“... An acceleration spell? No, it feels a little different,” Zest muttered as he felt a slight discomfort.

His sword wasn’t so simple that simple speed could catch up to it. Even Randolph, with his acceleration ability, couldn’t do so. The ability to cut space was powerful enough that even an ability like Pathfinder could only barely match it. In the past, Theo had only been able to avoid it by turning to lightning.

Yet Gladio was somehow catching up with Zest’s sword.

Well, there is no reason to reveal it.

Theo knew the secret, but he wasn’t about to give Zest any clues. He rotated his Circles, drawing magic power out. The total amount of magic power he had drawn out surpassed that of a typical 7th Circle magician.

Theo’s red robes flapped from the pressure, as dozens of fire spears appeared in the air.

Memorize. Four Slots Open. Quadruple Flare Lance.

One spell could create seven spears, so the four Memorize slots and his spell created a total of thirty five Flare Lances. The chilly night air started to shimmer as the darkness was chased away. The Shadow Knights hiding in the darkness were thrown into sharp relief as light lit up the middle of the battlefield.

“Go!”

The thirty five spears shot forward without hesitation.

Kwa kwa kwa kwang!

He didn’t think they would hit Zest. A swordmaster could move a few dozen meters in a single step, so lightning magic was more appropriate than fire...