Although Eugene hadn’t known that he’d be fighting Ciel all of a sudden, he had no intention of going easy on her.

It wasn’t because Ciel hadn’t been amused by the joke he had thrown out. Definitely not. Ignoring the way his flushed ears were burning with embarrassment, Eugene stretched his hand out towards Ciel.

The mana in the air fluctuated. Spotting the magic missiles that had instantly appeared to surround her, Ciel sent a signal to her wyvern with a click of her tongue.

“Kyaaaak!” As the wyvern let out a high-pitched cry, it flapped its wings.

These winged lizards, which looked ever so similar to dragons, might not be able to cast spells on their own, but they could do something similar. With their strong resistance to magic, wyverns could disrupt spells with a flap of their wings.

The trajectories of the magic missiles shooting towards Ciel were instantly diverted in all directions. Without resisting the force of the wind, Ciel held her body like an arrow and converted the wind into her support. Having accelerated herself even further by doing this, Ciel thrust forth her rapier.

“Well now,” Eugene hummed in amusement.

It seemed this wouldn’t be just a savage battle where they each planted their feet onto the ground and swung their swords at each other. As he felt a small sense of excitement from this realization, Eugene tightened his grip on Wynnyd.

Clang!

A sword strike that rose from below deflected Ciel’s rapier. At the same time, the whip that Eugene was holding in his left hand snapped forward.

Ciel couldn’t help but be flustered for a moment by the whip’s strange movement. This was because it hadn’t been swung forward, but instead, it had shot straight ahead like an arrow.

“Ugh!” Ciel grunted in exertion.

The whip looked as if it was about to pierce her shoulder, but Ciel hastily twisted her body mid-air. Right at that moment, Eugene’s wrist, which was still guiding the whip, bent to the side. This twist changed the whip’s trajectory.

The whip curved around and wrapped around Ciel’s waist. Then, Eugene pulled on it, dragging Ciel down to the ground.

Recovering from the fall, Ciel raised her head, an extremely twisted look on her face.

Eugene was still floating in mid-air. With a smirk, Eugene pulled on the whip once more. The force on the whip wrapped around Ciel’s hips wasn’t that strong. If Eugene was determined to tighten the whip’s grip on...