Becoming a god starts with enhancing fire arrows.

"Could you draw your rapier a little more gently? The sound of it being drawn could be heard all over the continent."

Outside the magic entrance.

Avira had already taken off her helmet and was muttering with dissatisfaction:

"Are you afraid I won't know you're going to launch a close-quarters sneak attack?"

"Furthermore, on the battlefield, you should also incorporate the enemy's understanding of you into your calculations."

"I knew you had the skills 'Stealth Step' and 'Sword Song,' so I was bound to be on guard. Yet you still stupidly charged at me. I really don't know how you'd survive in actual combat without me."

"No wonder humans have such short lifespans."

Good grief, the homeroom teacher is here.

Unexpectedly, this guy, who is usually quite slow in thinking and logic, has a terrifyingly strong talent in combat.

Rhodes silently learned his lesson while bowing his head and accepting the elven princess's reprimand.

"I see you haven't used up much magic power, hurry up and continue, you good-for-nothing disciple."

As she spoke, she turned and entered the magic entrance.

Rhodes quickly followed.

Upon re-entering the battlefield, Rhodes abandoned the idea of ​​using a sniper rifle for a long-range sneak attack.

The fire arrows don't fly very fast, making it almost impossible to sneak up on and injure Avira.

However, he remained careful to conceal himself and avoid being discovered. He even abandoned using his staff to cast spells, holding only the elven rapier in his right hand.

Avira knows me too well; she knows my strength, speed, and magic like the back of her hand.

There is virtually no room for taking advantage of information asymmetry.

What should we do?

As I pondered, a plan gradually took shape in my mind.

I need to create chaos, create a brief moment to grab her full attention, a bait that makes her think, "The stupid human is going to use the same old tricks again."

Ivy continued to search for Rhodes in a leisurely, strolling manner, in order to conserve her strength and energy.

In the simulated battlefield setting, the two opposing sides will always maintain a certain distance when they enter.

She dragged her heavy sword and headed in a random direction.

They stopped abruptly when they reached a boulder taller than a house.

Avira's rosy lips curled up as she teased, "Although I'm not very good at magic detection, I can still see the marks you left in the dirt with your fire arrows."

"boom!!!"

Her response was a violent underground explosion.

Flames mixed with dust shot into the sky, and the smoke and ash instantly obscured her vision.

Avira immediately came up with a solution.

She took a step back to avoid the blast radius, then swept her greatsword horizontally, creating an invisible shock that dispersed some of the smoke and dust.

Rhodes's offensive had not stopped; he fired three more flaming arrows in quick succession, aiming straight for Ivira's face.

Avira slightly turned to the side to dodge.

Unexpectedly, the three fire arrows did not explode in the air, but instead flew straight towards the giant rock behind them.

"Boom!"

The flaming arrow exploded upon hitting the boulder, causing it to collapse.

Isn't this just like last time, using the environment to launch an attack? The idea is good, but unfortunately, it exposes the most fatal flaw.

Avira knew all too well that Rhodes's fire arrows could only be fired in rapid succession within a range of thirty meters.

In other words, Rhodes, who had just fired the flaming arrow, was nearby.

Thunderstorm!

The greatsword was raised, and the blue-green runes shone brightly.

Avira slammed her greatsword, imbued with the power of lightning, down with tremendous force, sending all the surrounding cover flying.

This also includes the flaming arrows stuck in the various bunkers.

"Not bad this time," Avira thought to herself, giving herself a small compliment.

The first trap was a clearly visible flaming arrow buried in the ground. The second trap was a boulder that looked like a sneak attack but was actually a direct assault. The third trap was deliberately set up so that I would discover that we were very close and be lured into rushing into the bunker with the flaming arrows stuck in it.

Unfortunately, that's not enough.

What will you do when all these traps fail?

Smoke and dust filled the air, and visibility was extremely low.

Just as Avira was wondering if Rhodes would distance himself again, a slender rapier, bathed in the pale moonlight, pierced straight at her.

They actually chose close combat.

Avira swept her greatsword across.

Knowing that the moonlight on Rhodes's rapier was strange, she used the greatsword's length to launch an indiscriminate attack on what was in front of her.

A figure leaped high into the air from the smoke, moving with incredible speed.

Avira thrust her greatsword directly at the figure in the smoke and dust, and at the same time, she saw Rhodes's appearance in the smoke and dust.

That was Rhodes himself.

The only difference from usual was that he was covered in several flaming arrows.

The moment the greatsword pierced Rhodes' chest, the fire arrow exploded.

"boom!"

The flames engulfed the surrounding area.

The two were teleported out one after the other.

Rhodes looked at Avira, whose face was filled with astonishment, and shrugged: "We've both perished."

Avira's guess was correct; there were indeed three traps set up, but their purpose was never to harm Avira, but to obscure her vision.

In the final smoke and dust, use the light from your rapier to draw her attention away from the flaming arrows on your body, thus allowing you to get close and complete your self-destruction.

"In a real battlefield, it would indeed be a mutual destruction." Avira adopted a disdainful expression, as if she didn't care if she took advantage of you.

"However, according to the results of the simulated battlefield, I was teleported out first, so you won."

She looked at Rhodes with some suspicion: "I've had my suspicions ever since the Stanley office bombing. Could you possibly avoid getting hurt yourself in an explosion?"

Very perceptive.

Rhodes admitted with a laugh, "But I'm often injured by the shockwaves of explosions."

"Hmm." Avira gave a satisfied hum. "You did a good job this time. Do you need a rest?"

"No need, let's continue."

......

The two practiced very hard, spending most of their time fighting, and even during breaks they would constantly discuss topics such as combat techniques and tactics.

After a day's work, Rhodes felt dizzy and weak for the first time.

"Ah, I can't take it anymore."

As soon as he got back to his hotel room, Rhodes collapsed onto the bed.

The noise startled Paril, who was dozing among the books: "Rhodes, Rhodes, are you alright?"

"Did that crude warrior, Ivira, go too far?"

Rhodes was deathly pale: "I'm almost dead."

"Huh?!" Paril exclaimed in surprise, rummaging around for a while before pulling out a thick pancake from somewhere:

"Here'll have a pancake for you, but don't die yet."

Rhodes felt a wave of dizziness wash over him. He didn't even have the strength to turn his head to look at Paril. He said weakly, "Keep it for a midnight snack. I'm going to sleep now."

"Okay, okay."

Paril carefully put away the pancakes, then turned off the kerosene lamp and quietly went to bed.

After getting into bed, she tiptoed down and turned the kerosene lamp back on, moved the several books piled on the bed to the table next to her, and then turned the kerosene lamp off again.

"Rhodes?" Paril whispered Rhodes' name in the darkness, but received no response.

After thinking about it, she decided to save the pancakes for Rhodes to have for breakfast the next day.