Chapter 260 – Subjugating Demons

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Inside the narrow aisle, it was a short demon that flirted with Lubera.

Light purple curly hair, bronzed skin.

And, her eyes are demonic, and she is wearing a white shirt with black suspenders on her body.

Her appearance made it hard to tell whether she was a boy or a girl, and a cheeky smile hung on her lips.

She held a black spear the size of her own in her hand, running up the ceiling with the wings on her back her, or hanging from the wall and falling over and over again.

Not to mention Rubera’s avoiding her sword.

Awesome! Even if her body was cut with a sound, it dispersed like mist and returned to Rubera as a normal form from the cut part.

“Annoying guy…!”

Seeing that you can’t feel the touch when cut, it must be that the demon’s body itself is made of illusion or magical power.

Rubera grabs Barisada and catches her breath while glaring at the demon, while the demon hangs upside down from the ceiling and speaks.

“Faint♡ Hysteric lady♡ A weakling who only knows how to wield a magic sword~♡”

A childish personality that matched her appearance to her, but such a childish provocation worked best for Ruba, who was irritated in many ways.

“…Barisada.”

[Yes.]

Rubera calls her own magic sword with her cold voice, and her demon sword her instantly reads her intentions her and uses her own power her.

What Barisada possesses is the power of ‘distortion’ that fits well with Ruba’s slightly twisted personality of hers.

Although it was limited to the parts related to Ruba’s body, it was a special power that manipulated reality.

A keying sound accompanied by a trembling sensation.

And around it, when the cold blade like thin ice is imbued with magic power.

With the owner’s body at the center, it blocks interference from the world and creates a realm that edits reality.

And then, cut her body as if it were being cut out from the world.

Paste it wherever you want.

In the empty space where Rubera falls off, another space is automatically boiled and pulled and restored.

With Barisada’s help, she could have put what she wanted in its place.

[Lubera looks up at her demon.]

The moment after Barisada’s voice rang, Rubera’s gaze turned downward.

[Lubera looks down at her demon her.]

No, exactly according to the number of people moved.

The positional relationship between Rubera and her demons is distorted to the exact opposite.

Her relationship with her with the devil hanging upside down from the ceiling and Rubera looking up at it from the ground.

With Ruba hanging upside down from the ceiling, she turned into looking down at the demon.

Her previous fight her—when she fought his mentor Tal Chek alongside Cleon, she was a Rube who could only move her body her around her magnet her at best.

As she came to the capital and battled demons every day, her powers she grew stronger and stronger.

If it is within her certain space of her, she can distort it enough to exchange her own position with her opponent.

And, of course, her unexpected change of position is embarrassing to the other person.

The demon, who does n’t know whether it’s an incubus or a succubus, is flustered by the fact that he’s come downstairs and slows down his reaction to her.

“Heavenly Pillar.”

In the meantime, Lubera spun off the ceiling and spun once in the air.

Then, with a proud swordsman, he swung his demonic sword and cut off the back of the devil.

A trail of silver light embroidered the air.

Barisada’s blade was imbued with magical power, and was swung perfectly and quickly enough to create a small vacuum when cutting on the spot.

And, as a result, the devil’s neck breaks off and falls to the ground.

However, Ruba clicked her tongue once more and landed on the ground.

There was no taste this time either.

That is.

If she thinks that far and does not loosen her posture, her detached head turns back into her mist and clings to the demon’s body her.

“Asshole~♡ You don’t study~ That’s why you can’t be honest with people you like!♡”

“…”

The devil wags his tail as if he’s not afraid of anything.

It was an arithmetic to drive Rubera’s spirit as much as possible, and when she showed a gap, she herself would take over her body.

She- The name of the devil who is both an incubus and a succubus is Alf.

To be precise, it is a child of a dreamer who is very rarely born without a sex, and it is also the body before choosing one side.

If you decide to pursue a woman’s affection, an incubus.

If they decide to pursue a man’s affection, they become a succubus, and her body is not perfectly formed as either male or female, but always prepares her magic so that she can become either.

Therefore, in that state, no matter how much the body was damaged by being attacked, it was to immediately restore it to its original state by using the surplus magic power.

Besides, the condition that this Alf is summoned by her Ishtal her and receives the backup of her magical power her from her her.

Originally, even if it was an Alf, if it received fatal wounds many times, its mana would run out and it would no longer be able to regenerate.

Thanks to her magic power her supplied by Ishtar, she was enjoying the fun of teasing Rubera, avoiding her death her several times.

Unfortunately, Rubera had no knowledge of her Alf her.

It is very rare, and the reason is that it is rarely summoned in this world.

Compared to a succubus or an incubus, it is a degraded version of other dreamers except for the fact that it is a regenerative monster.

Except for the fact that he was occasionally summoned to satisfy those with a particular sexual orientation, he was just a little devil.

If it was Cleon, he would have to use Caliburn’s divine magic to purify the black magic that made up his body.

If it was Amelia, she would be able to burn Alf just by standing next to her.

However, Rubera did not have the ability to use divine magic.

Even without such a thing, she was able to deal with the demons with just the assassination sword she had sharpened with Barisada.

I thought that having to deal with an endless number of enemies, even if I cut them down, would be a harsh battle for Ruba.

Because she still couldn’t back down.

Also, the cheeky bastard needed an education.

“It’s Barisah. How can I decapitate that devil? You think about it.”

[Ugh!? I!?]

“Since she doesn’t know how to think, look at entrusting it to the demonic sword ♡ stupid ♡ stupid…”

Quagga…! There was a clatter, and her shockwaves spread around Rubera’s feet in her in six directions.

It was as if an invisible blade, or claw of a beast, swept around it.

Just as an assassin puts mana to live and causes physical phenomena.

Likewise, like Ruba and her teacher her, Evelyn, she was well versed in the use of magic in response to anger.

However, in the case of Lubera, she was never told by Evelyn not to use it.

Alf couldn’t keep his mouth shut for a moment when he saw the floor, walls, and ceiling cracking violently around Rubera.

She- Evelyn said. Rubera’s life is so sharp, and connected to her deep-seated rage.

If it contained her magical power of her, the effect would be excessively large.

As if, as you can see now, it wasn’t just making the air tremble or making the back of the target’s head tingle.

It is poised to rip through walls and floors, and even rip apart enemies that come within range.

For assassination, which is the duty of an assassin, it is important to remain undetected by the enemy even if he harbors an intention to kill.

It was said that if Ruba became lethal, the effect would appear immediately around it, so it was unfit to be used for assassination.

Even if there was no such pressure to kill her, it was because she had her outstanding swordsmanship in her.

It was also because she had seen Eustes, who had to protect her own life her, pass out after she was entrusted with escorting Eustes.

At the first sight of her, Alf paused her words for a moment.

Soon after, he cleared his throat with a sigh, then smiled cheekily like before.

“What is that♡ Are you going to threaten me with that?♡ I’m sorry, but I won’t be defeated with a sword or magical power like a lady’s.”

“Ah. Is that so? That’s good.”

After Ruba said that, her life faded in an instant, and with her expressionless face holding her Barisada with both hands, she slowly approached her Alp.

“…What?”

It was Alf pretending to be strong, as if he was wary of Ruba, whose atmosphere was different from before, but Alf managed to endure the sudden chill that almost made her back her.

What is it, what are you going to do

“Before, I had interrogated a succubus of your own kind. Fortunately, even though the body is made of magic, it has senses. Perhaps, it was to feel the pleasure of mixing the body with a man…”

When the sad blade glowed in the red light, Alf heard her words and his expression her stiffened for a moment.

Of course, the reason why Alf had n’t been able to feel the touch his when he was cut up to now was that he disintegrated his own body in that split second right before it touched his sword his.

The part her her blade her touches, when she feels a slight sting, immediately enchants that part, and she escapes her attack without ever feeling any more pain.

If you read the trajectory of the attack you admit, and if you can predict it to some extent.

It wasn’t that difficult to free yourself the moment you were attacked.

If possible to respond.

In the next moment, I felt as if Ruba’s arm her had moved.

Alf’s eyes seemed unable to follow her body movements of her.

A click, a metallic sound as if the shutter of a camera was being pressed.

Where do I sound?

Thinking so, Alf’s body suddenly stumbled and he felt his upper body his fall to the ground.

“Ah ah ah ah ah!!!!”
Let out a scream full of pain.

Before being attacked, she couldn’t let go.

Thanks to this, the bones, flesh, and muscles are neatly cut.

Ruba talked about Alf’s screams with a pleasant smile.

“You finally screamed, demon.”

“What, what, what did you do… This… Hagfish…!”

When Alf raises his voice like that, Ruba pauses for a moment before talking.

“What… It’s just that you swung the sword at a speed that your eyes couldn’t perceive.”

“What…!? How could a human being do such a thing…”

As she regenerates her body her, Alf falls from Ruba.

But Ruba still speaks with a smile.

“Barisada and I can do it.”

As Lubera said, you wouldn’t be able to use this method with a normal sword.

A demonic sword that condenses mana at a high concentration in the scabbard, explodes it inside, and escapes at super high speed.

The one who wields the distortion – A technique that removes Rubera’s burden and immediately returns the sword to the scabbard.

If you did a similar job with an ordinary sword, it is a technique that is so burdensome that the sword and the user’s arm will be shattered at the same time the moment they are pulled out and swung.

“Ah. But, anyway. The experiment is a success. If you cut it before it is scattered by magic, you will feel pain too.”

“…A devilish bitch…!”

As Alf waved his hand while uttering a terrified voice, several black spears floated in the air.

“Inje, are you attacking from your side as well? Okay.”

And Ruba, with eyes like ghosts, expressionless.

It was to look at the devil and move forward.

001

At the same time, Cleon was engaged in a battle with Ishtal, who controlled Fortune’s body her, within the small realm.

Although it was Fortune (Ishtar) who plucked out the stems of shadowy plants and poured them into Cleon countless times.

Cleon’s holy sword of light, Caliburn, was in charge of both defense and attack instead of Galatea, and was to weaken Fortune’s magic by scattering light particles whenever it was swung.

Shadows are originally created where there is light, but disappear when exposed to light.

Fortune’s magic, manifested as a mixture of plant magic and black magic, was unable to resist divine magic, which was the radiance itself.

Ishtal clicked her tongue and searched the inside of her arms her as the clumsy mixture of shadow attributes had become rather poisonous.

Ishtal took out something that looked like a small seed.

“If you need the tangible side… I’ll do it!”

When the devil possessed by the witch shouts and waves her hand, the seeds fall straight to the ground and burrow through the stone floor.

Fortune’s seeds were seeds that could sprout and take root in any terrain with the owner’s magical power.

What grew there was a carnivorous plant with a tube so large it could easily swallow even a cow.

Originally, Fortune had bred a species famous for preying on giant bugs that inhabited jungles untouched by humans.

Since it is a species that eats mosquitoes with straws that are harder than steel, it is natural that plants have harder plants than those mosquitoes.

A leaf of a plant wriggling as if it had a will approach Cleon.

However, Cleon- not even Ishtal thought it would be fatal to Cleon.

Plants at best. Then the answer was simple.

“Flame Burst.”

When Cleon reaches out to the plant and summons the power of the imprint, the magical power of the flame condenses and creates a powerful explosion.

A vortex of flames powerful enough to cover half of a small area.

The plants that approached Cleon were instantly engulfed in flames and burned to ashes.

“What’s going to happen with this meaningless war of attrition? Ishtal.”

Her Cleon her questioned her in her calm voice, suppressing the anger she felt toward her as much as possible.

Neither the shadow’s attack nor the physical attack could reach the current Cleon.

If there is one possibility, isn’t it trying to catch Cleon off guard after appealing to his weakness her in this way?

Galatea, clinging to Cleon’s waist, was suspicious of Ishtal’s actions to her to the extent that she thought that way.

However, Ishtal let out a fishy laugh as her Fortune her took her her body her.

It was as if they were laughing at Cleon’s question and behavior itself.

“You still don’t know? Certainly, with this body, you can’t beat the light of your holy sword-“

Ishtal speaks with a smile as if talking about the obvious.

“You can’t finish me either. You won’t be able to cut Fortune. As long as I control this body, Fortune’s body won’t feel any guidance…”

Ishtal clapped her hands at the same time, and this time, not the vine stem, but the trunk of a huge tree came out of Fortune’s shadow and attacked Cleon’s body with her.

Cleon quickly emits the light of Caliburn, but the tree was a real tree with substance, not magical power.

Recognizing that, he crosses his swords and tries to block the tree, but the timing is too late, and Cleon’s body falls back with a strong shock.

“It’s like this to keep you off guard. Won’t there be a chance at least once?”

“…There’s no such thing.”

As Cleon said so, as Caliburn’s power was increased to the maximum, the golden light of the powerful divine magic burned even the small area created by Galatea and gave everything except Cleon the power of divine magic within it.

“You’re cowardly. You handle various powers, and treat them as if they were your own…”

Ishtal twisted the corners of his mouth as if criticizing Cleon’s actions of her.

Soon, he snaps his fingers her.

Then, what came out through the ground was the huge insectivorous plant that Cleon had burned earlier.

“The jungle is a harsh environment, Cleon. There’s no way a plant’s life will end completely just by being burned away, right?”

“Kuh…!”

Even if he heard such words outside of common sense, it was not a phenomenon that Cleon could understand.

But. The moment I tried to quickly step back to get out of his mouth his.

A spear of thorns flies from Fortune and pierces Cleon’s shoulder.

When the blood spurted out, the thorns tried to take root towards Cleon’s body as if they were alive.

[Cleon!]

As soon as Galatea saw Cleon’s blood, she raised her voice in excitement, and Ishtal smiled at the thought that she had finally taken a shot.

However, Cleon, the person in charge of him, looked down at his shoulder his and spoke.

“You use Fortune’s magic as if it were your own.”

“…What?”

In the next moment, a huge flame magic erupted from Cleon’s body.

It was similar to, but slightly different from, the flame magic Layla used to use.

“It is natural that the flame burns the plants. I apologize for the lack of firepower, Ishtal.”

“-For a moment.”

Inside the small area, the sky twists and 7 stars shine.

“Ten thousand skies. Eternal brilliance. It is made up of seven pillars. The light of attraction.”

[Dubel Merakel Fekdael Megrezel Aliochel Mizarel Alkadel]

Star magic. The flames of creation.

A reproduction of the legend contained in the constellation.

“…Sir…!”

Ishtal was momentarily lost in the flow of that intense magical power.

Immediately she wraps herself in plants to protect herself.

“I’m sorry, but I’m not looking for Fortune’s body.”

[Asterism-Septentrion!]

The pillar of light that appeared as Galatea’s voice resounded, swept the inside of the small area as it was.

Literally everything except Fortune.

And, the light that surrounds it ‘erases all’ the shadows created by Fortune.

That is, the part possessed by Ishtal disappeared.

A light you can’t open your eyes on. Filled the space

It was a humiliating light for the devil.