CHAPTER 1138: CHAPTER 842: ALL RIGHT, LET’S PLAY

Whether it was the duel with the Shadow Sword Saint Rom, the Border Guardian Sword Saint Revin, or the duel with Redson, Dihart, and Solok, Reiger hardly used Magic.

This aroused the curiosity of many. This super genius rumored to possess strategic-level Magic—did he have significant prowess in combat-level Magic as well?

Only those like Revin, Nipede, and Flon, who had seen Reiger use various incredible Magic, cast looks of pity toward Bagaman.

"Speaking of which, he’s a Magician with the aptitude for spatial Magic..."

Saint Charia also recalled some rumors about Reiger’s Magic, feeling a vague intuition in her heart.

That is, Reiger’s combat strength in terms of Magic was also not low.

Yuri had long known about the astonishing Magic controlled by Reiger, so she held her tongue and refrained from speaking further.

She had neither aversion nor affection for Bagaman.

The other party was a bloodline supremacist, a fact Yuri was naturally aware of.

Since learning of this, Yuri had already decided to keep a respectful distance from Bagaman, understanding clearly that what he valued was not "Yuri Franzel" as a person but "Viscount Franzel as a strategic-level Magician."

Even if it was someone other than herself, as long as they were within Bagaman’s age range and of the opposite gender, he would pursue them without hesitation.

Such had always been the criterion for choosing partners in the Muralijit Family, which was non-negotiable—they had to be excellent Magicians.

As long as the person was an excellent Magician, it didn’t matter at all if it was her or not.

Knowing this, Yuri naturally couldn’t have any thoughts about Bagaman’s pursuit.

And after today, Yuri had no favorable feelings toward Bagaman, only aversion.

Who asked him to challenge Reiger in public?

Such an idiot might as well make a fool of himself.

Thus...

"Alright, let’s play then."

Reiger responded to Bagaman’s challenge as if he were casually entering a game.

"Good!" Bagaman was overjoyed, saying, "Let’s go outside!"

"No, that’s unnecessary." Reiger shook his head, saying, "Right here is fine."

Bagaman was slightly taken aback.

"Here?"

The people present were also slightly surprised.

"That’s not a good idea." Nipede finally spoke, frowning as he said, "Even if it’s just combat-level Magic, it’s not a joke. One careless move and this venue will be destroyed."

Everyone nodded in agreement.

Sword fighting was one thing; as long as it wasn’t using the special abilities of top-level sword techniques, it was just slicing and cutting, and it could be restrained enough not to damage the surroundings.

With Magic, it’s different.

Even a small Fireball could potentially ignite the entire venue, turning it into a sea of flames.

How could anyone dare to watch a Magic duel here?

To this, Reiger’s response was quite simple.

"[Dance, great spirit of the atmosphere, Light Master.]"

Reiger suddenly began to chant.

"[I am bound by contract with the Guardian of the Forest, wishing for the song of the earth to envelop us all.]"

"[Protect us—pleading for a giant wall of forest light to shelter us—I am Alf.]"

A magic array spun open beneath Reiger’s feet, causing everyone around to look astonished.

"[Dimensional Severance]."

By the time everyone reacted, Reiger had already completed the Magic, releasing the Light Barrier.

The next moment, a barrier inscribed with intricate magical patterns expanded outward, prompting those nearby to instinctively step back.

When the barrier expanded to a diameter of about twenty or thirty meters, it finally stopped.

Outside the barrier, all those who came to attend this banquet stood there as if spectators at an arena.

Inside the barrier, only two people remained.

One is Reiger.

The other is Bagaman.

"This, this is...?!"

Bagaman seemed somewhat flustered.

"Don’t worry, it’s just a defensive barrier that isolates the inside and outside spaces, blocking both physical and magical attacks."

Reiger tapped his foot, looked at the flustered Bagaman opposite him, and suddenly smiled.

"This way, you and I can safely use magic."

Upon hearing this, Bagaman calmed down a little.

At the same time, outside the barrier, a group of magicians led by Nipede began to marvel at the [Dimensional Severance] before them.

"The completion level of this barrier is very high, at least comparable to a tactical-level magic barrier, isn’t it?"

Nipede tapped the transparent barrier in front of him, clicking his tongue in wonder.

"Indeed, you can feel the magic power being completely blocked. It’s truly a powerful barrier magic."

Another voice sounded from behind Nipede.

"Lord Felas."

Nipede’s attitude instantly became slightly more respectful, bowing to the elderly figure behind him.

The newcomer was none other than Felas Yakermis, the headmaster of Sprillare Academy and a godfather of the magical world.

"What do you think, Master Nipede?"

Felas smiled at Nipede while basking in the respectful gazes of the people around him.

"Who do you think will win this magical duel?"

Upon hearing this, Nipede hesitated a bit.

He wasn’t hesitating over who would win, but whether to speak frankly.

There was no helping it, as an ancestor of the Muralijit Family was one of the founders of Sprillare Academy, and Felas, as the current headmaster of Sprillare Academy, shared a bond with the Muralijit Family.

It was said that Felas’ mentor in his youth was also a former head of the Muralijit Family.

With such a close relationship, the current head of the family, Bagaman, also regarded Felas as a mentor and treated him with the respect due to a teacher.

Nipede himself had also been greatly inspired by Felas, leading to his current accomplishments.

Therefore, it was truly difficult for him to speak frankly in front of Felas.

"It’s alright." Felas noticed Nipede’s hesitation and comforted him, "Just speak your mind. I want to know who the kingdom’s foremost expert on combat-level magic thinks will prevail."

"Alright then." Nipede let out a bitter laugh and said, "Allow me to speak bluntly, I think Sir Brilliant has a better chance of winning."

"Are you sure?" Felas seemed intrigued, asking excitedly, "Bagaman’s use of combat-level magic is not weak, at least much better than that little girl from the Franzel family."

The Muralijit Family is a prestigious magical family; their research in magic has always been at the forefront of the kingdom, and they place great emphasis on combat-level magic. Whether it’s direct descendants or collateral ones, all learn the application of combat-level magic from a young age.

As the head of the family, Bagaman’s level of proficiency in various forms of magic is the best in the entire family.

If Yuri’s application of combat-level magic is on par with a regular swordsman’s combat strength, then Bagaman is absolutely capable of going toe-to-toe with a seasoned regular swordsman, and even someone like Albert, the first under the Sword Saint, cannot easily defeat him.

This is already very strong.

In the kingdom, Nipede is the only one who can wield magic as effectively as the Sword Saint.

Aside from Nipede, Bagaman’s combat strength ranks among the top five, if not the top three, among all magicians.

When coupled with the various secret treasures and magical artifacts passed down for generations within the Muralijit Family, even if he doesn’t surpass the Sword Saint, he can still contend with one.

So how could he lose to Reiger, who uses only magic?

"Yes," Nipede said after hesitating for a moment, "Sir Brilliant’s magic is not weak and, in some aspects, even surpasses mine. This is something I have personally confirmed."

Upon hearing Nipede’s words, Felas raised an eyebrow.

"In that case, I’ll have to watch this duel very closely."

Felas directed his gaze inside the barrier, looking at the composed Reiger.

The others did the same.

Thus, an extraordinary duel began.