The Knight Who Devou Chapter 73 : Chapter 73

Chapter 73: Just, Die

‘Now.’

Muno forced himself to pull his mind together.

He grit his teeth against the extre pain that washed over him when one of his chains lted in an instant, and moved the remaining chains.

He barely managed to parry the pouring rocks and sharply carved trees.

Kwang!

“Keok!”

He even took one of the rocks with his body at an angle, and barely managed to send one chain to the witch's feet.

Kwajik.

The chain made a very small hole in the woman's barrier.

"Hmph……."

The mont he saw the witch snort at that.

The small dagger that had shot up like a lightning bolt through that small hole went straight through the woman's torso vertically.

No, it tried to.

If the robe the witch was wearing had been just an ordinary piece of clothing.

Kwang.

"Kyaa!"

The mont the red robe moved on its own to block the dagger, Muno's face contorted.

'Damn it!'

His body, which was already exhausted to its limits, felt much heavier.

"You bastard!!"

The witch, who had been montarily thrown into the air, shouted, her pale face turning red again.

Urururururung.

Kwajik.

Kwadeudeuk.

At the sa ti, a barrage of rocks and trees that shot up from the ground again poured down on his entire body.

He had no ans or strength to block it.

…Damn it.

"Mya!?"

"Sorry!"

He instinctively hugged the baby dragon and crouched down, but.

Kwang!

"Keok!"

His body, which was hit by a rock in mid-air with nowhere to stand, was thrown back helplessly.

And.

Kwang!

Again and again.

Kwang! Kwang!

And again.

Kwadeudeuk.

'Kkeueuk.'

The barrage of rocks and trees that flew in and hit him one after another made him feel a pain that turned his mind white for a mont.

'Am I going to die like this…?'

He instinctively rembered his last monts in his previous life, and just as a sense of distant despair began to set in.

Kwang.

"Keuk!"

The impact of hitting the ground hard made him let out another groan.

"Miyaa…?"

And.

Imdiately, from a close distance, he heard a familiar, unpleasant voice.

"If it weren't for His command……."

Along with a voice full of dissatisfaction, he suddenly felt his body being lifted.

Kwadeudeuk.

He felt sothing roughly coiling around his body.

"Keu…?"

His command?

Don't tell …….

'Is she not going to kill

either?'

He was surprised, but thanks to that, he snapped to his senses.

'If she won't kill ……. There's a way.'

The mont he saw a way to live, he could forget the pain that engulfed his body.

His instincts, which had grabbed onto a small hope, flashed, and his senses and vision began to scan everything around him in an instant.

Whether she knew it or not, the witch snorted and pointed at his body, no, at the object that was coiling around his body.

"It's a magical tool that restricts all your strength and mana.

Well, if you can absorb demonic energy, go ahead. It's a low-grade magical tool anyway, so you won't be able to recover your stamina, and once the demonic energy is gone, it will harden in that shape."

Heh.

"But after that, I'll personally pierce your body and bind you.

If you don't want to be a skewer, let's go quietly. Got it?"

The presence of sothing that looked like wood(?) wrapped around his entire body in three layers and the madness glittering in the witch's eyes made him frown again.

On top of that.

"Mya!!"

The baby dragon, which had been floating in the air, was now tied up with a black rope made of demonic energy.

'Eu…?'

When he saw it trying to bite the rope.

'Don't! Not now!'

Muno looked at it with a desperate heart in the thought that flashed like lightning.

"Mya…?"

Did his heart get through?

The baby dragon tilted its head and then stopped its attempt to bite with a sullen face.

That sight seed to have looked quite different to the woman.

"Right, you'll only get hurt if you struggle."

…As expected.

That woman doesn't know that it can absorb magic.

Could it be that she thought even that was my ability?

"An imprinting phenonon?

Still, to be able to communicate with just a look. Were wyverns this smart? It's unexpected."

Hm?

Why doesn't she seem to think it's a dragon?

Another doubt arose, but that was also for a mont.

The crisis was not over yet.

"Well, you're a persistent one.

There are many things I want to ask, but……."

The woman who had co right up to him gave a bloodthirsty smile and thrust her dog-headed staff at him.

A faint fla flickered at the end of the staff. It was the blue fla that had almost killed him once.

"First, let's break a few places and think."

With a chilling smile, she swung the staff and struck his left ankle.

However.

Kwang!

With just that small fla, it could never pierce his armor.

Hwareureuk.

"Keu…."

The armor on his ankle lted slightly, but as he absorbed the magic contained in that thick fla, a little bit of vitality returned to his body.

And it seed the witch was not very pleased with that.

“…Keu, keukuk. Kyahahahaha. Right.

Not the chains, but the entire armor? Hahahaha.

You damn bastard, it's not easy to cut off even one ankle, is it!?"

Her disheveled blonde hair from the fierce battle, her pale complexion, and her round, sweat-drenched face began to be tinged with madness.

"Good. Then can you block this too?"

A small blue fla shot up from the dog's head on the staff again.

A blue fla the size of a fingernail.

But that fla, containing the heat of hell within it, ca right up to his face.

"Now, let's test if your face can also absorb the power of the great Outer God."

This bitch, her eyes have gone crazy.

'X-ba….'

Honestly, I was really scared.

But I didn't want to show it.

"You'll die if you do that, wouldn't you? Weren't you supposed to keep

alive?"

"Hmph! You won't die from having one eye seared!"

The witch snorted and spat out bloodthirsty words, but at that mont, she changed the blue fla to a red fla.

Of course, it wasn't like that fla couldn't sear one of his eyes.

But with just that, he could confirm again that the witch couldn't kill him.

That's why.

"I'm already hurting all over, I wonder if I can live with an eye gone……."

He could afford to make such a joke.

"Of course. I'll keep you alive sohow, so you just have to scream."

"You don't have recovery magic, do you?"

He was thinking of buying so ti.

"There is nothing impossible for the great magic!"

The mont he heard that absurd nonsense.

"Then you should recover your own ankle and say that."

In front of the crazy-eyed woman, he had unknowingly stuck a fatal dagger.

"You crazy bastard!! How dare you!!!"

In an instant, the X woman beca a crazy X.

Hwareureuk.

The red fla turned back into a blue fla and even grew in size.

When his hair was about to burn from the heat alone.

'Now!'

"Mya!"

The baby dragon, which had already eaten the magic that had bound Muno following his glance, fell to the ground with a thud.

"What…?"

Thanks to that, the crazy X's eyes shifted slightly in that direction.

And at that mont, Muno moved.

Shwook.

He absorbed the demonic energy of the magical tool that had bound him in an instant.

Kwajik.

He moved the crumpled and discarded dagger that no one had been paying attention to, making it crawl slowly on the ground and then leap up.

And at that mont, Muno squeezed out all his remaining strength.

'Acceleration.'

Kwadeudeuk.

The mont the flying dagger cut one side of the binding magical tool, the binding was torn apart shabbily.

And until the mont the black dagger was caught in his hand and changed its form back to a Two-handed sword.

The poor and weak magician's body couldn't even turn its gaze away from the baby dragon.

And.

Kung.

Muno's body, which seed to be moving alone in that slowed ti, roughly crushed the ground and twisted all the muscles in his body.

'Wind Slicer.'

A superposition of the family's secret arts that he was trying for the first ti.

A gamble with everything on the line was swung as it was.

Flash.

Even in the slowed ti, he felt the pleasure of everything in front of him being split apart with a strong ray of light.

However.

Kwaaaaaaaang!

Kwakwakwakwakwa.

That one strike, which created an aftershock just by swinging a sword, only achieved half success.

"Kyaaaaak!"

The mont the red barrier that he had seen twice before rose up, it was shattered.

He broke the dog-headed staff and tore the front of that suspicious robe, but he couldn't take the enemy's life.

But fortunately.

"Keolluk. Uweek. Ho-how…? Uweeek."

It seed that shattering the barrier was the fatal blow, as the witch was busy vomiting blood.

Of course.

Kung.

"Kkeueueung."

Muno was also staggering from a feeling of exhaustion and dizziness as if his body weight had evaporated by 5kg in an instant.

Using a superposition of secret arts with an exhausted body was probably too much.

'Shi, shiX.'

Kung.

He tried to hold on as his body wouldn't move as he wished and his eyes were closing.

But his body, which had already been pushed beyond its limits several tis, did not respond.

As his vision gradually blurred and even his forcedly raised knee was about to give way, he saw the crazed witch getting up again.

'Ah, this can't be happening.'

Just when his heart was full of resentnt.

"Mya!!"

The baby dragon ca waddling over, flapping its small wings with a cute cry, and licked his face.

And at that mont, a single stream of refreshing 'mana' that seeped into his mind helped him hold onto his fading consciousness.

Lick. Lick.

Every ti the rough tongue licked his face, his depleted mana began to recover little by little.

Although the amount was not much, it was enough to shake off the feeling of exhaustion that had made him feel like he was about to lose consciousness.

'If you could do this, you should have done it earlier…….'

He had a slightly empty thought for a mont.

But seeing the round eyes staring blankly at him, only a smile ca out.

"…Thanks, Miya."

"Miya?"

"Because you keep crying 'miya'.

Your na is Miya now."

"Mya?"

"I can't just keep calling you 'hey' or 'you'."

"Mya!"

Lick. Lick.

Seeing it continue to lick his face with its eyes curved in an arc, it seed to an that it liked it.

Thanks to that, he recovered the minimum strength to move his body again.

And.

Twe.

"Now let's really see the end of this, you X X."

Kung.

As soon as he forced himself to stand up and take a step, he saw the staggering witch look at him, then vomit blood again with an 'uwek' and collapse to her knees.

And.

Chwareureureuk.

The iron chain that shot out as it was coiled around the witch's body.

For a mont, he felt the demonic energy resisting absorption, but.

"Uwek!"

Keolluk. Keolluk.

The mont the witch vomited blood again, all the demonic energy began to be absorbed into his body.

"You, you cursed bastard. You blasphemous… How could a bastard like you……."

Keolluk.

He didn't even care about the witch grinding her teeth and glaring at him.

Because a large amount of demonic energy, enough to make him shudder even in that state, was being absorbed.

Of course, he wouldn't be able to achieve another evolution right now without an enlightennt anyway.

If so.

'I'll use it all for recovery.'

Jiiiiing.

As the lted chain on his left arm and the crumpled or lted armor were regenerated, the fatigue and wounds on his body also began to disappear as if washed away in an instant.

"Heu…."

That strange sense of exhilaration added strength to his steps.

Jeobeok.

"Wa-wait!"

Jeobeok.

"I, I'm still…."

Jeobeok.

"I don't want to die!"

Jeobeok.

With the struggling witch right in front of him, Muno smiled fiercely.

"It was a really dirty relationship. Let's not see each other again. Well, not that we will."

Woodeuk.

The mont he clenched his fist.

"A-am I not pretty!?"

The witch let out a bizarre shout, like a final desperate cry.

It was so absurd that he montarily hesitated.

"…What are you talking about."

"I-I, even though I look like this, I was called the most beautiful woman in the ducal family, and within the organization! You know, it's hard to find a beautiful woman like !"

"Ha?"

"Y-you can do whatever you want. You can seal my magic, you, you can do whatever you want to . If you keep

alive, I'll be of great use."

Buuk.

The witch with an urgent complexion forcefully twisted her body bound by the chains, and the already torn robe and the clothes inside were torn even more, revealing her underwear.

'Ah, the sll….'

He frowned on his own.

But the witch seed to have interpreted it completely differently.

"I-I'll be useful in bed too. Don't you think so?

I'm like this now because I'm injured, but, i-if I just clean up a bit, I'm really pretty, you know?"

Clean up?

Muno's face contorted even more at the fact that the word 'wash' didn't co out even while she was spouting that nonsense.

"I've also been told many tis that I'm prettier than that Flower of the North! I-I'll do really well, so sohow, just my life…."

The witch with a pleading look in her eyes hurriedly arranged her ssy red hair and made a pitiful expression.

Putting aside her obvious dark intentions.

He just couldn't sympathize with her words at all.

"Pretty my ass……."

"…What?"

"A pig that doesn't even wash."

"You…!? W-what did you just say…!?"

Even in this situation, did she not want to hear that she was ugly?

The one word she shouted with a venomous expression for a mont.

"Just, die."

Kwang!

Beca the witch's last words.