Curse-Reversing Magic 2

Macht dodged the incoming beam of Mana.

But then, even more beams of Mana were already upon him.

This offensive surprised even it.

Not only did it dodge L's previous slash, but its current attacks are also relentlessly targeting its weaknesses.

It was forced to concentrate fully on dodging attacks, making it completely different from the child it once was.

Dunkel weren't just limited to simply providing firepower.

He did this to lower Macht's guard.

After another round of saturated Mana beams covered him, Macht flew into the air and dodged the attack.

Dunkel's eyes narrowed; he knew his chance had come.

Now!

Walgong – the Magic That Summons Tornadoes.

Dorsod – the Magic That Turns Wind into Infernal Flames.

The fiery tornado formed by the combination of two spells instantly engulfed Macht.

Dunkel knew that this level of attack would not be able to cause effective damage to Macht.

Therefore, the moment the fire tornado took shape, [Flight Magic] was used to fly behind where Macht had originally been in the air.

The fire tornado lasted for three seconds.

Macht blocked the attack by unleashing a full-scale [Defensive Magic].

The blazing tornado of fire slowly dissipated.

Macht was just about to remark that Dunkel's combat skills and control over magic had impressed him greatly.

But then he sensed an astonishing Mana emanating from behind him.

At this distance, there's simply no time to deploy [Defensive Magic].

A thought flashed through Macht's mind, and a blazing beam of Mana was already upon him.

Boom!

In a flash, Macht removed his cloak and cast a [Magic That Turns All Things to Gold] on it to block the beam of Mana.

Even so, Macht's continuous retreat left two deep marks on the ground.

"Mr. Dunkel, I must admit that I underestimated you before."

Dunkel is now truly making Macht experience the joy of battle.

But.

What a pity.

It has no time to enjoy the battle now.

After the Barrier shatters, Serie, who could kill herself in a matter of seconds and is immune to curses, will surely receive the news.

There's not much to worry about regarding Solitär.

But here, Frieren is still lurking in the sky, watching intently.

We have to take care of both Dunkel and Frieren.

If one of them manages to escape back to the Empire's sphere of influence, which possesses a [defense Barrier], then things could get really troublesome.

There are magical special forces units stationed along the imperial border.

Even if it joins forces with Solitär, it would be difficult to dismantle the [defense Barrier] while fighting.

"That's such a shame."

Macht knelt on the ground, muttered something softly, and then brandished his long sword, assuming a posture as if to seize the opportunity for close combat.

Then, he stretched out his other hand and aimed it at Dunkel and Frieren in the sky.

Although there was some distance between the two, it had just used Dunkel's attack to retreat a considerable distance.

It was just right to completely cover the two of them within sight.

[The Magic That Turns All Things to Gold!]

"Dunkel, it's time to end this."

Macht's lips curled into a slight smile as he murmured to himself.

Just then, two different lights suddenly emanated from Dunkel and Frieren in the sky.

Dunkel was dressed in black.

The blue on Frieren's clothes.

Neither of them was affected by the [Magic That Turns All Things to Gold].

Instead, Macht's own body began to evolve towards gold.

Macht, whose lower body had completely turned into gold, smiled even more broadly.

"... That's really interesting!"

"I didn't expect you could use... [Curse-Reversing Magic]!"

It recognized that the magic Dunkel used was the same Serie had used before.

But it couldn't recognize the magic Frieren used.

Dunkel remained unmoved as he watched Macht gradually Golden Transformation below, and spoke calmly:

"Macht, of course I know that even if you yourself are completely Golden Transformation, you have the ability to return to your original state."

"Keep fighting."

Meanwhile, on another battlefield...

Rienta and Solitär have very similar fighting styles.

They all fight by summoning swords and blades.

So far, their biggest difference is that the cone-shaped longsword summoned by Solitär is significantly less impressive in terms of special effects.

Judging solely from the quality and quantity of the swords, there is not much difference.

Rienta even has several advantages.

Logically, Rienta should be responsible for the main frontal attack, Fern should be responsible for long-range firepower suppression, Stark should roam around looking for opportunities.

If this continues, defeating Solitär is only a matter of time.

But Rienta couldn't see a trace of panic on Solitär's face.

Instead, Solitär's gaze towards him became increasingly unfocused.

That's right, it's all about being lost in thought.

The tone of their voices when asking questions became sticky and insincere.

Rienta wanted to curse, but she was afraid that Solitär would get her satisfaction.

And so, the battle reached a stalemate for a time.

Solitär dodged Fern's Mana beams, avoided Rienta's swords, and also had to guard against the axe blades that suddenly slashed down from time to time.

Even under these circumstances, its mouth never stopped.

The topics are incredibly diverse and comprehensive.

What kind of food do you like?

Where did you grow up?

What kind of work do you do?

There were also questions about the origins of human magic, tips on using [the Magic That Summons Longswords], training methods for warriors, and even questions about Fern's physical development.

In the brief few minutes of the battle, Rienta, as the main attacker, was subjected to extremely harsh verbal and visual harassment.

Solitär continued her incessant chatter.

"I've always enjoyed chatting with people; it's a really interesting thing to talk to all sorts of people about different topics."

"I also asked them about family, since the concept of Demons doesn't exist among demons."

Sometimes we would ask them about their future dreams, and also their last words.

"I really enjoy exploring human customs, culture, and magical techniques through dialogue."

"So, wasn't it interesting?"

"Rienta ~"

Through the battles that have taken place, Solitär has learned the names of the people in front of her.

That hot-headed soldier was named Stark.

Relying on the [Defensive Magic] that Rienta had cast on him, he kept interrupting it from asking Rienta questions.

The purple-haired mage in the distance is named Fern.

Although he was using [Ordinary Offensive Magic], the casting speed was ridiculously fast, forcing him to devote most of his attention to dodging the Mana beams.

Rienta's eyes twitched when he heard Solitär call him "Lady Rienta" in that sticky, mushy tone.

It must be said that most Demons are indeed top-tier in terms of appearance.

Solitär looked to be only a teenager, wearing a simple long dress and with her hair casually draped over her shoulders.

As she moved nimbly, tinkling sounds rang out, drawing attention to the jade-like feet that were faintly visible beneath her skirt.

A smile played on her lips, her eyes were dreamy, and her tone was seductive.

Leaving aside the cone-shaped longsword that surrounded Solitär, radiating a murderous aura.

In addition, there's his identity as a member of the Great Demons.

A strange feeling instantly surged into Rienta's heart.

P. S.: There should still be some available before 12 o'clock.