Fairy Tail: I'm Not the Most Terrifying Mage

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"it is good."

Gray casually froze a portion of the sea surface and said solemnly, "Be careful."

Gray and the others left.

Yefrit said, "Stop hiding, it's pointless. My magic is targeted at individuals."

"Waaah... This is truly terrifying magic." A figure slowly appeared.

Puden, a mage who is always crying and pleading for "peace".

Yefrit looked at his left hand, the one that had been severed last time, now replaced with a mechanical hand.

“Jeffrit de la Vallière,” Puten cried, “you are a complete and utter destroyer of peace, I am—”

"Anza's followers—"

"One of the eight knights who were ordered by Anza to maintain peace in the world."

"The Merciful Knight - Puten".

Puten opened the brown book he had been holding and showed one of the pages to Yevlit.

“Look, your name is in the Book of Judgment.”

“Jeffrit, you will be put to trial by me.”

"Repent while feeling God's mercy, even so."

"You will not be able to reach heaven either."

'boom'

The attack was launched the instant Putin finished speaking.

The seawater transformed into long thorns, piercing through Yefrit's body.

“Deception?” Puten cried. “I’m so sorry, but my magic is exactly what you’re good for.”

'Boom boom boom boom'

Rows of seawater transformed into long spikes, spreading outwards like a giant beast with sharp teeth in its mouth, swallowing its food.

But Yefried appeared before Puten and slashed down with his sword.

"Where's your gun?" Putton asked, his movements swift as the seawater in front of him coalesced into long spikes, aiming to strike Yefrit's back, but he suddenly stopped at the last moment.

"I almost fell for it."

Puten shook his head. The scene before him had changed. Yefrit was no longer in front of him, but he was now one step further forward than he had "thought". If the seawater spikes really pierced the planned spot, then he himself would be the one killed!

On a distant ice floe, Yefrit chuckled softly—

Is Puten's will really that weak?

“Just as I thought,” Putton said smugly. “Deception magic—as long as the brain recognizes it as deception, it can break the spell. After all, it’s just…”

Yefried appeared in front of Putden again in an instant and slashed out with his sword.

"It's just a deception."

The illusion shattered once again.

Yefried remained standing in the same spot.

Puten laughed. "However, even if one layer of deception is broken, a second layer immediately appears. As long as you're within a certain range, you'll always be affected by magic?"

With a 'whoosh,' Yefrit appeared in front of him for the third time, brandishing her sword.

“Real.” Puten retreated decisively and used his seawater spikes to stab Yefrit.

Yefried twisted her body, dropped a card at her feet, stepped on the card, and returned to the ice block.

"It's really not easy to completely distinguish between truth and deception," Putin said with a smile. "Only by being absolutely certain that you've been deceived, with the courage to gamble with your life, can you break through the deception!"

"However, this kind of confidence and courage can also lead to being killed by reality!"

"If you get close to the truth, you won't be afraid of being deceived, but if you really get close to the truth, you will be deceived by the truth itself!"

"It's terrifying. Even if we know the principles of your magic, it's still difficult to deal with."

"but."

Puten raised his left hand and said smugly, "With this, things will be different."

You can fool people, but you can't fool magic.

"Among the eight knights, the Honor Knight, who is most skilled at creating magical items, made this prosthetic hand for me."

"There is only one simple, but 100% accurate, ability."

"That's sensing your distance—"

"The closer you get, the more it vibrates, and I can get magical feedback."

"so."

"Your deception is useless now, Yefrit. Let's fight face to face!"

"Ha ha ha ha--"

Puten laughed wildly.

'Boom'

The coffin he had been carrying on his back opened, and a long spear with two pointed tips flew out—a weapon that looked like a cake fork.

The entire thing is spiral-shaped; if an ordinary person were to hold it, it would probably cut their hand.

Puten, however, swung his weapon with great force.

'boom'

Puten leaped up, and the seawater hundreds of meters behind him boiled, then transformed into countless sharp spikes that crashed down on Yefrit in an overwhelming manner.

"."

Just a little further. Let's hang in there a little longer.

Yefried pushed up his glasses; physical fitness was his weakest point.

Fortunately, Puten is not Joseph.

Otherwise, he would never have stood here listening to his boasting; instead, he would have turned around and run away, and all you would have heard were things like, "Stop right there, don't run away."

close!

Yefried waved her hand, "creating" countless seawater spikes in return, launching a counterattack.

"cheat!"

Puten said smugly, and then charged towards the seawater spikes, but the next second, he was suddenly startled and quickly dodged to the side.

'poof'

It was not completely avoided.

A long knife pierced his shoulder—completely penetrating it!

Yefried slowly retracted his throwing posture.

"..." Puten looked at him, remained silent for a few seconds, and then burst into even more arrogant laughter.

"Hahaha--"

"Yeflit!"

"You've even thrown your last weapon at me!"