The Hill Who Confirmed He Really Wasn't a Mage

Hill glanced at the sky. The first light of dawn would soon arrive.

"Attack that Winter Goddess the moment dawn breaks." He instructed Alice, "One hit is enough. It doesn't matter whether she dies."

"There aren't any attack spells left in Ball Ball." Alice looked a little embarrassed. "I must have used too many earlier. I got overly excited. I'll be more careful next time."

"It's fine. We have the Divine Artifact Painting." Hill pointed at the enormous oil painting hanging behind him. "He'll attack along with you."

Generally speaking, anything that could become a Divine Artifact possessed powerful spirituality and could already think independently.

It was just that most Divine Artifacts had no interest in communicating with the outside world.

But if someone they disliked dared to touch them, they would basically only create a disaster.

Hill's Divine Artifact Painting was considered extremely amiable. As long as Hill had a reasonable request, he would carry it out.

It was probably because the divine powers used to create him were all rather fond of Hill.

The Winter's Ring in Hill's hand was different. Although it was polite enough to Hill, he had to control it himself. It was impossible for it to attack on its own just because he said something to the painting, as he had done today.

That would cost extra.

As for the Supreme Good Talisman, an artifact with a single function like this rarely had any flow of thought. Even if it possessed spirituality, it would not show any signs of it. Besides, Hill had never used it. He had not even deployed it against the evil Devils, and it had long since become dissatisfied.

Alice nodded in satisfaction. She was actually somewhat hostile toward the Winter Goddess.

It was probably because Aglaia also controlled part