And among the numerous choices, I decide to use a certain magic.
“Well then, shall we see where each lance will pierce? It’s a shame I can’t aim for the head since it would be instant death, but at my level, even if an ice lance were to pierce through the heart, I’ll make sure to heal the wound properly! But before that, I’d like to stick my finger in the hole created by the ice lance and twist it around. I wonder what kind of adorable sound you’ll make. I’m looking forward to it.”
“Apologies for interrupting your delight, but why are you assuming I’ll get hit by your pathetic magic without me doing anything?”
“… Huh?”
And so, I asked Charlotte why she thought she would deal me a fatal blow with that pathetic magic while indulging in the imagination of torturing me.
However, the response I receive is a dumbfounded expression and a voice devoid of any coherence, as if she had run out of breath.
“Don’t ‘Huh?’ me. I’m asking why you think you could deliver a fatal blow to me with such trash magic that takes over ten seconds to finish the incantation and activate. Well, I guess someone who can’t even understand that would find delight in using trash magic.”
“H-How… How did you manage to evade my magic? I definitely cast it! And you just stood there without showing any signs of casting magic! It couldn’t have taken even a second for my attack to reach you! Moreover, the magic I used is an original spell that can simultaneously cast four [Ice Lances], and it’s impossible to escape from them!”
“No, I’ve been saying all along that your so-called original spell that can simultaneously cast four [Ice Lances] or whatever is trash. If you don’t trust my words, why don’t you try using that trash magic on me again?”
However, despite my efforts to make Charlotte understand that the magic she unleashed earlier was nothing but garbage, she refused to believe it. So, in a somewhat exasperated manner, I suggested she try using the same magic again.