King Hispenril climbed to the highest point and filled his rib cage with air so that his upper body swelled.
He then pulled back both fists at shoulder height and shot them out.
“Sparrow hunting!”
Kwaaaaang!
Two ray of aura light split the darkness of the sky diagonally.
A total of five shadowy monsters were swept by the aura.
Two that were hit directly lted away in the light without a trace, and the other three fell down, struggling with only half of their silhouettes remaining.
As the people on the ground cleaned up, the monsters crumbled like ash and disappeared.
“Wow!”
“As expected, Your Majesty the Duke!”
“Long live King Hispenril!”
The knights cheered and called King Hispenril. The morale was greatly boosted.
“I’ll take care of the spill, Father!”
“Got it, Elthea!”
Elthea, the top-level expert, joined in and shot out a harpoon-like aura, knocking down two more.
The number of shadow monsters was reduced to six due to the combined attack of the father and daughter. However, the remaining ones were tenacious.
As the terrifying aura beams and aura harpoons continued to decorate the sky, the shadow monsters gave up on attacking and focused on evasive maneuvers.
King Hispenril’s accuracy dropped significantly due to the possessed acrobatics.
The range was sufficient, but the fact that the direction was fixed in a straight line was a weakness.
In addition, the laser cannon-like attack consud a lot of aura.
After firing those things in pairs dozens of tis, it was inevitable that there would be a limit.
In the end, the activities of the Hispenril family ended with the additional shooting down of one more shadow monster.
The remaining number was five.
As the attacks of the central figure, Prince Hispenril, ceased, there was no way to control the shadow monsters’ breath.
The five shadow monsters opened their mouths wide as if they had been waiting.
Black flas rose from their abyss-like throats.
“Oh my God!”
“Oh, no!”
If the monsters’ breaths continued to pour out like this, the flas in the square would intensify even more.
Behind the front lines, there were still citizens who had not yet been able to evacuate to the outskirts.
The knights held their breath and glared with bloodshot eyes.
The citizens shouted with faces filled with despair.
“Oh, God!”
“Look down on us......!”
Since the founding of the church, the people of the duchy have been calling out to God in a fervent expression of their faith.
To their surprise, their God willingly gave them a savior.
A soft female voice cut through the night air.
“Divine punishnt.”
The thunder obeyed the voice’s master and responded to the summons.
A whopping ten beams of light descended upon the night sky.
Kwakwakwang!
The shadowy monsters pierced by lightning fluttered like torn sheets of paper.
They flapped their wings to regain their balance, but there was no ti for that.
Whirlirik!
The seven aura blades drew sharp trajectories.
The monsters’ screams rang out every ti the darkness was torn and light flashed.
The last shadow monster that was torn apart fell to the ground.
However, it did not hit the ground.
A single auror blade that flew horizontally pierced the monster's body without rcy.
Puss!
The monster disappeared as if it had exploded.
The auror swords that had finished the aerial battle were retrieved in unison.
The destination was the roof of a three-story building.
There was a swordsman with long, flowing pink hair. Everyone recognized her.
"Baby?"
"Child?"
"Chief?"
"Sister?"
"Noona?"
"Yeha?"
They all called each other by different titles, but they all pointed to the sa person.
"I stopped by for a mont, so I'm late. Sorry."
Aylet Rodelin. She ca back.
"Child!"
"Aylet!"
Aylet's precious people called her na again.
It was a voice that coexisted with resentnt for why she ca now and relief that she was safe.
anwhile, Elthea and King Hispenril looked at Aylet and opened their green eyes to their limits.
The swords of light spread out behind Aylet's back were embedded in their retinas.
"Our daughter..."
"Our granddaughter..."
The words ca out at the sa ti.
"She beca an Aura Master..."
I don't know what happened, but it was amazing and admirable that ~Nоvеl𝕚ght~ she returned ho safely without running away, and she even beca an Aura Master.
The two were so moved that they couldn't express it in words.
It was at that ti that the situation changed drastically.
Whioooooo!
The vortex in the gate began to spin quickly and roughly.
Everyone instinctively felt that the hole was about to spit out sothing unusual again.
Swish.
A humanoid being erges from the gate.
A male demon with a coat draped over his shoulders like a cape and a fedora over his blond hair.
“Hoo.”
He tapped the floor with his gentleman’s staff and took a drag on his lit cigar.
A slightly hoarse voice that matched his squinty eyes. It filled the air with a sense of oppression.
“I ca to find my beloved pigeons.”
The master of the space beyond the gate revealed himself to the human world.✠[ Warning. Walpurgis Night is in progress.]
[ Warning. ‘Slave Trader Nazril Wizaderun’, 175th in the Demon World hierarchy, has appeared in the human world.]
[ Warning. The demonization of the entire city is accelerating due to Walpurgis Night and the influence of the SS-rank boss.] Nazril jumped up onto the roof. It was to match my height.
“I’m late in introducing myself. I am Nazril, the head of the Wizaderun siding who sponsored this Walpurgis Night.”
When he took off his fedora, his blond hair like a lion’s mane was revealed.
It was a gentlemanly manner, but his red eyes with slit pupils could not hide their raw savagery.
A sharp gaze from those eyes pierced across the distance.
“You seem to be the strongest among humans. What’s your na?”
“Shin Seong-gyeong, Aylet Rodelin.”
“Hmm, are you the Executor of Danak that Lord Carpeios ntioned?”
“I guess you call that on purpose.”
“I guess so.”
Nazril took a deep drag on his cigar.
“They say that if I die by your hand, it’s not reincarnation, but annihilation.”
“If you’re scared, then run away.”
“You’re scared. It’s exciting.”
The magic overflowed from Nazril's body. The blond hair that had grown out of control rose up in the gentle rising air current.
It seed as if Nazril's already tall body had swelled up.
I could hear people gasping for breath here and there.
It was because people were terrified by Nazril's intimidation.
At that mont, a gentle yet firm voice rang in my ears.
It was Agnes.
My gaze naturally went down to the cross pendant on her chest.
"Are you scared? When did you co?"
"Welco, Agnes."
She greeted happily, slightly clenching and releasing the cross pendant with her left hand.
At that mont, Nazril's hoarse voice ca in, scratching my eardrums unpleasantly.
"Do you know? My job is a slave trader. I'm curious when I see you."
"......."
"How much can I get if I 'deliver' the New Testant to the black auction?"
Nazril curled the corners of his mouth and playfully twirled his staff.
I just laughed at the absurd provocation, but... ... .
Agnes scoffed coldly.
"Hey!"
"Captain!"
Familiar voices called out to loudly.
My grandfather, mother, and fellow knights had inford that they were ready to fight together at any ti.
I had no doubt that if I were to assign each of them a role here, they would all perform admirably.
But that wasn't my strategy.
Rolling my eyes, I looked down and saw the ground where the battle with the demon army was not over yet.
I glared at Nazril in front of and spoke to my team.
“Everyone, continue what you were doing.”
“Huh? Baby?”
“Captain?”
I clearly explained the strategy.
“I’ll let her play by herself.”
Boom!
A loud noise echoed beneath my feet. The two legs carrying the queen’s brute strength ran across the rooftop at explosive speed.
“I guess I don’t need to check the health of the product.”
Nazril spit out her cigar in front of her nose. The ash that had spread out grew bigger and burned red.
They flew towards as a red ball of fla.
This kind of restraint would not work on . The seven Aura Blades that were serving quickly went ahead and escorted .
In the night sky, white flashes of light drew sharp trajectories without pause, and red flas burst out like fireworks.
“Crazy, that’s Auror Master.”
“You’re killing it, Sister.”
I think I heard Ipael and Ash’s voices from sowhere.
My approach speed toward Nazril didn’t slow down at all.
Realizing that a distraction attack wouldn’t work on , Nazril changed his thod to sothing more devilish.
“Then how about this?”
Hwarururuk!
Nazril waved his cigar-holding hand widely, and more fireballs were created in a wider area. This ti, the target of the attack wasn’t .
Special privilege for the possessed
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