Hilbert had taken an interest in letting outsiders see him not only because he did not want to disrupt Rommel's plans... If there was something wrong with him, then Kament Tower's prized disciple, whom he had specifically sought out and spent a long time alone with, naturally had problems as well.
It was also because the battle on the screen had reached its conclusion.
Delifus had gotten his wish... While he did not dare casually risk using the Order Diamond for a strike, the black-robed Mage had nearly exhausted himself to hit him twice with an Eighth-Circle Undead Spirit spell: Black Flame Spell.
Hilbert saw it clearly. On the surface, Gilbert had used that spell because it could spread to the people around its target, forcing them to resist with all their might... The spreading effect of Black Flame Spell could not be negated by ordinary defensive spells.
Of course, it was not impossible to extinguish, but doing so would inevitably consume a great deal of mana.
Only the purest water and the purest light could suppress this Black Flame Spell... Unfortunately, no one there possessed such abilities.
But in truth, what Gilbert probably wanted more was Black Flame Spell's nausea-inducing effect.
Weakened constitution and weakened soul were both aftereffects of being burned by Black Flame Spell... Gilbert simply wanted to watch Delifus press a hand to his stomach and keep vomiting right in front of him.
And Delifus truly had not expected that the effects of those two Eighth-Circle Spells would surpass any Ninth-Circle Spell he had ever seen.
So he was thoroughly flustered... Casting spells while vomiting was also something he had encountered for the first time.
Hilbert stared seriously at Russell and Carpenter. Without turning his head, he pointed at Delifus on the screen, who was already