Only My Magic Levels Up - Chapter 198



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Episode 198 The King’s Tomb (9)

When the battlefield was divided into three based on the jewels, the area where Lillia and Deckard faced off was the quietest.

Of course, between Galen and Ivan, there was a thunderstorm, and Theodore’s ignorant power was being met with the combined power of the Ash-colored Monster Relics. Neither Lilia nor Deckard were pursuing a fighting style that focused on destructive power.

But just because it was quiet didn’t mean it wasn’t intense.

It wasn’t that quiet, actually, because the other two areas were so noisy.

Kang! Kakakang! Kakakang! Kakakang!

The iron sword and the light sword clashed dozens of times in one breath.

When categorized, with the exception of extreme exceptions like Theodore, Deckard was closer to a virtuoso warrior.

He doesn’t like to push hard with force, and his specialty is to move his sword as nimbly as possible and dazzle his opponents with speed.

But I wasn’t having as much fun against Lilia as I thought.

“Hmm.”

Compared to warriors who practice martial arts as their life’s profession, priests are usually one step behind.

Because the talent to handle one’s powers well and perform miracles well and the talent to move one’s body are separate areas.

Just look at the Knights Templar. They are strong because they don’t just fill their numbers by electing any bishop or priest, but rather they select those who are particularly skilled in battle.

And Lilia was the most gifted warrior of all the clerics Deckard had ever met.

Kakang! Kakang! Kakang!

Since the church’s swordsmanship is given to all its members, it is bound to be somewhat easy and simple.

It was very telling that he was able to stand on equal terms with the swordsmanship of the Mashrik family, which boasted a history of over two hundred years.

This means that we have reached a point where it no longer matters what kind of swordsmanship you have learned, and you can disassemble and reassemble the framework of swordsmanship as you wish.

The level of understanding of martial arts and the level of a warrior who handles martial arts did not necessarily match, but it was an understanding that could usually be had only by someone who was at the tip of gold or a jewel.

Even though he is only twenty years old, and has only trained for a dozen years at most, and has not focused solely on swordsmanship, how much of a genius would he have to be to have such a deep understanding of swordsmanship?

“…indeed.”

After some intense exchanges, Deckard could vaguely sense a glimpse of it.

Since the time they first clashed, Lilia’s sword had become slightly but clearly sharper.

Although he was born into a prestigious family and had seen many people called geniuses until he reached this age, Deckard had also personally taught them many times.

Even though actual combat is the best source of nutrition, this is the first time I’ve seen growth ‘in real time’ during combat.

So, Deckard.

I thought it was really fortunate.

Because Lilia is a cleric, not a warrior.

Shhh!

Deckard’s sword twisted strangely, to put it bluntly, in a bizarre way. It was a movement that went against common sense.

The iron sword skilfully avoided the light sword and slid into Lilia’s shoulder.

“Ugh!”

The wound was deep. If I hadn’t pulled away just in time, my arm might have been ripped off.

The platinum flames surrounding Lilia’s body instead grew darker. She took the risk of increasing the blessing amplification level in order to forcefully restore the balance that had collapsed momentarily.

Phaaaat!

He quickly healed his shoulder with a miracle of healing, supplementing the uncomfortable posture with even more strength. As expected from an archbishop, he healed quickly.

However, compared to a situation where he could focus solely on treatment in a stable state, it was bound to be slow, and Deckard did not give him the time to do so leisurely.

Squeak!

The blade, which had taken a strangely curved path again, cut through Lilia’s thigh.

Bam!

After a while, he licked my side as well. The white skin that should have been visible through the gap in the black nightgown was suddenly stained with blood and turned dark red.

The ultimate skills of the Jewel Warriors, especially Deckard’s ultimate skill that specializes in ‘deceiving and cutting down the opponent’, continued to hit Lilia in places she did not expect.

It’s not a fatal wound, but it’s enough to tip the balance in a tense fight.

Even though he was a priest and could fight while healing on the spot, it meant using his holy power to heal, so he was equally weakened.

“I’m glad we met now.”

Deckard, who had gained some mental freedom, said as he shook off the sword that had tasted Lilia’s blood several times.

“If we had met a few more years, no, a few more months, I might have been pushed out.”

“If we had met just one day later, would it have turned out like that?”

Lilia replied with a slight regret. It was because Unica was exhausted while trying to clear the passage earlier. If she had been in good health, she would have already summoned the spirits and cut down Deckard. Even Theodore, a warrior in the higher ranks, acknowledged the strength of the spirit swordsman.

Deckard, who did not know the inside story, did not understand what Lilia was saying. It didn’t matter if he didn’t understand. It was as if there was no technique that could not be used right now.

“I think it was a mistake to structure the situation like this.”

Warriors are strong against clerics, clerics are strong against wizards, and wizards are strong against warriors.

If Galen had dealt with Deckard and Lilia had dealt with Ivan, the situation would have been completely different.

I wondered why they set up the game like this when both sides had the upper hand. Even if it was equal when two wizards fought, it would be a disadvantage when a warrior and a cleric fought.

“Is it wrong?”

But, after hearing Deckard’s words, Lilia smiled instead.

“Did you do it like this on purpose?”

“…What?”

“You have to do it this way to learn a lot! It’s a little dangerous, but… I’m slowly getting used to it. The most dangerous part is already over.”

“You said it passed… …?”

Does that mean that your wounds have completely healed while you’re having a little free time talking?

The situation won’t change that much. Just put the sword back down and that’ll be it.

Although he couldn’t understand English, Deckard didn’t ask any more questions. They had already talked enough in the middle of a fight.

The clash, which had paused for a moment, resumed.

Kang! Kakakang! Kakakang! Kakakang!

As before, dozens of swordsmen were aiming at each other.

The ultimate, which was mixed with just one, dug in at an unfamiliar angle, twisting Deckard’s sword path strangely.

Of course, this time too, Lilia couldn’t respond―

Boom!

-I did it.

As the wave of holy power burst out, Deckard’s sword, which should have been bent more, bent less. The blade, which had not slowed down even when it showed abnormal movements, also slowed down somewhat.

The Whi Kwang Sword moves quickly enough to block it just in time.

“no?!”

“I told you.”

Lilia’s eyes, gently curved beyond the mask, or rather the stigmata shining within her pupils, subtly changed color.

Decker suddenly felt an unpleasant pressure. His chest felt a little tight.

Even if it was a ‘coincidence’, it’s not a pleasant thing that the ultimate martial arts are offset by the miracle of selection.

“I told you the most dangerous part is over?”

Deckard didn’t realize that the feeling of discomfort was the same one he had felt when he had faced the Pope so long ago.

Even he, who thought of Lilia as a peerless genius, wasn’t even open to the possibility of that happening.

* * *

When Galen went on the offensive, Ivan had no choice but to take a defensive stance.

It is common sense for a wizard to learn only one magic, and to use that one magic to both attack and defend.

Galen left the dirt, fog, and darkness that had previously blocked the thunderbolts as they were and introduced a new wind.

It was like taking out a new weapon while still wearing his armor, but Ivan, who did not have such a magical talent, had to turn the lightning into a defensive weapon while crying.

And once that change happened, there was absolutely no chance of it ever turning offensive again.

“Shit……!”

At first, when I tried to retreat without fighting using Davia’s magic, the distance was quite large.

Unlike the monsters and Deckard who ran forward, Ivan was standing still and was quite far back.

Because there used to be quite a lot of empty space around here… now I couldn’t see anything.

Wheeeeeeeeing!

It was because of the huge rotating storm that trapped him and Davia inside.

The whirlwind that sucked up all the sand on the ground completely blocked the view outside, and as if that wasn’t enough, hundreds of skeletons were flying around together, so even a brush with them would tear apart one’s entire body.

Fortunately, there was a way to deal with it.

Don’t fall! Don’t fall!

The tornado’s momentum steadily weakened with each strike of Ivan’s lightning strikes in all directions.

Since it was a flow of wind created by Galen’s magic power, it was possible to offset it with Ivan’s magic-infused lightning.

First, we have to get rid of this wind. Ivan spared no effort in his magic and fired lightning.

“Oh, the floor is about to move!”

Then Davia screamed.

Since the view is blocked, there is no need for defense. Ivan ground his teeth.

“Stop talking when you have time!”

“Even if you say so… … .”

“If that doesn’t work, at least guard your feet as much as possible! Do you want to let go and get buried?”

If it weren’t for the belongings, I would have taken the horse soldier away a long time ago.

Even if the cavalry supplied a lot of magical power, they could not handle more magical power than their operational capabilities, so they could not expect much help in this situation.

Chaaaaaaaah!

Dabia’s best strategy was to use all his overflowing magical power to hold onto the sand beneath his feet.

The sand in the rest of the area chewed on her control and followed Galen’s words. Thick horn-like clumps of sand shot up here and there, aiming at the two.

“Get down. It’s bothering you.”

“yes yes!”

Ivan’s arm swung nervously over Davia’s head, who had hurriedly crouched down.

Kwakwakwakwakwang!

A lump of sand burst out from the brain stem that stretched out in the shape of a net.

It was terrible in efficiency, like striking lightning in the bare ground, but there was nothing I could do.

To begin with, lightning magic itself is far from being defensive in nature.

This was a lineage that personally practiced the saying that a good offense is the best defense. If I kill the guy who attacks me first, isn’t that the best defense?

However, since you can’t kill Galen, who you can’t see, you have to defend yourself by suppressing your opponent’s magic one by one with force.

Kwarrung! Kwarrrrung! Kwarrrrung!

Ivan held on, tearing through the air and the ground.

If it wasn’t a consolation, then the wind and earth magic definitely didn’t seem to be at the level of jewels. If it were, it wouldn’t have been destroyed so easily.

It was as if the power of the earth magic had worn off first, and it had become quiet, leaving behind only a bunch of debris that resembled broken rocks. It was a monstrosity that had been struck by lightning while still in a clump, with some parts bursting and others melting and sticking together.

The storm had weakened considerably by now. The shattered remains of skeletons were still flying around, but it was no longer as violent as before, tearing apart anything in its path.

The problem is that getting through this isn’t the end… but we have to get through it anyway. Ivan sighed.

That was the moment.

Kwaaaaang!

Without warning, an explosion occurred in the storm fence.

The flames flowed backwards. The remains of skeletons, split like arrowheads, flew like shrapnel while still on fire.

“omg?!”

But Ivan’s reflexive lightning burst the flying debris in the middle.

The explosion was just beginning.

Kwakwakwakwakwakwakwak!

A safe zone surrounding the Golden Wizard. An illusionary area that suppresses the magic casting of opposing wizards.

As a jewel wizard, Ivan’s fantasy realm was spacious, but whether by accident or intention, all explosions occurred only outside of it, making it impossible to interrupt them in advance.

And the explosion that occurred there was threatening enough, because its power was so great.

Kwakwakwakwakwakwakwak!

It was meaningless to distinguish between front, back, left, and right. Literally, all the space around me was blown up.

As the storm died down, the floating objects that had been slowly sinking and the melted sand chunks that had been scattered on the surrounding ground turned into bullets and flew in all directions whenever an explosion occurred.

“Ahh!”

“Whoa!”

The lightning net was dense, but it was not a physical barrier; it was a way to detonate incoming objects with voltage.

As I’ve said many times, lightning wasn’t a defensive magic. It couldn’t stop the fragments from leaking out even after it exploded.

What’s more, Davia, who wasn’t directly wrapped in lightning, was even more in trouble.

“Haa, haa, haa… … .”

After a series of explosions that felt like eardrums would burst, it finally ended.

Ivan, who was lucky to not be fatally wounded but was not in a state of complete sanity, was breathing heavily.

“What on earth is this… non-existent magic… … .”

“Ugh… ahhh… … .”

Davia was hit by shrapnel and blood was gushing from her head, but she didn’t even think to wipe it away.

Her fighting spirit had completely evaporated and disappeared, to the point where she couldn’t recover even if Ivan directly grabbed her by the collar and threatened her.

In the first place, Ivan didn’t even have the capacity to care about Davia anymore.

“Galen… Galen!”

An evil scream that was hard to believe was coming from an old man who had been injured echoed throughout the room. The magical power that still remained in good condition rumbled and shook.

“If you’re a jewel! Jewel to jewel! Fight fair and square! Stop messing around with other things!”

The roaring voice reached Galen’s ears.

Galen muttered, scratching his cheek with his right index finger.

“Isn’t this fair?”

The magic power of the spiral flow is almost depleted, the magic power of the earth is now barely left, and the magic power of the Vanity Flame has just been poured in.

I gave him only three gold coins to kill some time, but he seemed to be very dissatisfied.

“I guess it’s better than someone trying to be a water wizard in the desert.”

Well, still.

[Single Voice Lv.1]

[1% progress to next level]

Because you taught me magic too.

If it’s your wish to taste some water, I should grant it.

Galen wiggled his left hand, which had been hanging down.

The bracelet slipped off and the water spirit moved behind Galen.

The water spirit is not a primordial spirit like Unica or Tenebrae, so it does not have independent magical power and moves by consuming Galen’s magical power.

The life-giving magic that fueled it had been given to the temporary earth spirit as it rose through the sand, but it had recovered somewhat while fighting Ivan with other magics.

Swish!

After a long time, the water giant appeared behind Galen.

“It’s been a while. This too.”

Galen grinned and muttered.

“Let’s try it, jewel to jewel.”