Claire flicked her greatsword, sending the wind blades clinging to it flying out. At such close range, Beck had no time to react and could only watch helplessly as the wind blades drew closer and closer to his body.
Just as the wind blades were about to touch Beck, there was a bang! An ornament he wore suddenly lit up, and a transparent, irregular Magic Shield instantly wrapped around him. At the same time, it rebounded with a burst of force. Claire held her greatsword sideways and used that counterforce to drift into the air, then landed steadily after a backflip.
After landing, Claire said calmly, "The outcome is already obvious, isn't it?"
Beck's expression was somewhat ugly, but according to the rules of a duel between mages, he had indeed lost. If not for that Magical Artifact protecting his miserable life, Claire could have killed him with that strike.
Beck was not someone who could not accept defeat, but neither was he willing to admit that he had lost. He silently put his staff back into his Spatial Ring, then lowered his head and walked into the crowd.
Edith, who had been watching from the side, wanted to go after him and comfort him, but Yana reached out and stopped her.
"Why bother with him? It's good to take the edge off his arrogance. Ever since he advanced to High Mage, he's been looking down on everyone. I've disliked him for ages. It's perfect that he lost!"
After thinking about it, Edith found that Yana's words made some sense, so she gave up the idea of going after him to offer comfort.
"Hey." Claire took the initiative to greet them. "Long time no see."
"Long time no see!"
"Long time no see."
Yana and Edith spoke in unison. Afterward,