BJ Swordmaster

Rumbling! Rumbling!

The tower shook violently. It was so shocking that it was hard to stand properly that it hit the entire tower.

All that was happening, just by one knight.

“in and move in!”

There was fear in Botan's cry.

It was not a fear of death.

It was just the fear of a man who realized that his lifelong investments were meaningless.

'How the hell!’

Botan had no choice but to think so.

Coelay's magic is powerful. Slow, but if you can, you deal an irreversible blow to your opponent.

It was a long and complicated process that led to ridicule from other schools.

But

Therefore, Cuelay was never outstripped by his enemies in his own field.

This tower was the land of Cuelay. It was their territory. From the bottom of the tower to the top, it was a space covered with their magic.

And whatever the strength of Cuelay is.

Aside from being simply powerful, one of Coelay's strengths was that he could concentrate the power of several wizards in one place.

It's possible because it's a structure that has magic as a medium.

Even though the tower owner was only five-star, the magic here was the power to devour the seven-star.

'But now.'

Botan's mouth trembled. Wizards of the school sent them to the deepest part of the tower. With instructions to hide important things.

In the midst of being relaxed, not relaxed.

Botan tried to keep a cool head on what was going on.

'The Magic Circle is collapsing.’

The magic was falling apart.

The Magic Circle is like a delicate pile of architecture. Step by step, the tower was stacked from the first floor to the top.

The height of the tower was elevated as the higher the magic.

But now Henry Camilton ghostly found the first floor of the tower and was destroying it.

"…Stop it!"

Botan shouted in a quivering voice.

Henry Camilton's sword was slow and heavy. It was the speed at which the wizard could see it without missing it.

Every time that one inspection was seen, a spell collapsed.

"Stop?"

“…….”

The knight's ridiculous look. Botan could not answer. Because he knew that demand was ridiculous.

"Did I hear you wrong?”

Henry moved again. Relax and take a step, and swing a sword. The magic has fallen.

The next magic spread its tongue as if to swallow the intruder.

At one time, the snake of flame became an illusion.

"Let's see, Cuelay. Slow, but strong. Idiots under such delusions. That's a lousy thing to do. What kind of wizard in the world is just watching his stronghold attack!"

Botan clenched his teeth.

But it can't be helped.

The magic that had been building up for years was falling apart. Are you telling me to draw a magic spell with a branch?

The collapse of the tower's magic meant that all the wizards here would be no match for the combination.

"What the hell is he doing? Camilton! What kind of family is Camilton? What kind of rancor do you have with our Coelay?"

"Wants? What do you want?"

Botan's eyes ached with injustice.

"Then why the hell are you doing this to us!"

"I'm telling you a funny story. Do you have a grudge against those little things?"

"Small things.”

"That's what it is. You don't even remember. I'll forget about you guys. It's just a chore, a chore that's needed to achieve a goal."

Botan rolled his head desperately. I tried to get the name Camilton out of my memory.

"Didn't you lose contact in Holland?"

"……Ah!"

Botan's mouth opened. I didn't know until then. The wizards dispatched to Holland lost touch with the report that a new lord had arrived.

I thought I was saving myself, but I wasn't. The new lord was Camilton. Botan laid down his last hope.

Hit!

Botan put his cane on the floor. From there, a red light stretched out toward the tower.

It was a warning to destroy all materials, to put requests for help in the main body, and to pull out.

“…….”

The tower collapses soon.

The Ballaran tribe of Coelay suffered a mysterious accident, and the rumor surrounding him would end up as a false rumor without evidence.

I mean, Botan thought so.

"I guess you've finally given up.”

The knight scratched the floor with a sword.

The magic that was there collapsed. Collapsed, sprinkled the debris on the side by side. The debris penetrated the second magic frame.

The knight didn't move. After his first move, he was calmly looking at Botan. The second magic fragment broke the third. The third broke the fourth and fifth.

The knight moved only once, but the magic of the five was broken in one move.

Five became eight.

Fifteen years old.

Hundreds of magic on the front door was the cause. Of course, knowing it didn't mean to break it down like this, but it was possible for an immediate knight.

a chain of destruction

The sight overwhelmed Botan.

"Aren't you going to stop me?"

Botan laughed away. What do you want me to stop?

This was not something human power could do. Even if the founder of the school came back alive, it would be inevitable.

Botan gave up. The shock reached the signal he had just transmitted. The red light went out helplessly. Now the wizards in the tower would have to helplessly wait for the botan to return.

"Kuelay was a liar.”

The meaning of life has disappeared, but Botan has become rather comfortable. It was thanks to the conviction that he did not do anything wrong.

Coelay was a rare swindler, and he was only deceived.

It was natural that he could not climb on his own.

"It was inevitable. Trying to bridge the impossible gap. Yeah, I'm glad I know that now."

I thought I wanted to rest. It was good anyway now. For the first time since he entered the magical path, Botan was feeling deeply satisfied.

It was at that moment that something appeared.

"Kuelay is a liar?"

It was translucent. It was clear that Botan was the wizard he felt earlier. The knight stepped back, as if to give him time to talk.

"It would look funny to your eyes. Because we were fooled by Cuelay. No wonder the other schoolmates were mocking me. What a ridiculous thing to be doing when you're walking the wrong way!"

Botan giggled and laughed. Now he was not even interested in his own safety. I felt like I could smile and close my eyes until the moment the knight's sword penetrated my body.

extreme refreshment

But the opponent didn't seem to be willing to send him like that.

"I am. This Coelay is a liar?"

Flashing.

The intense light caused Botan to frown. It was the light emitted from the wizard's whole body. At that moment, Botan faced the sensation he had just felt.

It was an overwhelming but friendly Mana wave.

Botan recalled the voice he had just heard.

"Cuelay?"

It was a strange story. The wizard called himself Coelay. I was angry at the expression "liar."

The light died down. Botan looked at his opponent with his eyes open.

I could see the letters that glowed softly.

"…I can't believe it."

It was unbelievable. Botan realized as soon as he saw it.

Each and every one of those texts was soon replacing a magic wand.

It was Coelay's Magic Circle. An unimaginable structure. However, it was a fact that he had no choice but to admit it the moment he faced it.

The wall in my head collapsed. There was a strong desire to be stuck in the laboratory right away. If I had a little time, I could achieve the growth I had hoped for.

"You're Coelay! And this is...…!”

That was the way forward for him. It was a direction. The end, which was not so wishful, was at hand.

I had to kiss my shoes right away. I had to confess my mistake and correct the wrong things. Coelay finally...….

Puff.

“…….”

Botan's eyes trembled. One step later, I understood the situation. Fierce pain filled my head.

"…Gasp."

My organs are broken. I vomited the blood that had been refluxed. Botan looked at the knight with bloody eyes. It was an eye for mercy.

He had to live. The way I had hoped for was in front of me. I couldn't die like this. Even if he died, he had to die after reaching the next stage. He had never had such a strong lingering attachment to his life.

"Sa, save me……Help me...….please…."

You can still live if you treat it. It wasn't easy to say because of the blood pouring down, but Botan prayed earnestly.

The sword was pulled out.

He knelt down feeling weak, but Botan was relieved. His body was filled with joy of being able to live.

Only after I saw hope hanging on Botan's face.

Scoop.

Henry Camilton was satisfied and cut a botan. It was a chest wound, a fatal wound, but not immediate death. My face is full of despair. The pathetic hand cramped once and fell as it was.

"I don't mean to let you go comfortably."

Physical pain wasn't the point. They denied their magic, but that was something they'd always been through. It was only after showing hope that Henry had not been unfaithful that Henry cut the enemy.

Coelay had a gloomy face. Henry entered the tower instead of looking at her. There were still many times left to be cut.

***

The School of Magic, Coelay.

There was an untimely silence in the tribe of Ballaran. All the magic that was ironclad had been lifted.

After dealing with a similar botanism to the tides, Henry leisurely explored the tower.

"You didn't get as much as I thought."

The relationship between Cuelay and the black beak has been confirmed. But the work of the tribe, not the main faction.

There's not much Henry can do when he's determined to cut his tail, even though he can ask a certain amount of responsibility.

[M: Wouldn't this be related to the nobility of Ballaran?]

"That's what I think. But there's no evidence. I erased it completely."

There was only one person who entered the chat room now.

Manager's fire brush.

Henry was broadcasting behind closed doors.

[M: But it's okay. If you edit it out nicely, it looks pretty. Turns out there's something, but there's no evidence. If you drag it like that, you'll be fine.]

The starting point was from the moment the wave was cut. Henry ended the broadcast with a proper comment, because of the recommendation of the flame solo.

[M: Honestly, it's a shame. I thought you could pick the scene where you fought earlier. It's different for uploading and live. But I'll do my best. As always.]

That's what Fireworks Solo said before.

There are two kinds of broadcasting.

One was a shoot that cared about the composition and development with the upload in mind, and the other was a shoot that emphasized the situation that happened every moment.

[M: I think it's better to upload it for fun. It's a compilation of the main scenes. Isn't that why we get paid?]

The same was true of today's battle.

Even Henry's remarks could not be modified with the ability of the flame solo.

From the moment he got paid, he was quite active, constantly communicating his experiences to Henry.

[M: But was the algorithm real? Did you put up an ad or something?]

"The Great Wizard...….”

[M: Yes. Anyway, you're saying it was real, right?]

"That's right."

[M: You could do it again]]

"Unfortunately not. Maybe it's possible if we get those benefits again."

[M: You must have spent a lot of money] But it worked. We already have 10,000 subscribers, right? Some of you may know this, but by now, the graph is turning into a sharp upward curve.]

So

[M: From now on, it doesn't mean it's weird when the driver's channel is superficial.]

BJ Swordmaster

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