other hand, did nothing for her.
Now she also knew from Sayer. She was in another world where the two hadn’t changed what she had become.
He didn’t care about her. It is said that, like any normal female sorceress, she was only busy following her own path, even as she was sexually exploited and eventually died from her venereal disease.
The person who protected and cared for her was Tethron, a changed child. This was not Reppenhardt, the arrogant child. That period lasted over 10 years.
If you need the head of someone who is more precious than anyone else in the world, someone who is just a childhood friend and has no feelings or relationship with you, is there any reason to hesitate?
Shaking with the power of darkness, she called out the name of her childhood friend with deadly force.
“Die, Reppenhardt!”
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