Chapter 147 – 147. Punishment (5)

Merlin, she is now observing Clark closely while continuing to periodically fire magic bombardments.

“You son of a bitch, the dildo is broken!”

-Wait a minute, Clark, can you be careful about the spacing?

“Ack! Whatever you do, be good at it, wizard!”

-I’m going back, really. Even during battle, do you find time to make jokes like that?

It’s doing that strange dog drip, and next to that dog drip, a partially materialized sylphid is holding its head.

-Why~ It’s just fun.

And the Minister of Death, Mortus, is laughing happily at that.

Just seeing the god of death, who will kill all of one’s vitality just by being next to him, is right next to Clark is enough to freak him out, but the fact that not a single person is affected by this is yet another horror.

This was proof that the people here were strong and vital enough to not be affected by her power, and in particular, Clark, who was attached to Mortus, was enduring the enormous burden.

“It was like this originally. Give up, Sylphide.”

-I’m going crazy. Did you really hear this drip while Alicia couldn’t summon me often and you guys were fighting?

“No, when I’m serious, I’m very serious. That’s because I’m weak and fall for it.”

-■■■■■■■■■■■■!!!

Was he angry at being told that he was weak?

Alskari gets angry and attacks Elizabeth.

Of course, Elizabeth discards its body lengthwise.

Suddenly-!!!

But-

-■■■■■■■!!!!!

Alskari begins to regenerate frighteningly once again while screaming loudly.

Among the monsters of the stars, only those who serve Nyarlathotep or those who have received Nyarlathotep’s [Blessing] Have the ability to stretch long, with super regenerative abilities. Of course, only one blow is powerful enough to rip open its body in a single blow, but it cannot kill it.

It seems as if it is only affected by Clark’s black flames, and those wounds are not healing.

Pooooo!!!

-■■■!!!!!

“Where are you putting your hand on someone else’s woman, you damn bastard?”

“Aha~ Clark, did you use your strength for me?”

“Of course.”

“Really~?”

“…If I tell you it’s a lie, you’ll get hurt, right? It’s true.”

“Hey, you can drip it. You~~~ trample on my pure heart!!! I won’t forgive you!!!! You can accept it like this?”

Even in that situation, you can see that he was trying to hit a dog drift and then hit a sharp drift while making fun of himself.

Princess knight of Frisia.

The wife of the Duke of Pantalone and the daughter of Eleuard. She is a monster knight who has already surpassed Eleuard as her former enemy. She is a knight so powerful that even when she fights with Lancelot, even Lancelot struggles with her strength.

But here I am, flirting with Geum Taeyang and making drips that only people from another world would do.

What is this?

To them, it seemed like an everyday occurrence, but at least to Merlin, it felt like his image had been completely shattered beyond what he had expected, and he let out a laugh.

What is this, heroes?

Suddenly, I think I need to wake up Gawain, who passed out, and check his thoughts once in a while.

It was Merlin who had that thought.

The good news among the misfortunes is that Alskari is very skillful at defeating them.

“Wouldn’t that make me angry enough to cut this bastard into even more pieces?”

“I told you not to hit a woman even with a flower.”

“I heard Cassandra did well.”

“You are not my woman. You are my woman.”

Marcus was also an asshole, but to a greater degree.

Really, how can they make jokes and joke around like this in the midst of this fierce battle?

They are the same as those commonly referred to as reincarnations or reincarnations from another world.

“And I won’t forgive a son of a bitch who would cut out my heart by coveting someone else’s woman!”

I wonder what happened to this guy.

It’s a bit of a drip that makes you wonder if you should at least listen to it.

Wow!!!

As she was destroying the wall of the underground waterway, she hit Alskari with the shape of her fist and sent him flying, beating her up thoroughly and her powerlessness had to be acknowledged.

…

Ah, if I see things like this, am I also wrong?

This thought comes to mind.

From Merlin’s point of view, I didn’t expect him to act as solemnly as Arthur, but I feel like this is going a little too far.

He said Dick Johnson was his godfather. Could this be Dick Johnson’s influence?

The Hound of Tyndalus, the Hound that crosses dimensions, knows a lot about this area, and it would have had an influence on both of them.

Reincarnation…

It’s all over.

Dick Johnson is similar to that, but has a completely different vibe.

And if you think about the way they are treated on this continent and the trouble they are causing, it seems like they only talk like this when they are playing among themselves.

It’s probably a good thing.

If you do whatever you want to the people around you, it will cause trouble here and there.

The atmosphere on the Elcadia continent toward reincarnated people is mostly exclusive, and the Uruk Empire is particularly strict in its management.

As long as Gilgamesh is around, if such a powerful being were to appear, Gilgamesh would have taken direct action, and the reason Gilgamesh is turning a blind eye is because he does not significantly disturb the order of the continent, and only sticks around with one person.

The otherworlders, reincarnated people, and transferees oppressed by Gilgamesh, the emperor of Uruk, also exist in Camelot.

And there were things they said and did that were completely different from the world, such as saying that the current way of Camelot was not democratic, but surprisingly, Guinevere’s limbs caught them and silenced them.

He was no different from a madman when he proudly claimed that all people are equal and tried to deny the fundamentals of the ruling system.

Of course, I can’t say such bullshit anymore.

That day will come someday, but you are trying to apply it too suddenly to this world, criticizing the ruling system that is running well and trying to destroy it.

I have to admit it.

Camelot, which Guinevere now rules, is stable, and as a country it is more complete than before Arthur.

Although Merlin had hated Guinevere before, he could not trust her even more now.

He surpassed Arthur in the completeness of the country’s governing system, but Arthur’s story was what Merlin wanted to see, not Guinevere’s story.

Camelot, which is ruled by blood and iron and where spying is rampant, and Camelot, which is ruled by its queen, have become better.

Arthur eventually succumbed to the temptation of the gods who promised to save Gawain and tried to kill Clark, who was beating up Alskari right in front of him, but in the end, it was Arthur who died, and Clark who survived.

When you see her doing the dog drips that only people in this world would hit with such confidence, you might momentarily wonder if she did the right thing by choosing this.

She may say that she is a magical girl and all, but in reality, she is Merlin who cares more about Clark than anyone else.

After Arthur’s death.

Lancelot blamed himself for not being able to save the king from Mordred because he was trapped, and in the meantime, Guinevere naturally embraced Lancelot, and even the strong and suspicious Agravaine, and used the knights of the Round Table to refine the ruling system and internally. Made strong.

Meanwhile, Lancelot is still having a secret affair with Guinevere, and Guinevere responds to it.

…

If there’s one thing you remember about Dick Johnson’s drip, it’s soybean paste that tastes like poop, or soybean paste that tastes like poop.

The former was Clark and the latter was Camelot.

Naturally, Merlin took her heart and chose the former.

Even if you can tolerate the taste of poop, you can’t eat poop.

…

Is it because it is a hunting dog that crosses dimensions, or is it because it is a creature from another dimension that it makes such a fuss?

And the hound watches over her successor, whom she selects, raises, and cares for.

And at the same time, she even created her own fist into a shape similar to a sword or auror blade in terms of knights.

Does this look like a wizard? The thought comes to mind.

And the image of Marcus overlaps with that image.

In any case, she is the same as her father, making a fuss with his fists.

Marcus, like Clark, didn’t use any magic and just beat everyone up with his fists. When he was still young, when he came to Magia with Uther, Uther, who could not stand his passion for fighting, got into an argument with him and was beaten.

As time passed, Arthur was born, Arthur drew Caliburn, the sword of choice, received Excalibur from the Lady of the Lake and ruled Camelot, and Marcus also grew older and had two children.

Mira Dawn Bringer.

The existence of stars.

The mother of a thousand lambs.

[Shub Nigguras]

A materialized threat.

And this threat is now following another of Marcus’ children.

While dealing with Alskari, the star monster, she was persistently attacking only the lower body, but she knew that her numerous [Eyes] Were watching her.

Dick Johnson was the only one talking, but now this being was constantly measuring himself.

It’s extremely scary.

Marcus’s eldest daughter. She inherited Marcus’s cool-headed judgment and cunning, and appears to be smiling, irritated, and full of anger, taking out all of her anger at the monster in front of her.

Those huge eyes are watching me closely.

“.. Hehe, how dare you do this to a married woman? I hope you know that if you try to mess with the head of your dick, you’ll get your dick cut out, right?”

-Are you Clark’s enemy or ally?

Even though I’m saying this right here, I’m speaking directly into Merlin’s head.

Even if it seems like you’re just smiling, if you make even the slightest mistake here, it will immediately try to kill you.

She went through a lot of hard work to get here, but she doesn’t want to die because of a slip of the tongue, so Merlin answers carefully.

“Oh, really – shouldn’t a woman talk so damn and all? That’s not pretty. If you’re the eldest daughter of the Dawnbringer family, wouldn’t it be better for her younger brother to speak gracefully?”

-Speaking of enemies, this sounds like a big problem. Your younger brother is the one who can stop the Elder Gods’ modifications right now?

Of course, in the meantime, Clark is seen punching Alskari in the shape of his fist.

And it provides powerful hallucinations that act directly on alskari.

-■■■■■■■■■■■■!!!

He holds her head and looks distressed. Perhaps she is seeing a vision of the terrible sight of her own death, and is probably still wearing the same wounds she suffered when she died.

This is what a nightmare is originally.

Showing a constant nightmare and making that nightmare come true.

Her whole body is burning, torn and dying.

His entire body was exploding, shattered, and burning as if he had been exploded. If you look at him starting to get wet with water, he is exploding and burning, and when you see him getting wet with water, he is experiencing everything from an explosion, spraying, and drowning.

She originally thought that if she died like this, she would only die on the battlefield.

Although this is the first time I have seen it, of course the injuries, pain, and feelings of despair it have suffered.

And judging by the torrent of emotions caused by the pain being absorbed into him, this was truly a ghost who had been beaten to death in a cruel way.

It makes one wonder about the true intentions of Demon Sultan, who revived the ghost, turned it into Alskari, and threw it in front of him.

Of course, I don’t dig into it.

Digging too deeply into divine beings is inviting death. And even if he were a god, he knew very well that if he dug too deeply into it, he would end up in big trouble.

“This-?”

And Merlin grins as he looks at Marcus’ son, who is amazed by her own power. Although Marcus wasn’t interested in him–more accurately, he wasn’t interested–his son was showing a lot of signs of wanting to explore, research, and learn by seeing new knowledge and phenomena.

Naturally, I could explain this in just one word.

Dream killing.

A technique that only dream workers can use.

This is what happens when you die in a dream and it affects you in reality as well.

“It’s called dream killing. I’m a dream walker. A magical girl who walks in dreams! Of course, something like this is possible!”

-Wow, shit, a girl who must have been around for hundreds of years is a magical girl. You know that doesn’t really suit you, right?

On the other hand, Mortus, who was on the right side of Clark’s shoulder, looked at Merlin and said something disgusting, and Merlin was hesitating.

Whether Mortus said it or not, she was a being living in a dream anyway, and of course she could be said to be a [Magical girl], Everyone’s dreams and hopes.

-Are you going to help Clark?

-Of course, you saved Gawain. In addition, due to Arthur’s actions and mistakes, humanity and human rights were completely tangled up. But, it’s a bit difficult for me to do it alone.

At the same time, he is having a thoughtful conversation with Mira. Those eyes that are measuring themselves. If he were the culprit, he would be annoyed that someone so young was already trying to measure him, but Merlin was able to endure it.

That’s a rookie.

They are star beings called gods, and among them, they are the highest level monsters.

It’s good just to have a conversation with something like this so that it doesn’t try to eat you right away.

That’s because most of these beings, the more dangerous they are, the more idiotic they are.

And since there is a high probability that it exists for only one purpose, it was a gamble that Merlin showed up here.

-Okay, that’s it.

At the end, the eyes that were glaring at him are taken away. And now he just vents his anger towards that poor mortal who has completely turned into Alskari.

Well, looking at her memories, it looks like she was a scumbag who hit several women, made them cry, and hurt them, and even after coming back to life, she couldn’t get rid of that habit and incurred her wrath.

Well, that’s right.

Anyway, it’s nonsense to talk about chastity if you’re a man, but this is always the end of a person who’s not good at guarding his subordinates.

Whoa whoa!!

Wood-dud-deud-deuk-!!!

Clark’s fist, and that fist finally begins to crush Alskari.

Al Skari’s screams can be heard as his arms, legs, tail, everything are cut off and his lower body is crushed.

-■■■■■■■■■■!!!!!

“…I’m not trying to stomp an animal that only knows how to scream.”

Judging by the way he is showing his bitter anger towards the being who has turned into Alskari without hiding it, it is obvious even without looking at what happened.

Clark, and Mira.

These two have that kind of relationship. And I see the two of them getting extremely angry and crushing, tearing to shreds, breaking, piercing, and burning.

I’m crying out for help.

But even so, the body is still trying to kill them.

I can’t shake off the unpleasant feeling of hitting a moving punching bag while hanging by a huge will and thread.

And what will Clark do when he realizes who did that? How will you destroy the person hiding behind you?

When you step on stage, you must become a scriptwriter, not an actor who is swayed by the script.

Of course.

Merlin is watching Clark’s choice.

Now, what are you going to do, kid?

He has already intervened and raised the spoon several times, and it can be seen that Clark is extremely irritated right now.

The regenerative ability has been maximized so much that it regenerates even if it is killed, cut, pierced, or burned, and the black flame is induced to burn. How dare you not use it and cut it down? There’s no way this clever kid wouldn’t know that he’s laughing at him like this.

A vicious method of weighing one’s emotions and making sure they are not satisfied.

It’s not going to disappear just because you’ve already come here and you leave here.

“…”

Clark claps his hands together before realizing it’s shit and falling deeper into someone’s trap.

“Okay, here we go.”

“…Clarke?”

“Wait a minute, what are you trying to do-“

After harvesting and preserving Mortus’ power, there was one thing Clark chose.

Sylphid’s power began to swirl in Clark’s hands.

“I have no intention of wasting my power here, following the wishes of the son of a bitch hiding behind it.”