Becoming a magician in another world

All the magic power was transformed into body strengthening magic.

There is no gap for shooting magic.

He is not an opponent that can withstand a big move.

In that case, he would only be able to surpass the Sword Saint in a melee battle.

"...much faster than before. This one seems a bit difficult to handle."

(——Stinky boy)

The sword master's voice was still full, and his lips curled up in anger.

Even though she was fighting so hard, she felt miserable and worried her fiancé, but she couldn't stop smiling no matter what.

This kind of life exchange gives me the joy of being alive.

It’s different from Liz and the others usually, where they just kill each other.

——Very happy.

"You're laughing, Samuel."

"You are the one, aren't you laughing?"

“Hahahahaha” “Haha

Ha ha"

"Hehehehe"

“Ahahahahahahahahahaha!”

Sam, who was entangled with the Water God Fist, and the Tibetan who was holding a knife, continued to attack and defend with a smile.

Even if Sam was cut, he would never back down and would continue to set it up regardless.

Using magic beyond the specification to fully strengthen the body and cause fatal injuries is something that even a sword master cannot do.

The winemakers also kept attacking.

Use your knife, and sometimes your arm to knock down Sam's attacks, slashing whenever you get the chance.

It's nerve wracking to not let Sam get hit in one blow, because Sam's attack power is too high.

The Tibetans are excellent at swordsmanship and can win even with an advantage. In terms of magic, they can also use some body strengthening magic.

In terms of defense and attack power, he is far inferior to Sam.

Knowing that even one effective strike would reverse the advantage and lead to defeat.

So he kept swinging the knife.

(——Oops, there’s no way to win. My attacks can’t hit me, and I can’t reach my target. This is much more troublesome than I expected!)

Sam chuckled internally as he bumped into the brewmaster.

He can't even use the flying magic he's good at.

The ultimate move doesn't work either.

Even though I know it's a sweet thing, I don't want to use my skills.

(It is not good to be poor like this)

He had been covered in lacerations, and his clothes were heavily stained with blood.

There was blood dripping on the ground, soaking the stones.

The winemaker's body was also red in some places. All this was Sam's reward.

"Ah, damn!"

Swing your arms, pull away from the Tibetans, jump low, and keep your distance.

Winemakers don’t chase.

The thought of being ignored is disgusting.

"The momentum is declining. I know you are not sincere."

"So what did you say?"

The brewer unbuttoned his pose and told Sam.

"I'll say it again later. Fight with the goal of killing me."

"That was my decision."

"Perhaps you care about both Mizuki and Xiaomei, but it's useless. In order to avoid turning it into a boring battle, although I dare not say it, but in order to see your sincerity, I will tell you."

"What?"

"After I kill you, if I do what I have to do, I will die of my appetite."

"--ah"

"Father!"

Mizuki shouted as the swordsman's shocked words shocked Sam. Liz and Karen also covered their mouths with their thoughts of the Tibetans and could not say anything.

Only Günter snorted in boredom.

"This is an apology to Mr. Samuel and Liz. And compensation for the injustice done to His Majesty."

"Instead of doing that, why not fight!"

It's so silly and so ridiculous.

Instead of fighting with the intention of harming yourself, it is better not to fight in the first place.

After hearing what Sam said, the winemaker looked embarrassed.

"That may be the case. But the battle has begun. And I can't stop fighting." "What's going on?"

Faster than Sam could ask the question, the Tibetan kicked the ground again.

(——Oops, no response!)

Moving at unprecedented speed, Sam couldn't react.

"From now on I'm serious. I'm going to kill you with all my heart. Just hold on."

The Tibetan unleashed a blow with murderous intent.

(--first)

Faster than thinking, the knife was swung straight down.

In an instant, the sword master's slash deeply cut Sam's shoulders, chest and legs.

"Sam!"

More blood gushed out than ever before, Sam fell down, and Liz screamed.

“Is it over? Then stop it.”

Silently, standing aside and looking down at the Tibetan, Sam expressed resistance.

"—No, not yet."

After Sam increased his magic power, he used his hand knife to deflect the pointed blade and stood up.

He held his shoulders, took a deep breath, and injected magic power into his efforts to recover.

(Ah, the bleeding won’t stop. He used all his magic power to defend himself instantly, but he was able to help me do it. Is this the Sword Saint?)

Try to stop the bleeding and get back to a state where you can ignore the pain.

(What a troublesome opponent. This is the first time someone other than Ur has pushed me to this point.)

Sam smiled.

"--hehe"

Sam looked directly at the Swordmaster.

Conversely, even without fighting one can still see how strong they are.

The sword skills and experience he has accumulated are higher than Sam's current ones.

But it can't end here. "I'm sorry. It's such a shame. I liked you. I didn't want to kill him because he was a good man. What a shame."

Sword Saint Immovable

Watching in anticipation to see what Sam would do.

"Mr. Mizuki, I'm sorry."

"...Sam"

Apologizing to Mizuki, who was watching the duel, Sam pointed at the Tibetan.

"Sword Saint Amamiya Kurato, you are my enemy."

"Yes, that's right."

"I can't die here. I can't die for stupid reasons like your favor. I have someone I love and I want her to be happy. If I die here, Lady Liz will be sad. That's all I can't do."

"What should I do?"

"Kill you"

With clear hostile murderous intent, Sam exchanged glances with the Tibetan, and he smiled happily.

"I'm glad you've finally come to your senses. Come on, let's have a great fight. Let's have a fight suitable for a magician against the strongest swordsman in this country!"

"Superior"

Sam increased his magic power.

That magic power was too great, and the powerful magic power was clearly visible to the Liz who were protecting it.

"--This is"

A scarlet magic enveloped Sam.

Sam's magic swelled, almost bursting.

"So far it's been... great magic"

Sam has changed.

And it was Liz who noticed it for the first time.

"Sam, you, the color of your hair"

Just as his fiancé had said, Sam's hair turned scarlet red.

It was just like the color of his beloved master's hair.

"Be happy, Amamiya Kuratō. For me, this is the first time I let you use this. You can show it off to Ur in the next life."

The scarlet magic spread out like an embrace around Sam.

"What"

The guardians, led by the Tibetan who wanted to ask questions, couldn't believe their ears at Sam's next words.

"Ritual - Ulrike Scheidt-Werker Liberation"