As everyone knows, mages who wield giant swords have a certain characteristic.
High attack, high defense, slow attack speed.
Even when facing speed-type mages, they might not be able to hit the opponent, but the opponent definitely can't break their defense.
As a mage wielding a giant sword, Winter put a lot of effort into his magic puppet's armor and weapons.
The weight of that sword alone exceeds a thousand pounds, able to destroy everything it encounters.
And the armor itself weighs several hundred pounds.
Attack and defense combined, who can rival?!
Watching the mysterious sorcerer in front of him being pushed back step by step, Winter patted Crisis on the shoulder and smiled gently, "Don't worry, with me here, no one can bully you."
"Father, you absolutely cannot kill him so easily!" Crisis said angrily.
"Hmm, I know." Winter nodded and looked at Hilia, "Aren't you going to summon your magic puppet?"
