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I find a position for the assault and immediately build my magic.

''--Magic 《Dimension Decisive Operation (Gradiate)

The dimensional magic is transformed into that for battle and prepares for a magical attack.

”--Magic [ice], magic [form]. --Magic 《Ice Flamberge》

During the path, I use my newly developed compound magic on my sword.

The treasured sword I hold is filled with cold air and coated with ice.

It's an imitation of Maria's new magic, Flame Flamberge. It's difficult to create a magic sword to that level using only magic power, but I succeeded in creating a similar magic by using the original sword.

It didn't take long to create, since the original image was there.

With this, he could attack with cold air.

At the same time as the completion of the 《Ice Flamberge》, the waiting Rastiara started to run, and I sensed with magic, and I started to run towards the boss as well.

The closer we get, the higher the temperature rises and the more the corridor is transformed into scorched rock.

Me and Rastiara's assault is unstoppable and fast.

At least no one can keep up with the monsters up to the 23rd layer.

The Red Elements can't cope with the sudden rush and allow me and Rustiala to walk past them.

We face the boss.

The enemy is five times the size of the Red Element, and the heat in its body is the same.

The heat in its body is probably about the same magnification.

The features of its appearance remain the same, it's just bigger.

[Monster] Flame Squall: Rank 26.

His name is Flame Squall.

Me and Rustyala leave our subordinates alone and slash at the boss in a flash.

Each sword catches the Flame Squall and cuts through its flickering flames. I cut through it - but there is no response.

Me and Rustiala lose their stance due to the total lack of response.

Both I and Rustyala have added their own magic to the swords they hold. I was expecting to get a little snag when I slashed at the enemy, but that expectation seems to have been disappointed.

It would mean that a sword of this level of cold air wouldn't work against a boss-sized monster.

Then, me and Rustyala, who were losing their stance, were attacked by Flame Squall's counterattack.

The Flame Squall formed two arms of fire against the sudden enemy attack and ripped away the surroundings.

Me and Rustyala avoided a direct hit from it by jumping back in a big way.

However, although it didn't take a direct hit, its residual heat scorches my clothes and burns the atmosphere. As I inhale that atmosphere, I feel a sharp pain in my throat.

I understand that I'm not on my own with the Red Element, so I whip my burning throat and scream.

'Rustyala!　Let's back off for a moment!

I suggest that we retreat.

The strength of the two of us, me and Lastiara, is our mobility, above all else. Our greatest advantage is that we can move to a retreat battle at any time if we feel like it.

However, Rastiara refuses to do so.

''No, I have a hand!　Just follow me!

With that, Rustyala begins to keep his distance, building up some kind of magic.

I have no choice but to raise my sword against Flame Squall and draw his attention to me.

'Over here!　--Magic Freeze!

I chant a spell that lowers the temperature around me and make my presence known by raising my voice. It's a poor form of harassment, saying that if it's a flame monster, it would be uncomfortable to have the temperature lowered.

Seeing this, Flame Squall brings his arms together and swings a giant flame hammer at me.

I leap to the side and dodge it.

If it's a visible flame, it won't take a direct hit as long as I have the agility to do so.

The subordinate monsters, the Red Elements, also flew fire at me, but the flames of the monsters that weren't bosses were not a threat.

Just when I thought I was going to continue dodging the monsters' flames, the Flame Squall changed its shape significantly.

It sucked in the air around it, causing its body to expand.

I have a bad feeling about it, and I keep my distance.

Then, thinking that the widespread flames will come next, based on my experience in the original world, I take out water and cloth from my 'possessions' and make a sloppy robe.

As expected, flames erupt from the Flame Squall's massive body. It's a wide-ranging attack that will engulf the entire corridor like a tidal wave of fire. I'm glad my prediction was correct, and I spread the soaked robe out in front of me.

No matter how fast I am, there is no way to avoid this kind of attack. I concentrate my magic ”Freeze” on a few centimeters around me, and then use the slimy robe as a shield to ward off the flames.

I managed to squelch the flames because my firepower was reduced by making it a wide area. I take a breath and turn my attention to Rastiara, who is probably chanting magic, with concern.

There was Rastiara, who had deployed a glowing wall of magic and was unharmed.

Rastiara rarely used magic, but she had many drawers of sacred magic. There must be plenty of magic to prevent flames of the current degree. He continues to chant without any problems.

Feeling unfair to the level of safety, I think about leaving Rustyala behind and running away.

Feeling my eyes, Rustyala gave me a thumbs up and said, ”Quicksilver, Christ!　Try a little harder! I gave him a smile.

I sighed and turned to Flamescoll, sighing.

Deciding that a wide-ranging attack wouldn't be decisive, Flamescoll had extended both arms of fire at me.

I continue to avoid it.

Since I don't have to think about counterattacks, it's easy to dodge.

However, the painful part is the aftermath of the attack.

The afterglow of the attack.

The residual heat has scorched my skin, and the air I inhale has turned into a deadly weapon.

It's gradually becoming difficult to breathe, and just when I thought it was time to retreat, help finally comes in.

''--Holy Magic [Theon]!

A magical light invades the flame-filled corridor.

It's the sacred magic of Rastiara.

And I realize that it's the same magic as Dia's magic from sometime ago.

Just like that time, magic spheres flood the labyrinth, solidifying Flame Squall's magic power.

--Does this make the attack go through?

I brought my sword back up and turned from running away to attacking.

My sword easily slashes off the giant flaming arm.

Flame Squall screams and shudders without knowing what happened.

Furthermore, Rustyala's sword stabbed in from behind, and even his trembling was not allowed.

Having lost the advantage of a body of fire, Flame Squall no longer has a chance to win.

It is being torn apart without being able to deal with me and Rustyala's fast sword.

A little while later, Flame Squall was completely dismantled and disappeared as a light.

[The title 'Flickering Flame' has been acquired.

Fire magic has a +0.01 correction to fire magic

I get a title. However, since I don't have any fire magic skills, displaying my status didn't change it. Perhaps the same is true for Rustyala.

I pick up the magic stone dropped by Flamescoll and shift my attention to the surrounding military monsters.

Rastiara was already wielding a sword with sacred magic added to it in order to sweep the rest. I can join in, but then I'll have to use an unfamiliar ice-cold magic, so I weigh myself to save MP.

Within a few minutes, the sweeping battle was over.

A suitably exhausted Rustyala hands me the magic stone she picked up. With a smile.

Perhaps because of the boss battle, she seems to be in a good mood.

It's a good thing. It's a good thing.

I'd have been burned to a crisp.

I take off my burnt jacket and cloak and discard it.

Today I was wearing my original world clothes underneath, and it was exposed. To hide it, I quickly take out a new cloak from my 'belongings'.

Rustyala, who saw my clothes, looks at it with interest.

''Heh, are those clothes from another world?　It's exotic and nice. I'd like to try it on too.

What are you talking about? It's one of the few things I grew up with. Absolutely not.

Maybe I'd look good in it. See, I'm a good material guy.

'These are men's clothes. Give it up.

I put my cloak on and hide my hometown clothes from Rustyala's gaze.

Then, in an attempt to change the topic, I shake the story of the battle we just had.

''More importantly, was it the sacred magic ...... magic 《Sion》 just now?　If you can use something like that, go ahead and tell me. It would have been a lot easier if I'd factored that into my calculations from the beginning.

I've been hiding a lot of things in my hand in Rastiara ...... but Rastiara probably has more cards hidden than I do.

''Hmm. I didn't really want to use that magic earlier because it eats up a lot of MP.

Rastiara says that and urges me to check my status.

I 'gaze' at Rastiara and check my MP.

[Status]

HP621/709 MP121/325

'Wow. ....... It's down a hell of a lot: ......

''It's a high level of magic, even among the sacred magic. It's just not very good at magic, so it can't be more draining.''

Rustyala is catching her slightly disturbed breath as she explains. This might be the first time I've seen her breathing disrupted.

'You mean you don't want me to rely on that magic?'

That's it. You can't rely on this to get to the depths.

Rastiara is very good at giving plausible reasons. I feel like he's misrepresenting the fact that he simply wants to fight with a sword. But I couldn't help but nod because I'm sure it makes sense.

'Alright.'

Yeah. My magic is supposed to be a last resort.

The conversation is settled and we start walking towards the 24th level.

Looking at the map, it's about time for the stairs to the 24th level to appear.

I tell Rastiara about it. When she learns of this, she increases her tension and speeds up her steps.

We found the stairs a few minutes after we defeated Flamescoll.