Chapter 12
The boar circled a few steps around Rebilton, as if testing him.
"There are quite a few giant boars in the North too, you know. The hunters of Ruure hunt fellows like that with just a single sword, without any magic whatsoever."
"In this state, all the Magical Power in your body must be drawn to your lower abdon."
"It won't be easy at first."
"It's very dangerous, so when practicing, you should only gather a very small amount."
"If you mishandle this pooled Magical Power and it goes to your heart, head, or other organs, it will cause serious damage."
Soon, seeing that Rebilton had no openings, the boar pawed at the ground with its forelegs and prepared to charge. Even with Rebilton's large build, he looked precarious compared to the giant boar, which reached a shoulder height of 4 ters.
"Once you've gathered enough Magical Power, operate it according to the next movent."
"The exploding Magical Power flows sequentially through the muscles, allowing you to swing your sword with power you couldn't normally achieve."
"Now, like this...!"
The boar charged, and Rebilton also sprang forward to et it.
Ethan saw Rebilton swing his sword with a large motion, narrowly dodging the boar's side, but he couldn't understand the exact movent.
The mont he blinked, Rebilton had already returned to a standing posture.
The boar turned as if it didn't know what had happened, and then saw its tusk drop to the ground with a thud.
Then, blood poured out profusely from the boar's mouth and the cut at the front of its skull, and it knelt and collapsed.
The blade seed to have reached the brain.
The boar, unable to use one leg, repeatedly tried to get up, struggled sideways, and then stopped moving.
"This technique is called 'Tusk Shatter'. It's one of the Hunter's Swords."
Even the Mazok, seeing Rebilton cut down the giant boar in a single stroke, hesitated to approach.
Rebilton said.
"Let's go quickly. There should be horses left."
"Ah, yes!"
The mont Rebilton was about to enter the stable, a huge teal beam covering his body was shot from the shadows of the stable.
-Bang!
The beam shattered several trees and sent Rebilton flying into the forest beyond.
"Professor!"
Ethan was grabbed by the collar by a long, thin red tentacle that appeared from the shadows.
"Kuh."
What appeared from the shadows was Assistant Investigator Shirund Zen.
As Ethan reached into his coat, a second tentacle that sprang from Shirund's shadow quickly grabbed Ethan's hand.
And a third and fourth tentacle gripped Ethan's remaining limbs as if they would break.
Shirund walked over and grabbed the Glock 45 that Ethan was holding.
"Just as I thought."
"What do you an, 'just as I thought'?"
"I know it. It's an object called a 'Handgun'."
"It's Terra's magic."
"And according to my mory... it seems to be a type called 'Glock'."
Ethan said to Demi.
Shirund said.
"You don't need to bother thinking about whether to say sothing or not. Your will isn't important."
"→Maraina Masara."
Shirund's hand touched Ethan's head.
And nothing happened.
"Hmm."
"Huh?"
"That's right. 'The One Who Doesn't Dream', is it."
Ethan was about to ask what that was, but it wasn't the ti, and Shirund didn't give him the chance.
"Well, I take back what I just said. It would be better if you speak with your will if possible."
"...Move this guy quickly. Before the other professors make things troubleso."
Ethan's mouth was soon gagged and he was bound.
Demi said.
Ethan's Black Magic, especially the most important part, the 'power to return to the past even upon death', is maintained through the contract with Demi.
If the contract with Demi disappears, Ethan's life will be fixed.
He will die without returning.
Ethan said.
Demi said.
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