Is the person you sculpt as cute as me?

"A kid who hasn't even reached the tenth level..."

Yu Man's disdainful attitude completely infuriated the rat man.

As the one who controls maritime trade, controls countless slaves and businesses, and has ruled the Chamber of Commerce for decades—

It's a rare move.

It doesn't even need a staff or a medium for casting spells; it itself is the carrier of magic.

"Let's have a typhoon first." A breeze rippled in the rat man's hand.

Then—the typhoon that swept everything gradually took shape in its hands.

"But it's winter now."

After understanding Yu Man's dragon song, the Ice Prison Dragon liberated its own territory.

In an instant——

Everything around, living or dead, was covered by the extremely harsh winter.

The sea froze in an instant and the dark clouds in the sky were eroded.

Countless snowflakes drifted—sweeping across the sky... and the new earth it created.

The Ice Prison Dragon no longer restrained itself, but instead exaggeratedly and naturally released its infinite magical power.

"——Didn't that person say... it was a young dragon? How come——"

The rat man's eyes widened because the power of the Ice Prison Dragon was beyond his expectations.

This endless winter froze the entire wind home it had previously laid, forcing it to divert some of its strength to fight the cold. Otherwise, even it would be turned into an ice sculpture in an instant, with no chance of recovery.

no way--

It reached into its pocket and pulled out a staff.

It was obvious that its power had increased instantly. The typhoon took shape again, and the pervasive winds of the main force surged out again, competing with the winter wind.

"Let me see first—the legendary Ice Prison Dragon's vitality."

The Ratman was in excellent condition, and his first attack clearly overwhelmed the Ice Prison Dragon's power. If the Ice Prison Dragon hadn't soared into the sky, the miniature typhoon aimed at its head would have shattered the island along with it.

But strangely, the Ice Prison Dragon did not dodge or resist.

He was simply struck by it—and then turned into countless flying fragments.

Then, the fragments shattered into icy dust, dancing in the winter, and transformed into mist—

Then--

The flawless Ice Prison Dragon spread its wings from the fog and returned to the battlefield as a matter of course.

"...The legend is true." The rat man shuddered.

Yu Man——Watching the battle between the dragon and the magician.

To be fair, this guy is truly powerful. Just one ordinary move... could have instantly ended the Ice Prison Dragon's life. Ninth-rank magician, branch leader, truly lived up to his title. The staff in his hand was probably at least eighth-rank.

Fortunately, I didn't care about my face and started a two-on-one fight, otherwise it would have been a bit tricky.

The Ice Prison Dragon's war of attrition is almost unmatched, but it is obvious that the Skaven will not lose in the short term.

Moreover, the rat people would probably immediately realize that they couldn't win and simply run away.

As a wind mage, his mobility is second only to that of a thunder mage, and even the Ice Prison Dragon cannot catch up with him.

therefore--

Your first move must be very, very deadly.

"'Valuing Life.'" She already had the answer.

No, it's a question, exactly.

What kind of equipment will the life of a ninth-level magician turn into?

161 Lemmings

"Is it true, as the legend says, that there is infinite life? Even for a young dragon..."

Rat has dry mouth and cold body.

In just a few dozen seconds, it had fought with the Ice Prison Dragon several times and successfully killed it three times.

but……

Every time it is ground into powder, it reappears as before.

Not to mention being injured, even the scale of his magic power remained unchanged, and the winter spreading across the sea even became more intense.

In contrast, his own magic power was lost.

Even after reaching the ninth level, it possesses many secret techniques, equipment, special consumables and abilities that can slow down the consumption of magic power as much as possible and increase the efficiency of magic power generation... But it is obvious that it will lose in this war of attrition.

"No wonder...your island is a restricted area for life...No wonder no one bothers you...No, let me try again."

The Skaven have extensive combat experience and a deep understanding of magic.

It believes that the Ice Prison Dragon's vitality...maybe there is a way to break it.

At the same time, he occasionally paid extra attention to the island. The ice mage had not yet made a move. The ratman would not underestimate his opponent, but would always be wary of him.

--coming.

The ice magician is moving.

After it wrote something with its quill, it seemed to have some kind of plan.

But strangely, it wasn't an attack or magic, but a voice saying, "I've thought about it, Mr. Pricemaker, maybe we should talk business?"

"...business?"

The Ice Prison Dragon's attack paused, and the ratmen were extremely vigilant, but Yu Man's words were very charming.

It really doesn't want to die here fighting with the Ice Prison Dragon.

"Now...it's not too late, please speak."

"Your request is that outsiders stop disturbing your branch, right?" Yu Man asked.

“——Yes, this is the most crucial thing.”

Yu Man stroked the magic formula written on the palm of his hand, which represented "valuing life".

This skill can transform life and soul into equipment, and the condition for activation is that the opponent surrenders and admits defeat.

The caster will use this to gain the authority to manipulate their soul.

But Yu Man wanted to improve this magic.

She has a deep understanding of magic itself, she understands how everything works.

Perhaps - at the cost of weakening the magic effect, the activation conditions can be relaxed?

There's no harm in trying anyway, it's just lying.

To this end, Yu Man then proposed negotiations——

"Honestly, you're stronger than I thought. It would be difficult for us to fight. If you accept a ceasefire... I'm willing to help you calm the foreigners down. You can continue to make money and do business. I can even become a valuable customer of yours."

"You...what are you planning?"

Yu Man's gaze was extremely sharp. "Are you willing to try... to accept the peace talks, Mr. Pricemaker?"

"No, stranger, I feel like you have some tricks up your sleeve..."

"I just want to renegotiate with you and explain the terms clearly. Are you at least willing to accept this? Look, we can't decide the winner anytime soon, and both of us are at a disadvantage. Restarting the negotiations... do you want to accept it?"

"Never mind, let's talk again. I accept—"

To a certain extent, the other person's soul relaxes - accepts.

Although they did not surrender, they did open their doors and accept foreign ideas.

This--

The conditions for activating "Life Valuation" were met—although not completely.

"...Huh?" The rat man sensed a trace of strange magic power wrapped around his index finger.

But Yu Man's teasing was even more stinging: "It seems that you're also afraid of being killed by the Ice Prison Dragon... Just give me a way out and back off."

The other party did not surrender, but only accepted it to a certain extent.

Yu Man could not completely control his body and soul, but it was enough to take away an index finger.

"……What?!"

Without pain, the rat man saw that his left index finger was covered by an ancient magic spell.

Then--

It leaves the hand, leaves the body, becomes magic power, and falls into the hands of the caster.

"You filthy, evil stranger, what the hell kind of lies did you tell?! What the hell did you do?! What kind of bullshit magic was that?!"

The rat man was furious, but looked sadly at the empty space on his hand where a finger should have been.

Soul and body - now this part is lost forever.

"Do you want me to explain it to you? Are you willing to accept my explanation?" Yu Man's voice sounded very gentle and understanding.

"I'll fucking kill you—"

"it's a pity."

The Ice Dragon swept through the winter again and attacked the enraged ratmen.

Yu Man was playing with the magic power. The magic power of the index finger of a ninth-level magician was also very sufficient.

"Let's make this—"

The magic understood Yu Man's wish and quickly began to shape it.

In an instant, it turned into a long, slender dagger.

Level seven.

There is no handle, no guard, just the blade.

He inherited the evil of the ratmen and the power of the magicians, and naturally possesses the wind attribute.

"Nice gun head—box box."

"Employer." Xiang Xiang opened his mouth, and everything Yu Man needed was revealed.

The quill was dipped into the last seventh-level medium and the spell of "dying" was written on the sword.

Then, Yu Man took the purest winter magic from the endless winter snow.

And - that bottle of holy and flawless Ice Prison Dragon bath water.

With magic power and bath water, and the enchanter's gift—

They were poured onto the sword.

Flowing—and then solidifying.

The lines, as fine as leaves, quickly froze.

Unlike the complicated process last time, this time they used the Ice Prison Dragon's bath water, an incredible high-end luxury material, and this is its winter domain.

The gun handle is therefore natural.

"Send it home and end this battle."

Yu Man held the ice spear and injected one enchantment after another.

finally--

The power of "dying" was activated by her.