240 – Highlights
“….”
Cornette, the president of the Faculty of Magic, felt a flow flowing through his body. This was clearly not a flow of mana, so it was something that could be called a ‘tremor’.
She observed the scene unfolding before her eyes, even forgetting to blink.
‘That….’
A skill that Flan is currently showing in the stadium. Something she couldn’t help but admire, given that she was born a wizard.
“Aha….”
In the end, an exclamation of exclamation bursts from between the lips.
This is not the first time I am observing the magic of Flan. On the contrary, there was so much interest in him that it would be safe to say that I observed him to the point of boredom.
However, this time he easily exceeded Cornette’s expectations. He didn’t even expect to unleash this level of magic against Viola, a monk.
‘A true wizard?’
Suddenly, such a word came to mind.
What I could see was something that I felt like I had to come up with some other word to express it, something that the expressions “Magic” And “Wizard” Might not be enough.
The audience did not burst into laughter but rather became quiet.
It was a natural procedure. Even the president, Cornette, was shocked to this extent, but the magnitude of surprise for others was probably even greater.
Actually, everyone here knew from the beginning that flan was great. Even if you don’t know, you’ve heard the story.
But it wasn’t just Plan’s greatness that shocked them. It was surprising that he understood the other person’s attack in that short period of time.
Finally understand the uniqueness of the other person. Also, you don’t just understand it, you make it your own.
It is possible in theory, but extremely difficult to realize. Cornette was able to see clearly what would happen if he made it happen.
‘I can’t believe it’s possible to create something so easily.’
Cornette was able to feel it again.
Simply learning magic diligently is a great thing, but pioneering a new field is even greater.
Currently, Cornette could not think of anyone who could win against Flann.
No matter how great someone’s skills are, wouldn’t it be enough if Plan understood them and applied them? As his thoughts reached that point, Cornette once again felt a shiver run through his body.
“… “Flan.”
When Cornette muttered Flann’s name again at some point. All eyes in the space turned to Flan standing on the stadium.
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Jikkeun─ Jikeun─
Viola felt an indescribable headache. But he didn’t even have time to look closely at the situation.
If you don’t confront it properly now, more pain will come to you in the next moment. No, because you might end up losing your life.
Manipulation of melody through the medium of magic. Viola realized that his unique abilities were no longer unique.
She suddenly looked down at her own hands. Her hands holding the handle were slippery and wet with sweat, and she was even trembling.
‘Which side is the weak one?’
She weighed it in her mind.
‘Which side is the weak one?’
This is a situation that requires cool-headed judgment. However, the more I thought about it rationally, the more heavily the scales tipped towards Plan.
‘I, I…’ . ‘Am I weak?’
Am I the one who is said to be the strongest among the knights of the capital?
Am I the most likely candidate for a hero?
It was a moment when my pride was being eaten away and then torn apart.
The anger boiling deep inside my heart doubles my headache.
It’s okay if you were injured in battle. Because she knew how to put on her melodious tunes even in her injured state.
But the biggest problem was the tremors that started at some point. Viola’s instinct is to alert her to her position as the weak.
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Flan’s first movement continues slowly.
Viola also quickly began swinging her sword, but she already felt like she had lost control of her command. If the melody she plays is like an orchestra, her own thing is as shabby as if she were performing on the street.
“Give up her command. “You just have to appreciate it.”
“….”
Flann spat out her blatant remarks, but Viola could do nothing but grit her teeth.
She has already used her unique abilities. It is said that she went into battle with the determination to suffocate her opponent, but Flan looked comfortable as if she was truly performing.
Differences in each other’s personalities.
That was the thing that shamed Viola the most. He who plays her melody must always be at his leisure. But hasn’t she already lost her composure?
Kagagagagagak—!
Viola chewed her lip and plunged her sword into Plan’s score. She was going to find her initiative somehow.
Flan quietly looked into Viola’s bloodshot eyes. By looking at her expression, I could tell without having to guess what she was thinking inside.
Flan thought quietly.
‘It’s definitely strong.’
Just because she has to defeat her opponent, she has no intention of forcibly denigrating her opponent. Viola was a truly excellent swordsman, and she deserved to be an example and a textbook for many knights.
But can he defeat himself? No, Flan was sure that he would never be defeated by Viola.
“This is the limit of a one-person orchestra.”
Viola has honed her own melody countless times. The variety is incredibly diverse, and even if you take a look at each one, the level of completion is excellent.
But the music never competed.
In some ways, this may be obvious, but as a viola, she has probably never encountered someone else’s melody other than the melody she created herself.
She may have been amazed and triumphant while listening to her own melody, but she would never have even imagined harmonizing with someone else.
She is such a viola, but has she ever thought about taking the lead in two melodies?
Probably not. The result is this.
Being a solitary genius is not necessarily a good thing.
Building your own world is a great thing, but it also carries the risk of becoming a frog in a well if you meet a more brilliant genius.
And what is the outcome of the frog in the well? Flann was clearly showing that now.
Kang─! Kang—!
Thump thump thump thump—!
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Even now, the melodies were violently clashing with each other in the air.
“Noise is a specification.”
Muttering softly, Flann held his baton like a magic wand and condensed the mana energy at the end.
Soon, movements in the form of musical staff were sung in countless numbers.
“… “If you keep doing it even though it’s a requirement, I have no choice but to erase it.”
The mana that had been condensed at the tip of Plan’s baton finally exploded like a firecracker.
Quaaang—!
The notes bloomed like flower buds and made quite a loud sound. Due to the formidable shock wave, both Flan and Viola’s bodies float high in the air.
Viola opened her big eyes even wider.
‘My notes, my movements, my melody, my rules…’ ‘
Viola gritted her teeth as she recalled the elements one by one. He was determined to win somehow, but Plan also continued to engrave the score.
Fortunately, the difficulty level of the scores was not that high. Viola raised her sword floating in the air to change them.
But.
Paaa!
“Ugh!”
Flan transforms the otherwise ordinary sheet music in just an instant. Now, it is possible to display not only the simple arrangement of notes but also conductor’s skills such as forte and fortissimo.
A look of great embarrassment appeared on Viola’s face.
‘You did a variation?’
What was absurd was that, in Viola’s opinion, there was not even a space that could be considered suitable for variation.
In other words, it was ambiguous to even call it a variation. It would be fair to say that he simply composed a new melody in an instant. The headache in his head is getting worse and the shock to his body seems to be getting bigger.
And this time, he didn’t have time to think about that.
Sssss—!
This is because the viola’s scores were being erased one by one. It is not at the level of being drowned out by louder sounds. As the expression says, it was erased and disappeared.
Boom!
And another explosion of notes.
Viola tried to defend himself by quickly unfolding one side of the score, but the shock wave dislocated his left shoulder.
“You’re here.”
Flan’s mutterings.
And the long-awaited highlight.
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With a sound that will fill you with ecstasy.
Paaang—!
Viola’s body was shot and pushed away like a cannonball.