"Boom—!"
The roar of a tsunami rang across the snowfield.
It was a tsunami of snow.
Under the savage sweep of the frigid blade light, the snow was heaved up like a tidal wave, then melted into water at a visible rate and vanished.
The blade light swept through, striking the leading Sleipnir head-on.
"Boom—!"
With an explosion, the metal carriage was effortlessly sent flying and, with a sharp crack, split directly into two.
"Aaaahhh—!"
Cries of agony immediately rang out.
They came not only from the Russian Orthodox Church's magicians, but also from the ordinary villagers being transported in the convoy.
The sudden commotion was so violent that it seemed as though Academy City's bombers had finally begun fulfilling their true purpose, dropping bombs from the sky to turn all of Russia into a sea of flames. Both sides screamed.
As for Blanche, he tumbled out of the carriage that had been cut in half and rolled miserably through the snow.
His mind was blank.
Though he remained conscious, he could not immediately comprehend the situation before him.
Sleipnir was not merely a metal carriage. It was a genuine spiritual item.
A crystallization of power made possible by the miracle known as magic had actually been cleaved in two with a single slash?
This had to be a joke.
Of course, although Blanche could not understand that reality, he at least understood one thing.
They had been attacked.
By the time Blanche grasped that much, the other Russian Orthodox Church magicians had understood as well.
"Ooooooh—!"
Before Blanche could even rise from the snow, the Russian Orthodox Church magicians shouted in unison, controlling their Sleipnirs as they charged toward the attacker.
It looked as though they intended to use the Sleipnirs as war chariots.
Sleipnir could indeed be used