The fastest Eastern swordsmanship meets the fastest magic. The flashing katana and the green-glowing magic sword collide in midair, creating a tremendous force that pushes us several steps back.

But that's just perfect. I activate the ice domain magic that I had set up before with a wave of my hand.

Although wind mages have the fastest magic among all the magic types, I happen to be the opposite. Most negative ice magic spells are designed to slow down enemies.

As soon as I step into the ice domain, my opponent immediately senses something is wrong. A thin layer of frost covers his lower body, weakening the once green light.

Seizing the opportunity, I flash behind him with the back of my sword aimed at his abdomen.

At the same time, two ice walls block his other side, sealing off his escape route.

"..."

I don't know if he said something offensive, but it's a language I can't understand. However, as he speaks, a green light on his hand points towards the ground. A green whirlwind emerges from beneath his feet, blowing away all the frost and causing his cloak to billow like a sail. He seems to be levitating for a while before landing not far away.

And I can only stare dumbfounded.

Damn it, he's an elf who knows physics! How terrifying!

"%...&&*...*...*&"

Seeing my expression, he smugly says something, of course, I still can't understand.

Probably something like admiring my skills or something along those lines. But seriously, why does an elf have to fly with magic and use wind to make his cloak fly... Can't I do that too?

We have hot air balloons and airships, you know! Are you afraid or not?

Of course, I wouldn't be so honest as to discuss right and wrong with him here. With a flick of my foot, an ice skateboard appears instantly. I accelerate, flying straight towards him!

"&**(&*!!!!"

There's surprise in his eyes, seemingly amazed by my magic.

But I don't care about that. I rush up and thrust the handle of my sword directly into his abdomen, using the speed of the skateboard.

"Ah!"

The only thing I can understand is onomatopoeic words. After taking that blow, he kneels down, and the magic sword in his hand clangs as it falls to the ground, its green glow gradually diminishing.

"&*￥%...%...*"

He seems to be saying something in pain. Although I can't understand, I can sense the sadness.

I sigh and walk towards him.

Just as I reach his side, he suddenly jumps up, and a huge green magic circle appears behind him!

"￥&&...%!"

The Elf Queen and Eli both scream at the same time, although I don't know what it means, it's probably telling Chilia to stop, right?

Really, after waiting for so long, it's now!

"Secret Art: Absolute Probability!"

This is the third time I've used this magic. This time, I clearly see something resembling a slot machine in front of me.

Ka-la-la-la...

The three numbers start rapidly spinning while a green shadow gradually appears around Chilia.

The master of ultimate? That can't be right, right? This should be some kind of attack like Great Ultimate, right? Are Great Ultimate and Ultimate not separate within titles?

With this in mind, I clad myself in ice armor and prepared the Ice Wall defensive magic.

I don't want to end up dead just for studying magic, that would be troublesome... Although I can be resurrected, who wants to die anyway?

Being willing to die means being a masochist!

The speed at which the opponent cast magic was also quite fast, and the green shadow behind him started to slowly grow larger. Even circles of green ripples appeared around him.

My goodness? Is this because of elf magic or some other reason? This magic looks terrifying!

Sitting here waiting to be killed is not a solution, although it increases the probability of learning the opponent's magic... life is still more important!

"Great ultimate·Legendary·Summon Ice Dragon!"

I waved my hand, and a deep blue magic circle appeared behind me. Unlike the slowly appearing green shadow of Kilian, my ice dragon roared as it broke through the magic circle and charged towards Kilian... and the giant shadow behind him.

I don't want to cause any casualties here. After all, this is the territory of the elves. There may be a need for them in the future, and I have no reason to turn against them.

"Come out! Abyssal Giant of Wind! Mestra!"

Suddenly, I realized that I could understand what the opponent was saying!

But I didn't pay attention to it and used my mental power to control the ice dragon to fly towards the giant shadow behind the opponent!

That green giant shadow slowly revealed its form and reached out its hand, attempting to grab the ice dragon.

The ice dragon couldn't tolerate such humiliation and let out a roar. Even without my request, it accelerated and charged behind the giant, then bit its neck!

At the same time, it entangled the giant with its own body and suddenly contracted!

In the instant of contraction, I saw traces of green magic dissipate from the giant, dispersing in all directions.

One even floated towards me, and I quickly reached out and grabbed it.

In an instant, a very familiar feeling merged into me, along with an image I had never seen before.

A forest, mountains, ravines, valleys, abyss...

A series of scenes seemed to flash through my mind like a fast-forward film, and gradually, I began to recall the last time I felt this way!

Abyss... hell!

Yes, this familiar feeling didn't come from the elves, but from the smell of the abyss undead creatures.

This guy's magic is not just simple wind magic. It is a hybrid magic that combines Necromancy magic with wind magic, just like my ice skateboard.

But obviously, this magic is more powerful than mine. If I'm not mistaken, this giant should be an aggregation of many wind elf spirits after their deaths.

I looked in Kilian's direction, and at that moment, he was kneeling on the ground, staring straight ahead.

After a moment, he even foamed at the mouth.

"Elf princess, Eli, stop him quickly! He's using necromancy magic!"

Just as I shouted, the giant was crushed into pieces by the ice dragon.

But those pieces quickly scattered in all directions like snakes!

"Those green things are the spirits of the wind elf. Catch them quickly, or else they can corrupt people's hearts."

To put it simply, it's soul-snatching, but it's also very dangerous.

The ice dragon roared and transformed into a mist, freezing all the remaining green lights that hadn't escaped, but there was still a large amount of green light spreading around.

"The Elf's Ultimate: Thunderous Elegance!"

Suddenly, a series of arcing lightning bolts swept through the green lights in the sky, clearing them away in an instant! Sobs could be heard, and we could even see with our own eyes as the transparent souls all flew up into the sky at the same time.

"Seriously, I leave for just a moment and there's already so much trouble?"

A figure, holding a staff and wearing tattered... no, this should be a magic robe. Ahem, anyway, the elf in the clothes walked over.

But from the looks of him, he must be quite old.

But I don't really mind that, what I do mind is...

Why can I understand what he's saying?

Have I learned the language of the elves?