"'Scattered Flame Bullets'!

As the pneumonia raises its hand against the crow, a pattern carved into its arm pulses and a flaming shotgun is released.

By carving the technique into your arm beforehand, you can exercise the technique without meddling in the bill, even shortening the chant. However, there are not many magicians who can use this technique because of the need for advanced spiritual manipulation.

"Damn it!

Flaming shotguns flying at high speeds are powerful enough that each and every one is comparable to a grenade bullet. But the crow rubbed all of it without rubbing it.

"Blaster!"

"Grrr!"

However, the crow is exposed to explosion flames at close range when it is turned to the blaster who predicted its destination.

The magicians watching the battle feel the end of the battle, but there was another sight in the eyes of the confronting pneumonia.

"Let's do it."

Diving through the blast flames, the intact crow flies. Even close range flames played by beating up spiritual power.

"But hey, that's too inefficient"

The pneumonia once again releases a scattering flame bullet. Broader, faster.

Crows inevitably prevent bullets from landing by bumping spiritual power. Then, once again, the long-awaited blaster emits a widespread blast.

"You're still poor, Jiri."

"No, the pneumonia is after it"

To an unusable magician of ceremonial theology yet, the veteran magician explains.

With connections by spiritual filaments, prolonged action is possible with a spiritual supply from the magician. But when the unconnected formula God uses up the inner spiritual power, the technique is solved.

Formula for reconnaissance God is relatively fuel efficient. But if you keep using your spiritual powers to prevent all that blast, you won't last long.

"The pneumoconiosis also figured it out and attacked it in such a way. The more carefully you fight, the more spiritual power you can defeat without consuming enough. But not necessarily if that crow has other hands. Then I guess that's why you're going to let his spirit slip away in a short time."

Veteran magicians are impressed with the judgment of pneumonia.

It's also possible that that crow was sent as a time buyer to make some sort of move. Taking that into account, the short-term showdown of choice for pneumonia is arguably the best.

"Ha-ha-ha! Damn crow, you're seriously the best!

But no one but himself knows that I just wanted to get busted but made that choice for uh-huh.

- Blast flames and explosions blowing within the junction. And the crow swallowed, and prevented, and struck down all of it.

When it was over, it had greatly betrayed the expectations of the magicians and had been a long battle spanning two hours.

"Stupid......"

"Pneumonia, Dear…"

An historic battle engraved in the hearts of all the witnesses. That's what got it under control.

"- Crow, are you finally home?"

Waiting on the edge of the house, a white crow returned. It was cold.

Suddenly the connection was broken, so I thought something had happened. I also thought you were being abused by other crows or something, but he's not hurt. That was an extra worry.

"How can this crow disappear?

"Hmm, I don't even know how to do that. But if you let it go, the spiritual power you're enclosing will run out and you'll go back to the original paper."

"I see. Then rest in your living room properly."

The crow snorted and walked to the living room with a patter.

"Well, it's totally sundown. Shall we rest for dinner? Oh, I gotta get some cat food."

"Seriously, Non doesn't need that. I don't care what your lord usually eats."

"What are you talking about? It's bad for you to eat the same thing as people, especially leeks."

"No, Noon is perfectly fine..."

"I'll get some, leave a message."

"No, Noon..."

The peaceful routine has passed today.

"Wow...... really awesome"

Aquatic lubricant leaves (Mizukami/Uluru) revealed excitement as they reflected on the sight they had just seen.

"I can't believe you defeated Mr. Qi and the Explosives at Volcano Mountain. What the hell is that white crow..."

A battle between white crows and pneumonia, at the temple. Coincidentally, he was witnessing that battle through the eyes of the ceremonial God.

The boundaries stretched out in the temple were made so as not to leak sound and video to the outside world. But if you're a water class magician, it's easy to peek inside.

"That crow is back in the direction...... Could it be, Kōjo-kun!?

I remember a young man who had eyes through the ceremonial god before witnessing a battle of white crows.

"I thought you had eyes by chance then. Could you really have seen it?

Speaking of which, I heard you couldn't make it to the opening ceremony because you caught the murderer. For example, at least the average person, shouldn't be.

That's what the water thinks and decides.

"If you're really a yin and yang magician enough to defeat Mr. Qi, you might also know the art of finding a cat god. Yeah, I'll ask Takashi-kun tomorrow."

The peaceful routine of Yuki Nobusuke (Yuki and Kosuke) was gradually collapsing.

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