I lifted my prosthetic arm and pointed it at Bertram.
I launched a barrage of attacks at him, but he managed to avoid the majority of them. So I simply upped the attack speed.
Just as I thought, close-range combat isnât his forte.
ăWHAT A TURN OF EVENTS ZEPH IS HITTING AND HITTING AND HITTING HIM! Bertram has been pushed back to the point where he can no longer cast spells and must defend!!!ă
ăItâs not ethical to harass your frail elders like this, young man.ă
ăFrail my ass, donât make me laugh⌠Though, now that I think about it, it wouldnât hurt you to train your body a bit.ă
ăI really canât wing against you youngsters.ă Bertram said, swinging his arm.
Behind it a line of flames appeared, closely following the movements of his arm.
The line grew ticker, covering Bertramâs body and beginning to circle around him.
Is that a familiarâŚ? No, itâs something else.
Bertram didnât miss my slight moment of confusion.
The flame circling around him immediately separated from his body and launched itself at me.
ăWhâŚ?!ă
I immediately put up my prosthetic arm to absorb it, however, as soon as my arm was touched by the flames, it grew bright red.
Hot, hot! What frightening heat!
To reduce the heat, I cast Blue Ball, and steam began to emerge from my arm as I did so.
The Isolated Spaces were surrounded by a peculiar barrier that prevented the people inside from taking damage and instead diminished their magical power.
However, there were instances where spells were able to breach the barrierâs tolerance thresholds, causing physical harm rather than reducing the opponentâs magic power.
One type of spells that could do that, were spells specialized in dealing damage.
It appears to be relatively simple, yet its power is terrifying⌠He most likely increased the spellâs damage to this degree by pouring a great deal of magic power into it.
ăItâs your first time seeing it I presume? This is my Unique Spell⌠Its name is Flame of Flame.ă Bertram said, as the Flame of Flame flickered in the area.
The flames constantly changed their shape and speed as they launched themselves at me.
Tsch⌠I wonât be able to dodge this. Still, if I created some distance between us Bertram will be able to put up his spell barrier, leaving me without any options. Offense if the defense I guess.
Just as I thought that, shivers went down my spine.
The saying between the devil and the deep blue sea perfectly describes my current situation.
However, despite being faced with a hopeless situation a smile still formed on my lips. How exciting.
ăTo think that youâd smile in this situation. You really are a strange one.ă
ăThank youâŚ!ă
I once again dashed at the calm-looking Bertram.
â â â
The Unique Spell: Flame of Flame.
Bertram had obtained that spell after sending Zeph off to the Other World.
He had thought that by sending him far away, his daughter, Elise, would eventually forget about him.
However, Elise had begun to talk about Zeph even more as a result of his actions.
Sheâd always say things along the lines of ăI wonder what Zephâs doing right now.ă ăIâm so worried.ă ăFather, how could you send him there.ă
Everything had completely backfired on him
Which in turn had sent Bertram into a panic.
It had been the first time in his life that he had felt these kinds of feelings.
Up until now he had been able to achieve anything he desired without exerting too much effort, be it money, honor, or power.
Everything heâd wanted, heâd achieve. That went for his daughter as well. That was until Zeph showed up.
If this goes on Elise and that man will end up⌠What can I do to stop this?!
He had spent countless nights pondering on what to do, when suddenly a single line of flames had appeared beside him.
Despite its placid demeanor, it had been a ferocious and powerful flame. Its strength was so immense that it was able to defy the rules of the Isolated Space.
Unique Spells are a reflection of the heart. They are often born due to strong feelings, such as despairâŚ
Bertram had been a bit apprehensive towards his Unique Spell.
That was because it was a depiction of his desire to kill Zeph.
His friend and another one of the Heavenly Mages, Rhox, had commented on it, saying that it had been just like him ăFerocious, yet calmă
Bertram had denied it for a long time, however Unique Spells didnât lie.
Fufu, so be it then. Iâll follow my heart.
This had been the first time in his life that Bertram had shown such a creepy smile.
Right now, the flames circling him were the sheer representation of his emotions.
â â â
Flame of FlameâŚ! Bertramâs Unique Spell named after his title as a Heavenly Mage, huh. It surely lives up to that name. However, that doesnât mean that Iâm completely out of options. No matter how strong it may be, a flame is still a flame. Its nature is still the same. In order for it to keep burning and maintain its heat it needs air. So how about this?
I once again called on Divine Greatsword Ainbelle, and while dodging Bertramâs attacks I cast Blue Crash four times.
After imbuing them into the sword I proceeded to cast Time Square. While time was stopped I cast Blue Crash four more times.
Octa Fusion: Blue Crash Octa.
The mass of water completely engulfed Divine Greatsword Ainbelle, forming a massive water blade.
This thick density of water, with this just maybeâŚ
I blocked the incoming flames with the water blade and upon doing so a booming sound and steam covered the area.
Albeit only little, Bertramâs flame shrank in size.
ăIf it isnât your Unique Spell. I havenât seen it since that day.ă
ăThatâs right. Thereâs more than one way to use itâŚ!ă
ăI can imagine most of them.ă Bertram said in a bored manner.
His face was filled with disappointment.
However, I didnât care about it and just swung down Divine Greatsword Ainbelle.
The leftover water blade was roughly the size of three Blue Crashes.
So in order to power it up a bit more, I cast Black Crash three times.
Hexa Fusion: Spiral Crash Triple.
The magic power one again surrounded the blade and I thrust it straight at Bertramâs chest.
However, the blade covered in Spiral Crash Triple, didnât even reach him.
Bertram had cast a Red Sphere, which engulfed me and halted my actions before I recognized it.
ăARGHHHHH!!!ă
The flames exploded sending me flying back.
I was careless⌠I was too focused on his Flame of Flame.
Bertram didnât appear to be controlling the flames; instead, the flames seemed to attack their foe on their own.
And while I had been way too focused on dealing with the Flame of Flame, he had been able to set up a Red Sphere.
ăEach time you activate that spell you create a huge opening; you know? The reason you didnât notice up until now is probably because youâve only fought against weaklingsâŚă Bertram said with a disappointed look.
Of course I know about it. However, the opening doesnât even last a second, so itâs impossible to abuse it during a fight. But I guess that doesnât include himâŚÂ It seems like the Flame of Flame title isnât just for show.
I attempted to get up with a crooked smile on my face, but it appeared that I had received more damage than I had anticipated.
I placed my hands on my wavering knees and somehow managed to push myself back up.
ăTsch⌠Just as I finally managed to get close. What should I do now?ă
Just as I was thinking that, Bertram took a step back.
The shimmering remnants of magic power were enough to let me know the sheer size of the spell he was preparing.
A magic sphere appeared and with each passing moment it grew bigger and bigger.
If he launched that I wonât be able to stop it!
I immediately began to run so as to try and dodge it, however, I didnât know that I was running on top of Bertramâs palm.
On the path I was running, a slew of spells awaited me.
This is badâŚ!
Countless explosions rang out and I could feel my body being enveloped in heat.
I desperately tried to clutch onto my consciousness as it tried to fly away.
The damage is way too bigâŚÂ It looks like Iâve lost quite a bit of magic power.
On the side, Bertram was looking down at me with a cold gaze.
ăWell you could say you did well. Zeph Einstein. So just give up and let it end.ă
As he said that, numerous bullets made out of magic power appeared before me.
Following that, I was engulfed in a blinding light.
Urgh⌠My eyes. D-Did I lose? âŚNo. My body can still move and I can still feel my magic power. It seems like I managed to get out unscathed.
ăGramps, why are you acting like such a scaredy cat!ă
Standing above me was Ain in her human form.
Just now, she had used her body to block all of the incoming attacks.
ăA-AinâŚ?ă
ăSheesh. How pathetic of you, gramps.ă Ain said in a nonchalant manner.
However, I could clearly see that her body had been wounded by Bertramâs attack.
Since Ainâs body was made of magic power, the damage she suffered in the Isolated Spaces was greater than usual.
Which is why she was currently on the verge of disappearing.
I promptly stood up and began to scold her.
ăY-YOU IDIOT! Do you know what you just did?!ă
ăSheesh, yea, yea, I know. It hurts like hell after allâŚă
ăThen whyâŚă
ăBecause I donât want to see you lose, gramps. Come on now, wipe that sad face and use that on me. The thing you used to make you older.ă