What Kind of Mages Are Those?

No Door Bar.

When Bayonetta and Jeanne entered, Clea, who had been waiting for them for a long time, immediately stood up.

"I'll buy you a drink."

She came over and spoke to the two women.

Although she knew she wanted something, Bayonetta didn't refuse since someone else was willing to pay.

Mainly, the two of them were bored.

In their world, there are enough angels for them to kill, and now they don't even know where to go to cause trouble.

Soon, three glasses of wine with unlimited refills were brought over.

Bayonetta picked up the wooden glass, took a big gulp, and then asked, "What is it?"

Clea looked serious and said, "I know this isn't right, but I have no other choice but to come to you."

I have no friends on Earth.

Jeanne replied, "Then you're quite a failure."

Clea gave a slight twitch at the corner of her mouth.

Bayonetta didn't mock her, because they were the same.

Fortunately, I still have a home.

Just say it.

Hearing Bayonetta's words, Clea knew that Jeanne of Arc listened to her.

Because Bayonetta exudes the aura of a big sister.

"Alright, some of my people came to Earth, but they were captured. I demanded they hand them over, but they refused."

Clea looked at them earnestly and said, "I can't beat them all by myself, so I need help."

Bayonetta and Jeanne showed little reaction upon hearing this.

Jeanne, instead, crossed her long Longlegs and said, "What benefit would we get if we helped you?"

Clea knew that now was the most crucial moment.

"I'm not from Earth, I don't have much money."

This made Bayonetta smile, and she tilted her head. "We lack everything, but we don't lack money."

With Li Chen, the big boss, around, they would never lack money.

Not to mention, they hardly use any money at all.

Other women also need to buy clothes and bags.

Bayonetta and Jeanne don't need any of that; their clothes are all made from their magical long hair, and they can simply change into whatever style they want.

Therefore, they miss out on the fun of shopping.

So they were very interested in what Clea was saying; finally, they were having some fun.

"Then I can only give you some local specialties."

Clea finally smiled. She actually looked very young, and with her silver-white hair, she looked almost like Jeanne.

"I come from the Dark World. We don't have much of anything there, except resources."

As Dormammu expanded, he continuously devoured other dimensions, which resulted in the accumulation of many resources.

The locals of the Dark Dimension are not skilled at using these resources, so Clea can use them freely.

"Oh?"

Bayonetta wasn't sure if it would be useful, but she didn't refuse. "Deal."

"We'll contact you if we need anything then."

Bayonetta then downed the drink in one gulp, but as soon as she finished, a surge of energy rose from the bottom of the glass, refilling it.

"Tell me, who is your enemy?"

Jeanne Arc looked at her curiously, hoping she wasn't too weak.

Even vampires couldn't satisfy the two witches.

Clea spoke up, "They are sorcerers from Kamar-Taj."

"Oh?"

Bayonetta and Jeanne exchanged a glance, finally showing interest.

"Mages? How strong are they?"

Bayonetta's eyes gleamed with excitement.

"They are not weak, but their main strength lies in their large numbers."

Clea added, "Furthermore, their Sorcerer Supreme is extremely powerful; it's best not to provoke her."

She glanced at the two witches, unsure if they had listened.

All I saw was that they got excited.

They look like the legendary Amazons, a bunch of battle maniacs.

"Where is Kamar-Taj? Let's go up there and wipe them all out."

Jeanne took a sip of wine and said casually.

"No."

This startled Clea: "I just wanted to save people, and Kamar-Taj is good for your Earth; they've been fighting off invasions from other dimensions."

"If you cause chaos in Kamar-Taj, it will endanger the Earth."

After Clea said that, Bayonetta and Jeanne realized the seriousness of the situation.

Kamar-Taj was good after all.

They weren't those angelic guys.

That's troublesome, because they're only good at dealing with bad guys.

They looked at Clea and realized that Clea wasn't so bad after all.

"That's them."

Just then, Clea looked to the side.

Suddenly, a portal appeared inside the No Door Bar.

Then, several mages poured out from inside.

They were all dressed in monks' robes and looked just like monks.

He just wasn't bald.

They came in shouting, "The usual!"

"OK."

The bartender beamed; the mages at Kamar-Taj were very generous, and the prices weren't low.

"Let's go take a look."

Bayonetta stood up at that moment.

All she wants to do right now is fight.

While it's forbidden to kill, it doesn't say you can't injure.

Why not just beat them until they hand over the person?

So, all three women stood up aggressively.

Bayonetta got up, and Jeanne followed suit.

Seeing that both witches had gotten up, Clea naturally couldn't stay seated either; she was the client.

So the three women walked toward the sorcerer of Kamar-Taj.

Several mages were immediately drawn to Bayonetta.

Their eyes widened in disbelief; Bayonetta's figure was simply too incredible.

It was the first time they had ever seen someone whose calves were longer than their thighs.

This is Bayonetta's body proportion; it looks absolutely stunning.

Then a frivolous fellow whistled. "Beautiful female mage, what is it?"

"Certainly."

Bayonetta's face quickly turned cold. "Some of my friends' people went missing, and I heard they were captured by you bunch of idiots."

"Bang!"

She acted immediately, grabbing the whistling guy and slamming his head onto the table. "Now, hand him over."

We don't know what you're talking about.

The other mages were startled by her violent actions and dared not underestimate her any longer.

Then, realizing what had happened, they immediately offered an explanation.

"You'll know once you beat him up."

Bayonetta revealed a violent smile.

Upon hearing her words, the mages immediately took the initiative to attack.

Circular magic circles appeared in their hands, and they struck directly at the violent witch before them.

But as soon as they made their move, they were swept away by a pair of long Longlegs.

They forgot that Bayonetta had teammates.

Jeanne leaned on the table, one hand supporting her head. "Are all mages this weak?"

These mages offered virtually no resistance and were swept away.

Seeing this, Clea also became excited.

She hadn't wanted to cause trouble, but since things had come to this, she had no choice but to join the group. "They are monks, so of course they are physically weak."

"That's too weak."

Jeanne immediately realized their weakness.

What kind of mage is someone who only knows magic but has no melee combat skills?