I Already Know My Magic Power Is Ridiculously High! Now I Just Need a Cute Wife... - Episode 21

Barbato was sensing an air of darkness and stickiness, as if gravity itself were pressing down on him.

It resembles the Stella-class killing intent that pierces the skin on the battlefield, but it’s even heavier than that.

“Prepare yourself, Barbato”

The brat in front of me stood up like a ghost and said to me.

The elusive, cloud-like impression I felt earlier is no longer there.

Clearly, something has changed, the quality of the magic?

Due to the remarkable change, I feel inclined to check it out.

“Hah, what’s wrong? Did you hate it that much when I said I was going to violate your sister? You were so scared just a moment ago that you couldn’t even control your magic, and now you think you can give me orders?”

“I have no intention of wasting any more time talking with you. If you don’t get ready, I’ll smash your head like a tomato and be done with it.”

After all, it’s not just my imagination.

Among the Stella-class individuals encountered on the battlefield, they resemble the nobles who are exceptionally specialized in combat without any hesitation.

But so what? It’s not impossible for a noble to suddenly awaken their combat instincts in response to a life-threatening situation.

The brat in front of me can’t possibly turn things around now, no matter how hard he struggles.

“I don’t know what’s going on, but don’t get cocky, you little brat! You’re the one who’s going to lose your head!”

“Let’s go.”

The little brat disappeared in an instant from his low stance.

With such immense force kicking into the ground, the rubble rises and clumps of earth dance in the air.

“ッ！　Ha! Ya!”

The bratty kid had almost reached me with just one step.

The little brat is already swinging a star-shaped stick.

I met those cold, golden eyes, and cold sweat ran down my back.

(This strike is insane!)

If you can’t deflect it, it has the power to definitely bury me.

My years of combat intuition told me so.

With almost purely reflexes, I position my sword in the path of the stick and brace for the impact.

The little brat lets out a short breath, “huh,” and swings the stick down emotionlessly.

I had a vision of a giant star falling.

What the hell is this…!

In the next moment, the star tools collided with a dull roar.

The magical powers collide, and a creepy sound of “Giiiin” echoes.

I held the sword with both hands, desperately enduring the impact of the celestial artifact.

“Whoa! Heavy!”

Due to the overwhelming weight, my Stella-class body was screaming.

If you let your guard down even a little, you’ll be crushed and turned into a stain on the ground.

(This is bad! I’m going to be crushed!)

I didn’t think I could withstand the force coming straight at me like this.

I choose to deflect and dodge the attack.

“Raaaaaaah!”

With a shout, I tilt my sword to the left and deflect the brat’s attack.

The brat and my star gear sank into the ground.

A moment later, a massive crater was formed in the ground, and a powerful shockwave spread outwards.

(Anyway, I need to keep my distance!)

While the star gear is buried in the ground, I kick it and make my escape.

Suddenly, I noticed that my body’s center of gravity was off, and I collapsed to the ground.

The discomfort was felt at the tip of my left arm.

(What is this?)

The lower part of the left arm, from the elbow down, had been sliced off and minced.

“Ahhh! Ouch! Ugh, ugh… ugh…”

I can’t help but scream as the sudden pain wells up.

I thought I had dodged it, but I ended up getting hit in the left arm.

“What the hell is this?! What the hell is going on here?!”

Clearly an extraordinary power, it can only be an enhancement through magic.

The Stella Star class increases its raw physical strength in proportion to the magical power it possesses.

I took pride in the fact that, among the Stella Star class, I had a lot of magical power, so I could usually overpower an average Stella Star class opponent.

However, that brat is different; he has a power that is clearly on another level from mine.

“I thought I put in quite a bit of effort, but surprisingly, Barbato is quite resilient.”

The little brat is approaching while holding a star tool that is about twice his height, positioned horizontally.

As expected, it’s becoming difficult to think of that brat as just a noble’s child.

“Who the hell are you?!”

“I just introduced myself, remember it.”

“That’s not it! What the hell was that power of yours earlier? What’s the trick behind it?”

That little brat looks at me with eyes devoid of emotion, as if he were not a child.

There must be something, no, it has to be.

I can’t believe that brat has overwhelmingly more magical power than me.

“There’s no trick. We’re just pushing through with sheer force.”

“Don’t lie to me! I know you’re the foolish eldest son! There’s no way a mere guardian could have more magical power than me!”

I cast a “healing spell” on the severed arm.

With a gurgling sound, the arm regenerated as if time were rewinding.

(Hand-to-hand combat is no good. We have no choice but to push through with magic.)

Concentrate the magic power and unleash maximum firepower on the little brat.

It’s not something that sweeps through a wide area like before.

Thoroughly refine the “Blade of Wind” with heightened density.

With this, I can turn even a Stella-class star into mincemeat.

“A magic duel, huh? Sure.”

I had a bad feeling about the brat’s nonchalance.

I am challenging the kid to a magic duel, assuming that his magical power has run out.

Otherwise, it would be blocked by the “magic barrier” and that’s the end of it.

(No way, that’s impossible. There’s no way that much magic power could still be left!)

“Die! You little brat!”

With both hands, I unleashed the ultimate “Blade of Wind” that I had forged.

The little brat isn’t making any defensive moves.

Since he is thrusting his right hand forward, it seems like he is going to cast a spell from the front.

“You fool! Your pathetic magic won’t break through…”

“Meteorey”

What was unleashed from the right hand of the little brat was a beam of magical energy so thick that I had never seen anything like it before.

My “Blade of Wind” was instantly extinguished, and death was looming before me.