Easy Wins Always Need Some Setup

The figure revealed when the barrier shattered.

Hair gleaming in the moonlight, fingers extending from slender arms, and a dress black as pitch.

An ordinary person would think she was a beautiful woman, and a mage would sense something extraordinary, but….

Anyone capable of sensing authority would know.

‘This overwhelming absurdity… this pressure strong enough to kill…!’

An ultra-high-tier being, the King of Wings.

The Demon Grand Duke Ceres. An unmistakable monster against whom even victory was uncertain.

“Why are you in a place like this!”

Yale’s entire body, which had been trying to emerge from the book, froze.

An indescribable terror rose from Yale’s toes...