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6-year-old Wise Man Wants to Walk in the Shade

Chapter 20 - Eddie vs. the Dragon-Man Chief

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Name: Eddie

Level: 10 <Restricted>

Occupation: Sage

Stamina: 100

Magic: Fire Magic (Weak), Wind Magic (Weak), Dark Magic (Super), Sleep Magic, Detection Magic, Investigation Magic, Teleportation Magic (Self), Teleportation Magic (Other)

Magic Ability Score: 204531 <Reincarnation Bonus>

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Five more times you can cast attack magic.

That's enough.

"It hurts a little, but bear with it. You're an adult."

"Don't mess with me! You're an eyesore!"

The chief roared and slammed his fist into the ground.

"Whoa...!"

The ground, gouged out by the impact, cracked, spewing up dirt and sand.

I frantically jumped back, but my childish legs were not able to dodge it very well.

"Stomp..."

That's amazing.

I never thought he'd crack the ground with a punch.

Even I was surprised by the incredible blow.

And that was just a warning, right?

And you went easy on him...

Haha. That's good. Interesting.

"Back off already, kid!"

"I'm sorry I went easy on you. I can't do that."

"You still stand in my way!"

"Yeah. I can't let that fall into the chief's hands."

I decided to provoke the chief.

I wanted to take this to a fight.

It's impossible to exploit his weaknesses by just facing him.

The chief's expression becomes increasingly distorted, and his eyes become narrower.

Good. Bring it on.

"Dammit! If you try to take that away, I won't show you any mercy...! That! That's mine!"

The chief roars, his scales shaking, and charges towards me.

He swings his giant greatsword around with ease.

Even though he's wearing heavy armor, his movements aren't sluggish at all.

Just as you'd expect from the chief of the dragon-people, a warrior race.

It's a fighting style I could never emulate.

The chief approaches.

There's a rumbling sound that makes the trees in the forest rustle.

It might actually be more interesting to fight not while invincible, but while bound by the constraints of a child with limited abilities.

I'm starting to have a bit of fun.

So, what should we do?

The difference in strength was clear.

It was impossible to meet his attack head-on.

If this were my previous life, I would have dealt with it with defensive magic, but I couldn't use defensive magic now.

I had to find another way---.

"Die!"

He raised his great sword.

He brought it down as if to slam him down.

A moment later, I unleashed wind magic at the chief.

"Guh, guuuuuuuuh...!?"

Taking the full force of the wind, the chief stopped moving.

Will he be blown away completely?

"Guh... Ooooooooooo! Oh, oooooooooooo!"

Oops. Haha. Can he hold on?

The chief endured my magic and took another step.

He stepped into my range.

『You're impressive, Dragon-human chief. But...』

Too bad.

My magic is only moderated to the last.

I amplified my magical power a little, and the chief finally lost his balance and was blown backwards.

Sorry, but I won't let him take a defensive position.

I don't have enough magical power to play around with.

I then used wind magic on the blown-away chief's body from above.

He suddenly fell faster.

Even though the Dragon-humans are used to fighting, they couldn't deal with it in an instant.

『Guaahhh...!!』

The chief fell face-first onto the ground, groaning in pain.

All strength had left his huge body.

He must be in terrible pain. He couldn't even get up.

Now, taking advantage of this opportunity――

I then activated a sleep spell.

However, this time the goal wasn't to put the chief to sleep.

To be honest, a sleep spell alone wouldn't put demons to sleep.

"Ohhh, ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!"

As expected, instead of falling asleep, the chief rolled on the ground and began roaring.

He clawed at his face with a desperate look on his face, as if he was resisting something.

The veins on the chief's face and head were bulging and moving around like earthworms.

Sleep magic is less effective against demons who are resistant to abnormal conditions.

But it can be very effective for this "purpose".

This purpose is to remove suggestion magic.

There are two ways to remove a curse.

Can you cast a removal spell?

Can you cast a different abnormal condition spell?

In the latter case, the abnormal condition will be overwritten, canceling out the one that was cast first.

In my previous life, I had already proven that magic can be overwritten simply by casting a spell that causes a status abnormality.

"Guhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... ah..."

The raging swellings in his skin gradually subsided.

As I watched in silence, the chief slowly collapsed to the ground.

I crouched down nearby and looked into his eyes, and our eyes met.

I could clearly feel his will in his reddish-brown eyes.

I was now safe.

The suggestion spell was completely removed.

"... What on earth did I do..."

The chief, lying on his back, muttered blankly, looking up at the sky.

Seeing his expression as if he had been liberated from a curse, I also felt a little relieved.

"I'm glad you feel better now, Chief."

"To think you'd defeated the chief of the dragon people... It's the first time I've ever met a magic user like you..."

The chief looked up at me from the ground.

Before the fight, a look of contempt had been flickering in his gaze.

That feeling has now disappeared.

With an overwhelmed look on his face, the chief asked me.

"... Kid. Who are you?"

I shrugged and gave a light laugh.

"I'm just a kid. I'll soon be a first-year at the magic academy."

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