Chapter 116 – 116. Spartal (4)

-Meanwhile, Spartal at that time-

People who have been called children of the devil, demons, etc. Since they were young because they have dark skin.

And the cult was very infuriating to me.

That’s because black was a good outfit for cult members to hide in the dark, and it was a symbol of the chosen people’s consciousness of being different from others, which did not go well with dazzling light.

Those who wear black, of course, it depends on fashion and color preference, but from my perspective, I have not seen any sane people compared to those who wear black and preach strange things to people.

Naturally, this fanatic will not easily back down after making a threat.

That would be natural.

Otherwise, would you be a fanatic?

Rather, they think that they can become martyrs only if they risk their lives.

You shouldn’t expect these people to understand.

I’m speaking from the perspective of having wiped out all the cult groups in Magia, but telling them to get out of the way is just a warning.

Final warning.

And maybe this isn’t enough yet? Mercy that gives people who know how to think what they want a chance to live.

Naturally, this woman did not back down.

I thought he was angry, but then his expression changed to benevolent and he came towards me.

And, of course, the security forces are also watching this situation.

They say they’re hiding somewhere else, but I’m aware of people hiding more than 10 meters around me, and especially in a castle like this, if I can’t find people walking around with their pants on, that’s a problem in its own way.

…It’s really dirty, isn’t it?

“…Ah, as expected, you have been subjected to all kinds of persecution in the world. Among your ancestors, you are a high-ranking person. But you are suffering in many ways due to the pressure of his power. Have you ever regretted being born?”

I wish I was never born.

And is he saying something that is extremely unpleasant?

Are you fooling people with that?

Naturally, this fanatic woman’s tongue, which fluttered like a snake’s tongue, continued to play with her snout.

“If you weren’t born, why are you living in such pain? Have you ever thought about that? You can see that feeling of wishing you were never born. You can see that in the weak people who are suffering in Spartal. So we can be together. Studying together, accepting [Chaos] In this cursed world – and accepting chaos, we can be one. May there be chaos in this world – chaos, only chaos. We can [Save] The world-“

It’s extremely unpleasant.

Dick’s smiling face gradually distorted, as if he thought this was shit.

In her increasingly dark Spartal city, there are countless poor people and vagabonds who are of the same type as her, matching her atmosphere.

We see people who are not accepted in Spartal and are moving around the lower classes.

It seems that only the strong are chosen as warriors, and those who are not are doomed to fall to the ground and die.

Slums are everywhere in the darkness of cities, but here it was especially worse.

“Stay there, you cultist bitch! No one can break the law right in front of me! How dare you spread impure proselytizing here!”

“You damned minions of light who can’t even recognize the true God!”

“Oh-“

And at the same time, Dick nods her head and observes the current situation. Naturally, the city’s security function is alive and well. Of course, if you think about Dick’s dog dripper temperament, it looks like he is looking at this situation and trying to use it as a stepping stone to load up on dog drippers.

Aside from that, while I was confronting that cult woman and the Spartal security forces, at the same time, a police officer approached me as well.

Ah, is that why I was watching?

To get a chance to drag him legally?

Of course, there is only one person who would do such a petty thing.

“You too, follow me. It is against the law to take out a weapon outside of the security forces without permission.”

“Oh, is that the Phrygian law, Elizabeth?”

“What about Spartal?”

So, the laws are different for each province.

Of course, that could happen.

But first of all, I’m Elizabeth’s guest of honor.

“Your Excellency the Margrave. Your Excellency the Margrave, I would like you to accompany me as well…”

These people are crossing the line and trying to use me to put pressure on Elizabeth as well.

Hmm.

Well, that’s good.

It’s been a while since I became a gangster.

It’s time to show you why I was called a gangster in Magia.

Ah, this cold and heavy feeling.

It’s time to return to Magia’s thugs.

“But you guys, I guess I’ll have to wait until you take out your weapons and explain why it only popped out now.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”

“Oh, no shit. You guys were hiding behind there and came right after I took out the hammer on this cultist woman. Isn’t that right?”

“There is no such fact.”

“I don’t know if panty men like you are common on this street. You guys were the only panty men on this street who were secretly hiding and watching me. You guys were watching this all the time, but weren’t you going out on patrol and watching me and then following me under orders from somewhere? The moment I committed a crime, Catch it.”

Of course, it is not easy to admit it.

No, how good would it be if we just came out and patrolled like we normally do, and if we see a socialist, we catch them.

The problem is that these things are constantly looking around, and even Sylphid’s Eye, Mortus, and even Shogus are cooperating with me and trying to criticize me for monitoring the surrounding situation in real time.

Hmm.

I guess conversation, physical conversation is necessary.

“Either be judged by the law, or die here, Geumtaeyang! Here, our word is the law!!”

Are you really confident you can handle it?

I don’t know, but Elizabeth is here too.

Are you ignoring me because I’m a woman? Or maybe even her brain became a muscle and she became an asshole.

What is certain is that I have been seriously insulted, and if I don’t resolve this, I have a disease where my fists will cry and go crazy.

That is, here I decided to destroy them.

“…Wow, that’s really sad. This is what it means to be a dick to a foreigner. Do you want to be a dick to a foreigner?”

“You already know that you can’t use magic…”

Insert the hammer.

That’s right, why are you criticizing me like this because I can’t use magic?

Dick and Elizabeth exchange glances.

You can use magic, but it is difficult to use magic. After saving Elizabeth, I used up all my magic and was injured.

It’s that kind of ‘setting’.

And as a result, they were waiting here, knowing that I couldn’t use magic, and as expected, they started arguing.

The operation is a success.

And through this, I fight with my newfound strength.

Although you cannot use large-scale explosive magic like before, use it until you recover.

A battle using elemental magic.

Anyway, you have to get used to Sylphid’s power, and the same goes for Mortus’ power.

Of course, it is clear that if you use Mortus’ power, you will die, and of course, you will have to make some kind of forceful demonstration to tell him not to mess around here.

As we headed to the castle at the invitation of Leonidas, many people saw me, Dick, and Elizabeth, especially the hidden powerful people who judged that their rule was likely to be shaken so that they could all come out.

And just enough to be confident enough to decide that it’s worth a try.

Then, he raises his fist and wraps the power of Sylphid around it.

“I mean, even though I can’t use magic right now because of my injury, I thought I wouldn’t be able to blow you guys away.”

Actually, it doesn’t really matter if you don’t have this.

With only his fists and a dagger or hammer, he crawled all the way to Magia, stomping on heresy inquisitors, chopping down priests, and breaking the bones of wizards.

What if the power of Sylphid is there?

Of course it’s perfect.

Type 1, breeze.

An elemental art that uses the power of a designated sylphid without a set method or technique.

And-

Raise your fist and slam it into the floor.

Paang!!!

The sound of air bursting resonates.

The moment when the air explodes and the wind pressure trapped in my fist is released.

And the King of the Winds.

The incarnation of the Wind King.

It was a light breeze, but it was enough to blow away all the security forces soldiers who were attacking me with spear knives, and send them flying into the sky for about two seconds before falling to the ground.

“Uh, wow?!”

“Ugh!?”

And it is impressive to see the body suddenly lifted up into the sky and the spirit of the Spartal Pants Men hovering in the air, making stupid noises everywhere.

The same goes for the commander of the security forces.

“W-What is this…Kwaaaaa!?”

And I see Silphid riding on the breeze that burst from my fist and playing with the security guard by spinning it around.

And as soon as their brief floating is over, they fall ungainly on the frozen ground. Even after rising about 2 to 3 meters and being thrown to the ground, the security forces soldiers immediately stand up and attack with spear knives.

Of course-

“Aaaaahhh!!! Buy, buy, save people!!!”

Although Silphid adjusted it at the end, it is a bonus that it prevents the cult member from dying as well.

And Silphid, who came out with a burst of strength, laughed and returned to me, giving me a thumbs up and praising me.

As always, I knew he talked a lot, but I didn’t know he talked this much.

Well, I was constantly talking to Morthus, and Morthus is also talkative, so the two of us kept talking.

Is this a meeting between talkative people?

And of course, the things they say about me are truly outrageous.

-Great! This is how you unleash your power, Clark! Stronger! And let your imagination explode! You handle my power well! Okay like that! Shush! And boom! And boom! And it explodes and whirls and whips away!

-…Wow, you look so fucking excited. Clark, when are you going to use this sister’s powers? Dark in the darkness, abyss of the abyss! The descent of death from the bottomless pit of deep darkness. The words are very simple! And! You can make the sound come out naturally! Shall I show you this sister’s power?

No, if you use your power you will die.

Naturally, she is the Minister of Death. If you add her strength, the people here really won’t be able to withstand it.

If they are not strong enough or have low vitality, they will all die, and of course that is not what I want.

First of all, her power can be mixed with anything, and it is the power that can be mixed with any herbicide. This is something I learned while sparring with Dick when he received enhanced soul sparks, and even when the attack was loaded with the power of the god of death, he easily avoided attacks like mine.

It has the power to kill even if it passes by, so what? He even showed that he was able to endure while doing so, and of course, Mortus said that Dick ‘can’t be killed’ now.

As a bonus, your body recovers faster than dying, so you don’t die.

He said that when he erases the existence, he cannot be killed because the existence is supported by the Demon Sultan, and that it will not die unless Mortus himself kills it.

…For the first time in my life, I fought with Sylphid and Mortus, helpers of great power, and trained countless times with Dick, and as a bonus, I guess I’m a little angry after seeing that? I also had to fight the second match with Elizabeth, who approached me while doing so.

…

When viewed from a distance, it is a comedy, but when viewed up close, there is no woman as scary as the real Elizabeth.

-Ohhohohohoho~ Now~ Clark, take this too!

-It’s too much, it’s too much! Nothing that big can fit into this Geumtaeyang!!!

-Are you okay. It will get better after you sweat it all out.

-Ah, crazy! You’re going to stab me with that big, beautiful sword!

-I get stabbed by you every time too?

-No, it’s different from that!!!

-No, I don’t think so. How you hit me with your spear!

…I guess we didn’t overlap each other just once, so we had a strange conversation.

One thing is certain: Elizabeth was a good teacher, and it made her less likely to die in close combat.

…

She committed anyway.

For some reason, I didn’t want to fight with the public authorities, but if you’re going to use the security forces as a shield behind your back like this, I should go do something to them.

It’s because I don’t like the sight of people catching cultists as they should, as if they were waiting for the ones they should catch, and me trying to put pressure on them in my own way.

If I had caught the cultist who approached me in advance, I would have taken that into account, but since that wasn’t the case, it’s a shame stack +2.

“You did it cool, man.”

“Ah, these bastards are messing with me.”

“Why are you planning to commit something like this from the beginning?”

It should be so. From the beginning, I was planning on carrying around a lot of aggro in Spartal.

Crunch- Crunch-

“Party…”

“I’ll make you an asshole.”

“…”

“What, why, you idiot?”

And Dick took away what I had to say.

“It was originally mine, you bastard.”

…

Well, I say so.

Anyway.

I will not forgive the pants men who broke my heart!