If you don't want to just drift through life, you have to go through time.

At that time, Truman's reason for not eliminating Kuval was that he hoped the magicians on the continent would take this matter seriously and use this opportunity to popularize murder magic and develop defensive magic.

The only lesson humanity learns from history is that humanity learns nothing from history.

Simmel and his group were not strong.

Even though they defeated the Demon King, they weren't the strongest. The Southern Warriors were much stronger, and defeating the Demon King was a later event.

Therefore, if Simmel and his group were to defeat Kuvar, the magicians on the continent would realize that Kuvar was nothing special and thus give up their research on murder magic.

Yes.

Humans are capable of doing such stupid things.

However, if they are sealed away because they cannot be defeated, it will be a different situation. The inability to kill the demons will allow the mages to study the reasons and absorb and digest their strengths, thereby further developing them.

That's human nature.

Arrogance leads to foolishness, while weakness leads to progress.

"Oh?"

Kuval's concern wasn't that his magic had been learned, nor that a method to break it had been found, but rather—

"That's strange. Truman, you're the one involved, yet you're questioning Frillie? I remember you're just a human, and living to 80 years old is already a long life, but what's even stranger is that your appearance hasn't aged at all. No, you even look younger than when we first met. Plus, your strength is much weaker than it was then, so I conclude—"

His smile turned sinister and evil.

"If this isn't some deliberately fabricated joke, I think you must be a young Truman, right? Although I find it unbelievable too, could this be some kind of time-travel magic?"

No wonder he was the original master who could develop murderous magic.

They were just using an outdated version, not that they were really stupid. They noticed something was wrong with just a few words and deduced the key information.

Have you ever heard of the Trinity: Father, Holy Spirit, and Son?

"No. I thought you would try to make excuses."

"There's no need for that. Because you'll be taken care of right here by me."

"snort."

Kuvar snorted loudly, it was unclear whether he was expressing disdain or feeling underestimated.

"By the way, where is the Demon King?"

"He's dead."

"Then I—"

"I'll take you to see him right now!"

Truman swung his magic wand forcefully, and numerous beams of light appeared around him, rushing towards Kuval from various tricky angles. Kuval also raised a defensive spell, blocking them all from the outside.

"Defensive magic uses the same underlying logic as offensive magic, but it disperses and expands these elements to create defense... What a complex technique."

This guy is terrifying.

They could understand the logic after just one glance and replicate it. That wasn't all; they even went further by using the smallest possible defensive barrier to block, reducing magic consumption.

Tell me, is it yin or not?

"So, what about this move?"

Truman was like an elegant musician, constantly waving his magic wand, while the magic around him was like lively musical notes, leaping and flipping in mid-air, flying towards Kuval in all directions at various incredible and tricky angles.

"Are you planning to use this method to change your angle at a crucial moment and force my defensive magic to fail? A killing spell will kill with a single hit, so you've chosen this method? Not a bad tactic, but what good will it do?"

Kuwal activated the barrier.

This is a sphere composed of multiple intersecting hexagons, a defensive technique often used by magicians.

"Hmm, doing this consumes a lot of magic power."

He also noticed the problem.

"However, this kind of magical power is not a problem for demons. I can hold out for at least a few more hours."

It's a bit like bluffing.

And Kuvar's gaze kept falling on Frilian and Philon.

In any case, Truman wasn't the only enemy present; Frillian and Philon were also there, so they had to be on guard... That's how it normally is.

"You seem worried they might make a move? But this time they're just spectators."

Truman kept waving his magic wand.

A massive amount of magic surged towards Kuvar, crashing against the defensive barrier with a deafening roar, resembling a barrage of fire. However, despite its apparent power, it failed to breach the defenses at all.

"Pay attention, this is important! Philon, this is probably all you can do right now. See, no matter how many ordinary attack spells you use, you can't break through the defensive barrier, and it's the same for anyone else. At this point, you need to make a change—"

Truman flicked his wrist.

The melody shifted instantly from an elegant and grand symphony to a rhapsody, displaying a highly distinctive personal style. Similarly, the magic reflected the inner self; the normally powerful attack magic became increasingly contracted and heavy, and began to twist and rotate.

"Ugh!!"

Kuwal struggled to hold on, but the barrier gradually gave way.

Philon seemed to understand.

"By contracting and rotating the magic, we can achieve greater penetrability..."

"That's right! This move is called—"

As Truman suppressed Kuval, a huge, constantly rotating magical cloud appeared behind him and then descended towards Kuval.

"Serious Magic Attack!"

boom--

The spinning magic shattered Kuvar's magic barrier in the blink of an eye, and Kuvar inside the barrier was also hit by the magic, his body gradually shattering into dust.

"Truman...!"

Kuvar seemed to understand something.

He reached out to Truman, and a constantly rotating ball of light appeared in his palm, as if magic was about to burst forth.

However, Kuwal's body disintegrated too quickly, even destroying his magic source, which flickered a few times before finally dissipating. He reached out to Truman in despair, but ultimately could only turn to ashes with regret, disappearing into the world.

"call……"

Truman breathed a slight sigh of relief.

Kuwal is really difficult to deal with, not because he is strong, but because he is quick to learn.

Even though these spells are all modified and enhanced versions of his spells, how could he understand and learn something just by taking a hit? How did I manage to scare him into attacking me in the first place?

"See that, Philon!"

"Yes! Lord Truman's ability to bring powerful penetration to the magic rotation is truly astonishing."

"That's not what I meant. When I was exchanging shots with Kuvar just now, I wasn't standing on the left!"

"...Huh?"

Philon was dumbfounded.

But thinking about it carefully, if we consider the perspectives of the two audience members, Frilian and Philon, Truman really was on the right just now!

But is that right?

……

After dealing with Kuvar, the three bid farewell to the village elders and embarked on their journey once more.

However, instead of changing course and returning to their original route, they headed in another direction.

"Frilian, is there anywhere else we want to go?"

"Yes. After Truman's battle with Kuwal, I've confirmed that we can't get through the Northern Continent smoothly. It's not that Truman isn't strong, but that he's not a good front-line fighter... We need to go find Aize."