While the magic he had used previously had definitely demonstrated less-than-ideal results, it was nowhere near life-threatening.
Back in his world, “systems” were how they classified the various types of magic.
This was evidence that magic in their world did not arise from a single origin.
Although their world was one in which science had spread throughout society, leaving magic but a thing of myth and legend, even in such a world, there were countless examples of this mysterious thing.
In addition to astrology, the Kabbalah, and hexes, there was also witchcraft; the ever-famous alchemy; onmyoudou, a composite of various magics; Vajrayana Buddhism and its numerous sects; as well as the largest system of Far Eastern magic, senjutsu.
Just the types that were known and classified already surpassed thirty in number.
If these were further subdivided by element, sequence, effect, etc., it would result in a staggering number of types.
Simply put, the world he was from was home to a diverse array of mysteries.
Even if you were to exclude magic systems that he was incapable of using, as well as those that he had learned but that he had not yet fulfilled the requirements for using, he would definitely be able to find something effective among those that remained.
Exorcism or holy magic, for example.
Either way, the fact that his magic was less effective than normal did not mean that it was in any way inferior to the magic of this world. Even if he failed to find a system that worked even after repeated tries, then he could simply crush his enemy with raw power as he had done earlier.
—Whether ten Mazoku or twenty, as long as he matched their number with spells of his own, there would be no problem.
If there was anything at all that he was concerned about, then it was that he might have to reveal what he was truly capable of in order to deal with the enemy.
If it did come to that, however, his preference to keep things secret would have to fall second to the safety of the group.
Although it’s a last resort, but if worst comes to worst, I’m going to have to activate my mana furnace.
If the danger they faced were bad enough, he’d have to exert himself to the utmost. Were he to miserly hold back his power, and were they to be forced into a crisis as a result, then all that would await him would be regret.
That was not a mistake he could afford to make.
Amid this train of thought.
“Just like earlier, you sure are calm, Suimei-kun. Generally speaking, people would be just as frantic as the other guards in this kind of situation.”
“Didn’t those two just say that there was no need to worry?”
Suimei’s mouth twitched at her words.
“You’re different from them. I don’t feel any hint of unease at all from you.”
“I don’t know, maybe I’m just putting on a brave front?”
“Again with the shameless deception.”
It seemed like Lefille was not fond of his evasive answers. Recognizing this, he answered seriously.
“—Let me put it this way then: I have no intentions of losing my calm.”
“Does that mean you’ve encountered crises like this before?”
“More or less. Even though I look like this, I have a lot of experience surviving life-and-death battles.”
“Like what?”
“That’s a secret.”
Even though his evasive answer was slightly disappointing, Lefille nevertheless continued brightly, “You sure are a strange person. You’re a pleasure to speak with most of the time, but you’re completely unwilling to reveal any of your secrets.”
“That’s what it means to be a magician.”
“If you keep it up, I’m going to pull off that mask of yours sooner or later.”
“—Oh? And how do you plan to do that?”
“Haha. I’ve always done things the same way – with my sword.”
“God forbid… You sure are scary, Lefille-san.”
Suimei met Lefille’s humorous, if audacious, words with his own. As the two joked with one another, Galeo, worried, interrupted.
“…Gurakis-dono. Do you not need to prepare?”
“Yeah, I’m ready to go. As long as I have this sword with me, I’m good.”
“Yakagi-dono, I agreed to take you along because you’re proficient with healing magic. Please don’t push yourself.”
Suimei scratched his head awkwardly in response to Galeo’s concern.
“I appreciate your concern, but don’t worry, I’ll be fine.”
“But…”