Chapter 365 – Contract

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Peruluca continues to fight against the false goddess by adding new magic to Dhampir’s power her.

And, even if her body is severed in the middle, she is a false goddess who will immediately restore the place.

During the battle between the two, no more sharp metal sounds could be heard.

The roar of lightning, the sound of dimension-severing magic. The sound of water splashing and splashing liquid. The sound of sharp thorns digging into the ground cutting through the air.

A groan caused by the pain flowing out as the enemy’s body was shaved off.

It is a game between those who do their best to kill each other.

However, the situation was not rosy.

The shadow thought body, which had considerable power, was in a state where half of its body melted while flying to protect Peruluca, making it unable to fight properly.

Peruluca’s magical power also did not spring up indefinitely, and magic that cuts dimensions was not low-quality magic that could be expressed with little magical energy.

On the other hand, what about the false goddess and the blood clots he calls out?

All of them were beings that could continue to be regenerated by receiving power in this realm, and the number of people flocking to them and the shape they formed were meaningless.

In fact, everything is just a connected ‘one’ existence.

Among them, only the most powerful one is a false goddess.

No- the power of the vampires that maintain this world itself could be said to be the party’s enemy.

So, the party isn’t just fighting a powerful vampire, they’re fighting a different world, a different realm.

Being forced to fight a tough battle was, in a way, natural.

That’s why, as mortals with limited physical strength, it is inevitable that it is beyond their strength to confront them gradually.

“Whoa~… It’s dangerous. The number of these guys won’t decrease at all. This might lose.”

Sif, who usually doesn’t make weak sounds, sighed and smiled bitterly while spinning the gung nir she was holding in her hand.

[If you say something like that, you might really lose. Comrade It’s not like you.]

Utgart falls from the sky in a confused attitude as to whether he is reprimanding or appeasing Sif, and cuts off half of his body her, slicing off the gore that was aiming at Sif from behind.

Apparently, direct contact with that blood would dissolve mana and vitality, but for some reason, Utgart ignored even such a law and flew in all directions, severing several copies of his blood.

The reason is unclear, but it’s good because it’s giving me strength. Sif thought and told Utgart.

“But it’s really endless. It seems that the situation on the side of Cleon and the others who have gone to the enemy’s leader has not changed…”

“Kat, you may have already suffered everything.”

When I thought I heard the sound of a chain clattering, it was the moose who had tied the handles of two swords together with flames and wielded them with both hands.

He fends off the three clones that rushed at him with a single blow, while simultaneously evaporating them.

As the processing method was gorgeous, blood gushed out from the cut surface, but her body her, which was nearby, raised her body temperature and evaporated the blood before the blood reached it.

Sif thinks that the two of them are convenient bodies, but she couldn’t just ignore what Moose said.

“Don’t say such ominous things. Above all, Cleon can’t be defeated so easily.”

“That dark-haired guy! Certainly, I sensed something… Resembling a beast in him.”

Round and round, the moose moved towards Thief while spinning the sword in his hand.

She seemed even more alien in this space, with flames burning from her body her, heated by the heat of battle.

The heat she gives off is what she creates by burning the flame of her own life, not just for her destruction her.

That heat creates a ember that can ignite even a little bit of fighting spirit in those around her whom she perceives as colleagues.

Sif, too, seeing her moose her, answered her while gripping her spear.

“A beast… Like a beast… Huh. Isn’t that a compliment to a human?”

[Yes. Comparing Cleon-sama to a beast? Impolite.]

Sif replied half-jokingly, but Utgart protested, crackling his moving horn as if he were sincere.

Then, the moose answered the two of them with a snort and a smirk.

“No. For us fighters, this is an unparalleled compliment. Beasts seem to attack their prey with only their instincts without reason at first glance. But those guys are hunters who fight by suppressing their instincts with thoroughly trained reason. In the arena and on the battlefield. And even in a ridiculous fight like this. A guy with that kind of judgment is a nuisance to his enemies.”

At Moose’s long praise, Utgart nodded his head as if feeling a little relieved.

[That’s… That’s right…]

“Huh, a simple guy.”

[What!?]

Utgart, who flew up from the spot with a ‘buu-woong’sound and expressed his anger his, Moose faced with a sword with a spirit like ‘You ‘re the opponent next time?’

At that moment, a mistletoe arrow flying across the two of them pierced the head of a clot of blood that had come close before anyone knew it.

The two quietly looked at Freya, who fired an arrow.

“If you’re so full of energy and want to fight on the same side. Do it after you’ve sorted out all these guys. Otherwise, the bodies of the dead will be eaten by them.”

At Freya’s warning, Moose and Utgart both fell silent for a moment, then turned around and charged at the enemies in their respective directions.

Sif looked at Freyja’s legs while sighing her.

Since her body her is made of plants, her liquid her is basically a substance that can be absorbed.

As Sif was worried about, Freya’s hooves her were slowly turning red.

Fortunately, the blood left behind by the clone’s extinction seemed to lose its annoying absorption ability over time.

Even so, it was blood containing the essence of a vampire, so I don’t think it would be good to absorb it into the body.

“Are you okay? Freya. Legs…”

“…It’s okay. If anything happens, just cut it off. To shoot an arrow, the upper body is all it takes.”

Looking at Freyja, who simply said something outrageous, Sif shook her head as she placed her hand on her forehead on her.

“In such a reckless way…”

“If you don’t go that far, it’s an opponent you can’t win. You’re probably feeling that, too.”

“…Well, that’s right.”

Freya talks to Sif and looks at her.

That direction, the direction Cleon ran to-

And, Grey, Peruluca. It was the direction of the false goddess Amelia was heading.

“…Are you worried?”

“I don’t worry about anything.”

Freyja said so, then she turned her head to look at Sif.

“—It would be a lie to say that. No matter what Cleon is, neither Gray. Nor Amelia. … Nor Peruluca. They are not ‘beings born to fight’. It just pains me to be swept up in a twist of fate and struggling to survive.”

“But Freya doesn’t think they’re going to lose or collapse.”

At Sif’s words, Freya nodded her head.

“All of them are strong. It’s not just physical strength or the amount of magic power. Beings with the will to stand up and fight for what they want to protect. I consider all of them to be strong.”

That’s her opinion of her as a guardian, born to protect her mother’s other children.

“Are you worrying and trusting at the same time…”

“I’m worried because I trust you. Now, let’s stop chatting. The number of enemies is greater than the number of words we share.”

As Freyja finished her words, she fired another arrow into her bow her.

Sif walked as if crossing with Freyja, holding a mass of black magic in one hand. In the other hand, I hold a black shining magic spear.

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“Kahheuk…!”

Did he finally run out of magic power?

Peruvian Luca touched her knees to the ground with her hands on her ground as her blood her gushed from her mouth her.

[Hey! Student! Change with me! I’ll run away so that I can somehow survive with my remaining magic power!]

“Noisy, noisy…! I’d rather run away… Buy a little bit of time…”

[If you die, who will defeat that being! If you survive, that black demon’s magic swordsman’s plan will also help!]

Ignoring Aleista’s voice roaring inside, Peruluca tries to get up once more, but her body she won’t respond.

Like an animal immediately after birth, his trembling knees his had no strength, and his vision his was blurry.

He does n’t notice the enemy’s attack slowly approaching him, or her malice her.

No- even if I knew, it wasn’t a condition that could be avoided.

[Ah… I really die…! Aleister, the great magician of this era, is tied up by a stupid apprentice…!]

Regardless of whether Aleista’s despairing voice reached Dyurahan or not.

Dyurahan, too, was feeling that it was not a situation where he was hiding his hand while looking at the situation.

“…Now, there’s nothing I can do…!”

Durahan—or rather, Wilhelm Mina, the owner of that body—has made up her mind her, and she puts her hand on the scruff of her neck her.

And- that part that had been sealed by magic- she grabbed the scruff of his neck as if tearing out the wound itself-

The undead’s unique aura, turquoise-colored flames resembling a wisp of fire, dwelled in her hand.

[Wilhelmina-]

At that moment, a voice echoed in her head.

It was the voice of Solina, the original owner of this body.

Although she gave her own body her to her Wilhelmina her, seeing the situation with her her inside her so far.

What Wilhelmina would do from now on would be she to she no longer be able to maintain that relationship.

“Sorry Solina. I think it was the right thing to do from the beginning.”

Wilhelm Mina bids farewell to her sister-like being her who has lived in her body her for a long time.

“Goodbye.”

And, if you seize the flames in her hands and tear them out—

Paperweight! And with a sound like paper tearing, the wound on her neck was ripped away.

It was like tearing up an old contract and destroying it.

A sudden wave of her magical powers struck Peru Luca and her false goddess who was about to attack her.

At the same time, when the two of them lift their heads and look in the direction of Dyurahan.

There, in one hand, the sword he was still holding to restrain the flesh.

In the other hand- I saw Dyurahan holding a trident of flames glowing green.

No, it couldn’t be called Dyurahan anymore.

On her neck her, she did n’t even have the magic power that sealed the severed face that was visibly visible, and even the severed face remained.

This is because her neck and body were completely attached.

She returned from the undead Dullahan to the Crusader Solina.

“Wilhelmina…?”

The false goddess spoke, not Solina, looking at the trident she held in her hand.

Her presence her had moved from her body her to the window.

[Originally, it would have been better for me to keep my body from swelling until the end. I just can’t wait to see it now. I’m sorry Solina. It may be difficult, but please hold back that flesh a little more.]

Wilhelmina’s voice echoed through Solina, echoing from her window to her.

“…Yes.”

Solina gave a small answer and accepted Wilhelmina’s will. She and she grabbed the spear and-

As it was, it was thrown at the false goddess.

What Wilhelmina did was, simply put, materializing her own soul her and turning it into her weapon her.

The principle itself was no different from the ability of vampires to turn blood into a weapon.

However, unlike blood, which can be supplemented by vampirism, weaponizing the soul is spiritual suicide.

The soul, separated from the body without a medium, gradually disperses and disappears.

Even the vampire’s soul was no exception, and the spark in Wilhelmina’s soul was still slowly dwindling.

“I was wondering what he did… Self-destruction.”

The false goddess gazes aimlessly at her trident her flying straight at her, raises her hand and blocks it, creating a wall of her blood her.

Just like this, she will absorb her soul her.

As she thought so, she raised the corner of her mouth her and the moment her spear her touched the wall.

“What…!?”

Wilhelmina, right through the wall, climbed from the palm of her goddess through her arm and severed her shoulder her.

She just slips out behind her.

Thanks to that, Peruluca seized on the spear that had lost speed.

[Did you think you could stop it? I’m sorry Alexios. For hundreds of years, I have carried the divine magic of that child who lost everything because of you in my soul. It is no exaggeration to say that my soul is now a holy sword prepared to kill only you. Ah, since it’s in the form of a spear, would it be better to be a holy spear?]

“Keugh…!”

That is the contract between Solina and Wilhelmina.

And, what Wilhelmina can do, is her atonement her for her her.

By completely surrendering Solina’s physical body her to Wilhelmina, Wilhelmina comes up with a way to take Alessios down for her and Solina her.

In order to kill the monster called Alessios, created by his research results his.

During the hundreds of years spent in this realm, the crusader Solina entered her body her and constantly infused Wilhelmina’s soul her with divine magic, altering her soul’s character her.

Thanks to this, Wilhelmina’s soul her, which has received divine magic that is not compatible with her vampires her, becomes more unstable when separated from her body her.

She will be able to maintain that form and remain in her world for ‘a few minutes’.

‘… When I leave Solina’s body her, the power to restrain her flesh weakens her. There is a possibility that the flesh side will run out of control first, so I didn’t want to use it now if possible.’

After Cleon returned, she could have used this power to annihilate her body if she had subdued the false goddess.

It was a situation where such things could not be discussed, so it was a bit early to express power.

“In that case… I’ll swallow you and melt you down with that bitch!”

However, Alexioson felt that the regeneration of the previous wound was noticeably delayed, and she sensed the danger with that spear. Instead of her own body her, she created a larger wave of blood and tried to devour her her Peru Luca.

“Peruruca!”

Seeing the sight, Amelia raised her voice, but Luca’s body was still immobilized.

The next moment she tried to move her body her, somehow, trying to get even her spear her out of her waves her.

Something, a black figure rushes forward and splits the bloody waves with magic power.

The unleashed slash split the wave of blood in half and then scattered it in the air.

The false goddess, her eyes wide open, was perplexed as she felt that her soul her, which she had felt within herself, was all gone.

And, she was gnashing her teeth as she looked at the person who had disturbed her.

“You…! You must have pierced the stomach!”

Peruvian Luca looked up at her Cleon with her weary body and spoke.

“——Clue, Leon-san…!”

“Peruruca…Sorry, it was hard alone.”

Cleon, who had recovered from the wounds on her body her, put her hand on her Peru Luca’s shoulder her and comforted her.

She was handed the spear she was holding.

Magic-eating sword in one hand, Wilhelmina’s spear in the other.

[Has it been successful…! Then, if all that’s left is to get rid of that remaining evil spirit, the false goddess, and the flesh on her back her, it’s really over!]

“Okay… Let’s go, Wilhelmina. …Illenu.”

[Okay.]

There was another echoing voice, unlike Wilhelmina’s.

Rather than returning to her own body her, it was Illenu who was sealing the wounds in Cleon’s soul her by possessing him.

“Really last. Vampire hunting.”