Fighting you is like being in jail.

"Who are you?

Celia's reply was, "What? Can't I have companions? Frilian, aren't you underestimating me?"

"This...it's impossible no matter how you look at it!" Frillian said mercilessly.

"Tsk! You bastard!"

"Grandmaster has always been alone."

"Based on what you just said, I will absolutely not let you pass the Level 1 Mage exam."

I don't need it.

Celia was annoyed once again. She wanted to catch up, but she was repeatedly rebuffed.

Her lips twitched involuntarily, and her gaze toward Frilian seemed to have made up her mind, flashing with a look of revenge.

I'll find a chance to deal with you later!

But before that, let's follow the script.

"Enough with the nonsense, Frilian."

Did they say so?

"

Celia's lips twitched; her blood pressure was a little high.

She took a deep breath, suppressed her emotions, and said seriously:

"The Demon King has appeared again."

“Impossible! The Demon King has been killed! Killed by Simmel.” Frilian’s pupils contracted, her hand clenched into a fist, and she looked at Celie with certainty.

"He is a demon king from another world."

"what?"

“The new Demon King, not a Demon King of the Demon Clan. I came to see you before I went to subdue him.” Celia looked at me earnestly and said meaningfully.

"I see."

Frillie was a little dazed, staring blankly at Celia. An indescribable feeling lingered in her heart; it felt different, very strange.

That so-called omniscient and omnipotent magician actually came to see me before the great battle...

disturbed.

A sense of unease arose; something felt wrong.

"What an unlovable brat." Celia looked on regretfully, a hint of disappointment flashing in her eyes. She felt resentful, but also understood that elves were just so oblivious to emotions.

Finally, he smiled and said, "Since you're already here, I won't just sit idly by. It seems you need some help now."

"Grandmaster, can't you beat him?" Frilian asked blankly, realizing what had happened.

"What?" Celia was taken aback, then smiled.

"That demon king from another world... you can't even defeat him?"

"Who knows? I trust my friends."

Celia narrowed her eyes slightly, a warm smile on her face, conveying an unprecedented trust and confidence.

Only then did Frilian turn her gaze to Leng Chang beside her, observing his feelings.

Strange attire, strange feeling, he can't even be called a warrior.

Partner?

It's unbelievable that my grandmaster would have a partner...

Just then, another person arrived.

It was a demon with devil horns on its head, wearing overalls and a shirt, with no expression on its face, as if it didn't care about anything.

He was the executioner under Aura, and also one of the three demons they encountered on the road, Dorat.

"They're all here. That really saves me the trouble of looking for them one by one."

Dorat stared blankly at the small dungeon filled with people.

He came to assassinate Frillie, but he didn't expect the small cell to be full of people.

"Then you can all die here."

"?"

"?"

Frillie and Celia turned to look, slowly forming a question mark.

The two people were a little stunned when they learned each other's identities.

You're so brave!

One is a magician who has lived for ten thousand years, and the other is a magician who has lived for a thousand years.

Any one of them could be defeated by Dorat's top superior, Aura, and now he wants to pick two.

Seeing this, the cold-hearted person next to him smiled and even clenched his teeth to keep from laughing out loud.

Hold it in! Don't laugh!

But... how could I possibly hold back my laughter when something so funny was happening?! How could I not laugh?!

"You're so brave!"

Celia opened her mouth slightly in surprise and exclaimed in admiration, saying something she would never have said before. It was clear that she had been corrupted by the chat group.

"Let me make this clear beforehand, I'm very strong."

Frilian stared blankly at Dorat, completely unprepared for battle, but her magic was already on high alert.

"Pfft! Need help?"

Leng Chang couldn't help but laugh out loud, and playfully nudged Celia with his elbow as he asked.

"These minor characters can be dealt with easily."

Celia said calmly and snapped her fingers.

Snapped!

puff!

The moment the snap of his fingers rang out, Dorat's body exploded instantly, leaving only his head.

Everything happened so fast that no one except Leng Chang had time to react.

“So strong!

"How did you do that!? I clearly didn't touch it."

Philon and Shutark were terrified, never expecting things to turn out so badly.

Dorat's head landed in front of Celia and Frillien, who were rolling on the ground. Before he was truly dead, in his dying moments, he inexplicably opened his mouth and asked:

Who are you?

"A mere demon is not worthy to know my name."

Celia said coldly, watching as Dorat's head turned into black ash and dissipated on the ground beneath her feet.

Only after she had completely disappeared did she look up at Frilian beside her.

"Frilian, you can handle the Seven Sages outside. My companions are already taking care of the other two."

"it is good."

Frilian nodded and walked outside. Seeing this, Philon and Shutark quickly said goodbye to Leng Chang and followed her.

After Frilian and the others left.

Celia looked up at Leng Chang beside her and said calmly, "What are the arrangements next? Are you sure it's okay for you to be exposed to them like this?"

"Absolutely no problem. You know, the classic scenario of a traitor appearing in a hero's party is something we all have to experience: arriving at the Demon King's location only to find him absent, and then someone in the party sneaks up on you, backstabbing you and revealing that they are the Demon King."

Leng Chang's eyes flashed with a bright light, and he smiled expectantly, as if he had witnessed something extremely joyful and could not contain his excitement. He covered his face to suppress his laughter, and his shoulders shook.

"You're so boring."

Celia muttered a speechless complaint, but continued with a smile, "In that case, the plot of a deceased mentor being resurrected by the Demon King and becoming an enemy is also quite good. I really look forward to it, I wonder if Frilian will be able to bring herself to do it."

"I can also teach Frilian a lesson."

In the dimly lit dungeon, Celia and Leng Chang's eyes flashed with a terrifying red cross light, like those of demons.

the other side.

Inside the castle, the lord was kidnapped by the demon Luguna and locked in a room, pinned to a chair.

Meanwhile, on the outdoor city walls outside the room, a battle was raging.

There are two enemies, Luguna and Line.

They were all demons under Aura's command.

At this moment, Kaname Madoka clenched her fist with a powerful air as she faced the appearance of the enemy, her eyes gleaming with anticipation.

"Everyone! I'm sure I can succeed this time!"

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a heavy weight on her shoulders, as if everyone was holding her tightly.

Upon closer inspection, she saw Homura Akemi, Shizuka Hiratsuka, and Ichiri Goto clinging to her from three directions, with Ichiri Goto even more shamelessly holding onto her legs.

"Press it out! Xiaoyuan, please! Just watch!"

"Yes, yes, yes! Xiaoyan is right! Calm down, now is not the time to fight!"

"No! Madoka! This is my lifelong request! Don't go to fight!"

The three screamed in terror, giving Kaname Madoka no chance. Kaname Madoka, caught in the middle, struggled and said:

"Let me go! I want to fight! I'm sure I have other good cards in my deck!"

"No no no no!"

"give up!"

"You're not ready to fight yet, let the newcomers take over!"

The battle raged on the city walls behind the battlefield of time.

Meanwhile, Kitahara Iori and Sato Kazuma stood dashingly in front of Ruguna and Rine, their poses stylish and exuding a fighting spirit.

Kazuma Sato lifted his bangs, revealing a confident smile with kind teeth:

"AYIBO! It's about to start!"

"Oh!"

Kitahara Iori responded affirmatively, but the corners of his mouth twitched uncontrollably, and a sinister smile gradually crept up behind Sato Kazuma.

Jiejiejiejie

Kazuma! As a newbie, you probably have no idea how terrifying battles can be!

Damn it! It's so great to trick you when you know nothing about it!

Bullying newbies—that's awesome!

"Activate your ability!"

I've already drawn the ultimate move—

[Spiral Throw!] The thrown object will become a powerful attack.

"Hahahahahahahaha!" Kitahara Iori's eyes flashed with excitement, more so than ever before.

In that instant, without the slightest hesitation, he instinctively grabbed Sato Kazuma's shoulders.

"Kaz! Ma!"

"Huh? What's wrong?" Sato Kazuma felt the pressure on his shoulder and turned around in confusion.

Then I felt a dizzying sensation, and heard Kitahara Iori's frenzied shrill laughter: