"As support, we should be at the back of the team, never rushing to the front, and definitely not being the first to fall." Amidst the chaotic battlefield of swords and magic, Tick, shielding Wendy behind him, earnestly imparted his support skills. "What if the enemy bypasses Erza and the others and charges straight at us?" "Use spatial magic to throw him back to Erza." "But I don't know spatial magic!" "That's alright. In that case, or when all the teammates in front have fallen, we can activate the second phase." "Second phase?" "Yes, the essence of support is to help teammates eliminate the enemy, so—" "Shape Magic: Three Egyptian Gods!" Tick clapped his hands, and a giant wooden figure, with a water dragon coiled on his left arm and an immortal firebird wrapped around his right, rose from the ground, slapping the foolish enemy into a two-dimensional form. (The protagonist is not a transmigrator, and isn't even human.)