Chapter 240: Water-Attribute Magician

Chapter 240: Water-Attribute Magician

Editor: Tseirp

“Rihya!”

Abel, who was fighting in the center of the balcony, noticed that Rihya had been knocked down.

“I only knocked her unconscious.”

Calvin’s voice was not loud, but Abel could hear it clearly.

It also reached San, who was engaged in a swordfight with Abel.

“Okay, now you’re just being naive.”

San spat out.

“She’s going to become much stronger than this. The strength she displayed was worthy of letting her live. Besides, only King Abel’s head is worth its weight in gold*.” (TLN: No pun intended ^ ^;)(ED: That’s a heavy head lol)

Calvin’s unusually long sentence startled not only San but also Connor, the spear-wielder fighting Warren, who muttered in surprise.

“This is the first time I’ve heard Calvin utter such a long sentence in five years.”

Calvin, while heeding the voices in the background, laid Rihya down in a corner of the balcony and decided not to join in the battle, but to watch the other battles while leaning against the railing.

“Calvin, are you willing to assist me in defeating this shield-bearer?”

“Nope.”

Calvin replied curtly to Connor the spear-wielder.

“That’s what I thought.”

While saying this, Connor the spear-wielder launched dozens of spear attacks, thrusting, cleaving, or smashing...but Warren’s shield remained unshaken.

The battle of brawns, that is, the battle between the swordsmen and the battle between the spear-wielder and shield-bearer was in a state where the outcome could go either way.

However, the battle between the magicians was gradually coming to a close.

Due to their ‘residual magic power’, a factor unique to magicians.

The battle between the swordsmen, and one between the spear-wielder and shield-bearer became more intense, perhaps because of this.

To prevent any kind of intervention in the battle between the magicians.

The amount of magic power originally possessed by Bruno of the ‘Five Dragons’ and Rin of the ‘Crimson Sword’ was probably not that different.

Let alone C-rank adventurers, even the few B-rank adventurers, there’s a world of difference between them and these two...that’s how advanced they are as magicians.

However, the difference in the slightest loss, complexity, or degree of optimization when performing each magic spell ultimately decided the showdown between the two.

“Ugh.”

Finally, Rin dropped to one knee.

Her residual magic power was almost gone.

She was barely able to stay conscious.

Her eyes were blurry and she could barely see.

“I have to admit, your reputation as one of the best wind-attribute magicians in the Kingdom is well deserved. That said...”

Then Bruno grinned.

“You’re no match for me.”

Then he pointed his staff at Rin.

“Surrender. Do that, and I’ll spare your life. If you don’t, I will kill you. Make no mistake about it, I’m not Calvin.”

Hearing Bruno’s ultimatum, Rin looked up.

Then she glared back at Bruno and said.

“In your dreams! For what it’s worth, I am still a disciple of Ilarion Baraha. I’d rather die than bend over to those who have strayed from the path and trying to kill their King!”

“Whoa, you sure know how to run your mouth. I will kill you, and then I’ll kill Ilarion. Then I will become the best magician in the Kingdom, both in name and in reality. I’ll also kill the man who pretends to be King while at it.”

When Rin refused to surrender, Bruno smiled ominously and declared that he would eventually kill Ilarion as well.

But the moment she heard those words, Rin burst out laughing.

A laugh so out of the ordinary that the word ‘shrill’ would better describe it.

“What’s so funny?”

That’s right, there could be no better question to ask this female magician laughing so wildly.

But even her answer was incomprehensible to Bruno.

“What the hell is that ...”

Conner’s mutterings was heard by no one.

“<Icicle Lance Shower>, <Water Jet Thruster>”

Countless ice lances shot out from three Ryo, including his main body, toward the spear-wielder Connor, and at the same time, water which could be described as minute spurted out from the backs of the three Ryo, rushing in at the same speed as the ice lances.

The landing of the ice lances and the slashes from the three Ryo occurred instantly and converged at the same time.

All that remained was Connor the spear-wielder, who had been pierced by countless ice lances and had both arms and legs slashed off.

“Hi, hie, gyaaaahh.”

“Oh shush. <Ice Coffin>”

Ryo encased Connor, who was screaming, in ice without wasting time.

“What the...what the fuck are you...”

Swordsman San’s voice was hoarse and trembling.

“Isn’t it polite to identify yourself first.”

Ryo replied seriously, but San did not seem to hear him.

Instead, Abel answered.

“This is Swordsman San from the A-rank party ‘Five Dragons’.”

“Oh, the one you mentioned before.... Not bad, for a human, he seems fairly strong.”

Abel was inwardly relieved because Ryo’s manner of speaking had become somewhat more normal.

To be honest, with the way he was snapping when he showed up, Abel was a little afraid that the whole city of Rune might freeze over.

“Now, Abel, what would you like to do? This San dude or whatever he’s called is commiting high treason by aiming for the King’s life, right? Want me to take care of him? Or...”

“No, please leave him to me.”

Abel said, and then he readied his weapon again and turned to San.

“Hmm...if that’s what you want, then I’ll leave it to you. The situation is now under control, so you can take your time now, no pressure.”

Ryo then handed Rin, who was on the verge of running out of magic power, a magic potion and walked over to Rihya, who was lying on the edge of the balcony.

“Who the hell is...that guy...”

San, still unable to regain his composure, muttered.

“That’s Ryo, a C-rank adventurer from Rune.”

Abel told him politely.

“C-rank? Yeah right!”

“I know right~”

San shouted angrily, and Abel nodded in agreement.

“But it’s true.”

When Abel said this, San opened his eyes wide and looked at Ryo once.

He then quickly turned his gaze back to Abel.

“It just goes to show that there are some people in this world who can’t be measured by their adventurer rank...quite a lot actually.”

Abel said.

San closed his eyes.

He took a deep breath, opened his eyes, and readied his sword once again.

The distraught look he had on his face up to now was gone.

He’s indeed an A-rank adventurer in that regard.

Abel was honestly impressed.

(To suddenly witness someone like Ryo, who destroys all manner of common sense, and yet still able to regain composure with a single deep breath while having all his friends frozen...gotta give it to him.)

Then again, he didn’t intend to lose either.

“Okay, let’s do this.”

Saying that, Abel took the initiative and attacked first.

Once again, the sword fight between Abel and San began.

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