The ancient magician, Skebal.
This magician, who had lived for hundreds of years, was proud of the level he had achieved, and in a way, this was natural. Skebal knew how to use elemental spells of all attributes, and objectively speaking, this was a high level.
Knowing how to handle all attributes meant that a wizard’s weaknesses had become rare, and that he had dared to step into the realm of being called an archmage.
Add to that the experience accumulated over hundreds of years, and indeed, there are only a handful of people who can compete with Skebal. Even when flying and crawling warriors and superhumans attacked, Skebal toyed with them and leisurely enjoyed victory.
Those who have dealt with or encountered such a skebal unanimously said this.
「Nightmare of the battlefield.」
“The natural enemy of wizards.”
“The wizard closest to the truth.”
When Skebal learned of the infamy attached to him through the screams of humans, he laughed more joyfully than ever. In the past, when he was human, he was always covered in a damn gray shade and was unable to stand out.
But, the wizard closest to the truth?
What a beautiful sound this is.
After all, he is the only one who has survived so far, so that title would truly suit him. Skebal spent a truly rewarding time listening to the screams of humans.
Hundreds of years passed like that.
At some point, the ears of Skebal, who reigned as a wall to mankind, began to hear other rumors. Humans no longer call Skebal the ‘wizard close to the truth’. Because he came across someone more suitable for that title.
Who the hell dares?
I must make that arrogant man understand my subject. With that thought in mind, Skebal willingly went to the battlefield and faced the wizard he had defeated earlier. A wizard with gray hair.
···Is this person closest to the truth?
Isn’t this an opponent I’ve already overpowered?
Skebal snorted and attacked the human, and had to taste bitter defeat. It took a long time for Skebal to accept that defeat. Why on earth did you lose? He just let his guard down. There is no way I can lose…
Skebal experienced his second defeat.
No, this time a little more…
third.
no.
fourth.
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When the number finally reached double digits, Skebal had to admit it. That I was defeated by a person who didn’t even live half of my life. That person ended up becoming his natural enemy.
Of course, Skebal is still strong.
Even from an objective point of view, this is true.
The problem is that it has become relatively less so.
The target of Skebal’s comparison is still the gray wizard, just as it was hundreds of years ago, and when placed on the same line as the gray, Skebal becomes a relative weakling. The humiliation he felt hundreds of years ago, Skebal now had to feel again.
…but it’s still good.
If you wait and wait, you are the one who will survive.
Surviving means being strong. If I wait and wait, someday my time will come. For years, I pondered over the humiliation and waited for the day to see the light of day.
Skebal eventually faced the light.
So, I came face to face with Raniel wearing starlight.
That day, Skebal screamed.
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Skebal crashed to the ground with a loud “Kwaang” sound. Now that half of his skull was on the ground, Skeva reacted surprisingly quickly, a realization he learned from repeated experience.
After transforming the terrain and pulling out, Skebal immediately accelerated his body and performed an evasive maneuver in the air.
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-bak!
Immediately after, dozens of flashes of light struck the ground where Skebal had fallen. If I had been even a little late, it would have been my skull, not the pile of dirt, that was pierced by that flash of light.
“Hey, you’re avoiding this.”
As Raniel clicked his tongue, Skebal’s eyes shook with anger. Skebal scratched his skull with his fingernails and raised his voice.
『You, gray, you…!』
Skebal spread his arms wide.
Normally, I would have exploded my skull at this point and sought an honorable death, but even at this moment, I can’t do that. Since I have to fulfill the wish left by my subordinate, that is impossible.
The circuit behind Skebal’s back glowed brightly.
With hundreds of circuits coming to mind, Raniel scoffed and rolled up his sleeves.
“Damn it.”
Hundreds of circuits that shine brightly.
It’s just a lengthy circuit, but most of it is an auxiliary spell that strengthens and strengthens the spell. This means that it is not an attack spell with different directions like Kelhalm’s Division.
Among the hundreds of circuits, only about twenty are the main ones. Of course, that alone is surprising, and anyone walking the magic path would probably groan in front of that lengthy circuit…
Just right.
Not for Raniel.
The moment she snapped her fingers, Raniel’s forearm burned bright white. The stock circuit blinked violently, manifesting a spell in an instant.
Smite.
Spell-bunch.
A flash of light struck the center of the circuit developed by Skebal. A flash of light pierced the core of the circuit in an instant. While all of Skebal’s circuits were collapsing, Raniel touched the ground with his toe.
And then it clicked.
In an instant, Raniel’s new form disappeared.
Skebal raised his head even though he had no idea where she had gone. This is also a realization that comes from repeated experience. The moment she raised her head, Raniel and Skebal, who were reaching out from above my head, made eye contact.
『I hate you, I hate you.』
Squeak, Raniel grabbed Skebal’s skull.
“uh. Hate as much as you want.”
Acceleration.
Accel.
For a moment, starlight and mana mixed together.
Raniel and the new form of Skebal she was holding disappeared in an instant as if evaporating in thin air. In terms of experience, it feels like a split second, less than a second. Immediately after, Quaaaaaaang! A huge cloud of dust rose up along with a loud noise and the sound of something grinding.
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When the rising dust settled.
The cliffs are full of traces of someone hitting something and running, and the ground is full of traces of hitting something repeatedly.
Raniel was standing at the end of the trail.
And Skebal is stuck on the ground in a miserable state. Both of his arms were shattered and lying on the floor, and Skebal’s proud robe of Indugeop had been pierced by a flash of light and was in tatters.
『This way, there is no number…』
Skebal’s eyes dimmed and then lost their light.
There was a sound of something smashing inside the skull, and water flowed from the eye sockets.
Sigh.
Raniel grabbed Skeval’s skull and stomped on Skeval’s ribs with his military boots, pulling out the skull. Raniel looked back, twirling his fingers in the eye sockets of his skull.
“Belnoir, and the entire search party.”
Raniel smiled faintly at the two people who were looking at him with their eyes wide open, and at the knights standing next to them.
“Good work. “Let’s go back.”
Belnoir burst into laughter as the situation was resolved in an instant. While Belnoa, who was relaxed, collapsed as if in a daze, Chloe buried her head in Belnoa’s arms.
I’m glad, really, really…
Chloe’s muttering rang out softly.
The knights smiled bitterly, and Raniel turned his head and wiped his mouth with his sleeve.
‘···I need to research more ways to reduce the load.’
What is flowing out is dark red blood.
Sensation in the left half of the body is faint, and the left pupil is not visible. Pieces of bone, twisted and broken as they leapt through space, were rolling around inside Raniel’s body.
‘It hurts so bad.’
Raniel sighed, spitting out blood. He was devastated because his opponent was Skebal, and it would have been extremely dangerous if he had encountered another disaster.
Still, it doesn’t mean there isn’t a reward for taking the risk.
“······.”
Raniel looked back in silence.
As I watched Chloe sobbing while hugging Belnoa, I felt fortunate. Yeah, he was saved and that was it. Because she didn’t lose anything.
and···.
Raniel’s eyes narrowed.
‘The conditions were met.’
A fragment of the Holy Grail that blossomed within Belnoa.
Raniel confirmed it and muttered to himself.
I can finally move on to the next stage.
2.
Belnoir and Chloe succeeded in returning to the base without much difficulty. Immediately after returning to the base, the two took a few days’ vacation, and during those few days, Chloe was right next to Belnoa…
“Promise.”
“Ah Okay.”
“Promise. hurry.”
“I understand? I won’t do it again. I’m sorry.”
“Just words?”
“···what?”
“Sign here. hurry.”
“No, Chloe… this is a dependency contract.”
Belnoir was sweating as he tried to stop Chloe, who was lying down sick, repeatedly shaking her collar and trying to sign a subordination contract.
[Anyway, it went well?]
The goddess watched the two fight and laughed as if it was fun to watch. Then she suddenly pointed with her finger at the dessert Chloe brought and said…
[I still haven’t forgotten the large lollipop I gave you back in the Demon King. Hurry up and pay off your debt.]
The goddess’s eyes were very serious as she spoke, so Belnoir chose several desserts and offered them. It was the day that Belle Noah, who had been recuperating for several days, was finally able to get back on her feet.
“Belnoa Van Dragonic.”
Someone came to visit Belnoa.
Belnoir’s eyes widened at the sight of the person who came to see him. Another of his teachers was there.
“···Mr. Kalt?”
“Yeah, it’s been a while. “Belnoir.”
Tracker, Kalt.
He is a person who gave up his position as the head of the Royal Guard and returned to the battlefield… and a swordsman who taught Belnoa martial arts. He said, gesturing outside the barracks.
“Senior is calling you.”
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“Seniors.”
“Oh, come in.”
When Belnoa and Kalt entered the barracks, Raniel was rubbing something with a wet towel. The task of making it shiny and shiny. Kalt narrowed his eyes to see what it was, and then became appalled when he recognized the object’s identity.
It was a skull. It’s also Skebal’s skull.
“No, senior, what are you doing now…?”
“Well. “I’m polishing Skebal’s skull.”
“So why…”
“Why? “Collecting these things is my hobby these days.”
Raniel smiled happily as he turned his skull around in the light bulb attached to the ceiling of the barracks. While Kalt was grumbling, Belnoir felt a very subtle emotion.
That must be the skull of a dragon slayer.
The confident smile the dragon slayer gave at the end passed through my mind. I don’t know if there is a world of lions, but if a dragon slayer there is watching this scene, he will feel like Belnoa right now.
No, it could possibly curse the world.
It is unclear what effect the curse of the dead will have on the living, but it seemed as if the person in front of him would chew up even the curse with a calm expression.
“Well, it’s okay.”
Raniel placed the polished skull of Skebal on one side of the table and sighed briefly.
“Congratulations on becoming a superhuman? “Belnoir.”
“···How did you know?”
“There is a way.”
Raniel gestured while speaking moderately.
As Belnoa sat down on the chair across from Raniel, Raniel reached out and tapped Belnoa on the head.
“great job. I heard you survived for 10 days in the demonic world? “I saw you posted the report… It didn’t make sense?”
“Is it just for the professor?”
“You all call me professor. “It’s been a few years since I quit my job as a professor.”
Still, it’s not bad to hear.
Raniel smiled while muttering that.
“The reason I called you… you understand, right?”
She patted the report that Belnoa had posted.
“I heard you went to Arkea.”
Alkeia, a land for non-believers.
Belnoir nodded slowly.
Raniel narrowed his eyes and opened his mouth.
“Would you like to tell me a story? “As detailed as possible.”
Kalt, who was standing behind her, wordlessly put down a document in front of Belnoa. Several layers of documents with security orders. The moment Raniel tapped the document, the security spells were lifted one by one and the first page of the document appeared.
『Plan to suppress apostates.』
Operation to annihilate Alkeia.
That’s what it said in the document.
This is the last session registered.
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