Blazing crimson radiance burst forth like the sun overhead.
But this time, what shot out was not the warm light of dawn, but a blood-red glare.
Vanessa trembled, as though cowed by an invisible force, almost frozen in place.
At the crucial moment, an unholy aura resembling a Demon God's blessing surged from her body. She finally broke free of the invisible restraint and retreated.
That retreat spared her a fatal blow.
Roland's Cleave-Head Spell only sliced off the tip of her horn.
Vanessa lightly covered her ample breasts, which had nearly been sliced off as well. Her eyes shimmered as she smiled. "Your Excellency Roland, you really are heartless."
Then she blinked through space and fled outside.
Roland pursued her, only then discovering that a mysterious mist had enveloped the surroundings at some point.
Walls of force barely visible to the naked eye blocked the paths, turning the surroundings into a tangled maze.
"Is this the advanced eighth-level spell, Maze Spell?"
Roland stopped.
"She had no chance to cast this spell during our fight. An accomplice must have helped her when she attacked.
"And that accomplice is no low-level mage."
Normally, even while fighting Vanessa, he should have noticed something.
"But even with this trick, don't think you can escape."
Not every spell required a direct attack to kill an enemy.
Watching her figure disappear near the distant spatial exit, Roland did not panic. Instead, he took out a handful of gems and raised a magic goblet inscribed with a runic magic array, offering a sacrifice to the void as though paying reverent homage.
The Magic Grail was a high-grade wondrous item, engraved inside and out with mysterious patterns and fashioned into a miniature Magic Array Platform. He had commissioned it specifically to make casting Wish on himself more