At the table at the Filloon Mansion in the evening, only Fisher and Rafael were enjoying dinner, and Nana and Filloon seemed to be busy with other things and were not in the house.

"Did anything strange happen today?"

Fisher looked at Rafael and asked, but the other party looked puzzled, and then shook his head,

"There's nothing strange about it, it's just us, the kids and the maid in the house."

“... That's good, anything has to be done with the magic I gave you. ”

Rafael chewed his food and nodded,

"I see."

"What magic, Ral too!"

Lal shook his little short legs and exclaimed, so that Fisher couldn't help but touch her head and said to her,

"You don't need to."

Because they also have slave crests on their bodies, they can feel their position and status at any time, and there is no need for additional magic.

Ral narrowed his eyes, then said with some disappointment,

"But Ral never used magic, and my mother said that using magic would burn my tail like a roasted lizard, and I would never see her again."

Fisher listened and suddenly remembered something, and asked them,

"Do you know a companion named Nar?"

As Philon mentioned before, his information about these dragonmen came from a dragonman named Nar.

"It's Nal! Lal's brother! ”

"Nar is Lal's older brother, and he should have been not far from us when he was caught, but he was taken away by other humans, and it is not clear where he was..."

Mill glanced at an excited Ral, then turned to Fisher and explained.

"I see, I see."

Fisher nodded, and seeing that the food was almost finished, he said to Rafael,

"If you're done eating, you're ready to go."

Rafael wiped his lips, and then laughed, his eyes full of confidence,

"Hmph, I'm ready."

Fisher took her confidence in her eyes and picked up her cane and hat by the way, "I hope so, come with me... Mil and they stay here, and I'll sense something. ”

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There was a peaceful tranquility in the city of Philoon at night, because the arena had to pass through the living areas of the sub-people, so Fisher and the others could see the leisurely sub-people sitting happily at the door of the house, looking with curiosity at the humans and the red dragon-man race as they walked by.

The environment here is really comfortable, at least Rafael has not seen such an environment for a long time, and it may have been seen among the tribes before, but the fact that so many different races can be so quiet together gives Rafael a sense of unrealistic unreality.

But even so, she was still attracted by the serenity of this second, and she couldn't extricate herself for a long time.

Fisher, however, did not stop at all because of the sight in front of him, but after a random glance or two, his steps became faster, and Rafael, who stayed in place, could only see his back.

By the time she noticed, he had gone a long way, and she pursed her lips and hurried to follow.

The arena that Philoon was talking about was similar to an empty and wide circular square field, leaning against the walls of the inner city, and faintly visible traces of charred black and unwashable marks on the ground, probably left by some kind of steam machinery.

"It's wide enough, so here it is."

Fisher walked to the edge of the field, took off his coat and folded it, and placed it on the ground.

He wore a brownish-gray waistcoat over his white shirt, his tall and straight figure, and he walked a long way opposite to Rafael with his cane before turning to look at her.

So far, there is basically nothing left in front of Rafael, she knows the strength of her body and the magic engraved on her staff, and if she really thinks about how to duel, then she has to predict that she will respond based on the information she knows.

However, what Fisher said before that she was wholeheartedly involved in fighting every time was not a lie, after all, the adult dragon race was not at the same level as before, and she knew how strong she was when she entered the army alone.

So Fisher also prepared a reserved means, which was the improved dragonman magic.

The traditional pure dragonman magic is rough and devastating, but Fisher feels that the scope of application of that magic is too small, and has been trying to use human magic theory to improve their dragonman magic in the past few days, and it can be regarded as an initial success.

So Fisher raised his cane to Rafael in the distance, and said,

"Come on."

"Hmph, you're careful!"

Rafael closed her eyes and took a deep breath, then slowly opened her eyes, their blue eyes glowing under the night moon, and her body began to slowly emit steam, indicating that she was fully in combat mode.

"Boom!"

In the next second, with a loud bang, the ground under her feet instantly cracked, and she herself jumped up like a red meteor, spinning in mid-air and rushing towards Fisher.

Fisher had anticipated her offensive methods, and with the strength of his body now, he could no longer fight as close to the underage her, which was as foolish as sticking his hand into a meat grinder.

So the first step is that Fisher has to distance himself.

He jumped backwards suddenly, and the cane in his hand lit up with a halo in an instant, the familiar [Dance of Bees] magic activated, the magic crest on the cane dimmed a little this time, and the light blade with a "buzzing" sound blocked her movements in the air.

"This trick is useless!"

A huge amount of steam gushed out from Rafael's body, and in the spinning speed of light like a spinning top, the blade of light could not hit Rafael in mid-air.

But Fisher's goal was not to use a simple blade of light to decide the outcome of the battle, and this move was enough to delay her offensive posture for the time being.

The white aura on her hand lit up again, and the four-ring magic [gravity magic] above was the most suitable for dealing with an extremely fast-moving enemy like Rafael, and the familiar feeling of weight appeared around Rafael's body again, causing her extremely fast-spinning body to slam into the ground.

"Huh... This trick.."

Rafael gritted her teeth and slowly exhaled a breath from her mouth, and the next second, the scales all over her body shone like the sun.

In contrast to the barely distinguishable light she had before she became an adult, the light from her current scales was dazzling for a moment at night, and then even the air in place was so hot that it twisted and turned.

The dragon's unique method of enhancing physical fitness first appeared in Fisher's eyes, and it was in this exaggerated way that the ground around Rafael's body was cracked, which was the result of her hard gravity magic moving quickly.

The cement on the ground, the gravity that strengthened it, was like air, and it was distorted by the scorching heat around her, and her body turned into a meteor and rushed in the direction of Fisher.

Her strategy is also simple, which is to fight Fisher in close combat.

Fisher's human body bonus is far inferior to hers, the only thing that gives her a headache is the countless magic, and the release of magic takes time and distance, once Fisher fights in close combat, Fisher will have no room to release it again, and then he can only accept his defeat.

Fisher's eyes flickered, and as his body suddenly regressed, he ripped off the sleeve of his left hand, and if he had a good eye, he could see a transparent dragon's tooth-like magic crest engraved on the inside of the sleeve.

After Fisher improved the input and output of mana, the dragonmen's magic was no longer as conspicuous as before, and now only burst into light when the magic was activated, no different from human magic.

The moment the sleeve was thrown, the magic sigil on the inside was immediately ignited, and then from the void where the magic sigil linked the world, a huge blue wall of fire burst out distortedly.

"Roar!"

At the sound of a dragon's roar, the curtain of fire burst into flames, separating Rafael from Fisher. It seems that the flames this time are far less exaggerated than the previous night tests, but the wall of fire tens of meters high is enough to stop Rafael.

"Ahhhh

She roared, and the glowing dragon claws of her hands slammed through the huge wall of fire, and then the claws clasped against the curtain of fire, and the whole curtain of fire was torn apart by her as if it were tangible, and the red horns glittered in the night sky, as if some invisible force had covered her.

I see, the explicit magic circuit was able to give the dragonman a semi-magical body shape, which allowed her to touch the essence of magic itself.

In Fisher's eyes, he saw that the magically engraved coat of arms was invisibly grasped by Rafael's hands, and as she moved, the power of the magic ceased to last, and became precarious.

Breaking demons coupled with extremely strong physical strength, this is the adult dragon race... No, the average dragon race would never be so strong, only Rafael was so special.

Fisher's expression remained unchanged, but his body retreated towards the madness behind him.

In his sight, the scales around Rafael's body were no longer as bright as they had been, and were gradually becoming dim.

Rafael tried to chase after him again, but he used some kind of magic to hold him back, and in the process, he and Rafael kept a distance.

As time grew, the tiredness of her body slowly rose to her mind, and she gritted her teeth, concentrating all her strength on her legs, and then slammed the ground, appearing in front of Fisher in an instant in his surprised gaze.

"You can't run away!"

She clawed like a knife, just in the direction of his black fox-like eyes...

Ay..

No, why can't he see any panic!

Looking at the calm Fisher, Rafael, who was close, had already realized that something was wrong, but she was still unwilling to give up this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to get close and strike at Fisher.

But in the next moment, countless glowing silk threads under her body were like steel wires that wrapped around her body, from her feet to her body to her hands, all of which were bound by the silk threads from the void, causing her final blow to almost touch Fisher.

Four-ring magic, Spinning Thread.

But even so, the attack, which was obviously some distance away from Fisher, still brought a burst of wind to Fisher, because the huge force pushed the air towards Fisher's face, blowing his hair wildly, and blowing his calm expression away a little.

Then, the entire arena fell silent, and Rafael was tightly restrained in place and motionless, and the scales on his body also dimmed, causing him to be very tired.

Rafael still lost.

After a second of surprise at the dragonman's power, he clapped his hands and concluded,

"Excellent fighting, at least you have the consciousness to play to your strengths and avoid weaknesses and play to your strengths in battle."

"But you made two mistakes, igniting your scales too early to activate the power, and unleashing the full force before I even showed my back hand, which shortened the overall battle time and reduced your margin for error; Second, you don't have to choose, you already realize that something is wrong with the last blow, and you still attack me stubbornly, coveting this few opportunities to attack, so you are caught by the magic trap I set. ”

Rafael puffed out her cheeks, and avoided Fisher's preachy gaze, as if it could burn her.

But she was not unconvinced, because everything Fisher said was right, and on simple reflection, all of them were flaws she had committed.

"But—" The threads around her disappeared, and a large hand covered her head, "and there are no obvious flaws in it, and you're doing a good job." ”

"Hey..."

Fisher walked with his cane to where he had put his suit jacket, and his flat voice came by the way,

"You owe me two chances to punish, and I'm going to use one tonight."

Rafael was slightly stunned, his mouth trembled slightly, and he reached out to rub the red hair on his forehead.

No... Don't touch me...

This kind of thing...

Her face was dyed a thick cherry color, and the armor on her body fell to her feet at the touch, and her tail shook happily, making her heart beat faster.

Whether it was because of the fight, or because of the touch of that person, she didn't dare to think.

And for the matter of punishment, I don't know why, Rafael remembered the voice of Nana and the city lord he heard last night.

What if, Fisher's punishment is like this?