Opportunity

"If you wish, let me play the role of the enemy until the very end."

The trident slammed into the ground, sending up an invisible shockwave. Macht stood holding the trident.

"Belonging to the Demon King's Army, the Seven Sages of Destruction, Macht of the Golden Land."

"Here."

Countless gold flakes rose into the air around Macht, spiraling around him.

"Bang!!"

The trident and gold disc struck Duncan's Defensive Magic, shattering it into pieces, allowing Duncan to retreat.

Hmm, the fighting style has completely changed. If you get hit by this gold flake, you'll probably be torn to pieces.

He flew into the air and unleashed Ordinary Attack Magic from a blind spot.

But it had no effect.

Macht used magic to deploy Absolute Defense.

A defense method that requires no action.

It's all numerical values.

The golden disc, like a dragon, struck Duncan head-on while he was in mid-air.

Duncan looked at the gold plate that had pierced his right shoulder and clutched the wound.

"Hmm." Just a scratch and it's this badly injured...? This goes beyond the scope of offensive magic.

You've poured so much effort into researching magic, but who are you really fighting against?

This is certainly not something designed for modern magical warfare.

The pinnacle of magic that humans can never reach.

This is Seven Sages of Destruction.

He pulled the gold plate off his right shoulder.

However, I'm not dead yet.

I can continue fighting.

Continue.

An ugly dance.

Struggling to the very end.

"Ugh!" Duncan barely dodged the attack of the gold flakes. "These things... are like countless sentient monsters..."

Its attack direction cannot be predicted using magical perception...

Macht hasn't made a move yet.

Concentrate and don't miss his preparatory attack movements...

Grasp the pre-animation... I can do it.

Macht's trident traced a graceful arc from right to left, then fell, sending a pillar of gold plates soaring into the sky, but Duncan dodged it.

Hmm... I can do it after all.

Frieren entrusted her back to me because she trusted me.

I must deal with Macht here.

"You're still not giving up?"

"Haha! You've distanced yourself from me now! Frieren, are you stalling for time? What's your purpose? What are you waiting for?"

"..." Frieren didn't speak, she just kept attacking.

"Oh... Killing Magic, huh? Humans really do like this kind of magic. If I had to point out a flaw, it's that the spell is too refined and concise, making it easy for humans to learn. After all, it's an excellent penetrating spell with great versatility."

"This kind of magic has now become the mainstream magic for humanity. In the wars of the Southern Lands, it is the magic that has taken the most human lives."

"As expected of Killing Magic."

"Seeing this scene, that great, Corrupt Sage Qual must be laughing his head off in hell."

"... How do you know Qual is dead?"

Demons generally don't care about their own kind.

At least, that's how it's understood by humans.

Didn't I already say that I enjoy chatting with humans?

Many people have mentioned this to me.

"You might even know someone here."

Here we go again... Using words to sway humans is a common tactic of the Demons. Because they speak the same language, the human brain always takes it upon itself to interpret it, just like now, I've already felt anger.

Because it's simple and direct, it's more efficient.

Moreover, this guy is extremely skilled at this tactic.

It knows what words will most provoke me.

Frieren looked down at the girl with her hands tucked into her sleeves.

To reach this level of "learning," how many people did she have to kill?

"That being said, Frieren, I think you should understand that attacks of this magnitude cannot buy time. Demons do know very little about human magic, but they are not as incapable of understanding human magic as they are of 'curses'."

"Even Killing Magic that has been integrated into the human magical system is no exception. Understanding the principles of this kind of magic doesn't take much time. Finding a countermeasure would be even faster."

"At least for me, this kind of attack is useless."

Solitär didn't move, once again using her magic to withstand the Killing Magic.

"That's what I thought at first too, but how do you explain the injury on your shoulder?"

Solitär smiled but didn't say anything.

"So it really was caused by compressed Killing Magic," Frieren confirmed.

A solid, Killing Magic flashed by, and Ms. Solitär's figure appeared in the smoke.

Her eyes held no gloom; her bright pupils and clear whites combined to create a pure sense of joy.

It's not the ecstatic joy of laughter, but a warm, natural delight that comes from discovering something interesting.

The subtle playfulness at the corner of her eyes elevates her gaze beyond mere friendliness, adding a touch of lively personality.

She seemed like a girl next door who was about to make a friendly joke at any moment.

The magic shield successfully defended against the compressed, Killing Magic.

It's not a honeycomb-shaped Defensive Magic, because that requires casting, while a shield made of magic doesn't.

"You're right, but I've seen this kind of magic before."

A magic shield... It can even do that? Not only that, but its reaction isn't human either... Well, it wasn't human to begin with.

However, since it has provided a defense, it proves that it is indeed effective.

We had to wait for her to make a mistake.

It would be better if the casting speed were a bit faster.

If she were here...

Was she killed? She remembered what Solitär said earlier.

I cannot say for sure that she is lying; Solitär is indeed that powerful, so it's not surprising that she was killed.

A ball of light once again materialized in Solitär's hand.

Hmm, I'm out of time.

As for the brave Himmel, he would surely trust his companions and entrust his back to them.

It's nice to do something like this once in a while.