Black Iron Magician ~ Training Story of the Untalented Disciple ~ - 575 Episode 551

Something pierces Derris’ right shoulder. Trying to hide in the shadow of Yuna, and protruding softly more than her armpits, it was Chinatsu’s love knife, Iwatsu. At some point behind Yuna is Chinatsu, whose hands are gripped with a pattern of Iwatsu. Whether Yoona cleared the way to this point because she detoxified it with black bullets, or whether she came while detoxifying herself, it’s unknown there. The only certainty is that Iwato’s blade was hit by Derris, and that blade was flaunted with the power of “Hard and Clear Sword,” a unique skill of Chinatsu.

“- Huh!!!???”

The stress of Chinatsu (…) as he passes on Iwatomi and moves to Delis. It builds up to an amount that would have been insane if it were a regular person. That simultaneously puts a load on Derris’ body and mind. How stress-resistant Delis and they were not very but acceptable amounts. The thought circuit, which should have been revived once, turns white, and Derris screams the unspoken word. The thought of a heart waving at an abnormal rate and a throbbing stomach is as if one man is savoring the hell of the world.

“Huh!”

Naturally, if such a gap is possible, Yuna, the disciple, moves instantly to the next action. Cut back the doggan wand that was used to hold him down and wave the murder blade relentlessly in the face of the suffering Derris’ brain.

– Goo-wow!

But the attack never hit Derris. Whether it was intentional or unconscious, Derris was using magic items to become Tiger Boy before Yoona made the complete transition to attack.

(Gu!? This is a powerful wind!? Blow up, get blown up……!

It was hidden under Derris’ robe. It had a powerful storm trapped in it. Yuna and Chinatsu, who were directly in front of us, are so strong that they can be gathered together and blown away. There is no way to flaunt this in a narrow hole, and the two are thrown straight out of the hole, on the contrary, into the air.

“Oh, you had your chance!

“Yona, prepare to land more than that. I honestly can’t afford much…”

“Huh? Oh, yeah!

The storm was powerful in the sense of blowing it up, but almost harmless in the sense of damage. There is no apparent damage caused by this wind to Yoonas, who have been properly subjected to it. Having landed safely on the ground, the two gaze into the infiltration hole where Delis would still be.

“Chinatsu, what’s your status?

“Not very good. I could handle most of the magic bullets, but I still only got one shot.”

Chinatsu puts his hand on his own flank.

“Did they do that there?

“Yeah. I applied healing magic, so the injury itself is already healed… but it looks like that magic bullet, it was a special poison. I can’t completely detoxify the poison that poured into my body. Even if the remaining poison grows without detoxifying it, and I try to detoxify it again, the remaining poison halfway through again will regenerate, detoxify again, multiply again – it’s already here. Maybe, but I think that’s how Mr. Derris planted this poison.”

“That’s what instantaneous damage is, but a very difficult poison to treat?

“It’s easy to say. To be even more honest, we’re almost out of magic with our defenses from magic bullets and ongoing treatment of poison. So after… entrust it to Yona”

With that said, Chinatsu pulled out the black sword that pierced Yuna’s flank and healed the wound. At the same time, all the poisons that were inside and outside Yuna were detoxified. There is a difference between cloud mud in the ease of battle compared to earlier dying conditions, although not complete.

“Wow, it’s so much easier! Thanks!”

“Now I’m serious, my MP is empty. Oh, because you don’t need a recovery pill. I’m so hungry.”

“Haha, Chinatsu is a snack ~”

Yuna smiled back like a girl, against Chinatsu’s belly, which did not look so bloated.

“Well, I really left the rest to you. I’m poisoned, too, but I don’t think the knife that’s stretching out there will last long, so I’d prefer an early settlement if I could.”

“Is that it? Chinatsu, you seem surprisingly spared? You look better than usual, don’t you?

“That’s not true. I’ve shifted all the stress I’ve had for the past week to Mr. Derris, so that’s just how it looks on the surface.”

“Ha ha ha ha ha. Then, yeah, I’m in charge!

Yuna cheers up from her best friend and walks out of her temper. Chinatsu sits on the ground on the spot and drops off such a yuna heading under Delis.

– Zuch…!

Every time Yuna moves forward, more magic spills through her skin than a sinking hole. Is Derris using some kind of magic?

………

Shortly before Yona arrived by the hole, someone crawled out more than in the hole. The person was no other delis, but there were many thread-like tangles on the limbs, slightly uncomfortable with the motion compared to usual.

(… Master, he’s passed out)

Conviction from discomfort. Looking into Delis’ lifeless eyes, Yoona was accurately reading Delis’ current state. As Yuna thought, Derris was unconscious today and in a state of disorientation. No great wizard, dubbed Black Iron, could work harder on a boulder. And the settlement should have been made. But still the flesh is moving is caused by a certain magic that chanted on the verge of losing its mind.

(It’s like that puppet thread… if you can think of it, you did the magic of manipulating a corpse on yourself to allow the battle to continue even after you lost consciousness, or something?

Much is correct. Since his adventurous days, Delis has been carrying out fire extinguishers and cover-ups under all circumstances. There were no exceptions there, no matter what the circumstances in which he was put, whether he was mowed of consciousness by Nell’s blow or put to sleep by Arezel’s suspicious medication. This magic of moving the unconscious Delis is one of those measures.

(If magic is moving the master, it’s probably like automatic combat mode. If so, the way we fight should be more monotonous than it should be…)

Like ridiculing such Yuna’s thoughts, Derris concentrated his magic power on one arm to create a pitch of pitch black from the tip of his hand. They shall gradually take the form of bars and become real. In Delis’ hands, if he noticed, he was gripped with such a disastrous wand as was made of black demon stone. The use of that cane is almost the same as that of Yuna and Derris, who always worked as a team.

“… eheh. There’s no reason for a master to do such a warm thing. Even if it was an auto, let it get infinitely closer to the manual movement. No, it’s the master’s humanity that makes him think of it as a cluttered move and sets up adjustments that give him real power in the good. So this is where I’m going to do my last work.”

Yuna takes out a vial with more red liquid than a pouch. Needless to say, it was Maria’s blood.

“Master, at the end of the day I want to make this magical decision”

Squeeze every vial containing Maria’s blood and dye that hand with blood, Yuna. Strangely, Maria’s blood did not drip directly underneath, but instead ran up from Yona’s fist to her arm.

“First magic for me, and most thoughtful, in this’ Adva ‘!

The pitch-black mud born in Yuna’s hands mixes in with the path laid with blood. Eventually, Yuna’s right arm was dyed red and black, and even the doggone wand gripped with that arm had a similar tone.

“Maria taught me a lot about the use of blood. So, I thought this would suit me best. I banded my arm and doggan wand together with Maria’s blood so that I could more resonate, so that I could play magic myself, and also add the worst poison – anyway, it’s my exciting greed set. Master, my best and worst blow, take it!

………

The Black Iron Master takes a step at the same time and jumps forward with the same breath. The best and worst beating started at the next moment was a struggle worthy of the end of the trial.

– Day 95 of training, over.