They can use different types of spirits and freely wield their powers. It seemed that the girl in front of Kamito had contracted with a fire-type spirit. That the young girl was an Elementalist wasn't something to be that surprised about. After all, this was the area where the country's excellent Elementalists were gathered. Nevertheless, it's surprising that she can use an elemental waffe, Kamito thought. The way Spirits are summoned and formed upon being summoned into this world can be broken down into two main groups: The first is a form that appears as a lump of divine power; mass-less and of an indeterminate form. It is purely the summoning of a spirit's power and is used primarily as a battery for when Spirit magic is used.
The other summoning form is the pure form that summons a part of the spirit's existence. This summoning requires tremendous amounts of divine power and, on top of that, is very difficult to control. So, those capable of summoning a spirit's existence are said to be the elite amongst the ranks of Elementalists. Even further, the girl before his eyes was not just using a spirit, but was using that Spirit's power in a highly-optimized elemental waffe. What that means is that...would I now be in a potential life or death situation? As the thought suddenly hit him, Kamito was stunned. Where the flame whip touched the water's surface a gush of white steam rose. "You...you have guts." The girl murmured in a trembling voice. Her face was red. Was it due to her anger or her embarrassment over the situation? "Really, you have some nerve to p-peek while I, Claire Rouge, am taking my bath," She stammered.
"W-Wait, that is a misunderstanding! Let me explain it in full first!" Kamito shook his head in panic. "I will not listen to your excuses. Turn into cinders, you pervert!" the girl yelled. The flame whip ignited furiously in the girl's hand and moved as if it was licking the water surface. "Oh no..." Kamito propelled his body into the dense bushes nearby.
Nearly at the same time, the Flame Tongue brushed its way over his head. The idle red residue that remained on the trees which had been cut was like the lingering punchline of a joke. The cut surface of the tree trunks were surprisingly smooth, without any trace of having been touched by fire. The attack had been so fast that the flames did not have the time to ignite the trees. The hair on Kamito's forehead fluttered down around his mouth while cold sweat started to form on his forehead. Um, this is a joke, right? I'm not going to die like this, am I? Kamito nervously thought. *Zing*, *biyutsu* – There was an endless dance of crimson flashes cutting both horizontally and vertically in the forest. The surrounding bush was mowed down in the blink of an eye. Having lost his cover, Kamito hurriedly dashed away. "Don't dodge, pervert, I can't hit you!" the girl called out. "Don't ask for the impossible, and I'm not a pervert!" Kamito threw back. Kamito screamed out; at the same time, the whip swung downwards towards his feet, causing a violent spark to slam onto the ground. Rising from the ground, the whip immediately sprang in the direction of the woods, causing more trees to be cut down. Fortunately among all the unluckiness Kamito was experiencing, the girl— Claire's- aim was quite bad. This stands to reason though, as one hand was hiding her chest from being seen. In order to conceal her most important part she had squatted
in the pond. However, considering how well she was able to handle her whip in such a position, she should normally be quite skilled at using it. "How conceited despite being a pervert, please obediently turn into cinders!" Claire shouted again at Kamito.
"I'm saying that I'm not a pervert! But by the way," Kamito stopped and turned around, there was something he had noticed for some time... "you need to cover yourself properly. The gaps between your fingers aren't able to hide them completely." "...eh?" Instantly, Claire's facial expression froze. And— "Kyaaaaaaaaaah!" Blushing deeply and screaming in a strangely cute voice— she quickly hid her chest with both of her hands. "Ah, idiot!" Kamito involuntarily exclaimed. Claire had let go, and lost control of the flame whip, and it cleanly severed the trees behind her. The huge trees slowly crashed towards her. However, Claire did not notice them. Her eyes were closed in embarrassment while she kept embracing her naked chest. Damn! Kamito exclaimed as he kicked off the ground.
Running with all his strength towards the pond, Kamito jumped towards Claire and grabbed her shoulders. "Wha—!?" Claire's red pupils dilated widely. Kamito ignored her outburst and aggressively pushed her down into the water. The moment Claire's hand touched the water, a gush of steam rose, and the flame whip disappeared. Immediately after, the nearby trees collided with the water's surface. *Duuuun!* The sound of the trees falling was deafening and created large water columns.