Privilege

During the interview.

Before leaving, Frieren turned back to Serie and asked:

Can I ask you one more question?

Seeing that Serie did not answer, Frieren continued:

"This flower field must have been created by magic."

Serie said calmly, "So what?"

Frieren said softly, "This is Master's favorite magic. Didn't you say this kind of magic was boring?"

"To be honest, mentoring Flamme was a mistake."

Even with such outstanding talent, they ultimately failed to reach my level.

Having said that, Serie squatted down and looked at the flower field in front of her, which had been created by magic.

He continued:

"After her, I also took on many apprentices."

"Most of them, even until their deaths, never reached my level of magical skill."

"But incredibly, even though I took them in on a whim, I can clearly remember each of their personalities and favorite magic."

"Frieren, why have I never regretted taking on so many disciples?"

Even so, they failed to leave their mark on history.

"Thump~ thump~ thump~"

Hearing the bell, Stark, who was waiting outside the Continental Magicians' Association,

He said, "The night bells have rung."

"The ceremony for granting privileges should be coming to an end soon."

Frieren sat on the bench and said with emotion:

"First-Class Mage, one of the top 50 mages in the world."

"Rienta and Fern have both become excellent mages."

He then took out the [Holy Staff Emblem] from his robes and said with a smile:

"In this era, they could certainly become more famous magicians than I am."

"... Frieren." Stark opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

"I'm so happy for them," Frieren said softly.

"Me too."

Just then...

The First-Class Mage, Lylene, suddenly appeared.

"Lord Frieren."

"... Who is this?" Stark asked Frieren curiously.

Frieren explained, "He's from the Continental Magicians' Association."

Laiern bowed and then said apologetically:

"I am Lylene, First-Class Mage, and one of Serie's many disciples."

"Lady Serie seems to have caused you quite a bit of trouble."

"It's nothing," Frieren said, looking at Lylene. "She's always been like this."

The two suddenly fell silent.

Stark looked around, then asked, "What's wrong, Frieren?"

Frieren looked at Lylene and said calmly:

"You really can see my magic flickering."

"Such exceptional skill in magic is completely unlike that of a mage in this peaceful era."

Lylene stared at Frieren and replied softly:

"Yes, I'm a mage who only knows how to fight; I'm already outdated."

"Lady Serie often says,"

"If I had been born in an era of war between demon kings, I would probably be able to stand alongside those heroes who have gone down in history."

"I see." Frieren tilted her head and asked:

So, what brings you here?

Lylene stared intently at Frieren and said:

"Among Serie's many disciples, only the legendary great mage Flamme has made a name for himself in history."

"After I die of old age, there will be one less piece of proof of that person's existence."

Then, Lylene's expression turned serious as she looked at Frieren and continued:

"I don't want that person to be alone in the future."

"Therefore, even if it means bearing the infamy of murdering the legendary mage, Lady Frieren, I am willing to do it."

Having said that, Lylene summoned her wand and aimed it directly at Frieren was sitting on the bench.

Without hesitation, he unleashed a [Ordinary Offensive Magic].

Frieren instantly used Defensive Magic.

But this was shattered by Lylene's attack.

Seeing this, they quickly got up and created some distance.

But Lylene quickly launched another attack on Frieren.

The successive attacks shattered Frieren's Defensive Magic, which she had no intention of retaliating.

And it hit her shoulder.

But Frieren didn't care at all.

When Lyle realized that she had really hurt Frieren,

So he began to speak:

"Lady Frieren, would you mind sparring with me?"

Frieren didn't want to fight Lylene for this reason.

He said calmly, "I won't spar with you; it's a waste of time."

After saying that, Frieren sighed and glanced at her shoulder, which was throbbing slightly.

He said helplessly, "Really, why are all the mages who only know how to fight so clumsy?"

After finishing her rant, Frieren looked at Lylene and said:

"You don't need to go down in history, Serie will remember you well."

As he walked towards Lylene without any warning, he continued:

She couldn't express her thoughts even to her own students.

"Even in this aspect, she's like a child."

Just then...

Rienta and Fern also came out.

The two encountered the injured Frieren as they walked down the stairs.

Upon seeing this, Rienta's gaze sharpened.

He unleashed an enhanced version of the [Magic That Heals Everything] on Frieren.

She glanced at Lylene, First-Class Mage was standing not far away with a wand in hand.

Then he looked at Stark, who was following behind Frieren.

He asked calmly:

"Who did this?"

Stark blurted out instinctively, "That mage over there did it."

"I see."

The enhanced version of [Magic That Heals Everything] is blessed by [Goddess's Blessing].

Frieren's injuries were not serious, so the wounds disappeared in an instant.

Rienta withdrew her hand and looked at Lyleen in the distance.

In a flash, he was right next to Lyleen.

"Rienta..."

Frieren reached out, intending to stop her disciple.

But they grasped at nothing.

It's [High-Speed Movement Magic].

I studied the magical Rienta with great interest for a while after I got my hands on it.

After all, he had seen this magic, which was comparable to teleportation, before the ruined royal tomb.

It took him almost an hour to learn this spell.

The initial results are already visible.

As Rienta approached Lyleen, the phantom swords summoned by [Shadow-Driving Magic] rushed towards Lyleen's vital points.

Seeing this, Lylene activated [Defensive Magic] to block the attack.

Just as he was about to retaliate, a sense of death washed over him.

As a mage skilled in combat, Lylene made the right choice.

After blocking the illusory sword, they immediately created distance.

It took to the air.

The ground where he had been standing had been turned into a large crater several meters in diameter.

The tortoise-shell-shaped cracks are still spreading outwards.

Lyleen looked at Rienta, who stood on the ground with his sword, with lingering fear.

He had read the information about Rienta.

Whether it's the terrifying magical power that's completely out of character for someone their age, or the amazing self-created magic.

And then there's that unknown magic that can ignore all attacks.

All of this proves that Rienta is definitely an excellent First-Class Mage.

But what's with this terrifying close-combat ability?