Also known as: “Is It Really So Wrong for a Mage Like Me to Fight in Close Combat?”
[Transmigration + Western Fantasy + Elves + Goblins + Giants + Necromancers]
Mino arrives in another world with peerless magical talent, but he develops a taste for the thrill of punching through flesh and slicing heads off with a sword.
Mage: “I’d only just started chanting a spell, and he was already in front of me, trying to chop off my head.”
Warrior: “I was still on guard against his magic when he suddenly appeared in front of me, trying to chop off my head.”
Head: “I didn’t even have time to think. Everything went blurry, and then I was separated from my body.”
Young Mino: “I may be a mage, but I never said I couldn’t fight!”
(I’m not good at writing blurbs. Please read the story itself.)
Can't write anymore
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Just a mouthful of text, not recommended to waste time