“Nnn, nyaa~” Divine Beast Rollodeen ows while having her tentacles head our way as she circles in the sky.
She’s greeting Hel while entwining a tentacle around her body.
“Fufu, I’m sorry for avoiding your greeting earlier, Rollo-sama――”
Hel is being tightly hugged by Rollo’s tentacle. And then Rollo begins to play around with Hel as if imitating a sky trampoline, lifting Hel’s body up and down.
“Hauuu~ Please treat my butt kindly, Rollo-sama――”
“Puyuyu? Puyuuuu.”
I can’t see Puyuyu because it’s so small.
“I’ve caught you, Puyuyu~”
“Ahahaha, Puyuyu’s legs are so tiny~~”
“Puyuyuu~”
“Did we finally reach paradise? I’ll do my best!”
“Even though we haven’t even negotiated yet, the prospects look grim.”
“It’s still too early…you got to challenge your negotiation partner with a mindset along the lines of, 「What cannot be achieved with the power of one man can still be achieved with the power of many」.”
“――Oh Shuuya, so you can also jump through the sky!? However, I can’t really look ahead since Divine Beast-sama’s fur blocks my sight!”
Everyone happily chats away on Rollo’s back. The grandpas and grannies, including Gramps Ton, admonish the young folks.
“Voices and weird noises of the people Your Excellency brought along…and I can also see a lively beastwoman among them…” Hel comnts while casting a sidelong glance at my entourage as she’s being toyed with by the tentacle.
It sounds like she’s curious about Puyuyu and Higlia’s voices. Higlia with her conspicuous silver attire is visible, but…Puyuyu’s tiny body and the children are out of sight.
For the ti being…we should hurry back to Quiche’s village――
“――Rollo, follow slowly as you have everyone with you. If the battle should be violent――”
As soon as she hears my words, Rollo stops playing with Hel, reeling her tentacle back into her chest with a whoosh, and then extends sharp claws from her paws, making it look like she’s getting ready to fight.
“…Your Excellency, there’s still sothing I have not told you yet.”
“Hmm, what is it?”
“Most of the orcs have already been annihilated thanks to the strenuous efforts of Catiza and the Burning Knights under the command of Commander-in-Chief Quiche. Thus the village is safe for the mont.”
I see, that’s a relief, I guess. Well, I suppose it’s only to be expected with Catiza and the Burning Knights being over there.
“However, I cannot exclude the possibility of an ambush by an enemy as of yet. Moreover, in addition to the roaring of trolls, a huge, semi-transparent orc is currently eating the corpses of its forr allies at a spot further away from the village’s front.”
Troll voices and a semi-transparent orc?
“What’s up with it eating the corpses?”
“I don’t know any details since we haven’t fought it, but it might be the orc’s secret weapon.”
“Okay, I got it. I suppose we don’t need to hurry if the orcs have a falling out. Anyway, since it’s faster for to see it with my own eyes, co back into my eye, Hel――” I beckon her over with my left hand.
It’s a gesture carrying the aning of “Hey, co on!”
“Certainly――” Hel breaks into a broad smile after seeing my gesture.
In the next instant, she turns into a fervent spiral while rushing into my left eye, just as usual. Imdiately following, a tiny, smiling Hel-chan manifests at the edge of my visual field.
“Eh? Inside his eye…”
Having watched everything from near proximity, Kisara is astonished. She probably can’t see how the tiny Hel is swimming around in my visual field, but still stares at my left eye.
“A Demonic-Eye-like small mark has…”
“Hey, Stranger. Are your eyes sothing like the Focale I stole from Schmihazar?”
For so reason Rotalz calls a Stranger… If I recall correctly, Strangers were…
“Be silent, Rotalz. You were allowed to take it rather than stealing it, right?”
“Guess so. I won’t forgive you for having a part of my head devoured and absorbed, but I’ll overlook the pain of my butt with this.” Rotalz says while projecting an illusion right above him from the burning magic symbol on his forehead.
It’s an illusion of a small wand and a tiny R letter.
Still, it’s funny how his butt swelled up. He’s a whale, but…I sure didn’t expect him to wake up to a liking in that direction.
“Hmm? Rotalz, you like it in the butt…?”
“Like hell! It was caused by the flas of the divine beast over there. She basked the witch spear in a ridiculous amount of fire in the middle of its transformation, didn’t she? Those flas evaporated not only Schmihazar’s prided , but also most of his elents, such as his Flair.” Rotalz looks at Rollodeen with eyes full of fear.
Rollodeen only responds with a questioning look though.
I guess he’s talking about the ti when Rollodeen got back. Well, even though it got deflected in the end, that fireball definitely looked like a mini-sun.
“Indeed. It was convenient for us, but let ask you, Shuuya-sama, is the mark in your left eye a Death AngelA’Geladey type of magic circlePhugruh Lo as it was possessed by Schmihazar? The power of a spirit with a consciousness and a definite shape?”
“…I’ve seen such spirits before, but very rarely. Or rather, the great desert houses many entities like ancient spirits and blood bone nymphs, but I’ve never seen a spirit just like her among them. Even the hollow wolf beasts, which are worshiped by the Ahph people, are different.” Rotalz agrees with Kisara while making his forehead tremble.
“Yep, isn’t she a being originating from an ancient city treasure or demonic tools as they appear in fairy-tales like the ones circulating among the Ahph people and North Mahaheim people in the great desert, and the Muryu tribe of the Eyhabla Plains next to the desert. I’m sure she must have been in direct contact with a supre god as kin, fused with Shuuya-sama after getting absorbed by him, or had so other °special circumstances°…”
“Oh, you an the Stranger himself is a legendary, sacred treasure? The ancient hougu is said to have been loved by the last emperor of the Dawn Empire at the height of its glory.”
“…The legendary hougu or sacred treasure called Ruby Abyss? Ufufu, how thrilling! So he’s a crow piercing through the moonless dawn after all. A being as hailed in the song about the attendant of witches following Damo’Anun! For this very reason I believe it’s got to be Shuuya-sama, who’s also the bearer of the Dawn’s sorcery skills.”
Kisara has noticed Hel’s mark, huh? Speaking of songs, I might accompany hers with my Justice lute.
As I’m pondering about such things…Kisara’s eyes gleam up. The design of her black mask, which actually reminds of a black queen, resembles the reliefs I’ve seen in the underground world, just like before.
The look she’s sending my way through that mask is one of reverence towards a sect leader. It’s filled with intense passions, but…it also contains an impressiveness that reminds of a cold wind, not to ntion a refreshing, azure sky.
Honestly, it’s scary, but Kisara’s conjecture isn’t that far off the mark. And Hel’s mark, which seems to exist in my left eye, is the sa one that was imprinted on my butt in the past, isn’t it…?
Oh, is that the reason?
I rember Sol’s place, where Viine, Mysty, and Hankay are currently staying, from back when I spent so ti there with Yui. When I entered the bath after finishing my training, Yui stared at my ass.
While I’m carefreely reminiscing here…
“――The fur and tentacles of Divine Beast-sama felt wonderful, but―― right now sothing else is more important!” Freeing herself from Rollo’s fur, Higlia climbs atop Rollo’s forehead.
Rollo looks up to her, and tries to get her off by extending her tongue. She seductively licks Higlia’s bodyas if grooming it. But in the end, Higlia manages to sohow escape Rollo’s tongue, moves to the edge of the forehead, and hesitatingly looks at Kisara, Rotalz, and .
And then she shouts, as if declaring war as a woman, with a tense and frantic expression, “――Shuuya! Aren’t you forgetting that you have sothing more important to deal with than BoobsKisara over there!”, while pointing at Kisara with a silver claw that had its shape changed.
“Fufu, what a cute beast girly.” Kisara isn’t perturbed in the least.
“This again, huh?”
“Quite so. We have to hold a duel on the plaza with the statues of Hurley-sama and the twin moon gods! It’s a promise for you to strive for glorylove together with !”
She might be an ancient wolfwoman and a divine princess, but it doesn’t change the fact that she’s cute. She’s a gentle woman who’s been trying to protect everyone, despite acting tough on the surface. And I also thought so when we fought together, but I feel like it’d actually be fine for us to pair up. Though I doubt it’ll beco the pairing she desires…
I guess I’ll humor her just this once.
“…You an the duel where you exchange fist blows after having learned each other’s nas? Okay, I’ll fight you once after I’m done with all my other business.”
“Fufu―― Yahooo!”
Higlia grabs one of Rollo’s tentacles and adopts a triumphant pose in joy, and then jumps. After pulling off a “Shoryuken” out of overflowing happiness, she almost falls off Rollo’s forehead, but Rollo saves her by twining a tentacle around her body, just to do the sa trampoline play with Higlia she had earlier done with Hel.
『Aahh～ Being inside you is really the best, Your Excellency～』
Hel’s telepathic ssage echoes in my mind. After swimming around furiously, using all kinds of different forms, Hel stands up with the leafy skin waving, turns around, and asks with a tense expression, 『…Your Excellency?』
The tone resonating with her voice has a touch of Iglued’s enviousness. Hel transforms from her small illusionary form into an adult illusionary form that seems to fill half of my visual field. Her boobs are shaking quite conspicuously.
『…Is there still anything else you are keeping hidden from besides the witty beastwoman and the increased presence of your water, Your Excellency?』
It’s not a question teeming with jealousy, but still, nothing less of Hel. She’s sensed not only the matter with Iglued and the demonic duke, but also my growth. After all, I’ve acquired which requires the divine protection.
It looks like she’s felt the faith of the water goddess, albeit faintly.
But, if that’s not it, does she an Saraten when she’s talking about hiding sothing from her?
『…You an this palm, right?』
『Yes! I sense a foreign object inside your left hand! What is that about?』
『I’ll tell you about the details later. Although it’s safe for the mont, I’m worried about Cydale’s situation――』
Bringing our telepathic conversation to a close within milliseconds, I shift my eyes to Kisara and Rollo.
“Kisara, Rollo, we’re going to head over to Cydale!”
“Don’t forget about ee!”
“Higlia, you can’t fly, can you? Although you’ll be safe atop Rollo, soone has to protect everyone, including Gramps Ton and Magrick who are taking care of Iglued’s seed and the Aodm-sothing wood cluster. Just Moga and Nemus are too unreliable as guards. So, I entrust everyone’s safety to you, Higlia.”
“…Oki, count on .”
Higlia is still entangled by Rollo’s tentacle, but…she nods with an adorable smile after seeing relying on her.
After answering her with a smile, I wave my hand as a signal, and then kick off the beneath my feet with my whole body clad in Magic Combat Style, dashing through the sky.
I’m curious about that semi-transparent orc, but first cos Quiche.
At the sa ti, I hear Kisara reciting with a magical voice, “Thou hast glared, hyureya――”, behind . It seems she’s keeping up with .
Without paying any further attention, I continue running through the sky as if tearing the air apart with Baldok’s red spear which I’m holding with my right hand. Passing the horse-shaped rock, I take a turn, following the water stream in the valley beneath my feet. In the blink of an eye I pass through the area where grasses are dominating the base of the mountains.
Below I can see a path andering towards a Bewitching Palace-like hill. I’ve co back to Cydale!
『We are back! The semi-transparent orc is on the other side of that hill』 Hel points with a finger at a semi-transparent monster.
『So that’s the one, huh?』
Moreover, it’s tossing an orc corpse into the air, just to catch it with its wide open mouth as it falls down. After closing the mouth, it munches on the corpse, devouring it while looking as though it’s truly enjoying the taste. It’s chewing with such a verve that you can hear the noise all the way over here.
Furthermore, each ti it eats a new orc corpse, richly colored lights glow around its abdon. Those glows travel through its body like electrical signals. It’s also keeping a sizable amount of mana in its body.
I’m really interested in that orc, but…I’ll fight it later.
I pull my eyes off that new orc species, and look at Cydale. Just as Hel said, the village is safe. I guess the narrow, wooden gate is on the verge of toppling over? And there are traces of a small house having burned. The damage of the attack is still fresh.
Seeing how my servants had been present, the attack must have had quite the quality to have left such damages behind. Intelligent orcs, eh…?
There’s a gravesite at the foot of the hill I saw earlier. The watering hole, where the water is drawn from a spring, is the sa as before. I look at a place where graves are lined up…
Right, that’s how it is, right Quiche…?
『No, I won’t return to everyone. I want to drop in for a visit to Hino. Besides, the Evil Dragon King was killed. I’m going to head back to the place where my hotown had been, dig up graves, and tell my family…and everyone else about his death』
Quiche had told , clearly passing on her feelings of wishing to rebuild the village to . Back then her face was twisted in pain and anguish. Tears had stread down her cheeks…
And then we deeply kissed each other with trying to tell her to cheer up and stop crying. It was a kiss between friends, but it held deep affection…
While being moved to tears, I check the vicinity while circling around the village.
『――Your Excellency, do you wish to examine the situation with Spirit Sight? Or by using Spirit Ball Conception?』
『No, it’s fine for now――』
Imdiately after my telepathic conversation with Hel, I spot Catiza whose silver hair is standing upright. She stretches her arm towards atop the gate, and waves it furiously. Then again, it’s funny due to her weird waist movents.
Moreover, she keeps switching her face with those of Purin and Tsuan. Maybe the three are fighting for dominance within her. It’s weird because it happens with her waist bent like that.
『Fufu――』 Hel laughs and dances in a corner of my visual field.
It appears she’s given Catiza lessons.
『Your Excellency, this is a pose I ca up with just recently!』
She’s demonstrating her new pose to …but, I ignore both with their posing.
I’ve also found the Burning Knights. They’re riding my precious pets. Sure looks aweso. Just like shoguns or military commanders.
The children are in the center of the village with the monunt.
It looks like Catiza and the Burning Knights have properly protected the village and its inhabitants. Or rather, did they get influenced by Catiza’s posing?
The children have started to imitate her dance of twisting her waist.
Catiza is about to summon her bone fish, but stops midway. Suddenly Alray and Hueremy roar. They shake off Adomos and Zetas, climb the roof of a building, and frantically keep jumping up as if to fly. However, they cannot fly despite being magically created tigers.
――Sorry, you two. You want to hug , right?
Or maybe they’ve perceived Rollo’s presence, who’s like a mother to them. Rollo is still behind since she’s flying slowly.
But, I suppose it’s typical of to ponder about Alray and Hueremy rather than the Burning Knights who were blown away. At that point, the children gather around Adomos and Zetas, who’ve crashed into a wooden wall, and touch them. Alray and Hueremy join in as well.
Then the children leave the Burning Knights, and gather around Catiza, probably lured in by her strange dance. Catiza raises a hand, cheering them on to participate, starting a ridiculous dance. The children copy her.
This is going to make Quiche worried. Still, it seems the children have received more influence from Catiza and the Burning Knights than the butt lover Hel.
Well, the Burning Knights are talking steam locomotives. And when it cos to Catiza, I can fully agree considering her usual behavior. She can change into Purin and Tsuan, even just her face, and she can also turn into a golden caterpillar. Quite the eccentric, funny person for the children…
Okay, now I know that the village is safe.
While feeling relieved…I look ahead where hills line up beneath a cliff. Orc corpses are strewn all over the place as if to cover the hills with a crimson layer.
A part of the woodland has been mowed down, exposing Holker stone lookalikes. Though it doesn’t look like it has developed into a large-scale battle…
Oh, I found Quiche!
With her light green hair fluttering in the wind, she’s quickly descending the cliff. A magnificent heavy knight armor encases her delicate body. She’s still carrying her beloved sword in one hand, and a shield in the other.
…Her appearance hasn’t changed, but I feel like she’s beco faster than before.
Her target is that semi-transparent orc, huh? She hasn’t noticed yet. …She’s doing her utmost to protect her village.
『Your Excellency…your mana…』
『…Yeah』
Seeing Quiche, my emotions seem to surge to such an extent that it surprises Hel. It appears that my mana has naturally leaked outside, too.
“Shuuya-sama――”
“Kisara, the elf with the light green hair is my friend. Don’t mistake her for the enemy. Also, I’ll go ahead and kill that monster over there. Kisara, you make Quiche stop in a gentle manner so that she won’t co close to as I fight.”
“As you command――”
“Kisara~, you’ve got a tough road ahead, don’t you?”
“Shut it! You run your mouth too much――”
Kisara, who gives a formal response with a clenched fist, imdiately reacts after being teased by Rotalz. While whirling around the witch spear, which is shrouded in filants, she lifts one leg like a rhythmic sports athlete.
“――.” She delivers a splendid heel kick – bewitching with her gorgeous panties at the sa ti – against Rotalz.
“――Ahyaaa!”
Rotalz becos a pitiful ss. His forehead, which had recovered at long last, caves in with a sound similar to a bubble bursting. He crashes into the valley while rotating like a battleship that has been shot down.
A blow of her combat boots packs quite a severe punch.
…Or rather, I tasted it as well, so I can feel you, Rotalz.
—————- End of Part 1 —————-
But leaving that aside, I cannot afford to let Quiche fight that monster. Focusing on my shoulder dragon, I changed Hal’Konk from its tank top version into its Evil Dragon King armor version.
I pass Quiche while dashing through the sky, closing in on the semi-transparent orc.
『――Hel, lend your strength』
『Yes, just as usual.』
I don’t give any particular response to Hel’s telepathic comnt, but I’m sure a smile is blooming on my face right now. While strongly thinking of a certain image, I activate .
The glittering liquefied Hel slides out of my left eye with a wet sound. The fluid, which is hard to describe as liquid or sap, spreads out from my left eye, dyeing a part of my left shoulder turquoise blue as a new defense layer.
※Piiing※ acquired
Oh, I got a skill when I created a strong ntal image. The left field of vision for that’s based on is as mysterious as ever.
If you look at it from the side, it might seem as though a huge, planet-like catfish is floating above on the left. Maybe it even looks like a Spirit Beast.
Imdiately following, the orc reacts to approaching it from the sky, and roars loudly, “Don’t get any clooooser! Nuguuoooh!”, with its muzzle cracking open to the sides.
It then throws an orc corpse my way.
Whoa, how amazing! There’s still quite a bit of distance left between us.
I quickly rotate my body vertically, swinging Baldok by drawing my right hand back. The orc body, which closes in on trying to completely fill my visual field, is bisected by the red ax blade. I continue rotating forward while getting basked in blood.
Just like that, I land on the ground, firmly planting my feet down. The corpse had been awfully heavy. It might have been a special technique that transforms corpses into atballs.
It was spot on to not allow Quiche to fight this thing.
Right when that thought crosses my mind, the orc’s attack is incoming after it’s closed the distance between us. The attack consists of semi-transparent tentacles which have extended from the orc’s crooked fist.
We’re still separated from each other quite a bit, but…that guy got a considerably high reaction speed. And the approaching tentacles are abnormally fast, too.
Before deploying my , I manipulate that covers the area from my left eye to my left shoulder, making a warped, catfish-shaped defense layer expand in front of .
As soon as the tentacles get in contact with the , they get instantly absorbed in as if disappearing.
“What are youuuuuu!?! A trooolll vanguaaaaard?” The orc screams loudly.
“Do I look like a troll to you?” I ask through as it blocks the orc’s ranged attack while drawing closer to it.
“…Humph! So you’re a collaborator of the Tree King of Wonders who’s slipped in among the humans?”
“Who the hell is that? I know the Death Butterfly people though.” I answer while getting even closer.
“Whaaaaat, stay awaaay! A person from the underground world, eh!? Nuuuuaaaa――”
The number of tentacles shooting out of the orc’s fist increases. However, small, Hel-like hands extend from the catfish shape, grabbing the tentacles instead and pulling them into the turquoise blue interior of the catfish. The tentacles closing in on vanish in an instant. It seems like the tentacles just have a semi-transparent color, but otherwise don’t differ from flesh or material-based tentacles.
“You ate them!?”
“Smart boy――”
I kick off the ground, and shoot ahead from my left factor mark. As the chain’s tip stabs into the ground, I reel it in like an anchor, forcing my body to move. Using that movent force, I keep shortening the distance to the surprised orc.
The orc swiftly brandishes its extended left arm downwards while making its body’s interior gleam. It tries to squash from above, but I quickly erase and dodge to the left.
An intense noise as it happens when the ground caves in reverberates across the vicinity. At the sa ti rock fragnts hit my neck and face, causing a certain amount of pain.
――However, I ignore that pain.
After the evasive movents, I kick off the ground once more, shifting towards counter-attacking from a right angle. I spread out water from life magic while simultaneously manipulating through .
Then I crouch down while creating multiple water layers beneath my feet. Yep, it’s the technique of spear user Soleck. With my body half-risen, I unleash a low thrust, invoking as I stab out Baldok with my right hand.
The spiraling red spear drills through the orc’s leg.
“Nuguuoooh――”
Once the orc releases its mana with its upper body trembling, its body splits apart. The suddenly appeared smaller, semi-transparent orc versions are slender in contrast to their main body. Each of them holds a silver magic sword.
The situation has abruptly developed into a 3 vs. 1, but I cope with it calmly.
――Blood Mana .
I activate my blood acceleration. Making Baldok disappear, I summon Ganghis into my left hand. Tilting Ganghis diagonally below, I parry the low stab aid at by the orc on my left. Next I switch to a two-handed hold, and lift Ganghis above my head, blocking an upper slash coming from my right.
Then I move Ganghis vertically, parrying a mid-tier slash targeting my side, and at the sa ti I stoop down to dodge a sweeping slash by the main body.
At that point, I ward off another approaching sweep by tilting Ganghis’s blade diagonally once more. Making Ganghis rotate as if drawing an arc, I rotate myself as well. The blood and water sticking to my feet is being scattered around , representing my movents.
Ganghis’s circular movents belongs to the Wind Spear Style’s 『Branch Twine』. I wield Ganghis to draw a circle in the air dragging the silver sword I’ve turned aside along. It’s a counterattack by entangling the sword with my spear, but the enemy is strong and fast.
Two orcs have synchronized their movents, both stepping in towards with their swords at the ready and simultaneously swinging their swords.
I put priority on defending myself. I move Ganghis, which I’ve been rotating up until then, vertically, allowing to receive the synchronized sweeps of both orcs with the middle part of Ganghis.
Subli, fickle sparks scatter as Ganghis clashes with the two silver blades. Moreover, a shrill tallic screech hits my ear drums.
――Don’t think I’ll just keep defending, okay?
I step forwards as if sidling up while intentionally smiling. At the sa mont, I stab Ganghis into the ground. While focusing on the hand holding the spear, I deliver a front kick, driving Arzen’s Boot into the chest of the orc on my right, sending it flying.
At that instant, the main body’s sword lunges at . It’s a thrusting technique that’s attempting to pierce through my chest. It has apparently judged that I’d be defenseless when my kick cos to an end.
While evading the incoming sword point by shifting my body sideways, I wind up the sword approaching from my left with the I’ve deployed at my feet, causing the left orc clone to beco defenseless instead.
I make use of Ganghis as it’s vertically stabbed into the ground, and twist my waist as if performing a pole dance on Ganghis, dispatching a right turn kick. The kick, with mana charged into Arzen’s Boots, impacts on the orc’s head.
A dull gong and sprays of blood scatter into the surroundings, but without paying any attention to that, I use the montum of my kick. While registering how the orc clone with the pulverized head vanishes, I rotate my body.
Suddenly, the main body extends its arm, aiming the point of its sword at my foot. Is it trying to crush the foot that produces all my swift rotational movents?
――I use the approaching silver sword against the orc. asuring the timing by watching the sword point, I jump as if making my body float a bit, and adjust my balance by pouring mana into my left foot.
Just like that, I trample down on the sword’s middle part with the image of crushing the orc to death with the sole of Arzen’s Boot. I place my body weight on the sword, pushing down the sword even further with the intent to completely bury it in the ground.
In the next instant, I summon Baldok into my right hand, and whirl around while pinning down the main body’s sword with the sole of my left foot.
Yep, it’s a shift from a spear stance to a spear stabbing technique.
At the sa ti I erase Ganghis, and resummon it into my left hand again, before thrusting out Baldok in my right hand.
I activate on the spiraling red spear. The spear covered by water looks unusual. Given that it’s being clad with water while that very water keeps evaporating, the attack looks like a steam stab. Even as I consider that the spear and skill might not be very compatible with each other, the red spear’s penetrates the main body’s abdon.
I feel feedback, but it’s kinda shallow?
“Gunununununu――”
The main body falls prostrate, groaning while holding onto Baldok.
At that mont, the clone orc I’ve blown away with my front kick aims its sword at my torso, but it’s too slow. While letting go of Baldok, I dodge the sword thrust with . Continuing from there, I direct one hand towards the ground with a cartwheel motion while my body stands sideways. Thrusting that hand into the ground like a water surface, I lower my waist while closing the distance.
Even as I’m showing my back to my opponent, I drive an upper vertical kick into the clone’s bosom. A dull thud reaches my ears from its abdon accompanied by a solid feedback from my foot.
Having suffered a counter, the clone is hurled high into the air. With its body folded, the orc’s body is slowly disappearing, but I won’t let it get off so easily. I unleash at the clone’s belly.
It’s a nimble spear technique that continues to alter my posture from propping my body up with a hand to drawing a half moon in the air alongside Ganghis. I thrust myself towards the orc’s belly as if having beco one with Ganghis’ spearhead which seems to pierce the heavens.
“Gyaa――”
The scream by the clone orc concludes with it ending up on Ganghis. In that instant, foggy blood is released from the clone orc’s muzzle, and it disappears.
“Hiii.”
This scream cos from the main body that’s still alive. The main body orc has maintained its semi-transparency even after getting hit by Baldok’s red spear and ax blade at the abdon. Quite the tough guy.
I try to pull Baldok out of the orc’s abdon, but it doesn’t allow to do so.
“Don’t touch it with your dirty hand――” I shoot ice pebbles at it from Hal’Konk’s shoulder dragon.
Next I fire from point-blank. The chain’s spearhead penetrates the main body’s body. The ice pebbles stab the area around the orc’s eyes.
“Guuuaaa.”
Moreover, I shoot a series of 《Ice Bullets》, controlling them so that they don’t damage Baldok. The orc’s flesh is scattered as it’s showered by a spray of machine gun bullets, continuously becoming smaller while unable to even scream.
I erase as it aninglessly cancels my spells. In the middle of that, the orc’s body changes its color, becoming dark. Without caring about that, I advance with my Blood Acceleration while absorbing the scattering mana, flesh, and blood with .
Grabbing Baldok with my right hand, I pull it out of the now small lump of at that used to be an orc. As soon as I extract the spear, the hole in the orc’s abdon becos visible. Blood quickly surges out of that hole.
At that mont, Baldok’s red spear and ax blade glow. Baldok releases threads similar to the witch spear’s filants, and sucks up the orc’s blood.
A huge heart with a magic square talisman stuck to it is visible through the hole that has beco spot-clean after the blood was absorbed. Its heart is located in its abdon?
Also, Baldok seems to be slowly changing.
At that instant, the heart squirms. For the ti being, I erase Baldok.
“Is it possibly stuffed with several magic hearts? Oh well, not like I care――” I rotate sideways while muttering this indifferently.
If Mysty was here, she might have stopped , telling that she wants to research it, but I’ve no reason to stop.
Yep, of course I’m holding Ganghis in my left hand.
――I activate .
It doesn’t suit Ganghis to be clad in darkness. Still, its spearhead buries itself entirely in the hole that had been opened up by Baldok.
Accordingly, the huge darkness lance, Destruction Spear Gladopalus, penetrates through the orc while swallowing its body. In an instant, the orc’s right body half turns into small pieces, and vanishes.
I cancel my blood mana while also erasing Ganghis. I don’t look at the main body dispersing like wind. Rather, I turn in the direction of the won’s voices that seem to be quarreling behind . I won’t go as far as calling it a fight, but Quiche and Kisara are exchanging complaints.
Aren’t there any other orc soldiers around?
Asking myself, I warily scan the vicinity with Grasping Perception and Magic Observation while approaching the two. But it looks like there are no other enemies around.
“Ah, Shuuya…”
The mont Quiche notices approaching, she lets go of her beloved longsword. Dropping her shield next as well, she covers her trembling lips with both hands. Green jade earrings adorn her earlobes. Were those Erald ditation Gems?
In addition, her white, porcelain-like skin, and a bird on her right chest armor that’s bulging out as characteristic for female breastplates. Just as before, small, crane-like emblems are drawn on it.
I don’t know about her butt since I can’t see it, but it should be alright. I’m sure it’s still properly split in two.
“――Shuuya-sama.” Kisara props herself up with one knee on the ground.
I nod at her, and then look at Quiche, “I’m back, Quiche――”
While focusing on smiling, I lift my hand to exchange a high-five with her, but Quiche leaps into my chest instead.
“…I saved the children. It appears Azola’s amulet did its job.”
“I see, I’m glad to hear that. But, I knew that you saved them from you being here.”
“Haha, you’ve got a point there.”
“And just like you said that you’d devote all your power into it, you kept your promise. Shuuya, you’re a true hero…” Having been hugging , Quiche pulls away her face a bit, and praises while staring at .
Tears are spilling out of her eyes. The tall Quiche…her dear, slender shoulders…
She isn’t carrying a knapsack anymore, but mories of us lying atop each other like lovers cross my mind. And a slightly sweaty scent wafts over from her.
I can tell that this fragrant, nice scent doesn’t only belong to battle, but also to an elf even without relying on .
“Quiche.”
“Shuuya…”
Just like that, I steal Quiche small lips.
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