I, with a long knife in my hand, can only do one move

"Eh?"

"About this point, let me take you to see it—the thing that young people like most now."

【Elbath Arena】

One of the professional arenas in Orut City, it is also a fixed venue for the annual [Glo Robat] qualifiers.

In the arena where martial arts users and magic users are on the same stage, there is only one rule: do not kill each other.

Other - no restrictions.

"Let's show you how real witches and mages fight. It's a completely different level from the previous training where you chased each other and stood on the ground and threw magic at each other."

There were not many spectators in the arena, and they sat scattered on the seats, sometimes discussing something in a low voice, and some people were engrossed in staring at the figures who were discussing in the arena, and recorded them in their notebooks.

“The Glorobat qualifiers haven’t started yet this year, so there aren’t many people here, but they are obviously already preparing for the qualifiers

, it can be said that it is a real battle. "Gresta took Isabella to a seat near the arena and sat down. Now there were two young people preparing to fight in the large venue.

There is a huge and solid field magic shield around the arena to protect the audience and competitors. The live broadcast screen is suspended in the center, and the definition is very high. It should be said that it is the perfect combination of magic and technology.

"The player information is displayed over there, and there is a countdown limit for the start and progress of the game under the arena stage." Gresta explained to Isabella while pointing her in the direction of the facility.

[Preparation countdown: 45...44...]

"It's about to start, remember - there is only one rule, that is, you can't kill your opponent." There seemed to be a trace of hidden excitement in Gresta's eyes, and she stared intently at the stage.

The red and blue sides are a man and a woman respectively.According to the introduction on the information board, Isabella can know the names and basic information of the two.

[Red square: Sisrock Addison male 6th-rank earth system magister]

[Blue side: Rachel Slaughter Red Moon Girl Level 4 Qi Warrior]

"This surname...is there a level 4 Qi warrior?"

"Martial skills users are generally passed down in the family, but outer disciples are also accepted to practice, but outer disciples need to change their surnames if they want to learn family martial arts, like that child."

Gresta shot her eyes at the female warrior who was gearing up. She was about 25 or six years old. Her dark red eyes were sharp and full of heroism, and her short black hair was like a brave fighter. And flip.

The lowest level of warrior strength is level 9, and then increases upwards, and level 1 warrior is the highest.

The strength levels of witches and magisters are opposite, the first level is the lowest, and the twelfth level is the highest.Represents the highest level of magic power that can be released.

"Little Isa is now an eighth-level witch, because you can omit the chant, and you can fight against a tenth-level witch."

At present, the highest level of magic that Isabella can cast: the seventh-level magic of the dark attribute [Death Curse], [Evil Entanglement], the eighth-level magic of the sacred attribute [Judgment of Light] [Asylum Field]

"Is the highest strength that magic can achieve related to talent?"

"That's right, talent determines the bottom line of magic. Some people become seven-level witches when they become adults, and some can only stop at level six after practicing for a lifetime. This is an insurmountable gap."

"It's cruel... something like talent."

"So you can see how amazing your master Miss Gesebrisack is? She has no talent for learning magic at all, not at all." Gresta looked at the center of the arena stage and gained momentum. The eyes of the two who were ready to go to war were blurred.

A body that cannot continue to grow...not even the strength to swing a sword. With her own efforts and sweat, she opened up a path that only belongs to her.

"Brisac spell..." Isabella replied softly.

"Yes."

[Ready countdown: 3..2..1..0]

[The battle begins! 】

The moment the buzzer sounded, representing the beginning of the battle, it was completely contrary to what Isabella expected. Rachel, who was using martial arts, immediately flew back, but it was Sislock, who was a magician, who took the initiative to attack. !

"Eh?"

Whoosh - the ring-shaped flying medium flashing with magical light flew over, was caught by Sislock, put it on the wrist, and the whole person instantly soared into the air at an extremely fast speed, rushing towards Rachel.

As if answering Isabella's question, Gresta smiled and said, "Have you forgotten what I taught you? Before the battle begins, you can do anything except attack your opponent—"

"You mean... magical memory?"

Chant the spell in advance and store it in the magic medium, and it can be fired instantly when it needs to be used.

Boom boom boom! !

The moment the man waved his wand, several rock pillars rose from the ground and intersected, trapping Rachel in them. In a blink of an eye, two other spells followed one after another.

"Sink in the ground, Chongyan!"

The ground under his feet instantly turned into a sticky quagmire, which not only restricted his movement, but also sealed off the surrounding space where he could dodge.

Looking at the huge rock wall formed and crushed above Rachel's head, Gresta smiled meaningfully: "In battles, the winner is often determined in an instant, like the kind of fight where you come and go In most cases, it’s mostly acting.”

"Is Miss Rachel going to lose?"

Obviously before he could do anything, he was blocked from the action space, controlled the ability to move and could only meet the incoming magic blow...

No wonder Miss Rachel had to distance herself first.

But Isabella can actually vaguely foresee that if the magister casts all the spells chanted in advance, then the battle situation may immediately fall to one side...

After all, warriors only need to shake their fists to fight... right?

"No, the one who will lose is the magister."

boom! !

The huge rock slab fell, smashing the figure who raised his arm to defend himself.

Dust and loud bangs filled the arena stage, and it was painful to hear.

"what?"

Gresta's answer surprised Isabella.

"You haven't seen the way warriors fight, have you? They are the least...

I'm afraid of being hit by someone from the other side. "

A second loud bang burst from the center of the arena, seemingly in response to Gresta's words.

The shattered rocks splattered like bullets, crackling and driving the flying magister around. Looking at the center through the dust dispersed by the strong wind, Rachel, who was standing on the spot in a special posture, was completely helpless. hurt.

"That is the exclusive characteristic of a warrior of qi - anti-fragmentation. Infuse the whole body with [qi] to form a posture that absorbs the impact. Although it can only last for a short time, if you are attacked, you can counterattack with an extremely powerful Destroy the opponent."

"Unfortunately, the opponent didn't grasp the timing of the magic attack, and bumped into the iron plate~"

Whoosh—bang!

After the anti-shattering was activated, Rachel immediately rushed into the air to avoid the figure of the gravel, and then struck the palm downward obliquely. You could hear the roar of the compressed air, and a crater was hit on the ground.

With the help of this huge impact, Rachel's figure leaped suddenly, her cheetah-like waist with explosive power twisted, and she volleyed a whip kick towards her opponent.

[The victory and defeat have been divided! 】

boom!

At the same time as the result of the battle appeared on the big screen, a figure was also volleyed from mid-air to the ground like a cannonball, and smashed down with a bang.

[Winner: Blue Fang——Rachel Slaughter Red Moon]

Looking at the stage again, the male magister Sislock, who was embedded in the ground in a large font, has completely lost consciousness.

"So this battle can tell you one thing - as an elegant witch, you must learn to 'fly' well, grasp this huge advantage, and don't be caught by a melee gorilla...or it will be very miserable It's~" Gresta raised her finger beside her face, smiling and telling her students.

"okokokok!"

Looking at the poor ghost who just ate a volley whip and lay on the ground with nothing but breathing out, Isabella nodded like a chicken pecking at rice, for fear that she would be kicked too. It can't be buckled even if it goes into the ground.

Chapter 46 A friend from long ago

Coming out of the arena, Isabella was following Gresta with a strange fish skewer bigger than her head, biting into small bites.

Calculated from the girl's eating speed, it is estimated that it will not be able to finish half of it after eating for an hour.

But after all, it is a special snack of Orut City, and the taste is still very good, sweet, spicy and salty, with a slightly bitter feeling from the burnt parts, it can be said to be full of five flavors.

"Are you going back?"

Came here in the morning, and now the sun is about to go down.Spending most of her time in the bath, flying and shopping made Isabella feel like she was relaxing all day today.

Look at the kebabs in your hands... isn't this a complete day of fun? !

Obviously there is not much time.

"Yeah, I'm almost having fun~" Gresta stretched her waist hard, and the satin-like witch's robe tightly outlined her proud figure, and then the words came from her mouth The low groan also attracted passers-by to secretly look sideways.

It turned out that it was really here to play!

Staring at Gresta's back, Isabella put down the skewer in her hand and was about to complain about something, but Gresta suddenly turned around and said with a smile:

"It's been a long time since I visited the city like this, it's nice to have you by my side, thank you little Isa~"

“…”

For some reason, although Gresta has always been smiling like this, making people unable to see through her inner thoughts, Isabella suddenly felt that she was smiling from the bottom of her heart now.

It's like... a person who has been hiding alone in a corner for a long time is suddenly found, and there are friends by his side.

【It's been a while since I went to the city...about 30 years? 】

Isabella was taken aback when she remembered Gresta's previous words.

Just when the girl was dazed, Gresta had already reached out for a broom and sat on it, beckoning her to come up.

"Huh? What are you doing in a daze, are you tired? You can sleep in my arms, I will fly more steadily~"

"No....!"

Isabella quickly shook her head and sat in Gresta's arms.

The extra-large skewers that were not finished and the things purchased by the other party were tied and hung on the head of the broom. In the fiery red light that was coming at dusk, they flew towards the direction of the Ultramarine Forest.

The breeze was blowing, bringing the fresh breath of soil and grass leaves, as if they were roasted by the fiery red sun, and radiated warmth from the chest.Isabella looked up at Gresta's now concentrating on flying, and couldn't help but think—if 30 years were just "a while" to her, it would be impossible to see Leticia for 120 years. To call it "long time"...

When she thanked herself with a smile today, she said, "It's been a long time since I visited the city like this."

...how long is it?

"What's the matter, is there something on my face?" Gresta lowered her eyelids and looked at Isabella as if she noticed the girl's gaze fixed on her.

"teacher...."

"Ok?"

"The [long time] you just said... how long is it?" Isabella finally couldn't help asking.

The smile on Gresta's face froze, but it only recovered for a moment, and she cast her sights towards the distant sky.

There was silence for a moment at the junction with the canopy.

She smiled and said, "The so-called long time means...it's been so long that I almost forgot what she looked like, and only remembered her name."

"....she?"

"'She' is my friend." A haze of memories appeared in Gresta's eyes. At this moment, she seemed to think of something that could make her happy, and the slightly raised corners of her mouth finally faded away all the cynicism and Frivolous, suffocating and poignant.

The witch who once destroyed [-]% of the entire Durunoi continent and caused the death of hundreds of millions of lives, can use the word "friend" to call a person, which is already true and can make people who know her open their eyes wide Calling it impossible.

You only need to compare the reaction of those two people when they knew Gresta’s identity at the traffic control station, and the fact that Adgokri no longer sells even the style of the flying medium she was flying on, and you can infer that she is It is already well-known in this continent.

It's basically to the point where everyone fears her and wants to hide away or kill her directly.

But when Isabella got along with her, she didn't feel obvious malice, or the feeling of a bad person. Most of the time, she just felt that this powerful witch teacher had a bad personality.

As Gresta narrates, Isabella gradually understands her past.

That was when Gresta was young, and she had become a very powerful witch at that time.

One day, she ran into an elf girl.

"I wasn't even 30 years old at the time, but she looked like a girl much younger than me, but she was already in her 70s, hahaha!"

At that time, Gresta was young and energetic, with a very independent and strong personality, and she was eager to do everything, and even tried to do what she wanted to do when her mind was hot.

"I was practicing magic in the forest, the very powerful one, and you know what? When that guy appeared in front of me with a hair on his head that was blown into a chicken coop, I almost laughed it off!"

"Please, can you stop attacking magic with a wide range at the door of other people's house?" The elf girl at that time had a sad expression and a weak tone, looking like a doormat, so such a warning did not make sense to Gresta. A little deterrent.