A certain maid of the Guards who was honing her maid's skills had become more friendly to Zela.

As a colleague of both the 'saint' and the 'maid', she felt that the two of them might be able to find some common language.

But it wasn't what she thought.

One thing must be made clear.

The maid-like spiritual outfit on Zela's body now wasn't her hobby, but a hobby of her friends.

Perhaps many people have forgotten.

Before Zela became a Star Spirit, she was an Astral Spirit Wizard who had signed a contract with one of the twelve zodiac constellations.

The prototype of this more conservative and improved version of the 'maid suit' is the 'star spirit suit' derived from Virgo.

She didn't want to wear this misleading outfit if she could, but Zela's current body was only a man-made object, and the limitations were still there.

and the Left Lands after the war.

Zela discovers that although the form that has grown through science and magic is suitable for this part of her soul, it cannot maintain her specificity for long in terms of high intensity.

If you want to exert all her strength without any scruples, at least wait for her to complete further 'sublimation'.

Therefore, the protection and blessing of the 'Star Spirit Clothing' is a must.

In this way, in addition to the conversion of "Angelic Power", Zela has another magic to choose from.

In a similar vein to Aurels's "Nordic Throne", she brought the concept into practice from the stories and myths of the stars of this world, combined with the magic that was born after the reorganization of the "Star Atlas History".

And that's --

"Stars of the Sky".

……

……

The blonde woman who served the "quasi-demon god" left the stump behind her, as if she had forgotten to breathe.

As a spectator of the highest level, the tide of battle is unfolding in a direction that Sylvia cannot comprehend.

Neither Zela nor Orells made any moves, but something unusual was evident in the space between them.

Snow Center.

The air waves generated by the strange impact rolled in a squeezing manner on both sides.

The dull pop sound also sounded one after another.

The only thing she knew for sure was that something had collided countless times beyond her limits in a place she couldn't see.

Sylvia is a 'saint'.

With her dynamic eyesight, she can't capture it, and the theory is impossible to explain, which is enough to prove the 'abnormality' of this battle.

In the area of "magic", the height of those two people is already a realm that ordinary people's 'cognition' cannot reach.

Olells is just that, he is the man who is 'one step away from becoming a demon god', and he is almost part of the legend of the wizarding world.

However, it is not an exaggeration to describe the girl in front of her as an unknown name, and she can compete with Orels in the field of magic.

This self-answer also frightened Sylvia.

As for who is better now, Sylvia is also difficult to judge.

But.

Only one thing is clear to her.

The blonde maid rolled her gaze and landed on her master.

She noted.

Not so long ago.

The hand that Orels had been holding behind his back was lowered.

……

……

"It's really, eye-opening."

Olrels poured out his emotions from the bottom of his heart.

The admiration of the "quasi-demon god" seems to have become too cheap today.

His shoulders fluttered slightly from the pressure, and as much as he wanted to smile, it seemed like there was no time to relax.

This moment.

Perhaps it should be said that before that, Aurels showed his real skills.

His unique technique.

The Norse Throne is an incomprehensible and inexplicable force, and it is surprising enough that anyone can resist it.

Even more incredible.

In this tug-of-war between 'mystery' and 'mystery', he still can't occupy any advantage with his strength.

Since the fight against Odinus, this is the second 'person' who has given him a feeling that he can't win.

But Orels is not clueless about the source of this force to be reckoned with.

Because on Zela's right shoulder, the extremely complex rune has always exuded a distinctive aura.

If only his reasoning was correct.

"That's right...... You, in fact, have individualized the symbols of the constellations? ”

Aurels' expression didn't change, but his voice lost its previous steadyness.

To be able to apply the correspondence theory of the phases of the star house to such an extent, I am afraid that no one in the entire astrological school of the wizarding world can match it.

"Did you notice that?"

Zela whispered, not surprised that the man had found any clues about her technique.

"All the Stars" is a magic spell that combines two worlds, "Star Spirit Magic" and "Astrology Demon Path Original".

At night, as the stars change, their power can even climb a stage.

Contrary to the "Nordic Throne", which is "undefinable, undefensible, and defeats the enemy before they can come up with a countermeasure", "All the Stars" is "even if it can be defined and defended, the enemy cannot come up with a countermeasure and is defeated".

So to speak.

If Orels's "Nordic Throne" is a technique dominated by strange 'techniques', then Zela's "Stars of the Sky" is a technique dominated by absolute 'power'.

With these foundations, if you want to talk to each other, it should be about the same.

Men who can use the power of the Demon God level in the magical realm are evenly divided, so what she says is more feasible and credible, right?

"What the hell is going on? I think you should understand that if you continue like this, you may not be able to distinguish the winner from the loser. ”

Looking at Olels, Zela gave advice again.

This is indeed the case at the moment.

On the battlefield, the balance of power shows no signs of tilting.

If the goal has been achieved, there is little point in forcing a stalemate.

Neither of them came for the sake of 'results'.

Therefore, although Aurels did not reply in time, it can be seen from the magic that he began to gather from his body, and it is obvious that he accepted Zela's proposal.

With so many unheard of techniques in one day, he also needed to take some time to sort out the 'harvest'.

After reaching a consensus, the magic of the two began to slowly dissipate.

The sounds in the air gradually became quieter.

Obviously, a few seconds ago, there were two terrifying forces facing each other here.

“…… There are a lot of things I want to say, but it's also a question of where to start. ”

After a pause, as if to say something, Aurels looked around and sighed.

"Anyway."

"Let's find a place first."

Orels concluded.

Neither Zela nor Sylvia disagreed with this.