Thinking that he should show his power, Vandalieu summoned Levia and the other Ghosts, and transferred Mana to them. He looked up at the mine… the small mountain that was protruding from the surface of the earth, the small mountain that was about five hundred meters tall.

“… Corpse Flame Prison Destruction Barrage.”

Small flames appeared, like a countless number of fireflies. But in the next moment, they turned into a countless number of skulls made of black flames.

The skulls cackled as they flooded towards the mountain that Vandalieu was pointing at.

The resulting sight was fearsome to behold.

Over a hundred skull-shaped flames sank their teeth into the rocky mountain. The hard boulders became brittle and broke, burned and crumbled. This process continued endlessly, and before everyone’s very eyes, the mountain’s shape changed as it was gouged from the earth. There was a thunderous noise as rocks fell from the mountain, but even that was erased by Vandalieu’s magic.

“K-kid, the mountain’s going to disappear,” said Borkus.

“Ah, you’re right.”

By the time Borkus stopped him, the mountain had been reduced to two thirds of its size. It wasn’t that large a mountain to begin with, but this display of power made not only the previously-spirited viscount and his soldiers, but even the former slaves stare with open mouths.

Eleanora and the others were dumbfounded as well. Even Pete, whose head was protruding from Vandalieu’s hair, had frozen stiff.

Up until now, none of the spells of the death-attribute had possessed the ability to physically destroy their targets. However, by acquiring the Dead Spirit Magic skill and having Levia and the others available to use, Vandalieu could now accomplish the same things as fire-attribute magic.

Eleanora and everyone else was seeing Vandalieu’s Mana exhibit its true potential for the first time.

“Bocchan, would it not be quicker to simply invade the Hartner Duchy?” Sam suggested.

“Sam, it’s impossible because Heinz is here,” said Vandalieu. “Also, if I do that, that would mean fighting the other duchies and even the Amid Empire, wouldn’t it?’

“Well, I suppose so,” said Borkus. “No matter how strong the kid is, he’s just one person. If A-class adventurers and elite forces from every nation attacked multiple places at once, holding out would be impossible.”

As he said, there were plenty of people in this world who were capable of doing what Vandalieu had just accomplished.

“And in the end, a mountain is just a mountain,” said Vandalieu. “It doesn’t move. A B-class or A-class adventurer would be able to avoid this attack.”

Unlike mountains, people could be equipped with all kinds of Magic Items and possessed skills. Corpse Flame Prison Destruction Barrage wasn’t accurate in its targeting, so it wouldn’t be difficult for a superhuman to survive it… though ordinary people would simply turn into ash.

“It’s true that things would probably work out with me, Vigaro, Eleanora-jouchan and the others, but…” Borkus looked up at the collapsed mountain.
Normally, they might have had to run away from the falling debris, but Vandalieu had even destroyed the debris.

He had even erased the noise, which made it feel less real, but if he hadn’t done that, then many people probably would have lost consciousness.