To get my mind back on it, Kupikupi has one cough.
"You seem to have some knowledge of archaic magic. But don't you know how awesome that power is? If you knew, you'd react more differently."
I know, so I asked him how much he could use.
But the Colobockle sorcerer seems to have arrived at another conclusion.
"Oh, you're putting up your utmost vanity, aren't you? Then I'll be good at that attitude, too. But do you feel safe? To say that I can use ancient magic is an indicator of my excellence, and in this match, it is useless. It will not be used against the overwhelmingly weak."
If you think you're overwhelmingly weak, don't tease me...
Well, if they don't buzz off high-fired sorcery, I've never been over it.
"So, how do we play against each other? Like a push?"
That would be relatively safe.
Positioning the cushion reduces the danger even more dramatically.
I don't want you to get hurt or anything.
"Right. Shall I take the form of a real fight? I'll make you realize how inferior you are."
I know what's magically inferior.
But more than that, what you can't miss is the word "form of action".
"I don't want to be dangerous."
"You'll be fine there."
With a faint laugh, the watercoloured mother moves forward.
"The match will be played in my field. I can use my powers and authority to almost disable the damage."
"Is that okay if I hit a fireball or a stone?
"Yeah. No problem.... Phew."
Ho.
The boulder is the Holy Spirit. Can it be close to 'space domination'?
Abel's standard is "high magic."
"Can that field also prevent soul life tricks?
When I said it, Nipa and Kupipikupi freaked out.
"Ko, Soul Life Technique!? Beyond the Ancient Ceremony, Isn't It a Ceremony of the Divine Domain!?"
"No way, you, you can use soul life techniques - there's no such thing, is there?
"No. I can't, sss."
You two look blatantly horrible at what I say.
"Heh, heh! Don't freak me out! But, well, if you think about it, that user can't be in the modern era. It's a nasty mental battle."
I didn't mean to say that, but I was just wondering if I could practice "vs. Soul Life" on the field if I could disable Soul Life.
Abel has always cared that I couldn't use my anti-soul defense.
By that guy's standards, I guess it's something we can't talk about without.
When I look at the water coloured house, I still draw water. But I got eyes on him.
For once, they're looking at this one.
"Well, as for magic, it looks like you found out I'm on top, but there's one more thing. It's very important."
"What is it?
"That's it."
Like shadowboxing, Mr. Kupikupi sticks out his fist shruggedly.
Fist speed is fast inside.
"Eh? Does that mean you can use martial arts, too?
"Yeah, I'm a good fighter, too."
Magic and Fighting Users Ye......
You remind me of a handsome brown man who fought and talked in a snail.
"Isn't that magic warfare? Bun, do you have to hit him?
"You said it was a real battle format, right? Literally, anything?
"Hmm. Bye."
I'll be by your side. I'll hold you up, Watercolor.
"Huh!? Oh, brother!? Why are you suddenly stuck with me?!?"
"Adults, will you surrender? Otherwise, Mim will be terrible."
"Become...!? Despicable! You don't have people's hearts!?"
Anything, I think that's what it's supposed to be.
The feeling of the stuck mime, unlike our sister, was different again.