Seraphina, relying on the combat intuition honed through years of training, keenly judged that the magic systems Focalors excelled at were likely earth and water elements.
These two elements, at the beginner stage, had surplus defense but insufficient attack.
For her, who possessed a special talent, they were simply not worth mentioning.
Eh? Speaking of which… why is she still approaching?
At this distance, shouldn’t she have already started chanting magic?
Could it be the legendary melee mage?
Hmm, that’s possible too.
After all, the innate divine strength she displayed earlier isn’t to be underestimated.
Taking the path of a melee mage doesn’t seem out of the question.
Wait a minute?
Why is she still approaching?
This isn’t right, is it?
Seraphina’s pretty brows furrowed slightly, then she realized something was off.
Why isn’t this girl chanting magic?
It can’t be that she doesn’t know how, right?
Could it be… she looks down on me?
She thinks she doesn’t need to use any magic at all to defeat me?
Seraphina felt she had hit upon the truth.
This white-haired loli looked approachable, but she was actually an arrogant one too!
Seraphina gritted her teeth and said angrily, “You actually dare to look down on me. You’ll regret this!”
With that, Seraphina quickly chanted the beginner fire-element magic “Fireball Technique.”
As she chanted, the surrounding fire mana gathered into a ball of flame, firmly grasped in Seraphina’s hand.
“Go!”
At Seraphina’s command, the “Fireball Technique” traced a perfect arc through the air, aimed straight at Focalors.
Focalors was currently in a human body and didn’t dare to be arrogant enough to take a beginner mage’s “Fireball Technique” head-on.
Facing that scorching fireball, the weak her could only dodge its edge.
So Focalors stomped her right foot with all her might.
Her fair little foot instantly cracked the hard granite, leaving a fissure on it, and her entire body shot out like a long-suppressed spring.
“Eh?!”
“Eh?!”
The ones stunned weren’t just Focalors, who had been startled by her own strength, but also Seraphina, who was equally shocked by the monstrous power.
At this moment, the look in her eyes as she gazed at Focalors had already turned into that of looking at a monster.
To casually crack the granite arena floor… just how terrifying was that strength?!
You have to know that this arena could even withstand bombardment from ordinary beginner magic, yet it couldn’t block the force from that little foot?
This kind of strength… the other side is basically a powerhouse loli wearing human skin, isn’t she?!
Those slender-looking hands and feet, how did they erupt with such astonishing power?
While shocked, Seraphina didn’t forget to respond to Focalors.
The originally launched “Fireball Technique” changed trajectory again to follow Focalors and exploded at the limit of its attack range.
Boom!
Under Seraphina’s exquisite control, the fireball exploded behind Focalors, and scorching heatwaves swept over Focalors’s back.
However, because Focalors’s speed was too fast, only a very small portion of the aftershock from the “Fireball Technique” actually reached her.
The burning flames merely scorched her seemingly expensive little dress.
This was Focalors’s first time facing off against a magician, and moreover under restricted strength, so she needed a bit of time to reassess the gap in strength between herself and Seraphina.
Meanwhile, Seraphina, who had relatively rich combat experience, saw at a glance that Focalors had no habit of fighting people.
Although she possessed extremely strong physical power, she didn’t seem to know how to use it.
Thus, the situation became very clear.
Seraphina smiled slightly and said, “Your strength exceeds my imagination. I’m afraid even Battle Aura profession holders might not necessarily surpass you in terms of strength. But what use is that?”
“No matter how big the muscles or how strong the power, what good is it? Don’t you still fear a magician’s flame magic?”
“Magicians are specifically meant to counter reckless brutes. So you don’t have the slightest chance of winning.”
Focalors didn’t pay attention to Seraphina, but clenched her fist and once again sensed her own power.
Although it was now only 40% of her True Dragon body’s strength, it seemed… pretty strong?
Previously, because she worried her strength wasn’t enough, she had been a bit unsure about this fight.
But if it was this level of power, it seemed sufficient.
Thinking of that powerful numerical value, Focalors straightened her bent waist again.
No matter how formidable the magician, they still feared close-range attacks.
Both sides assumed their stances again.
Focalors crouched and charged, each foot stomping the ground sending her shooting toward her opponent like a bullet.
Seraphina pulled a seemingly luxurious and precious staff from a storage pouch and began chanting magic once more.
Only this time the chanting time was longer than the previous “Fireball Technique,” and the fluctuations of fire elements were more active.
In the end, Seraphina completed her chant first.
Her chanting speed was unbelievably fast, every note and incantation incredibly precise.
The staff accelerated the condensation of fire elements, turning the dry spellcasting into a joyful symphony.
The lengthy chant exchanged for a more powerful beginner magic.
The moment the chant finished, five scorching fireballs appeared around Seraphina, and the instructor below the stands wore a face of astonishment.
“It’s actually Rank 8 high-tier fire magic, ‘Chain Fireball Technique.’ If I remember correctly, the Fourth Princess is a Rank 9 magician, right? I didn’t expect she could use it beyond her rank.”
The use of magic is closely related to rank, but not absolutely.
In theory, as long as mental power and mana are sufficient, one can use magic beyond one’s rank, but such cases are extremely rare.
“Looks like the outcome is decided. At this age, being able to use Rank 8 magic, who among her peers can still compete with her?” the instructor sighed.
Seraphina made the same judgment as the instructor and said smugly, “I’ve already finished chanting. You can dodge one ‘Fireball Technique,’ but you can’t dodge five consecutive shots, right? Now, the outcome is decided.”
“As long as you obediently admit defeat, I’ll let you off. After all, the power of ‘Fireball Technique’ is great, not something I can fully control. It wouldn’t be good if I accidentally cripple you.”
Feeling victory was in her grasp, Seraphina’s mood improved greatly, and most of the anger in her heart dissipated.
Originally she had thought to scare Focalors a bit, make her apologize and submit for a while, then she would magnanimously let her off.
Yet Focalors responded to her with only an extremely puzzled look.
“You haven’t won yet, have you? Isn’t it a bit early to say these things?”
That indifferent gaze and calm tone made Seraphina feel very displeased.
Does she not know the power of ‘Chain Fireball Technique’?
With me having already finished chanting, she still thinks she has a chance of winning?
Based on what?
Based on that terrifying monstrous strength of hers?
At this current distance, I am fully capable of blasting her into charcoal before she can get close.
“Since you want to be stubborn, then give it a try. I’ll find you the best royal medical team. Don’t die, okay?”
Seraphina snorted coldly, and the five consecutive fireballs shot toward Focalors at tricky angles, sealing off every possible path forward one by one.
That exquisite magical control made the instructors below the arena praise endlessly.
Being able to achieve this level of control at this age, Seraphina’s talent was beyond doubt.
Facing the scorching flames, Focalors retreated instead of advancing.
Only, when no one was looking, she quietly gripped several egg-sized pieces of basalt in her hands.
“Hey! Are you really not afraid of dying?!”
Seraphina had originally only wanted to scare Focalors a little.
She never expected this seemingly quiet girl to charge over like she had no brain.
Out of pity, she subconsciously slowed the attack speed of the fireballs.
And this momentary delay was precisely captured by Focalors’s Dragon Eyes.
Dragon Eyes, as the highest-grade appraisal magic-tool material, were born able to see clearly the flow of all mana, including the core of magic.
In that instant, Focalors struck fiercely, throwing the basalt in her hands toward the mana-constructed cores of the “Fireball Techniques,” detonating them one step ahead before the fireballs approached her.
Boom—boom—boom—boom—boom!!!
The precisely thrown stones detonated the five consecutive “Chain Fireball Techniques.”
The remaining high temperature and aftershocks after the explosions could no longer pose a fatal threat to Focalors.
At the same time, at this distance, Seraphina no longer had time to chant magic again.
“Wait, wait a minute?! This isn’t right! What kind of underhanded move is this?!”
Seraphina widened her eyes and shrieked, looking completely without image.
Is this reasonable?
This is so unreasonable!
With another burst of force, Focalors quickly arrived in front of Seraphina, raised her fair little hand in front of Seraphina’s eyes, but did not strike down with force.
“At the last moment, you controlled the speed and trajectory of the fireballs. Looks like you’re not completely rotten.”
“Of course, for now, just honestly go to sleep.”
Focalors seemed to have more to say at the end, but Seraphina could no longer hear it.
Because at this moment, Seraphina had already been flicked to sleep by Focalors’s forehead flick.
This arena match came to a close with Focalors’s victory.