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'Master! I just heard that Mel's magic is gone...!

'Seriously? I knew that bastard was the enemy!

Coonaria and Oma, who had heard Vilm's mutterings, were visibly dismayed.

The reaction of Coonaria, their best friend in particular, was terrific, and she's in a position to hang on to Virum with her eyes black and white.

''... Ah, it's literally gone. Anyway, we can't talk about not getting out of this ward first.''

Virum was upset the moment he realized, but apparently he regained his composure somewhat when he saw Cunaria, who was more violently upset than he was.

''Didn't you listen to me? This ward is being set up with the help of the Holy Tree Master. Even a spirit beast-sama should take a considerable amount of time to destroy this. Wasting a lot of time on this, it's unseemly.

Stay put. Even if you were to break out of the wards, you would not be able to save the elf Meldina.

Althee and Nazri, who had been watching the scene with a blank look on their faces, warned him, but not Vilm and the others who obeyed.

''Well, I'm not so sure about that.

I... What?

The eyebrows of the expressionless Arteta's eyebrows twitch at the sight of Vilm, who is about to give up or laugh wryly.

There is no change in the expression of Nazri too, but his gaze catches Virum and does not let go.

''Just now, the solution was presented to me by you. Phew.

Yeah, okay.

When his name was called, Fumil realized Vilm's intentions and held out his hands towards the wards.

''... I hear you really didn't hear it. Okay? This warding, no matter how much of a spirit beast you are, will not be so easy...

That's assuming Fu does it alone, right?

Vilm touches Fumil's back with both hands facing the ward.

''Hmm. The magic power of brother Vi is flowing in. This will work.''

Next, a blush appeared on her face, turning into a comfortable expression.

''You're sending your own magical power to Spirit Beast-sama...?''

So what? A mere increase in the human race's magical power by one person won't break the Sacred Tree's wards.

Althee's words did not last any longer.

''Windforce.''

A raging wind appeared in front of Houmill and condensed into a spherical shape to form a small ball.

In other words, it could be a small, large typhoon.

''Both of you, get down!''

Naturally, the two of them were referring to Cunaria and Oma, and not directed at Arthe and Nazri.

The moment the two of them swiftly fell to the ground in accordance with Huemil's words, the windball that was unleashed from her hand exploded.

The blast, which is enough to give the illusion that it is a runaway of magic power, is in competition with the wards, and the aftermath almost sends Kunaria and Oma flying.

However, Virum, who has been sending magic power to Fumil, dexterously picked up Coonaria with one hand and had Oma hold onto one of her legs to prevent it from happening.

''...Ridiculous.''

It was Arthee who muttered in a stunned manner.

From the tip of his gaze, the small cracks that entered the ward created by the power of the Holy Tree gradually increased in size.

A ward that was difficult to destroy, even for a spirit beast.

This has been confirmed as a fact in the earlier exchange.

The difference from earlier is that the magic power of the human race called Virum is on top of it, but it must have been a hard fact for them to understand.

''Hu, it's about time.''

What would they do with this situation that was already destroying them?

The Noh mask that had stuck to their faces has fallen off, and the feelings of shock and fear are now evident.

''Mm, okay. ''Burst.''

The moment Fumil spoke the words, the windball popped loudly, and the wards that were said to have been created by the power of the holy tree were swallowed by the wind, and even the sound of shattering was swallowed up by the wind and blown away without a trace.

The two stunned high elves were unable to even take a passive position and seemed to be knocked unconscious as they were blown away and slammed into the trees.