Foreigner Volume 7, Chapter 131

Volume 7 Chapter 131, Magic Sword ~ 39

　Meanwhile.

　There are two shadows flying in the circle. They are Solor and Rico.

　Their role is to get out of this circle and defeat the practitioner who is controlling it. It is the order of Satoru, the leader of the group. During their escape, they were almost attacked by a woman, but their Lord took a stand to protect them, and they are flying in the sky with the sorcery of 【Flight】 toward the outside of the circle.

「Gughh......Kuuhh......」

　Solor noticed a small shaking in Rico's arm around her shoulder. She gritted her teeth and managed to hold on, but the shivering was caused by an unintended decrease in her magic power. She knew that this is what happens to the human body when it feels intense cold, but it was not caused by the cold.

　Solor herself felt that her magic power was decreasing at an even faster rate than usual. Even sorcery that should be able to travel in a fraction of the time it would normally take is low in output, probably because they're in this circle. She could still hold her own, but considering Rico's condition, it would be dangerous for her to stay in this circle for a long time. Solor consciously increases the output of her sorcery.

　She saw a break in the pillar of light.

　She thought she saw a glimmer, something shining.

「!!」

　A sharp pain shoots up to her shoulder. Fresh blood splattered. She was a Magic Doll, but her blood was still red.

「S-Solor!」

「I'm fine.」

　Solor pulls out the knife in her shoulder as if to say, "I'm fine". Blood splatters for a moment, but this level of blood has no effect on her―but when she sees several more long needle-like needles coming at her, Solor stopped her【Flight】 and quickly uses another sorcery.

「『Storm Wall』」

　With a roar, a gust of wind whipped up, sending the flying needles soaring into the sky. Without even checking it, Solor was on the ground, taking care not to injure Rico. Her feet were about to be swept away by the inertia of the wind, and then some needles struck again. Again, she used her 【Storm Wall】and blew the needles away.

　It was only about 5 majors to the outside of the circle. But there was definitely an obstacle in the way.

「Houh, I am amazed that you are still able to move so well inside the circle.」

　Four men were waiting for them outside the circle. Solor turned her cool-headed gaze in that direction and carefully lowered Rico.

「But we have our orders. We must ask you to stay inside the circle for a little while.」

　In their hands are weapons like knives and long needles. This must be what the attackers are trying to do. They are trying to stall them here. If they are stopped in this circle, there is no doubt that they will be left behind.

　In addition, some of the flying weapons were also blocked by the 「Storm Wall】

　Solor calmly observed the situation and made a judgment.

「Rico-sama. Can you leave this to me and can you please take care of the practitioners outside of the circle?」

「Eh.....b-but」

　With a slightly pale face, Rico looked at Solor with a concerned expression on her face. With a blank expression as usual, Solor tells her calmly.

「Please. My magic power is still strong enough. I can at least take care of the four of them here. But under the circumstances, I have to give it my all. It is hard for me to give my all when Rico-sama, whom I have to protect, is nearby.」

　For a moment, Rico thought. She wondered if Solor was trying to sacrifice herself to get Rico out of the circle. But Solor assures her that is not the case. She doesn't have much time to think about it ― Rico herself has lost a lot of her magic power, and she feels that it is still decreasing.

「Uh-huh. You got it.」

　Solor points to Rico's escape route with her back so that the men don't notice. Rico patted her on the back to indicate that she understood, and then she scolded her wobbly legs and made her escape at once. She did what she does best: It's 【Shukuchi】.

　But the men were not about to let her get past them so easily. Without mercy, they pointed their throwing weapons at Rico as well.

「Do you think you can pull it off so easily, girl?」

　Several projectile weapons are aimed at Rico. Their aim is precise, but...

「『Separated by a Stone Wall』

「What the hell!?」

　*whooshh* and a stone corridor appeared in Rico's path, repelling the throwing weapon. The men were blindsided by the high-dimensional earth-based magic. The stone corridor could not be penetrated by a throwing weapon.

　Rico trusted Solor and continued to run out of the way without looking back. She manages to run through the corridor and escape out of the circle. Finally, the unpleasant sensation of magic power draining out of her stops. The feeling of emptiness still lingered, but it was not the end of the story. She still runs through the outer perimeter of the corridor without looking back at Solor.

「!!」

「Tsk! My Lord, go after that girl!」

　The men reacted instantly, with one of the four of them immediately going after Rico.

　But the slight gap between the stone corridor and Rico was fatal.

「I won't let you do it. 『It is a heavy wedge that rules.』」

　The man who chased Rico was caught by the magic that Solor released. The magic was a rush of gravity. The gravity that comes from directly above crushes the man.

「Wha.....gaghh....ghhhh」

　The man, his body bound by the overwhelming gravity, still tried to take a step forward, but he could not resist and finally fell down on the spot. Even so, the rush of gravity did not stop. The man's body was pressed against the hard bedrock, and finally, a dull thud was emitted. There arose a red stain. The tremendous pressure crushed the human body into a mere lump of flesh.

　The three remaining men were blindsided by the sheer power of the art. The one who unleashed it was a beautiful light blue-haired woman who remained resolute even in the midst of the crowd. She is a female sorcerer, dressed in a one-piece dress and a leather cloak, with no weapons or aids in her hands.

「You.....Who the hell are you」

　The three remaining men all turned to face Solor at once with horror on their faces, realizing that if they showed the slightest sign of weakness, they would be killed instantly, just like the man before, and although it was fatal that one of them had been left out of this line, that did not mean they could turn their backs.

　This woman was too different. It was impossible for her to remain resolute amid the torrent of the reversal of the magic circle. Satoru, the target, and they had heard about the existence of the legendary 【Immortal King】 Leia Löwenstadt. They also had heard that there were other sorcerers as well, but they had never expected her to be as good as this.

　As a matter of fact, this was the fault of their companion Zelphys. He had focused his report on the horror of Leia Löwenstadt, who had slaughtered a large army and had only mentioned the existence of the other sorcerer. Derek, who had been working with Zelphys, had also noted and reported the danger of Solor, but his report was not passed on to the Holy Sword Clan.

　Without returning a glance to the question of one of the men, Solor returned aloof.

「【Magic Doll】 Solor. I am a Magical slave of the esteemed Master, Satoru-sama.」

「Shadow stitching. Do not enter the circle unintentionally!」

　With a zap, the three men took formation. They took the form of encircling Solor from three points along the circle, throwing projectile weapons one after another. Shadow stitching is a technique of the Holy Sword Clan. A formation to kill sorcerers, so to speak, to prevent them from concentrating on sorcery by throwing projectile weapons one after another at different times from the point of encirclement and concentrating on evading them. Even if the sorcerer does not use their imagination, it will be difficult for them to make full use of sorcery if someone throws projectile weapons at the sorcerer without even taking a breath.

　Sorcery is an art that requires imagination and concentration on the part of the sorcerer. Normally, the opponent's sorcery cannot be activated until the projectile weapon is exhausted ― normally.

「It's useless. 『Raging Winds』」

　A pillar of wind, different from the 【Storm Wall】 of a moment ago, rose up around Solor. Sure, sorcery requires imagination and concentration, but sorcery is not limited to that. It is something that is invoked simply by stating the words of the law based on an ancient contract.

　A fierce pillar of wind instantly transforms the throwing weapon into nothingness. Solor turned her palm toward the man who was standing to her left, who was upset and hesitant to attack next.

「『Blast』」

　A bursting sound echoed.

「Guaaarrgggh!!」

「!!!」

　The chest of the man on the left suddenly exploded. A desperate scream was heard, and the man fell on his back with a wound as if his body had exploded from the inside, his scattered internal organs falling towards the man in pieces with blood.

　Even a man of the Holy Sword Clan had never seen such sorcery as the one he had just witnessed. She activated her art with a 『Password』 without imagining or concentrating in the midst of a shadow stitch attack...? No, I don't see any such art imbued in her equipment.

「Sorcerer ...... No, that's not sorcery. Besides, she can move so much inside the circle and make full use of sorcery ......!!」

「The magic power given to me by Master will not easily run out at this level」

　Solor replied calmly to the upset and dismayed men. Certainly, both her magic and sorcery are 20 to 30% less powerful than usual. But if that is the case, it is only a matter of putting additional magic power into them. Even after being exposed to this circle, she still has half of her magic power left.

「And two more.......I'll go all at once.」

　Solor's silver eyes widened and power surged into them.

　A pillar of lightning, larger than the pillar of light in the circle, blew up.

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