I'm Shenji, what are you doing?

Chengzi's feet moved, as if he had carved a simple word on the ground.

Atram, who was closest, noticed this first, but didn’t know why she did it until——

"Lu Xianjun!"

Flatt waved his arms, the same way he had flipped Gary Asta's lightning trick just minutes earlier.

However, this time, before the spell took effect, the young man's body was blown away.

"You blond kid over there. You've been trying to find a weakness in me since just now. It's quite smart, but it's too obvious."

The technique was interrupted, and the disgraced Flat raised his head blankly. This was the first time he encountered such a situation.

"……how do you know?"

"It's impossible not to notice it. Haven't you been using this trick on Gary Asta's gang just now? In other words, you are using some method to read the flow of magic. This ability is quite common. , but the precision is really astonishing. No serious Clock Tower lecturer would teach this kind of thing to directly intervene in a spell to reverse it. After all, the boomerang effect of the spell given to the opponent may not be good. It will lead to self-destruction. However, when it comes to geniuses, conventions do not apply. Al-Meloy Classroom, Waver Velvet, is indeed worthy of his reputation."

Chengzi is a little talkative, but anyone who knows her well knows that she only becomes like this when she encounters something that interests her.

"Your spells are the nemesis of most magics. Unfortunately, most of them do not include my magic. My magic is over when the magic power passes through."

Orange waved his finger and drew a rune in the air.

Rune magic.

What she had just knocked Flatt away was Algiz, which she had quietly carved with her feet, which meant protection. What she had carved now was Fehu, which symbolized primitive and unrestrained flames.

"Well, we are no match at all. Thirty-six tactics are the best, Lu Xianjun, Gray!"

Seeing the runes in front of him, Flatt immediately made a judgment.

Normal magic involves refining magic power and weaving spells at the same time. Rune magic is different. Weaving spells and refining magic power are separate. Carve the words first, then just let the magic pass through and it's done. The time it takes from the generation of magic power to the effectiveness of the spell is infinitely close to 0. Although it takes time to carve words, and the effect of words is not necessarily stronger than other magic, this structure leaves no room for Flat to intervene.

Of course, that alone doesn't scare Flatt.

Because of the deal at the end of the century, rune magic has completely ushered in a revival. The Clock Tower even set up several classrooms to study rune magic. Flatt also analyzed rune magic during his tour of the Clock Tower, and could easily carve out several basic spells.

However, this woman is different. She is not in the same dimension as the other runes.

If the completion of magic is regarded as beauty, then Chengzi's attainments in runes are comparable to those of Golden Princess and Silver Princess. Her connection with the foundation of magic is so ideal that it makes people feel like they are dreaming.

She has no magic seal, a small number of magic circuits, and even less outstanding magic power. She doesn't even have terrifying magic costumes all over her body like the other magicians in the Clock Tower. But the magic power slowly circulating around her was like a Mobius ring, natural and impeccable.

Flatt, who is extremely sensitive to magic, knows better than anyone else that orange can cause magic to form reincarnation, from life to death, from death to life, in an endless cycle.

Even Kenneth, who is also in the "top position", has never had this feeling.

Oh no, no, no!

At this moment, Frater was like the Sphin who had been targeted by Duan Zang just now. He was counting down his hair and almost turned around and ran away, if this voice hadn't stopped him.

"We stand here on behalf of El-Meloy Classroom and my brother. Even if we have the 'Grand Position', we cannot retreat without a fight."

A white dress hat, a dark scarf, long blond hair, and eyes that were different from usual, burning like flames.

"Almeloy Classroom, Lenise Achizolti, join the war."

Two pairs of eyes with similar colors looked at each other in the distance, and they quickly confirmed the fact that they were similar to a certain extent.

They are all determined and never look back once they have set their sights on the goal, and they have all betrayed their families for the goal.

"Although it is rude to say this, it is better for you to listen to this young man. You are not my opponent."

"I don't deny it, but our purpose is not to defeat you. Although you are now on the side of Gary Asta, it doesn't mean that you have the same purpose as him, does it?"

Lenise's words caused a trace of surprise to appear on Cheng Zi's face.

"You figured it out so quickly? The Lost Princess of El-Meloy... Haha, it was a surprise, so what are you going to do?"

"Contain you and repel Atram Gari Ashtar as soon as possible."

Leni did not hide her plans at all, showing strong confidence in her every move.

"Will it be so easy? Let me remind you that although my employer is not Gary Asta, for my purpose, I will not let you knock him down."

"Thanks for the reminder, I will pay attention."

Orange reminded her sincerely, and Lenis accepted it with a smile. The two women didn't seem like enemies, but like friends.

"Who will restrain me? Is it you? The lost princess?"

"You can just call me Lenis." The fourteen-year-old girl lifted up her skirt and curtsied. "It is my honor to be able to ask for advice from the highest 'Crown'."

"Then let's do it. For someone's sake, I won't kill you."

The red runes suspended in the air were activated, and the unrestrained flames flowed out of fire snakes.

"Fervor! (Fervor)."

As Lenis chanted, the accumulation on the ground began to move. This is the fluid manipulation magic that Archibald's lineage is best at, and the water bred in Iseluma's spiritual land is the natural carrier.

"Well, Miss Orange, I have a suggestion."

At the critical point where water and fire were on the verge of breaking out, Flatt suddenly raised his hand and said.

"If your goal is money, I think it would be more efficient to beat up that brown guy and then make an identical doll to occupy his property! Then everyone will be happy!"

"Ugh...!"

The brown guy gritted his teeth. He had suffered more humiliation today than all the humiliation in the previous half of his life combined.

Orange closed one eye, looked at Atram's side face as if thinking seriously, and then shook his head.

"What a coincidence, this guy has no aesthetic appeal. I have no interest in making such a boring doll."