But no.
…It’s about time for me to get serious. My hex isn’t going to last long before that power.
Suimei was concerned by the Mazoku’s power. Even though that strange power bothered him, he didn’t have the luxury of thinking about it now.
Indeed, the cracks running through the icicle were already steadily growing larger. Paying the price for this action, blood dripped from all over its body, its veins bursting due to the exertion. Nevertheless, if things were to continue down this path, it would break through its prison before it died, after which it would come straight for him.
He needed to destroy it before that could happen.
“—Flamme est lego. Vis wizard…” (By this magician’s will, flame, converge.)
“That spell again?! It hasn’t worked from the very beginning!”
“—Really? Although it’s the same spell as before, but I’m using all my power this time; you can’t just say it’ll turn out the same!”
“You really think you’re going to burn me with a piddling warmth of this degree?!”
“You sure are full of yourself, aren’t you, you phony demon! Don’t you dare look down on a magician’s flames!” Suimei yelled before beginning his next incantation.
“Hex agon aestua sursum. Impedimuntum mors!” (Raging flame, give form to its death throes! Grant death unto the one obstructing my path!)
Fire gathered. This time, however, it did not form itself into whips of flame lashing toward the Mazoku. Instead it became a whirling eddy of flame swirling around its target.
Everything caught in its path was turned to ash in an instant.
“—W-what? It’s different from last time…”
The fire’s light reflected off the ice, filling the backdrop of forest and sky with a blinding scarlet light.
At some point, a small magic circle had encircled a magic stone in Suimei’s palm, which burned with a deep orange flame.
—Speaking aloud the final activation keyword, Suimei crushed the magic stone.
“—Fiamma o Ashurbanipal!” (Burn like the sun, gem of Ashurbanipal!)
In an instant, the flames surrounding the Mazoku suddenly closed in, their terrifying might drowning out all sound.
The scene was suddenly rocked by an explosion as fire fountained out of the ground and the heavens were dyed a reddish-white. An explosive roar accompanied this dramatic display.
A conflagration.
Crimson waves of heat billowed outward, spreading in all directions.
Subjected to this terrifying explosive power, the Mazoku didn’t even have time to scream its last.
None of those watching had the luxury of noting this, however, as they were too busy protecting themselves. Defending themselves against the terrifying heat shooting forth was already taking their all.
…In the end, all that remained was the smell of burnt trees and a few flickering embers.
Even though he’d carefully adjusted the strength of his spell out of concern for their surroundings, a flame of this scale and the resulting shockwave had reduced the ground the Mazoku had been standing on to lava.
“W-what an amazing magic!” an adventurer called out, stunned.
The voice belonged to the young magician girl. Her words broke the others out of their stupor, after which they mirrored her sentiment.
“O-oi! Even the clouds have been turned black…!”
“Mid-level magic? B-but this destructive power…”
“Lava…? Isn’t this the stuff that comes out of volcanoes…?”
In this world, black smoke and lava weren’t that commonly seen. As those around continued to voice their shock, the first adventurer approached Suimei.
“Hey, you! Looks like you can really do it if you try! If you can do something like this, then you should just do it from the start!”
“Y, yeah. It’s my first time fighting the Mazoku, so I’m still getting used to things.”
“Really? Is that why you were so stingy with your magic? Next time, just go ahead and wreck the things!”
“Haa…”
That ran completely counter to what Suimei intended, though.
Suimei gave a vague reply to the smiling adventurer, resulting in a surprised question.
“What’s up? Wasn’t that the first Mazoku you’ve ever defeated? Shouldn’t you be happier?”
“Hmm?”
“What’s with that response? You should be more excited! Don’t tell me you’re tired already!”
“No, I’m fine…”
“Is that so? Well, alright then… Do take care of yourself, okay?”
“W-will do…”
“Good. It’s goodbye then.”
The warrior adventurer seemed to have misunderstood something, convinced that he was a novice to battle. He cast Suimei one last look before rejoining his companions.
Sending him off with his eyes, Suimei sighed tiredly.
“…Whatever. Forget it.”
Left in a state where he didn’t know what to say, Suimei nevertheless didn’t really mind.
Somewhat dejectedly he scratched his head, before pulling himself together and turning in the direction the Mazoku had come from.
So this is a Mazoku, huh…
This was the subordinate of the one he’d been called to this world to face.
He’d originally intended to take the opportunity to properly gauge his enemy’s strength, but in the end, he’d been forced to crush it with raw power.
To be honest, it’d hadn’t been difficult i
But no.…It’s about time for me to get serious. My hex isn’t going to last long before that power.Suimei was concerned by the Mazoku’s power. Even though that strange power bothered him, he didn’t have the luxury of thinking about it now.Indeed, the cracks running through the icicle were already steadily growing larger. Paying the price for this action, blood dripped from all over its body, its veins bursting due to the exertion. Nevertheless, if things were to continue down this path, it would break through its prison before it died, after which it would come straight for him.He needed to destroy it before that could happen.“—Flamme est lego. Vis wizard…” (By this magician’s will, flame, converge.)“That spell again?! It hasn’t worked from the very beginning!”“—Really? Although it’s the same spell as before, but I’m using all my power this time; you can’t just say it’ll turn out the same!”“You really think you’re going to burn me with a piddling warmth of this degree?!”“You sure are full of yourself, aren’t you, you phony demon! Don’t you dare look down on a magician’s flames!” Suimei yelled before beginning his next incantation.“Hex agon aestua sursum. Impedimuntum mors!” (Raging flame, give form to its death throes! Grant death unto the one obstructing my path!)Fire gathered. This time, however, it did not form itself into whips of flame lashing toward the Mazoku. Instead it became a whirling eddy of flame swirling around its target.Everything caught in its path was turned to ash in an instant.
“—W-what? It’s different from last time…”
The fire’s light reflected off the ice, filling the backdrop of forest and sky with a blinding scarlet light.
At some point, a small magic circle had encircled a magic stone in Suimei’s palm, which burned with a deep orange flame.
—Speaking aloud the final activation keyword, Suimei crushed the magic stone.
“—Fiamma o Ashurbanipal!” (Burn like the sun, gem of Ashurbanipal!)
In an instant, the flames surrounding the Mazoku suddenly closed in, their terrifying might drowning out all sound.
The scene was suddenly rocked by an explosion as fire fountained out of the ground and the heavens were dyed a reddish-white. An explosive roar accompanied this dramatic display.
A conflagration.
Crimson waves of heat billowed outward, spreading in all directions.
Subjected to this terrifying explosive power, the Mazoku didn’t even have time to scream its last.
None of those watching had the luxury of noting this, however, as they were too busy protecting themselves. Defending themselves against the terrifying heat shooting forth was already taking their all.
…In the end, all that remained was the smell of burnt trees and a few flickering embers.
Even though he’d carefully adjusted the strength of his spell out of concern for their surroundings, a flame of this scale and the resulting shockwave had reduced the ground the Mazoku had been standing on to lava.
“W-what an amazing magic!” an adventurer called out, stunned.
The voice belonged to the young magician girl. Her words broke the others out of their stupor, after which they mirrored her sentiment.
“O-oi! Even the clouds have been turned black…!”
“Mid-level magic? B-but this destructive power…”
“Lava…? Isn’t this the stuff that comes out of volcanoes…?”
In this world, black smoke and lava weren’t that commonly seen. As those around continued to voice their shock, the first adventurer approached Suimei.
“Hey, you! Looks like you can really do it if you try! If you can do something like this, then you should just do it from the start!”
“Y, yeah. It’s my first time fighting the Mazoku, so I’m still getting used to things.”
“Really? Is that why you were so stingy with your magic? Next time, just go ahead and wreck the things!”
“Haa…”
That ran completely counter to what Suimei intended, though.
Suimei gave a vague reply to the smiling adventurer, resulting in a surprised question.
“What’s up? Wasn’t that the first Mazoku you’ve ever defeated? Shouldn’t you be happier?”
“Hmm?”
“What’s with that response? You should be more excited! Don’t tell me you’re tired already!”
“No, I’m fine…”
“Is that so? Well, alright then… Do take care of yourself, okay?”
“W-will do…”
“Good. It’s goodbye then.”
The warrior adventurer seemed to have misunderstood something, convinced that he was a novice to battle. He cast Suimei one last look before rejoining his companions.
Sending him off with his eyes, Suimei sighed tiredly.
“…Whatever. Forget it.”
Left in a state where he didn’t know what to say, Suimei nevertheless didn’t really mind.
Somewhat dejectedly he scratched his head, before pulling himself together and turning in the direction the Mazoku had come from.
So this is a Mazoku, huh…
This was the subordinate of the one he’d been called to this world to face.
He’d originally intended to take the opportunity to properly gauge his enemy’s strength, but in the end, he’d been forced to crush it with raw power.
To be honest, it’d hadn’t been difficult i
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