A Wild Last Boss App Chapter 17 (2)

With the clasp of the cloak removed, the wings spread. A sense of release surged through my whole body. It felt terrible to have one’s own wings binding oneself. Or rather, anyone who enjoyed it must be truly disgusting.

Well, while I was saying this, I was sending everyone around me flying. This was the guy whom Megrez said was manipulating Aries, right?

…Ah, he was one of the Seven Luminaries or something.

"Seven Luminaries… Uh, I never heard of them."

"Let me explain!"

Dina teleported next to me the moment I finished my sentence.

Hm. Well, it would be really helpful, but has exposition bee your hobby recently?

"The Seven Luminaries are the generals among demons. The group was formed eighty years ago. Beside the Demon King and his son, they could be considered to be the most powerful demons today."

"…Are they only this strong? He seems to be only around Level 300 or so."

"This is because of the drop in power across the demon race. Although humans lost the war against the demons, the demons were severely weakened as well. Most of the powerful demons died in the war. Otherwise, the world would have been destroyed long ago."

Ah. I see. I finally understand.

I had been wondering how humans maintained the power balance against the demons. Now that I thought about it, the assumption that demons were as powerful as before was wrong to begin with. There were high-level and mid-level players in this world as well. After that devastating war, it would be weird if the other side remained unhurt.

Hm? Am I the only one left in this world that could oppose the Demon King?

"By the way, Lady Ruphas, aren’t you going for the finishing blow? It looks like you didn’t even kill a single monster."

"Hm? Oh… About that, I don’t have the interest to kill monsters that were being manipulated. My enemy is still the demon race."

I said as I shook my finger lightly. Then, the swords that scattered the monsters all over the place suddenly vanished. This was the deposition of alchemical creations.

"What should we do with these monsters? After losing their master, they should return to the wilds, but then they may start attacking people."

"I have a solution… Capture!"

I activated the monster tamer’s basic skill, Capture. There was a certain amount of chance that the monster tamer could capture monsters which were unable to move or whose hit points were below a certain amount. The amount one could capture and the success rate increased along with skill level.

I could capture ten monsters in one go. At this rate, I would need to repeat fifty times, but it was worth a try. This was impossible in the game, but the enemy acplished it as a matter of fact.

That Mars guy should be controlling the monsters with monster tamer skills like me. If he could do it, then I should be able to do the same. Since this was not a game, there would be no excuses like "It would break game balance, so only enemies could use it."

In other words, these monsters were not considered as individuals, but rather as a group.

Mixed Monster Army

Level: ■■

Race: ■■

HP ■■■■

SP ■■■■

STR (Strength) ■■■

DEX (Dexterity) ■■■

VIT (Vitality) ■■■

INT (Intelligence) ■■■

AGI (Agility) ■■■

MND (Mind) ■■■

LUK (Luck) ■■■

Well, it was successful, but what was this?

Was the display bugged? Was it because the individual statuses were different, so it could not be displayed?

It was impossible to tell how strong they were. However, the capture was successful, and I had a sense of control over these monsters. Therefore, I merely had to mand them to return to their original locations and not attack people.

I had no intention of bringing them along, as they would attract too much attention.

"Then, you are the only one left—Aries."

I narrowed my eyes… and turned to Aries, who was staring at me. He had a shocked expression, as if he could not believe what he had seen.

Well~ I could understand his feelings. Someone who died two hundred years ago appeared alive out of nowhere. There would be an urge to say, "You still have the cheek to e back."

But I just pretended that I didn’t care and came close to Aries.

"Well, Aries. Can you not believe what you are seeing? Or do you suspect I’m merely someone who looks similar?"

"…Ru…phas…!"

Then, what would Aries do? It would be nice if he acted maturely.

If he shouted "Impostor!