Chapter 97 – -96- Defeat the Desert Princess Addicted Mazoro♥ (1)

As a result of going south in a straight line from Seonghwangcheong, we were getting closer to the center of the cursed land day by day.

Just as the distance to the demon castle decreased, the approaching monster also grew exponentially stronger.

“You’re annoying!”

The blows from Elahe did not reach the monster.

No. Although it reached, it should be said that she did not have the right effect.

Her monster, who had turned into smoke at the moment of her impact, took physical form again within seconds and clung fiercely to her.

“Die!”

She tried to help her by throwing her sword strikes at her chap that was pursuing her, but it felt like her blows didn’t go in at all, like splitting her pudding.

One more odd thing is that the sword’s speed decreased when cutting him. It felt like I was being drained of energy.

The one pierced by the sword glowed red for a moment, then attacked us at a faster rate than before.

“Oh, isn’t that guy…A monster from the history books?”

The blue mage tower, which always used magic and assisted with sleepy eyes, opened its eyes as if seeing something interesting for the first time in a long time.

“It’s that figure that takes on a physical form only when it wants, and that figure that becomes stronger by absorbing most of the physical attacks… That’s for sure. It’s the “Swordsman’s Grave”. I saw something good.”

“What are you explaining! Hurry…Get this…!”

As if she couldn’t push her defense and attack power to the fullest, Ellahe’s strong body survived the attacks of the tentacles.

Even so, she couldn’t do any damage, so she was preoccupied with defending against the oncoming bundle of tentacles.

I was protected by Bella’s flames, but she struggled with her naked body against a monster that was not compatible.

“Let’s say I owe one, Her Highness.”

Putting a subtle emphasis on the word “Highness,” The Master of the Magic Tower rose on a broomstick.

She shot her magic with her slender fingers that slipped through her blue robes.

“Pop!” The jade-colored gooey liquid that was shot along with the mischievous onomatopoeia flew toward the monster.

It curves from above on an unavoidable trajectory and flies away, clinging to his body.

“Kuruluk?” The monster let out a strange cry, probably embarrassed by the body that did not disperse like fog.

“Take a look at the spot where the liquid is buried.” Elahe carried out the advice given by the Magic Tower Master.

“Suck!” Ignoring defense and concentrating on the blow, the blow hit the monster’s body as it was.

Until now, the monsters were like sugar powder monsters that moved together. When you want it, you can shatter it at will, dispersing the impact.

The jade-colored liquid that the Magic Tower Master shot out was like pouring hot water over the pile of sugar. The monster, drenched in the liquid she shot, failed to dissipate her as before.

The monster, who had received the blow from the princess while still hardened, began to glow.

Since the shock it received could not be let go anywhere, the monster soon melted into thick green blood.

The death of the monster brought good news to me.

[Your level has risen!]
[Attributes bloom as a level up reward]

[Searching for a suitable trait for your play style…]
[Emotion sharing LV.1 obtained!]

[The attribute [Share Emotion] Is enhanced by the influence of [Spirit]!]
[Obtained Essimjeonsim!]
[Through the command, you can force the subject to [Empathize] With the feelings of others]

In contrast to me, who was delighted with the new trait, she was squirming with unresolved anger.

“…I will definitely remember this help at my leisure.”

Clapping her white dry teeth, she let out the rage that was directed at her.

As if she was very angry that she felt threatened by such an insignificant monster, she couldn’t hide her anger and took out her corpse.

Even though it was just insulting her corpse, it was like watching her wonderful dance, combining her beautiful appearance with the traditional clothing of the flying desert.

That intense feeling of contempt for her defeat… I seemed to have found her direction by twisting her around her.

I wanted a female warrior who couldn’t stand losing to become a mazo pervert addicted to her pleasure of defeat.

“The couplets we talked about in the past… Would it be possible today?”

As if she had been waiting for that, she confidently told me to come to the dorm room.

***

“Until one side admits defeat, let them fight freely.”

She said, stretching her body back and forth, preparing for the next sparring.

That confident, relaxed expression…I wanted to distort that expression into the humiliation of defeat.

“Well, since it’s no fun just doing it…How about making a bet on something?”

“A bet? Ha! Aren’t you making fun of her? You know what she wants!”

As if she hadn’t even assumed defeat, she was already excited with the anticipation of competing against an ‘opponent she felt good about’.

“Well, I’m not looking at it lightly. Rather, it’s very difficult to beat Your Highness, so don’t you have the heart to fight with a reasonable reward?”

“Hmm, yes…That’s right…” She was contemplating with her eyes closed. Her long eyelashes stood out, matching her elegant and aristocratic haughty expression.

“Yeah, whoever wins…Wouldn’t it be nice to have one wish granted?” She said with a grin like a mischief.

It was an accident that was induced to some extent, but it succeeded at once.

‘To be simple’

“Okay. Me too BestI must do my best.”

“Whoops, of course you should. In order to beat her, you’ll have to use all your moves.”

On a desert night, she spoke to me with violent magic that seemed like a lightning storm.

“Come, Leon Souders. I’ll give you the honor of getting a glimpse of the power of the Holy Kingdom.”

***

She was a strong person who deserved to be confident. She just wasn’t a good match.

I literally did her best to present her with her worst defeat.

Her defeat had to be deeply humiliating and unforgettable.

To the point where she couldn’t bear to ask for her rematch.

Nothing would be as disgraceful to her as for Kwonsa to be defeated by her swordsman in close combat.

‘It’s difficult…But I managed to do it’

She seemed to be hunting large animals such as elephants. Her body was strong, and she couldn’t escape powerful fists if she approached.

‘It was fortunate that I knew the direction of the attack in advance’

It was a difficult opponent even if he knew the attack route in advance by reading his thoughts and emotions. She remembered her perfect movements, for her body used to move before she thought.

Even so, being able to read the attack direction in advance was a huge advantage. It wasn’t an unconscious check, it was because he was able to avoid all dangerously powerful attacks.

It was an opponent that could never be defeated if only one shot was properly hit. I narrowly avoided it several times.

Enchantment was given to the gloves in advance through the language and magical imprinting. A curse that weakens the body’s ability every time the fist touches.

It was a curse that focused on breaking through resistance, small but certain.

Every time it touched the body, it was a curse that temporarily weakened the strong body.

At first, she went on the offensive quickly with her smooth body that was not breathless and did not break a drop of sweat, but as her fight lengthened, she began to slow down.

The swordsmanship that she lightly flicked with her fingers was accepted in a way that made her feel less burdened by gradually adding her techniques of martial arts, and later she even let out a small moan filled with pain.

Her repeated little curses continued to eat at her. Like an elephant that has trampled on her trap, she has accumulated so many curses that it is difficult to divulge each time her sword touches.

“Not yet…Not yet…!” Now, she had a body that was a bit stronger than a normal adult woman.

Her body was already trembling in fear of her defeat, but her mind was stubborn and denied her defeat.

When I finally approached her, I lightly tapped her flying fist. To the extent that the expression ‘soft’ suits her, her weakened fist felt like a light wound.

It was because, no matter how mysterious it was, the absolute power itself had become ridiculous.

I grabbed her by the shoulder, turned her over and squeezed her neck with one arm.

“Keheuk, heukh… That… Stop…!”

Due to the height difference, the body was lifted as if being hanged.

The weak body struggles, craving a single ray of oxygen.

Caught from behind her and strangling her, she barely escaped suffocation by stepping into her heels to relieve the pressure on her.

Her toes barely touched the floor of her arena. It was the toes that tried to lift the weakened body with all their might.

“Kuh, are you admitting defeat?”

“Heh… I lost… Because I lost… Ha… Hang Bao Yu…”

When she finally announced her surrender, I let go of the pressure.

Pale, she was strewn about on the floor of the arena.

At the same time, all curses on her body were lifted.

“Leon… Sodders…! What did you do to her body… Huh?”

The sudden return of her vitality took her by surprise.

“Huh, it was a really close match. Ellahe”

It was important from here. It was a shameful, humiliating defeat, but it had to be a fair and close match she could admit.

Only then could she repeatedly defeat her.

“Really, the divine body is amazing.

“…Remnants of tricks?”

“Yes, it is very weak, but it is a weak debuff that overlaps.

“…Sigh”

If you ask why she used a cowardly move like a curse here, she becomes a person who couldn’t even stop her tricks.

Besides, wasn’t it herself who told her to squeeze all the numbers?

“Why did you strangle her…”

“Aha, at this rate, I thought the debuff would be lifted and my defeat would be confirmed… I couldn’t hold back my greed. I apologize for putting her hand on her jade body…”

“Kkeuh…” Catching faults during sparring amplifies her idea that she is not like a military commander.

It solidified her idea that even if she were in my shoes, she would have done it.

So that the rudeness of having touched the royal family can be regarded as trivial.

The humiliation, annoyance, and resentment of losing a place to go lead to one thought.

“…Rejoice in your current victory, Leon Souders. In the next match, you’ll be able to see her true heart.”

“Next game?”

“Of course you know, the basic rule of female matchmaking is best of 2 out of 3.”

She was the one who spoke with an impudent face, but she was twitching her fingers as if she was a little shy.