S-class magic is the goal for every mage. Even if you acquire S-class magical skills, you may not be able to manifest them without talent and ability. Even if it can be expressed, the difficulty of handling it is not something that even a mage called a wise man can grasp.
However, its power is unimaginable. The magic of the S class is just a disaster, and if you handle it incorrectly, it is enough to destroy the country.
âUfufufufufu! Iâll chop you and blow away this forest!â
The magic swirls around Clive, just like the spiral wind barrier/Helix barrier. The only different thing is that the amount of magical power swirling is of a higher order of magnitude. Perhaps this is the triumph card using most of Cliveâs MPs.
(If possible, I donât want to damage the forest that has a connection with Efil⌠Clotho, give me that.)
Clotho puts out the thing from the storage. It is a long cane all black, longer than Kelvinâs height of 170 cm, and if you look at it from a distance, you may think that it is a spear. Strangely, the long cane is Cliveâs âextreme optimism Zionâ opposite.
Kelvin lightly swings the long cane he took out to see how it feels.
âOh? Whatâs this time?â
âWarm up.â
âHuh!?â
At that moment, an explosion was heard again, and Clive screamed. Efil shot the polar flame arrow /Blaze Arrow again from the wall of the village. A scorching arrow headed for Clive. However, there was no pretense to avoid it for some reason.
The Blaze Arrow hits the wall of swirling magical power.
âAha, ha, ha, ha!â
A loud laugh could be heard from the flames. Clive, who appeared when the flames disappeared, was unharmed. Blaze Arrow couldnât penetrate the wall of magical power.
âWasteful! This wall now boasts more than double the defense power of the spiral windbreak wall/ Helix Barrier. I donât know how powerful the attack is, but itâs meaningless anymore!
The wall contracted.
âFrom here, it is my S-class magic âSpiral super storm wall/Tempest barrierâ true form! â\n
The contracted wind wall swelled diagonally while being distorted, reaching the sky and the ground. The magic that was formed was a huge tornado. Clive sat in the center of the tornado.
It is a huge mixer that stirs the heavens and earth and destroys everything without question. Due to its powerful suction, the trees in the Crest forest are engulfed from the roots by the tornado and fall apart from the contact area.
âMy âSpiral super storm wall/Tempest barrierâ is the strongest magic of offense and defense! As you saw earlier, the defense power becomes a tornado and attacks a wide area! Uhu, Uhu, hu, you canât escape anymore!â
The tornado gradually moves in Kelvinâs direction. At the same time, Kelvin himself is sucked in by the wind engulfing the tornado. He tries to get away by flying, but the force of the tornado is strong enough to pull him away.
âThe price of damaging my beautiful face, the main character, is huge! Die, die!â
Clive is pleased with this overwhelming advantage. He could not be threatened anymore. This annoying black robe is over. In front of the corpse, letâs teach Efil and the elves together a fun thing.
However, Kelvin had no impatience. He focused his mind while resisting the tornado, and his gaze was directed at the tip of the cane.
âGreat wind Sickle/Boreas Death Scythe.â
A supernormal magical power emitted from the jet-black cane. The magical power forms a scythe that can be seen at the tip of the cane. It was no longer a cane, but a symbol of death declared by the god of death.
Cliveâs âSpiral super storm wall/Tempest barrierâ had a form in which magical power was scattered all over, this âGreat wind sickle/Boreas Death Scytheâ was highly concentrated magic. When Kelvin moved the tip of the cane slightly, space was distorted along its trajectory.
âWhat is that? Die!â
The speed of the Tempest barrier jumped up.
Clive, who refused to examine the characteristics of the scythe with the appraisal eye, lacked calm due to his emotional excitement. Well, the details of this magic could not be seen with the A-class appraisal eye due to lack of rank, so it was the same anyway.
Clive should still have magical detection skills, but he wasnât able to do so because he was dazzled by his immediate advantage and had absolute confidence in his magic. He neglected it. If he knew the nature of magical power, he might have understood that it was something he should never receive.
Kelvin repositioned his scythe and faced the tornado that was already approaching.
âReturn that word as it is!â
The scythe was swung horizontally. A fan-shaped slashing was released along the wielded line, distorting the space. Of course, Clive didnât avoid it. Without hesitation, he was just rushing to Kelvin with the spiral super storm wall/Tempest barrier.
The slash hit directly.\nâWas it misaligned? I still need some adjustments.â
â⌠What?â
The Spiral super storm wall/Tempest barrier was shattered. The impact of the powerful tornado vanished and spread throughout the forest. The slashing from the wind sickleâs blade pierced the tempest barrier, as if nothing had happened, and passed through Cliveâs legs, just above his knees.
Even after passing through the tempest barrier, the slashing did not stop. As it went further, it spread to the sides and met the trees and the ground. It cut down everything it touched, leaving an invisible hole in the ground. You could see the Earth in that direction sinking, it seems that the slashing had not disappeared yet. Finally, it reached the edge of the forest. The forest had become a miserable figure.
âI aimed at the torso parallel to the land so that it wouldnât reach the forest, but this is dangerous. I wonder if the elder will get angryâŚâ
âOh, oh, my feet !?â
Both of Cliveâs legs fell to the ground. Inevitably, there was a lot of bleeding from the missing part, and if he did not treat it immediately, he would eventually run out of HP even if he left it as it was. Itâs a big deal to keep flying even in this state, but Kelvin couldnât forgive him.
âIf I shoot at this distance, it wonât deviate.â
With the mobility of the wind god leg Sonic acceleration, he moved right in front of Clive. Kelvin was already shaking his scythe.
âThis is the end.â
âHey, wait ââ
Clive couldnât afford to worry about his face. He grimaced and held his hands up begging. But the Grim Reaperâs sickle never stopped. The wielded scythe slashed Clive.
âHuh?â
There was no feeling of slashing. On the contrary, Kelvin couldnât see Clive. The moment he thought Clive was hit by the slash, Clive disappeared.
âThatâs it.â
Suddenly an unfamiliar voice echoed. Kelvin reflexively detected the surroundings with his detection skill. When he confirmed the position and turned his face to it, there was a large monster that he had never seen before, and a noble-like man riding on his hand. There was. Clive is also lying at the feet of the man. He fainted with her white eyes peeled off.
âIs that your work now?â
Kelvin pointed the tip of his sickle at the man.\n\nKevin took an MP recovery potion from Clotho.
âOops, letâs disappear before he recovers. See you again âŚâ
Tristan and the others disappeared completely in an instant without laying a magic circle. Theyâre not nearby anymore.
âDo they escape? There is no sign them moving to the village?â
Kevin checked the subordinate network. The golems had successfully captured the female knights, and Sara seemed to have cleaned up. Melfina and Rion were also on their way back to the village.
[At the end of the battle, the enemy general escaped. Weâre going back to the village, but Gerard, stay vigilant.]
[OK.]
[Ma⌠Master?? Oh, wait!]
 Efil fumbled.
(⌠Efil, whatâs wrong? Well, first, the return is the priority)
I put on hold the battle report and drank the MP recovery medicine at once.
(Itâs not easy. And that Tristan aristocrat, why didnât he attack the village with summoning? No, now more than thatâŚ)
Kelvin looked up at the sky and took a deep breath.
âDamn!â
A roar of regret echoed in the forest, permeated the trees, and shook into the sky. Great wind sickle/Boreas Death Size cut off the clouds and rose to the heavens. The blow cut off the magical power applied to the cane, and it returned to its original form.
Kelvin couldn´t stand the remorse. Itâs dangerous to be distracted while missing an enemy. He couldnât handle the magic while keeping the theory. Itâs all about putting people in danger.
(If the first hit of the Great wind sickle/Boreas Death Scythe was decisive, it would not have been such a resultâŚ)
The result was a little hazy in his heart, but Kelvin flew to the village. Itâs up to Kelvin where the regrets would go after that, but letâs put the curtain down.