'Attachi is ....... I'm going to prove to you that I'm stronger than anyone else ......!
Using the magic tool in her hand like a staff, Eliza stands up.
The damage from the magic from the magic just now must have remained.
Her gait was so weak that it was painful to watch.
'Can I ask you one thing? Why do you care so much about 'strength' in these peaceful times?
I don't know if it was 200 years ago when I lived, but it's rare to find a girl as competitive as Eliza in this era.
A bonbon nobleman (brother) once said.
In this peaceful era now, 'you can live happily without the use of magic'.
The word 'peace' is a sham.
Potentially, Eliza muttered as if she were spilling water.
'The Age of Peace ....... A hundred years without conflict ....... Is it really so? The neighboring country of Kurdrea is steadily building up its military in preparation for the war that may occur at some point.
I wonder if the demon race is really destroyed? There was an incident involving a demon tribe a few years ago. But it wasn't widely reported to the public. Just to protect two words: peace.
The words that poured out were fueled, and gradually Eliza's eyes regained their power.
'There's an international treaty, so there won't be a war? The soul of the demon king is gone, so he can't be resurrected again? Who decided to do that! I don't want to do anything but sit on a make-believe peace!
I see. This girl has a point.
We live in a peaceful time, but not all threats have completely disappeared.
The seeds of warfare are steadily beginning to take root in various parts of the world.
If a full-blown war against the demon race were to break out, the feckless sorcerers of this era would be wiped out.