“This is what I did then.”

Magical Energy only flickered in the woman’s eyes for an instant. It wasn’t just a One Count spell, but a Single Action that could be activated with Magical Energy alone.

The Mystic Eyes of Compulsion. Though it didn’t reach the rank of Jewel or Gold, it was a Noble Color that could still be called a crystallization of mystery. Naturally, that wasn’t a level that pathetic Mystic Eyes like mine could reach. I froze, along with Svin, his Bestial Magecraft, and the mercury suit of armor.

“What a shame,” Faker muttered.

She wasn’t mocking us. Honest regret seeped from those words.

“If you had fought ten or maybe twenty more battles, you might be able to struggle. If you were in my brother’s army, half a year of training would have made you a formidable warrior.”

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