Qual

Early the next morning.

Rienta simply prepared three servings of breakfast.

After the three of them finished eating, they set off for the sealing ground of Qual the Corruption Sage.

Rienta and Fern each summoned their staffs and stood on guard.

Frieren stepped forward and undid the seal.

The petrification on Qual's body gradually faded, and he moved his body a little.

He looked at Frieren before him and said, "It's been a long time, Frieren."

"How many years have passed?"

"Eighty years," Frieren replied flatly.

Qual was somewhat surprised: "Only eighty years?"

"For us, that's how it is." Frieren's voice remained flat.

Qual was silent for a moment, then asked, "What about the Demon King?"

"We killed him."

"Is that so." Regarding this result, Qual had already guessed it.

After a brief silence, he began to gather mana, speaking slowly to the three people before him:

"Then, I shall avenge him."

"Zoltraak!"

Seeing Qual's action, Frieren immediately said to Fern at her side:

"Fern, deploy defensive magic in front."

As soon as her voice fell, Qual's attack arrived.

Fern raised a piece of defensive magic covering all three of them.

Qual's attack kicked up a large cloud of dust that blocked their vision, but Rienta knew that it had been blocked and did not let down his guard.

The dust dispersed, and Qual looked at the three unharmed people, saying:

"Oh? How surprising."

"You actually blocked Zoltraak."

His gaze swept over Fern who had raised the defensive magic, and he said in astonishment:

"What advanced defensive magic."

Though praising her with his words, Qual was already analyzing the structure of the defensive magic.

Fern cancelled the defensive magic and asked perplexedly, "Lord Frieren, what is going on here."

"Wasn't the attack just now ordinary offensive magic?"

Frieren discovered that Qual was attempting to analyze the defensive magic, and said flatly:

"This is Zoltraak."

"The Man-Killing Magic developed by Qual."

Frieren looked at Qual: "Qual, your magic has already been deciphered."

"Zoltraak is no longer Man-Killing Magic."

"Now it is called ordinary offensive magic."

"Be obedient, and I'll let you die more easily."

Qual's analysis of the defensive magic was basically complete, and he ignored Frieren's words.

He gathered a small-scale defensive magic and said calmly: "I see."

"Coordinate with offensive magic to disperse the power?"

"Such a complex spell formulation, isn't it?"

"However, the mana consumption isn't small, is it?"

Rienta looked at Qual with some shock.

Just by seeing Fern cast defensive magic once, he understood the basic principles and even detected the shortcomings of the defensive magic.

Such an absurd demon couldn't even be counted among the Seven Sages of Destruction, and above the Seven Sages there was an even more powerful Demon King.

How on earth did Frieren and the others manage to kill the Demon King.

Qual did not use the defensive magic he had just studied, but instead operated Zoltraak at full power as rich mana dispersed outward.

Hearing Qual's words, Frieren gripped the staff in her hand and said to the two of them:

"He has already discovered the weakness of the defensive magic."

"Fern, Rienta, you two can handle it, right?"

Fern said in a steady tone: "No problem, I've already seen it when practicing with Lord Frieren."

"Yeah, no problem." Although Rienta's magical talent couldn't compare to Fern's.

His proficiency with defensive magic was not low, and it was different from ordinary defensive magic.

The name of his defensive magic was Rho Aias.

It had been developed for quite some time and had received the affirmation of Frieren and Fern.

Frieren nodded in satisfaction and said, "Then, my defense is also left to you two."

As soon as her voice fell, Qual's first wave of saturated attack arrived.

Fern's defensive magic precisely blocked Qual's attack this time.

Seeing this, Qual stopped launching dispersed attacks, and instead gathered an oversized beam of mana, shooting it toward the three of them.

Seeing this, Rienta knew it was his turn to act, stepped forward, and shouted with some excitement:

"Rho Aias!"

A pale blue flower floated in front of the three of them, and three mana shields covered the front of the flower.

Fern also gathered two layers of defensive magic to protect the front.

The sound of shields shattering arrived, and Fern's two layers of defensive magic had already been smashed to pieces.

Her mana volume was not enough to support her in withstanding such a massive ordinary offensive magic.

Zoltraak fiercely slammed into Rienta's Rho Aias, and the first mana barrier shattered directly.

Yet it also fell into a state of deadlock.

Frieren knew it was her turn to act, gathered mana, flew into the air, conjured a huge magic circle before herself, and softly chanted: "Zoltraak."

A huge beam of light on par with the ones attacking Rienta and Fern rushed toward Qual.

Qual did not attempt to gather defensive magic to fend off Frieren's attack.

He cancelled the Zoltraak directed at Rienta and Fern.

Looking at the Man-Killing Magic flying toward him, he reached out toward the huge beam of light and muttered:

"A bit interesting."

"Are you using my magic?"

"Frieren."

A flash of light passed, Frieren's Zoltraak struck home, and Qual's body slowly dissipated.

Thus, Qual the Corruption Sage of the Demon King's Army was killed by Frieren leading Rienta and Fern eighty years after being sealed.

Frieren descended from the air and quietly watched the dissipating Qual.

Rienta was still reliving his defensive magic from just now.

This time, he had completely imitated Rho Aias from his memories, but it felt somewhat underwhelming.

Perhaps he could make some more localized adjustments.

Even so, this was the debut battle of Rho Aias.

Fern glanced at the grinning Rienta, ignored him, and said to Frieren:

"Lord Frieren, was this mission's objective successfully completed?"

Frieren nodded and said, "Well over half of it is completed."

"Completely eliminating Qual the Corruption Sage is one aspect."

"Training the cooperative ability of the two of you is also another aspect."

"Judging from the current situation, it went pretty well and basically met my expectations."

"Over half?" Fern asked with some curiosity: "Then what's left?"

Frieren glanced flatly at Fern and said, "Of course it's your unfamiliarity with magical history, Fern."

Fern's body stiffened, she didn't quite dare to look at Frieren, and she said softly:

"I'm sorry, Lord Frieren."

"I will study magical history seriously."

The conversation between the two brought Rienta, who had been immersed in his fantasies, back to reality.

He hurriedly stepped forward and asked, "Lord Frieren, Fern."

"How was it, how was it?"

"Wasn't my Rho Aias super strong?"

Fern fell silent. She thought of how her own defensive magic had directly collapsed upon first contact with the Man-Killing Magic unleashed at full power by Qual.

Yet Rienta's Rho Aias was able to contend with it, so she let out a soft huff and turned her head away.

Frieren stood on tiptoe to pat Rienta's head and said happily:

"Rienta's defensive magic is quite outstanding."

"However, could that name be changed?"

"Isn't it a bit awkward to pronounce and chuunibyou?"

When Rienta heard Frieren's first sentence of praise, he was just about to say something.

Yet the words that followed made Rienta's face flush slightly.

He said unnaturally and in a low voice: "It's obviously very imposing..."

Rienta's words made Fern unable to help laughing out down.

Seeing that Fern was no longer gloomy, Frieren spoke up:

"Then, let's go back to the village to tell them and say goodbye by the way."

"Alright, Lord Frieren,"

Rienta and Fern said together.

Just as they were about to leave, a thought struck Rienta, and he said to Frieren:

"Lord Frieren, this place has been wrecked beyond recognition."

"How about casting some Flower field magic?"

Hearing this, Frieren nodded, gathered mana, and cast flower field magic.

Only then did the three of them turn and leave.

All kinds of flowers and plants covered the few traces where they had just fought.

Blue Blue-Moon Weed flowers scattered among the flower clumps, swaying gently.