Ailet x Terry [Part 1 Complete]

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She looked at the books piled up in the trolley and frowned.

"You've come here a lot of times. My first librarian's job would be to get rid of the books he had messed up."

"It won't happen."

"The staff who answer the question is not very good. You'll need training."

Long conversations were unnecessary. The battle began right away.

Fluttering the wide cuffs, Elantia's hands quickly signed up.

"Exhalation of permafrost."

Sohn aaaa

From the lips that spoke the starter, the vicious wind of Nippleheim was summoned. The cold breath she poured out quickly encroaches on her surroundings.

The plants in the flower beds were frozen in an instant by the 7-circle wide area freezing magic. The extremely cold air turned the rooftop terrace into a murder zone.

There is nowhere to avoid.

Just before the breath of the frost hit Tessilides, he quickly picked up two books and opened them.

Easy Profit! Huarrüb!

Flames and winds mingled to create a blast around him. A powerful craze offset the surrounding chill.

It was a cramped safe zone that was barely created by two 4-Circle attack spells.

"Hoo, it was a good term. But."

The first attack was merely an attempt to tie the maneuverability of the tesilid to prevent an approach war.

Tesilid, who has neither aura nor divine power, can no longer move a single step within the craze zone.

Elantia was once again sealed. As a result, dark clouds began to quickly roll over the blue dry sky.

Tesilid immediately recognized what a magical precursor it was.

As soon as his hand quickly unfolded the 2-circle shield scroll book, Elantia exclaimed.

"Summon a lightning strike!"

Kwaaang!

A powerful electroencephalogram was inserted into the position of the thecilede as if descending.

A blitzkrieg focused on a point digs into the ground with a terrifying destructive power.

A situation where you can only close your eyes and be a direct hit. Elantia laughed, expecting the blood and moans that would soon be blowing through the air.

"Only 2 Circle Shield to Hold On ... sound? Isn't it?"

After the dust cloud had subsided, the Tessilid was in full swing.

"This was a little dangerous."

Five huge iron thorns that sprang up to his side were dispersing the blitzkrieg away.

In Tessilid's hand was another scrollbook.

Elanthia, who recognized that it was a magneto-based magic, marveled.

"Alas, Sachul."

By magnetic force, he had pulled up all the iron mixed into the soil of the flower beds to create a lightning rod.

"Ha, that's right."

Elantia was excited about the battle. The pupil in the middle of her red eyes was torn vertically.

Her hand moved again for the attack.

"So what about this?"

Deaggravated, D-Whoops, De-Uk!