Chapter 121 What's missing?
After losing sight, a person's ability to balance will also decrease. Although Joe quickly adjusted his body posture and raised his wand to try to fight back, he still couldn't find the right direction. The attack magic exploded two meters away from Edith and did not affect her at all.
Joe fell heavily onto the patch of mud that was sticking to the side shield.
Transfiguration spell!
Edith waved the magic wand that she had prepared long ago. Joe's hair mixed with the mud on his back and was identified as the same thing by the spell. They turned pink together.
"This is......"
Number One paused subtly.
Of course he recognized what it was, but, no matter what, it shouldn't have been on Edith's attack list.
For a moment, his sense of humor and his cognition were in conflict.
"What is this?" Joyce's tone was obviously filled with confusion.
What a strange thing, it looks like pink mist, but it has a certain entity.
"It's marshmallow," said Number One dryly.
He didn't know how to explain it to Joyce, a high-ranking nobleman who had probably never been to a civic market, so he could only repeat, "It's a kind of... candy for children."
He didn't know the specific effect of this spell, but he could tell that it was a mischievous spell created by non-guild wizards who had nothing better to do, usually used to play pranks on parties.
"It looks like this spell is very sticky." He observed it carefully and was a little surprised. "Joe's head is completely fixed."
Joe's head was indeed completely immobilized.
He was unable to move, and everything in front of his eyes was pitch black. Memories hidden deep in his mind suddenly emerged, and the anger and excitement mixed in his heart were temporarily mixed with a little fear.
This is not right!
The residual heat from the strong light just now remained on the protective shield, constantly heating his skin. The similar physical sensation made it easier to evoke people's past memories, and he struggled violently.
Not to mention, after losing his eyesight, Joe's hearing became extremely sharp. While fear dominated his emotions, the discussions around him kept coming into his ears.
"Huh, why can hair turn pink too?"
"…Marshmallow? What is this doing?"
"I have to say Joe looks much better now."
There were far more people watching the fun than students engaging in normal discussions. When something unusual suddenly broke out into the serious game, most people's first reaction was to burst into laughter.
"What kind of spell is this?"
Ursula, who rushed back to watch Edith's game, felt that it was a bit magical. She knew about marshmallows, but she had never seen something that could stick to a protective shield constructed with magic. "I don't think I've learned a similar spell? Does this spell work in daily life?"
Zebulon, who was sitting next to him, paused delicately like No. 1, "A mischievous spell."
"You know?" Ursula turned her head in surprise, her eyebrows slightly raised, "Is there any book that you have read but I haven't read?"
This sentence inexplicably gave Zebulon confidence.
"Yes." He coughed twice, pretending to be calm and composed. "As an heir, reading a lot of books is the basis."
"Candidate," Ursula corrected calmly. "So, what book did this spell come from?"
"How to Defeate Your Opponents Respectfully."
Ursula: “…”
Zebulon: “…” Oops, I said it so quickly.
Ursula: "Why do you read this kind of book?"
She had an indescribable look on her face, but she really felt that if this matter were to spread, it would damage the reputation of the royal family, so she could only force herself to swallow the ridicule.
The two fell into silence for a moment.
"…So what does this spell do?" Ursula tried to break the awkward atmosphere.
If it was really to play a prank on a friend...this kind of stickiness is really too scary.
"So even though it's called a mischief spell, it was put in a bookshelf that requires a wooden token to obtain." Zebulon returned to normal. "It should be that after actual use, it was found to be too aggressive, so it was forced to be sealed."
That's why it has both funny parts and is extremely dangerous.
On the practice field, the invisible Joe was extremely anxious listening to the sounds around him, and he couldn't even hold his wand, which almost slipped out of his hand. But his reaction was still there, and Edith's several spells were blocked, without any breakthrough.
Edith was not surprised. It was indeed much easier to not attack and just protect herself. Not to mention that Joe now had a protective shield behind him, so she didn't even have to defend against attacks from behind.
Then let’s fight in close combat.
Edith adjusted her sword grip and ran forward, avoiding Joe's large-scale attacks.
Joe's emotions were not very stable. He put down his attacking hand and turned to his head, thinking of solving the hair problem first, but when he touched it, he only felt something sticky. With a gloomy face, he wanted to cut the hair forcibly, but found that it was very tough and difficult to break.
He could pull it away by force, but that would definitely take away a large piece of flesh, which was not cost-effective for him as the game had only started ten minutes ago.
Can’t be mad…can’t.
He suddenly stretched out his hand and fanned his face. His sudden madness made Edith hesitate for a moment and she silently stopped sprinting.
"The leaf powder is working." Joyce sat up straight with her hands on the chair.
Everyone then remembered the tree that had just exploded. Edith was floating in the air and reacted quickly to let the heavy rain extinguish the tree, but Joe, who was standing under the tree, was actually drenched in powder.
The hallucination is starting to take effect?
Edith ran forward again, not to pursue the victory, but because she vaguely sensed that something was wrong.
A sane person will estimate the long term, but a madman will not.
Also, being blind, attacking based on perception alone might hurt her more easily than attacking after thinking.
Sure enough, after slapping himself, Joe suddenly struggled to break free from the adhesion on his head, struggled to stand up with blood all over his head, and rushed towards Edith with his wand tightly grasped.
Blood drew a long vertical line behind him, and the magic thread in Joe's hand also turned blood red for some reason. He put his hands together and spun them a few times, and countless silk threads fell towards Edith.
Edith narrowed her eyes.
Can't he even feel the pain?
Edith jumped to dodge, but for the sake of testing, she finally gritted her teeth and took the hit, aiming a fireball at Joe's head at the right time. Joe tilted his head slightly to avoid the fatal part, and his ears, cheeks, shoulders and neck were all burned black by the fire, but he didn't make any sound.
At the same time, more dense threads fell on Edith. This kind of thread was not as damaging as the one she had arranged for Palmer, but the large number of threads could still cause considerable wounds.
"Joe is in a hallucination and seems to be unable to feel pain!" Number One followed the game scene and commented, "Edith faced the attack head-on and stabbed out with the sword!"
Edith decided to ignore the thread.
She put the wand back into her pocket, raised the sword with both hands, and pierced through the gap that had just been burned on Joe's shoulder and neck. With the help of the platform, she slashed quickly and deeply into the side of Joe's face.
The boy instantly tightened the thread and leaned to the lower left to avoid it. Edith was almost pressed under Joe because of the weight of the sword, but she adjusted the force point of the sword in time, stabilized her body, and pressed down Joe's shoulder amid exclamations.
The boy fell to the ground at an angle, with the intact shoulder sinking into the mud. Under the impact of the sword, it slid forward along the bloodstain.
The mud splashed and the remaining puddles on the ground slowed down Joe's movement towards the edge. Finally, the corner of his shoulder sank into the shallow pit and he stopped undignifiedly.
His face was covered in dirty water and mud, and his open eyes looked particularly bright in contrast. Edith thought he could see her until she heard him mumbling something.
"No..." he muttered to himself, "No darkness, no lying down, no-"
"What is Joe saying?" Number One stood up and looked down anxiously, wishing he had two more ears. There must be something hidden that could make Edith stop, but unfortunately, no one present could hear his voice clearly, and they could only barely see his moving lips with the help of magic.
"Why doesn't Edith do anything?" Hedda became anxious. "Kill him now!"
"Joe's line is still wrapped around her. If she pierces him rashly, he might tighten his grip." Tuttle paid more attention to the situation. "She has to find a way to break free first."
Edith's mind was racing at this moment.
Darkness, lying down, what else is missing - whispers and high temperatures?
Edith took a deep breath, thought for a while, and finally found a long spell in her mind that had the function of heating.
That was the first few pages of the prank spell book, but she had forgotten about it because it was too useless and ordinary. The spell was called "Study Hard", and the principle was that the edge of the paper would become wrinkled when heated, making it look like it had been touched many times; and the long spell characters would make a passing mother think that you were studying hard - very suitable for fooling parents.
I didn't expect it would come in handy at this time.
Edith lowered her voice and chanted the spell slowly and softly.
Her hand was placed on the back of Joe's neck in front of everyone's astonished gazes, and the unintelligible mumblings from her mouth made her look even more strange. No one knew what she was doing, they could only see beads of sweat gradually oozing out of Joe's forehead, which flowed down her cheeks to her chin and dripped down. Her body also began to tremble violently, and she gasped from time to time, as if she was trapped in a nightmare from which she could not wake up.
"Edith seems to have used some kind of torture spell?" Number One's tone became uncertain. This kind of mental torture spell was strictly prohibited from being used in the competition. If Edith really did this, she would most likely be disqualified from the competition.
The observer raised his hand to express his objection, and the referee quickly sought the teacher's consent and walked into the competition venue wearing a protective shield.
Edith was still chanting the spell, and sweat was oozing out of her forehead, burning her skin like the heat, making her feel a little dizzy.
She sensed the referee sitting down next to her and taking out a small box to record the magical fluctuations in her body.
I think I'm planning to take it back for further analysis.
Edith ignored it and continued with her actions, feeling Joe's increasing trembling with fear.
"You don't care?"
In the stands, an exquisitely dressed lady frowned and covered her mouth with a fan. “Are we just going to let this girl torture our opponents?”
"There is no evidence to prove that she used a forbidden spell." The accompanying teacher said with a smile, "If this happens, we will be the first to disqualify Griffin from the competition?"
The lady still frowned: "Just disqualified from the competition?"
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