The Invincible Aloof Yandere Princess Falls in Love with Her Younger Court Mage's Fatherly Warmth! ~She Clung to Him So Much That the King Fired Him. When He Made Marriage His Official Reason for Resigning Under Royal Order, the Light Vanished from the Princess's Eyes~ - Volume 1 - Chapter 19

Chapter 19: Overwhelming

Countless spears scattering purple electricity. They line up neatly like the wall of an armory, and then one section of them.

—Fired all at once.

The spears fly at lightning speed, crackling with discharge sounds, leaving trails of light behind.

“First, support for our allies—”

The reason attacks haven’t reached us yet is entirely thanks to Maguire’s demon-like fighting prowess.

But even he seems to be struggling against the commander’s black flames.

…That doesn’t look like ordinary fire at all. Not just high power, but it causes far greater pain than being burned by regular flames.

My target was that tasteless magic the commander fires from a safe distance.

“Everyone, to me! That… that’s bad!”

What threatens to swallow Maguire as he shouts is a thick black pillar of fire, bubbling like condensed malice.

Maybe he’s lost patience with Maguire for not falling no matter what—something that wouldn’t be strange as a high-level mage’s secret technique.

Into that commander’s magic, at a speed too fast to see—ten flashes pierce.

“——Ten Bundles of Lightning Needles”

“Wha! …What!?”

Crackle crackle crackle. With a tremendous roar, massive amounts of flame and lightning scatter around.

But I adjusted them all to hit only the enemy side. The mages who were relaxing in the back roll around, their bodies burned by fire and lightning.

And right after that, everyone looks around searching for the intruder’s figure.

Both the enemies and our ally knights.

—Everyone stares at me and falls silent.

“…………Wh… what is that ridiculous magic…!!!?”

The one who shouted that was the commander, who had been wielding his black flames triumphantly.

His eyes widen, his mouth hangs open, and he stares in daze at me… at the magic deployed around me.

“Im, impossible…! What is this!? What is that number!? Why can someone who can’t use unique magic use rare attributes like that! —Just what are you!?”

“Th-this should be okay, right? You guys can block it…—”

“—Your Majesty…! All hands, squeeze out every bit of your magic! Protect His Majesty with your strongest magic!”

He’s panicking a lot. This is exactly what frothing at the mouth means.

…And, princess?

“I’ve only heard of this in legends or fairy tales—. And recreating unique magic with combinations of the four great magics—I’ve never seen that before…! As expected, my Papa is this, this—!”

“Hehe. That’s right. The princess’s master is actually amazing.”

I said it jokingly, but the princess gulps as she looks at the spears flashing lightning around.

“Then. Will my cute disciple leave it to such an amazing master? —To punish the bad guys who hurt my precious disciple.”

“…! Y-yeah, got it…”

“Good girl.”

The princess nods, her face turning red, with an ecstatic expression.

With the princess’s permission granted, I circulate magic from the furnace throughout my body and activate body enhancement at an extremely high rate.

The magic enveloping me releases even more intense white sparks than before.

“It’s hard to hold back with long-range magic. Here I go—”

I grab one of the spears and stomp hard. The surrounding scenery flows like an arrow, and the distance to His Majesty’s camp becomes zero in an instant.

I stand next to Maguire, who’s clashing swords with multiple enemy knights, and casually slash away an enemy.

“…Guaaah!”

“! ? —You! …I thought you could, but kid, to this extent!”

“Maguire was keeping the enemy knights from getting close at all. If not for the numbers disadvantage.”

“Yeah, against these greenhorns. But against that magic——I might lose…!”

At the end of Maguire’s gaze are the many lightning spears in the air. But as a knight division commander, he probably has various trump cards against magic… not pursuing that now.

More importantly.

“—Those, leave them to me. I want to handle it.”

“…”

What’s wrong. Maguire closes his mouth, suddenly glances at the princess.

He shifts his gaze back to me and grins with an indescribable face…

“Nice, that youth thing. Yeah, I get it, I get it. Wanting to look good… or maybe something more pure. Go for it, show me. —Make those rotten bastards regret everything they’ve done.”

Feels like a misunderstanding… but for now, it’s fine. More than that, getting approval from the top fighter in the princess’s camp—

“Then, could the others fall back too. From here on—I’ll take over.”

I say that. And glare at His Majesty’s camp knights, who are shrinking back, and the mages desperately gathering magic.

“You guys, fall back for now! You’ll get caught in Prince-sama’s anger!”

In response to Maguire’s voice, our few allies pull back too.

…By the way, Prince-sama means me? Probably a nickname with the princess, but I’m just a country bumpkin.

Just one who—happens to be a bit good at magic.

“—What are you doing! Now that the enemy knight has fallen back is the perfect chance!”

That angry voice now is His Majesty… He has no talent for battle, so he should leave attack decisions to the pros.

Well, he couldn’t do that, which is why Cole Village was destroyed—

“…Hii! H-hey, he just glared at me! Don’t let your guard down! If those spears fly over, we’re done…!”

“I’m not aiming now… You’re last.”

He probably didn’t hear. Well, putting that aside for now.

First, reduce their forces.

“Here they come, brace yourselves! The opponent is a mage—we knights won’t fall behind!”

As I advance holding the spear, dozens of knights form ranks and make a wall between His Majesty and the mages.

Voices from behind too.

“Leave blade crossing to the knights—we’ll support with magic—no, we’ll defeat that traitor! Fire!”

The commander. Right after his order, I sense several heightened magics. And what I see are multiple spells heading toward me.

And at the same time, the knights with drawn swords finally charge.

“Do it! That magic is probably just a bluff. There has to be a limit to how many he can control at once!”

True, as the commander says. There is a limit to how many I can control independently at once, so handling all two thousand separately is a bit tough.

But.

I mutter, looking at the over a hundred spells approaching me and the similar number of knights.

“—Spear Control, Twenty Layers”

First, one lightning spear intercepts the spell on the route to hit me first—a huge ice pillar.

My spear is human-wieldable size, but that ice pillar was bigger than stacking several people. But the contained energy was worlds apart.

So, the result is obvious—my spear completely shatters the ice pillar and ends it.

This is the advantage of compressing magic. Even similar-looking magic becomes far stronger using compressed magic. Magic isn’t just about pouring in more power for higher strength, so tricks like this matter.

The only person I’ve seen doing it is my master—

Then, I shoot down the following spells one after another with spears flying through the air. I melt and pierce sturdy steel stakes, evaporate acid splashes, and erase some unknown energy body by releasing lightning.

Only the commander’s needed ten spears bundled to cancel.

…And from midway, handling incoming spells runs parallel with intercepting the knights.

“Guaa…!”

“No good, too fast! Why is this guy, a mage—!?”

“Those spears, can’t even clash… uwaaaah!”

Body enhancement also becomes far stronger with compressed magic.

The rate is probably lower than the princess’s mysterious magic, but I beat her in base physical ability anyway. And since there are no Maguire-level knights among the enemies, this is plenty even for a close-combat amateur like me.

“Aaaaaaa—!”

“Gyaaaaa—!”

“Surround him, surround and beat him down… fugyaa!”

Swinging the spear with brute force sends the knights flying like fish in a barrel. This might be getting a bit fun.

And after repeating that for a while, eventually.

——”All those knights… wiped out…!? No way!!”

The area is truly littered with corpses. Well, of course I didn’t kill them.

…Anyway. Next, the remaining mages.

To match the commander’s style, I’ll take them on with pure magic.

“Converge, Fuse”

I gather about a hundred of the still plentiful spears into a bundle and make one. I treat that massive lightning mass like an arrow.

I thrust my left hand forward, aiming at the mages. My right hand pulls back slowly, like drawing a nocked bow.

And I chant—.

“——Morning Star”