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Chapter 322 Frilian the Fist
The girl was petite and strikingly beautiful, with glossy silver twin tails. She wore a white dress with a gold base and a shawl, brown leather boots, and black stockings. Her emerald green eyes should have been as beautiful as jewels…

However, she was staring with a pair of clear, dead fish eyes, which ruined the beauty of the scene, and her two short, beady eyebrows were slightly furrowed, as if she was at a loss about the current situation.

When you feel lost, why not listen to what the Overlord of Heaven has to say...

"monster?"

Rao paused for a moment and then asked.

He had met Yakumo Yukari and Yukina from another world before, but as youkai and demons, they didn't look much different from ordinary people. However, the silver-haired girl who appeared in front of them just now had a pair of obviously inhuman features—"long, pointed ears".

Below those long, narrow, pointed ears were two raindrop-shaped red pendants, seemingly specially decorated.

If Rao also watched isekai reincarnation stories, he might know that creatures with this appearance are "elves." However, unfortunately, the end of the century, which had just ended World War III, was not yet fertile enough to provide the cultural soil for the emergence of Japanese Western fantasy.

"Not a monster, but an elf."

The silver-haired girl replied expressionlessly.

Although her tone was excessively calm, the girl held a golden-red staff with a huge ruby ​​inlaid at the top tightly in her fair hand, pointing it at the two conspicuous targets in front of her, showing that she had not let her guard down.

Rao also became slightly interested. He could sense that the "little girl" in front of him, who was still able to remain calm and composed, was gathering a special power different from battle aura. If he dared to make any dangerous moves, he would definitely be met with a merciless attack from her in the next second.

Every movement of the girl was meticulously crafted, seemingly casual yet incredibly concise. Despite appearing to be only fourteen or fifteen years old, she seemed to have been through countless battles…

"Ho ho, you actually think you can resist me, Rao...?"

He spread his huge arms wide, adopting a defenseless posture, and looked down at the twin-tailed girl who seemed to be no taller than his knees with an oppressive gaze, making a provocative move.

"Give it your all and let me see where your confidence comes from."

Rao didn't deliberately lower his voice, but the boxers present were all skilled and sharp-eyed, so they naturally noticed what was happening. They stopped their clanging weapons and turned their curious or puzzled gazes to the petite girl whose style was so different from theirs.

The scene at this point was rather bizarre.

A group of muscular giants, their muscles still twitching slightly and drenched in sweat, surrounded the tiny elf girl with terrifying expressions and imposing presence. They formed an impenetrable encirclement, like moving walls of flesh.

The silver-haired elf looked up at the group of muscular men whose arms were bigger than her whole body. The shadows of those well-developed muscles completely covered her body, and all that could be seen were the muscles that contained powerful strength.

call--

The heat emanating from the bodies of the Nanto Superman Martial Artists, having just finished their training, surged towards the girl like a tsunami, threatening to completely engulf her.

"Who is this girl...?"

"She's so beautiful, but still not as perfect as Yoda..."

"I really want to touch that ear..."

Clearly, everyone looked at me with curiosity, as if they had discovered some rare and exotic creature. Although I vaguely sensed that they meant me no harm, amidst the discussions, I briefly gestured with my staff to show the difference in size between myself and the huge, muscular men around me. I opened my mouth, but then silently put down the exquisite staff in my hand.

She possessed a technique called "magic perception," but she couldn't find anything related to magic in these people... In other words, they were just a group of overly muscular "humans."

Whether humans can grow to three meters tall or have fists the size of wheels is another matter, but even with just the naked eye, she can clearly understand one fact—those muscles are not just for show; they are actually highly refined muscles compressed to the extreme after countless hours of training, yet they are still unimaginably massive.

This level of physical strength was comparable to that of the most elite warriors she had ever seen…

No matter how excellent a mage is, she will not have a good outcome if she is approached by a top warrior... Those arms, which are as thick as those of a demon general, can turn her into a cookie or hamburger patty with just a light touch.

Moreover, there are at least a dozen here…

In fact, there were dozens of others who were a little late and missed it, and could only try to squeeze in from the outside, hoping to join in the excitement related to the third Beidou satellite.

An elf from another world accidentally wandered into the Nanto Gym and, despite his best efforts, could not defeat it.

If other group members were present, they would definitely ask Jia Ji, "Wait, why did you have to bring people here at this time and place?"

Yes, Jagi really is that bad.

Although the silver-haired elf girl had considered the possibility of encountering unexpected situations, she never imagined that she would encounter the situation she was in now.

No, are there any humans left here?

She slightly regretted coming to such a strange place without thinking things through, and even wanted to immediately develop her teleportation ability to return to her own world, but…

"Everyone, let's disperse, don't scare her."

The only familiar face the elven girl could claim to know was Grandpa Jagija. He clapped his hands, producing a deafening sonic boom that sent the bored boxers aside, leaving only Rao, whom he had summoned earlier.

"Let me introduce you. This is an elven mage from another world who came to learn magic. Her nickname is—[Fury Freylian]!"

Jia Ji introduced it in a very serious manner.

"A monkey?"

Rao didn't quite understand any of the words Rao was saying, and he had no idea why Jagi had kept him behind, but he understood that the special energy he had just felt was probably magic.

"Ahem... This is my elder brother Rao, a great mage proficient in all kinds of spellcasting without incantation and spellcasting without a staff, known as 'Rao the Strong Fist'!"

The elven girl… oh, to correct me, the old magician, Frilian, also looked puzzled, but still listened quietly.

Jagi continued to spout nonsense with a straight face:
"That is... the holder of the assassination magic (assassination fist technique) that I told you about, capable of killing all demons."

(End of this chapter)