"Ding!"
"Ugh~"
The crimson scythe in Satan Ye's hand was knocked away by the slender sword in Yila's hand, which was as thin as a bee's sting... A long-handled weapon held in both hands was knocked away by a seemingly lightweight slender sword, an unimaginable scene.
This was the power of the [Fourth Wing Pillar·Giant Bee·Wing Spread]. At this moment, the transparent wings resembling cicada wings extending from the spine near Yila's waist proved that the source of Mana was a giant bee Yila had killed in the previous battle.
"I lost."
Satan Ye said this as she reached out to summon back her Crimson Demon Scythe, silently contemplating her shortcomings in the previous battle, she summed it up... After all, it was still an unfamiliarity with the use of the scythe.
"If you find it difficult to use, you don't have to. You don't need to align yourself with your father in everything."
Yila said this with a helpless shake of his head, "In fact, your father's scythe seems to lack skill. I still think he only uses it because the scythe is a fairly high-level [Magic Wand]."
Recalling the battle on the battlefield against that Crimson Dragon Demon King, Yila seemed to realize something and said, "When wielding the scythe, his common moves were to smash or unleash light cannons... the beam attacks formed by gathered Mana."
"..."
"Hmm, is that so?"
Unfamiliar with her father's combat style as well, Satan Ye said this. She hesitated as she looked at her scythe, instinctively channeling Mana into it.
The Mana filled the scythe... Even though Satan Ye was unqualified in both the quality and control of Mana, the strength of the Crimson Dragon race led to a rapid increase in her Mana after training and witnessing the battle that day.
At least it was at a level that could simultaneously withstand usage by both herself and Yila.
Therefore, this also gave her the confidence to continuously inject Mana into the scythe.
"..."
Continuous injection following the guidance of the scythe... Wait!
Realizing something amiss, Satan Ye widened her eyes. Yila's reminder came late, his voice came from the opposite side: "Great, but you should stop injecting Mana now and quickly unleash it... Your control is insufficient to..."
Before Yila could finish speaking, Satan Ye already felt the scythe in her hands losing control. She simply disconnected her Mana from the scythe and shouted, "Mr. Yila! Move quickly!"
As soon as she finished speaking, the Crimson Demon Scythe, inherited from her father, instantly unleashed a crescent moon-shaped slash, flying toward Yila under Hilena's stunned gaze.
"Ah, as I said..."
Watching the crescent-shaped Mana scythe slashing rapidly towards him, Yila said this with helplessness, using the Mana he had tricked from the World Tree to enhance the needle in his hand, continuing, "You need to be aware of your own limits..."
As he said so, the bright red Mana crescent was spinning with great wind pressure, colliding sharply with the needle he swung out powerfully: "Ding!!!!"
"Bang!!!"
Accompanied by a slight explosion sound, the crimson Mana was instantly disintegrated by Yila's sword strike, scattering into the air as dense red dust.
In Satan Ye's guilty gaze, Yila gently shook the bee's sting in his hand, bathed in the crimson Mana, and said, "No need for that look. I actually anticipated something like this would happen. You still have much to learn."
"Ugh... Yes, Mr. Yila!"
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Vera, who was fiddling with the giant bee's corpse, seemed to hear the slight explosion sound. She, in deep research, slightly lifted her head, realizing it was the teacher-student session between Satan Ye and Yila, and quickly ignored the explosion sound.
"As expected, the reason why magic beasts are magic beasts lies not only in their intelligence, but their souls also differ, right?"
Vera muttered to herself, yet she could never understand whether it was the wisdom of the mind that determined the quality of the soul or if a predetermined soul determined the upper limit of the mind.
"Whether it's the worker bee, the soldier bee, or the queen bee, their souls are not suitable for crafting a Sage's Stone."
Supporting her chin with a hand as a burden on her chest rested on the table due to fatigue, Vera tapped the table with her other hand, seemingly contemplating something.
Placed on the table was a murky-colored stone, but what Vera wanted was a multicolored stone-like thing, even if the quantity of soul could only be refined into a tiny remnant.
"Sigh, still don't quite understand it."
Vera said helplessly, casually playing with the murky stone, deciding to give this magic stone to the Mechanical Leader of the Demon King Territory later, and remarked emotionally, "Alchemy is indeed hard to understand. If only Gurela were here."
Talking to herself, Vera mentioned [Gurela], the imperial court alchemist. It's worth noting... the empire's alchemists are all mad Yila admirers.
Because they always went beyond imagination to praise the sketches that Yila drew out of boredom, and there were also enthusiastic fanatics who would shout things like, "Hehe! My Lord Yila! So small and fragrant! Hehehe!"
Their fanaticism made one wonder what image Yila was in their eyes... Their actions became material for many bards making a living in taverns to describe fanatics of the theocratic country.
Since the entire alchemy branch was considered a part of the [Yila Faction], after Yila's defection, it's unknown whether the empire would suppress them... If one understands Isabella, Vera thinks at least she wouldn't suppress them.
But you never know about other nobles... After all, those guys are nobles!
"I remember, Gurela seemed to naturally dislike Yila..."
Recalling something, Vera looked at the Fake Sage Stone (waste product) in her hand... Apparently, some theory of Yila's made Gurela become an enthusiastic fan instantly.
What theory was it again?
Vera frowned as she thought, she remembered she had some impression. If not, she could ask Yila... although Yila might not remember things from ten years ago.
"Hmm... Right!"
Seems like it's...
...
[Hmm? The difference between alchemy and magic? Hmm, the Mana consumed in magic is used to create the magic itself, such as heat from flames and cold from ice, arising from nothing.]
[But the Mana consumed in alchemy is merely a medium, because...]
"Because the essence of [alchemy is not creating something from nothing, but equivalent exchange], right?"
Thinking about what Yila once said, Vera seemed to understand something, her eyes lit up as she immersed herself in a new round of experiments.