Since this lady mage was willing to be whipped...
Kroya did not stand on ceremony. He cast several demonic spells on the spot, using Symphony as a whip.
If poor Symphony knew its master was using demonic magic to turn it into a whip, who knew whether it would laugh or cry?
As Symphony's whip lashed Lady Beletta's body of mana, spells bombarded the surroundings. With the rainbow grass in Rainbow Poem's land of all-pervading rainbow grass serving as his mana source, Kroya's reserves were practically inexhaustible.
He had no idea how things had ended up this way... somehow, their magical battle had become a one-sided display of Kroya's spells. He could pour out his mana without restraint, while the legendary-rank Wraith Archduke looked utterly delighted.
"..."
Kroya found it increasingly strange. He even sensed an uncanny aura of pleasure emerging around them, accompanied by exuberant laughter.
It belonged to none of the gods or demons he had ever encountered.
This power came from the vast starry sky!
He stopped decisively. With a wave, he dispersed the surging mana around them and looked helplessly at the Wraith Archduke. "Lady Beletta, I know you're seeking a collision between life and death, but my power is too explosive. Something is bound to go wrong.
"Why not consider what Theodore just told you?
"Come enjoy yourself in my magical little house. What do you say?"
He could see it now: there really might be something wrong with this woman. Did every legendary figure have some abnormal side?
By now, Beletta had calmed down.
She straightened her clothes. Her tone finally lost its earlier exaggeration and became considerably clearer. "This is my law, dear sun... legends need laws to sustain them."
"Though I don't know your path to becoming legendary, many laws intertwine within