"Huh, let's admit it. You are apparently a brilliant [Black Demon Instructor]"

Opponent's [wizard] said as he quickened his glasses.

I look at this one like I despise it for some reason, saying I'll admit it.

"But I can't help but be plain. It was interesting to pierce it with the tip of the cane, but it wouldn't be a move that would pass twice."

"Yeah, yeah."

The young [wizard] partner is a muscular man [brave man].

[The brave] just snorts at the youth's words.

"The same is true around working with demons, but you're desperate to manage to stand out. But you know what, Mr. Lemme, you couldn't manage with your ingenuity and effort, so you must have been kicked out. He said what Mr. Aerial was thinking too, inviting you to a party, etc. Well, you've got to be kidding me, no idiot invited by him to say no"

Oh, are you a fan of Mr. Aerial?

The most respected man in the world would be mocked if he honored [Black Demon Instructor] by saying he would do a little.

There are those who do not believe despite what Mr Aerial himself is saying, because that is all that is impossible.

That Leme is that good, and that someone kicks his invitation.

"I also grasped the power of my partner. Mr. Lemme, I'm sorry, but you will be defeated here."

That's how the game started.

"Huh!"

Berito's grand moves are powerful, time-consuming and not fast.

Going big and fast, it becomes magic that doesn't have enough power at heart.

I don't mind that this time.

[The wizard] and [the brave], who stood side by side, are partitioned by the silver walls that have come up to bisect the field.

The walls are thin and brittle, but not a problem.

By the time they realized that, they were going to decide on a battle.

[The brave] and Berito, me and [the wizard] are putting each other in the front.

The appearance of the wall and my disease are almost simultaneous.

"[Black Demon Instructor] broke in? Imitate the lick!

Sophisticated magic gathered at the tip of his wand and a flaming sphere was fired.

Orbit that hits my torso directly.

But there's something most people don't know about me.

I was first trained by my master. [M]

And I've had Mr. Fulcus put on intensive and meaningful training here lately.

Because he doesn't have the aptitude, [Black Demon Instructor] can't move to Locke. Only enough to be able to make the minimum move as a support personnel.

I guess that kind of image applies to me, too.

So he was surprised.

Jumping forward. Spin like a ball on the ground and resume walking like the momentum is bouncing.

He dodged the flaming sphere by jumping in.

"I'm desperate. Aren't you?

"Ku......!

He prepares for magic again, but it is not exchanged.

Because the wand and the right hand that had it fell to the floor.

teasing, and there is a dry sound.

"Huh?"

His arm had been cut off.

By my wand. No. No. To be exact...

"Shit, the planting wand......!?

Yes. The handle of the wand was a pattern, with the blade at the end.

It also acted as a cane, but it also concealed its function as a sheath.

[Wizard] is a versatile job capable of activating a wide variety of magic, but flesh is often brittle.

Most people can't use white and black magic.

My sword was able to tear him apart without any problems.

Naturally, using all kinds of black magic.

"Hey, what's the move... and the magic... what do you mean -"

[Wizard], torn diagonally from his body, exits.

Surely what he was saying is not wrong.

I'm sure the alarm of those who don't know Berito has made the qualifying breakthrough easier.

Sometimes it works in their favor that they don't know this one.

Using what I didn't know about my movements and the mechanism of my wand, as I brought it into a short-term battle.

To his partner's exit, the brave man's movements stopped for a moment.

- Right now.

My black magic and Berito's attack magic go hand in hand.

Now silver was created from the floor on all sides so as to surround [the brave], turning each into such a chunk that he wanted to say whether it was a giant fist.

Fist falls toward a [brave man] with good stature as it is.

I get upset about my partner leaving too early and eat the first shot where he's defenseless. My leg sank to the floor in the second shot, and I was excited to manage to push it up in the third shot, but it sank in the fourth.

With a continuous attack like dropping a fist over your fist, your opponent exits.

"Shit, winner - lemme bellitopea!

The voice of the narrative is cheered by some - around the corner where everyone at Demon King's Castle is located.

But there seems to be a lot of confusion in the rest of the audience. Surprisers, too.

- Not yet... not yet.

Now it's still in the planting stage.

I don't have the lucid charm to suddenly show up and suddenly scratch my popularity.

And Berito is an unidentified demon.

The audience still can't make it through the battle between me and her.

But now the basement would have been ready.

Leme seems to be going to do something different from his adventurous days, and Berito seems to prefer a flashy offense.

My hands are diminishing, I can't help it anymore. [M]

Unless the impact of a first glance is important, you can use it for what you can.

There must have been aspects where [Black Demon Instructor] 's surprise at actions outside common sense, such as taking a sword and putting it into close combat, delayed [Wizard] 's response.

Such effects cannot be expected after the second time. Unless you're someone who doesn't want to know about the match of the opponent you might fight.

On his way back to the holding room, Berito called it a blur.

"I wonder if it's going well"

The purpose of this one is not just to win.

Proof of boiling guests is also needed.

It doesn't just mean we have to win.

"By the time we win, we're all losing sight of you."

"... yeah. Yeah, you're right. I'm going to charm you if you don't want to."

"Oh, let's try again next time"

Breaking through the first round.

Mr. Philip and Mr. Fulcus similarly went on to pawn in World War II.