The reason the Master was near McGillis and the others could only be described as the Master’s whim.
He had taken lodging in a nearby town to hear rumors about magic from a neighboring country.
McGillis’s Earth Magic was detected from outside the town.
Magic within the town was used for construction, practice, and magic tool crafting.
The monsters in this area were wiped out on a weekly basis by large-scale sweeps, so there were no monsters strong enough to warrant the use of magic.
He used continuous magic to move underground.
That’s how the Master left the town.
Then, hearing that the border line was noisy, he was convinced of the intruder’s magic skill, and he used magic that took some time to activate.
It was a great nuisance to the servant who took care of his surroundings.
“Magic Arrow!”
“Wind, (Wind Magic: Arrow Repulsion)”
The neighboring country’s information manipulation was excellent.
To think that there were users of magic, superior to the Tartarus Kingdom, so close by.
“Son of a b*tch! (Wind Magic: Kama-itachi)”
“Magic Can-cel…?”
I won’t let magic be nullified.
A surprise attack with Earth Magic.
His magic nullification seems to be limited to one at a time.
“Double Magic, Cancel.”
“What! Two at once. Can’t you nullify them?”
Prote and the others are close to the enemy (within magic attack range).
If it were just me, I could escape as much as I wanted… but my dreams, my family.
Guaaaahhhh.
“Receive the synergistic effect of Fire Magic and Wind Magic! (Flame Wind)”
“Magic Cancellation.”
“So what of ittttttt!”
McGillis exchanged magic with the Master, and as the nearby town’s soldiers rushed in, the situation became less favorable.
McGillis found it difficult to let Prote and the others escape.
The Master’s stray magic bullets flew, and he would be blamed later.
The servant nearby had no idea of the Master’s circumstances.
“It’s over here~ ♪ Please hurry and come, it’s already late~ ♪”
McGillis was forced to make a decision.
Whether to escape alone, or to gamble on escaping with some of Prote and the others.
“Shall we settle this now, Mr. Illegal Immigrant? Sand Tempest. And another one, Wind Cutter.”
The Master entered the fray.
Wind whirled up from the ground.
It trapped McGillis, who was flying in the sky, and gradually narrowed its range.
As McGillis tried to escape, another circular saw-like wind blade cut his body to shreds.
“I’ll give you my limbs, guaaaahhhhh!”
“Owner――――”
“Ugh, waaaahhhhhh!”
Prote was stunned at the sight of McGillis being dismembered one-sidedly.
The absolute strong one. Being toyed with and killed unfairly.
Impossible. Impossible, his mind was consumed, and he froze.
His wife and sons attacked the Master and his group to aid their owner.
Wait, you guys, McGillis couldn’t speak as he was swallowed by the sandstorm.
He watched as Prote and the others were trampled by the Master’s magic.
Activating his Possession Ability, he hid his wives, who were behind him, into the ground.
Bwaaaah!!
The attack magic, which dyed the ground red and black, hit directly.
The screams of Prote and the others were drowned out by the explosion.
“I might have gone a bit too far. ♪”
“…A bit, with that?”
The Master’s attack magic, with no restraint whatsoever.
The servant turned pale.
They would have to interrogate the illegal immigrant about where and why they came to this country, securing the minimum number of survivors.
They had all been annihilated.
This act invited the suspicious thoughts of the soldiers.
“We have to keep at least a few alive for the investigation…”
“Wahahaha, that’s right. ♪”
I was careless, wahahaha ♪♪
“What is this commotion!? This isn’t a monster subjugation, is it?”
The man in charge of the soldiers stationed in the town approached to demand an explanation for the scene.
“It was like this. And like that.”
“An annihilation of illegal immigrants?”
“Indeed, I accidentally lost my temper. My apologies.”
“No, there’s a chance the illegal immigrants may have brought harm to our country.”
“See, it all worked out somehow. ♪”
“Master!?”
The servant admonished the Master for his statement.
The captain, aware of their identities, concluded the initial questioning. In a place smelling of black flesh fragments, fresh blood, iron, and dust, they investigated information about the illegal immigrants.
“Captain~”
“As expected, no clues, huh.”
“It’s a sea of blood after all…”
“Alright, let’s head back.”
“Yes.”
As the soldiers returned to town and were creating their reports, a Mato arrived from the Royal Capital.
“Declaration of war! A war of territorial expansion!?”
A commotion at the border… something like trouble occurred.
Near the town, there was a large-scale explosion… and a single citizen annihilated the illegal immigrants.
Despite these two major events happening.
They were further surprised by the word “war.”
“It is His Majesty’s order. We will form a unit to be dispatched to the border immediately.”
“Yes!”
They saluted and followed the order.
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McGillis and the others focused solely on escaping.
When his body was cut to shreds, he scattered his Possessed Magic Power to his surroundings.
This deceived the eyes of the Magic Sense.
When the Masters were completely gone, McGillis revived by absorbing the remaining flesh fragments.
“You b*stards!”
“…”Owner.”
McGillis unhesitatingly incorporated the wives he had rescued into his body.
“Why!? Nooooo!”
“Wait!? Explain… hel-”
With no escape in the underground space, the women had no way to flee from McGillis’s clutches.
“Damn it, damn ittttt!”
This world again! Me! It’s me!
It won’t allow me to fulfill my dreams!
McGillis, feeling the warmth of his wives incorporated into his body, took his frustrations out on the ground and walls.
Once again, his feet crumbled on the second step of his dream.
Reluctantly, he retreated.
He was back to the first step.
There was no end in sight. No footing.
Where should I go to reach my destination?
Bang! Thump! Crack!
The bones in his wrist were crushed.
Still, with his unharmed hand, he punched the wall.
Crack! The bones in both wrists and hands shattered, and he stood there, panting raggedly.
Isn’t family enough?
Aren’t my sons, whom I raised from scratch, enough?
… Accomplice.
Do I have to include a born archcriminal in my camp?
Answer me! My Goddess of Fate~!
“Uuh… uuu…”
Tears of a man.
A rite of passage to take the next step.
