86 Fifty-two stories, "In Hand".

One of my favorite magics is the Explosion Trap.

This magic, which is a fixed-point installation, is used as a trap, as its name suggests.

Using this magic in a specific position sets a trap that explodes there. There are two ways to detonate, whether the operator thinks so or automatically explodes upon external shock.

Unfortunately, these two conditions are not freely selectable and do not give perfect control over the timing of the detonation. But still, as long as you have magic, you can plant a bomb, so you can call it powerful enough magic. It is also possible to combine yarns and pressure-sensitive plates to sense impact.

When I was an institution soldier, I taught this magic to my instructor.

At first he taught me how to use it in general... but along the way the instructor has paid attention to my high level of magical instant and magical control and suggested a special use of the Explosion Trap.

I'm probably the only one in the kingdom who can use this move.

Even the instructor, who devised a way to use it at all, was afraid of the danger and gave up mastery.

- "Improvised Bomb".

It became an unimaginable weapon of destruction.

"What, uhh!?

The explosion of what should have been just a stone's throw caused Oz to blow back in momentum.

In the dust, Oz, who rose up slowly, opened his eyes with a groan.

"Now, the..."

"It's an Explosion Trap. You know magic well, too."

Take the stone out of your pocket and say.

"Most of the time - I've been devising a way to use it."

Throw the stone at Oz again.

Drawing parabolas in the universe, they exploded again violently.

Oz, who activated Ligament in a staggering manner, quickly retreats and is immune from direct hits.

"No way...... you're throwing stones and at the same time activating the Explosion Trap?

I am not a former agency soldier to Dada. Looks like I spotted Tane in an instant.

This silence, Oz affirmed and received - stunned.

"Then you're not stupid!? You know, if the timing even slips for a second, you're gonna blow yourself away!?

"Right.... In fact, I blew my arm off again and again until I wore this"

Turn what you're touching into a bomb. That's the magic of Improvised Bombs.

This is the magic of arranging the Explosion Trap independently.

The original Explosion Trap is a fixed-point installation magic that explodes at the same time as it is impacted. I hang this magic on a stone and finish it at the same time as I throw it.

If the timing of completing the magic is slightly delayed, it will be just throwing stone, and vice versa, if the timing is too early, it will explode quickly with the shock of throwing. The liver of the Improvised Bomb is that the subject must complete the magic without the madness of the dimension, aiming at the moment when it leaves his hand.

Naturally, I failed many times at first. My arm has been blown off nearly a hundred times. Each time, he had been cured by an excellent healing wizard in the institution.

But I'd say it was worth the mastery.

- Demon Bullet.

It's magic that can kill most enemies with a single blow if you let them hit the steeple directly.

The "Demon Bullet" released by Oz's forehead is avoided on a single piece of paper if the ray was being read.

- "Flash Blade".

Likewise, this is magic that can kill enemies with a single blow if conditions are in place.

Few can master this magic of arranging the "materialization" of melee militancy. Is this magic on the boulder unfamiliar with Oz either, or I'm taking the trouble to deal with it.

Still, if you couldn't kill...

- "Improvised Bomb".

Depending on the allowance, turn what's beside it into a bomb and throw it away.

The blast winds up the dust and fills the sight. In the meantime, I'll get back on track.

We'll start over again.

Basically, with this loop, you can defeat your enemies.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!

But Oz doesn't fit into that basics.

Oz, who suffered an explosion at close range, unleashed several shells.

"Don't think you can take me down with that!!

"... I don't think so."

Each shot has the power to reverse the situation.

There's nothing I can do about all this.

- That's what I knew.

No matter how you scratch it, it's not suitable for people.

Oz has been training me to assassinate and ambush. It is difficult to overshadow the difference in the earthen pit.

The truth is, at a time when we're fighting one-on-one like this, there's no way to beat me.

What I'm doing right now is just an evil reward.

Avoiding the impending shelling directly from the front, the shelling suddenly came down from overhead as well. When the dust rolled up in the Improvised Bomb, they were releasing ammunition into the air beforehand.

"Shit."

With his tongue punched, he glances over the sky and flashes the "instant blade".

Slash and lay down the falling mass of magic faster than it erupts. Now we can counteract shelling from overhead - Meteor Cannon.

There's a lot of trouble over there. Then this one has to be restrained by the certainty of a blow.

Let them cut the meat and break the bones. In preparation, I unleashed the Magic Bullet.

"Gu!?

"Demon Bullet" shot through Oz's left leg.

But this one can't avoid shelling from the front, and it's wounded.

"My leg, it's crushed. - Oh!

Oz pointed TD02 to the ground.

At the same time as the shelling is unleashed, Oz's body floats into space and fleshes to this side. - It's a move that uses artillery fire for propulsion.

The response is delayed, allowing Oz to approach.

He activates Ligament and tries to intercept it - but before that, Oz was sticking his TD02 tip to my forehead.

"... battle, there you are"

Oz looked down at me on one knee, breathing on his shoulder.

"I said my arm was dull, I'll withdraw it for you.... in that condition, I think it would be great to have been able to fight this far."

"... thank you"

This is a battle in extreme conditions where you can't even sleep. I can't deny that the condition sucked, but such complaints don't work in action. Condition management is also included in the battle.

"I don't like interrogation, so I only ask once. - Where's Mize?

Oz's cold eyes glared at me.

But I... I laugh lightly.

You don't have to tell me.

"... Huh?

"We'll see soon enough"

Unfortunately, I'm not going to be able to move anymore. Lie down and breathe.

That's when Oz saw the black bracelet worn on my left wrist.

BF28.

It's a piece of magic that's a trump card for me...

"It... no way, fake -"

To the shaping of the black bracelet, says Oz, uncomfortable.

Discover. But it's too late.

This black bracelet is not a BF28 - I bought it at a village dewstore, it's just an accessory.

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All for ten minutes.

Meesheriase-Alkedia watched the battle between Tuate and Oz.

"I'll change my bracelet soon after I snipe one shot"

Ten years ago.

That's what Tuate said, pointing to his own black bracelet and each of the bracelets he bought in the village Mize had.

'If you're just going to replace it, wouldn't it be faster to make a bracelet out of Materialization?

"No, objects made of" materialization "easily collapse when they are cut off from concentration. If you're serious about deceiving me, the real thing is better."

To Tuate's explanation, Mize nodded convincingly.

"After changing the bracelet, Mize is in place and ready to snipe at any time.... Aim, that little rock. I wish you could match the rays to that one. I'll try to direct Oz on that ray."

Tweets point to the little rock at the end of the horizon.

'Don't try to target Oz yourself, even if you're wrong. Shifting your aim badly...'

- I know.

Mize nodded with a strange face.

"I'll do everything I can."

Thus, after the operational meeting, Tuate and Oz began engaging.

In the meantime, Mize was soiled and bowed down, killing even the signs.

No matter how much Too Eight hurts.

Mize had calmed her mind and concentrated on doing only her part.

The 'telescopic crystal' of BF28 mirrors the rock that is way ahead of the horizon.

But the next moment - Oz appeared at the heart of 'Farsighted Crystal'.

- Open your eyes when you aim.

Mize opens her eyes as she remembers the teachings of Tuate.

- Breathe deeply.

I think of an image of the oxygen that I inhaled going all the way to the ends of my body.

I gently attached my finger to the trigger.

- Stop breathing the oxygen stored in your lungs about half way out.

A swinging body rests perfectly.

After a while, I heard dokun, dokun, and heartbeat.

- Between heartbeat and heartbeat.

At that moment, when the flesh is in its most quiet state...

"Pull the trigger."

Bread, together with a small sound.

One bullet shot through Oz's body.