Snow Witch'S Journey
Fire vs Snow

His right hand was like catching something in the air, a magic wand appeared in his hand. A huge fireball was created from the end of his stick and launched towards me. I brushed it off with a magic wand that made the fireball bounce off towards the chunks of ice I created. The chunks of ice shattered along with the fireball.

“So it was you who attacked me outside the gate!?”

“Ah, the? I just want to test you and make you die without anyone else knowing as if you died for no reason. But, I can't believe you managed to get rid of it so easily.”

“Basic, gil— woman" He threw another fireball at me before I could finish my sentence.

“Yes for mercy.”

At the end of the stick I pointed forward, I made a triangular ice sheet with a very sharp cone. I shot out an ice cone that I made as cold, dense, and as sharp as possible until it managed to cut the fireball into two halves. The ice cone kept on blowing. The girl jumped to the side to avoid my attack.

“Your reputation as the worst witch is undoubtedly.”

We stood face to face with a distance of at least five meters. He's on the beach and I'm on the pier turned back to the lighthouse tower. This fight should not need to continue anymore because everything is just a misunderstanding. Merely, the red-haired girl was too stubborn to be told the truth. I actually don't want to end up fighting each other, but I also don't want to lose just like that and become the victim of a wrong capture.

I don't know how stubborn his head was, to the point that he gave me the same fireball attack constantly. At least eight fireballs he released. It all ended in vain.

“Stop it—"

Now he was holding his magic wand with both hands while putting on powerful horses. A bright red light flashed not only on his staff but all around him. Gradually from the empty air, there appeared sparks that grew and elongated. He raised the temperature around him with magic. Then there was a fire in the air that flowed like water. A number of streams of flames were swiftly creeping towards me like creatures with instincts. The flames licked the air and added to the growing flow of other flames. Counted five blazes in various corners in front of me.

From the sidelines of the snow blanket, I saw the girl pulling her legs back, forming a semicircle. The friction of his feet on the snowless sand of the beach created a huge blaze. He has no intention of stopping. He turned his magic wand on the flames until it fused and enveloped the entire magic wand into a whirlpool of fire. Then, in a single thrust forward, the flames just now reinforced with magic were released into a huge sea of flames that charged towards me. I ducked to my stomach to avoid the flames. I waited for the fire to pass by while pulling my hat from burning. The fire burned and melted the ice in the lighthouse until it melted back into the ocean—my snow blanket was clearly unable to hold it.

I underestimated him too much because of his stupid brain and monotonous fireball attacks. That girl is not just a witch. He understood his magic techniques and used them to reach his greatest potential.

The sea of fire that stretched above me had already vanished, I immediately woke up. Suddenly, my magic wand slipped out of my hand. Fly away and be caught by thick gloved hands. The witch took my wand so I couldn't wiggle.

“In this way, you've lost. Surrender!” He kept my wand inside his thick robe.

“Redden?” My snooze came out on its own. “My mom never taught me to give up.” I filled my lungs with air—although there was a slight scents of gosong— while pressing my right leg backwards as strongly as possible. “As long as you know, Miss Investigator, a real witch will never give up.”

I gathered magic energy on both my palms and my right foot. Once it felt full, I pushed my right leg which was already strengthened with magic, giving it a powerful jump so I darted very fast in front of the girl. He was surprised until he almost lost his balance. But before that, with both of my hands filled with a pool of wind, I pointed it at the girl's stomach. As I released the restrained energy, a strong wind instantly churned out creating a powerful impulse that threw the girl far high in the sky beyond the height of the lighthouse tower.

His terrified cries crept across the sky like a bird that screamed loudly at the loss of its wings. “Ups, it looks like I overdone.”

When it had reached its peak, the girl slowed down, then slowly descended and instantly plunged free like being pulled by an extremely powerful energy from below. The girl who previously could only have a sharp and rough-pitched face now cried out in fear half to death when in the sky there she could do nothing but fall. His robe was opened and blown upwards, his hat had already been removed from his head

I felt something strange as I watched the girl continue to fall down. Just as I realized, he didn't call his broomstick. I'm panicking. If I hadn't saved him, he would have hit the ground and died, I thought. I don't want to be a law enforcement killer either.