Chapter 3 – 03. No Way Home (3)

Kikimora.

House elf.

A house fairy who lives in the snowy, tundra region of Urus above.

If you ask why they are called monsters, you only need to dig a little to know about fairies. It’s an old story about a child they were playing with going missing, or taking on the appearance of that child, entering the child’s home, acting like that child, and annihilating the entire family.

The main characters of cruel fairy tales are often fairies.

For that reason, they are often classified as ‘monsters’ because they cause harm to humans…

In most cases, it is a mistake to enter that area arbitrarily.

Moreover, if they come directly and cause harm, I have nothing to say.

Honestly, it doesn’t matter who breaks into someone else’s house and starts fucking, it’s the same thing as breaking an earthenware pot.

Anyway, about Anna.

It was different from the fairy I knew, and the magic power flowing through her body, the magic power filled with dark energy, showed that she had turned into a monster, and she appeared in the world with her clear body.

And that body caught my interest, and as a 10-year-old child at the time, I saw her being beaten to death with a stick without committing any crime because she was a monster, and I became interested in the existence of a fairy and the existence of her who was a fairy and yet possessed magical energy. In order to get Anna, who was a young girl, she blew away two adult men with a shock wave and stood in front of them.

I remember her trembling in fear as she looked at me, begging me to save her and saying she didn’t want to die.

I was a complete child at the time, and she looked older than me, but her clothes were almost like rags and her body was skinny. Even if she were a monster, she would have died soon after.

In fact, she was 12 years old when she first appeared in the world, and she was 2 years older than me.

He did not particularly have the ideology of the chosen people, nor was he a person who was benevolent or philanthropic to anyone.

Just by looking at him, he is a low-class life, busy earning a living without knowing how to do anything, and of course, as soon as he discovers someone inferior to him and a being who can use violence to his heart’s content, he is beating up a young girl.

…Of course, I have no intention of belittling their lives about this.

The food I eat was made by someone, and the streets I walk were built by someone working hard.

Nothing is created from nothing.

Moreover, even for naturally occurring monsters, magical energy must gather there for them to be created.

Of course, I have no intention of belittling their lives, but at least it wasn’t nice to see him taking out his anger on people who were worse than him.

Also, why did Kikimora, a house fairy, appear in the warm south instead of Urus?

I thought that interest in ‘why’ it appeared here was more important than pity for its existence.

As a bonus, I was disgusted by people who expressed their feelings of inferiority to those who were inferior to them.

If you calculate the ratio of the two, it would probably be about 4 for interest and 6 for disgust.

And Anna, who was taken to me as a Kikimora. And she held her hand and waited as soon as she entered the house. The other employees were shocked and surprised, but her father was not particularly surprised.

As always, he taught me to respect my work and choices and take responsibility for them.

And I took her to take her responsibility.

Asking if you would stay with me.

And to that she nodded her head and said I would put a constraint on it. She was asked if she would still stay, but she nodded her head.

And finally-

The words asking if you would work for me.

And she nodded at that.

In fact, she is a house fairy, and of course, she is a being who chooses the owner of the house and lives in that house.

And the head butler and other maids who washed her were reluctant to train her, but perhaps it was her specialty, and even without teaching them, they watched and followed what others did, and worked more neatly and refinedly, and because of that, the other servants and servants I was also jealous of him.

Something that isn’t even human pretends to be human.

Of course it was in front of my eyes, and I gave up on it.

I am none other than the son of Marcus Dawn Bringer, the owner of the mansion.

I was brought here, and I had a responsibility to take responsibility. He said he would join me and work for me. I had to take responsibility for the Kikimora that only saw me.

And as a bonus, seeing them freely venting their stress on the Kikimora, who were obviously lower level than them, was truly pathetic.

Anyway, instead of being a maid at the mansion, I had her as my personal servant and secretary, and as a bonus, I would ask for her permission and examine her body, along with my personal interest in why she naturally came here, and surprisingly, she discovered that she had an aptitude for magic.

Being able to construct a magic circuit depends on whether arcane energy can be accepted or not. Whether it’s someone else’s or naturally occurring arcane energy, of course it’s arcane energy. She absorbed her magic power for a moment, and I was curious about whether she could learn her magic or not.

Of course, she is a sub-race similar to humans, a beastman, and a fairy, but because she is different from humans in minute details, she had a lot of trouble constructing a magic circuit, but in the end, after recognizing every corner of her body, it is possible. .

He scanned her entire body to see where she was different from a human, constructed a magic circuit suitable for her body, and installed it in her body.

When I found out later, my father said that in the case of newly created magic circuits, the risk of ‘runaway’ is high, so it is customary to make them secretly within the skilled high-ranking magicians or the consul’s family, and if you make them and apply them as quickly as I did, it could be a big problem.

And when her father knew it himself, he called Anna in and inspected it here and there, personally checking and examining the aptitude of the magic circuit and the operation performance and functionality of the magic circuit. If the arcane energy output of the basic magic circuit awakeners is 10F, Anna’s In this case, it is 100F.

They say it’s 10x, but that’s not necessarily a good thing.

Naturally, if the output is strong, the output can be adjusted and controlled, and magical energy can be ejected unconsciously during daily life.

Magic energy and arcane energy are energies that are used only for destructive power, and when released, a major accident can occur.

So, you have to start with the weaker ones slowly, but the output is too strong.

Because of that, I was very scolded.

As for her, it was I who installed her magic circuit in her… And it was I who modified it.

So she taught her to control her arcane energy and taught her magic before teaching her various magic tricks. She was an excellent student and maid, and I had her as my assistant and a helper even while I was at her mansion and while I was teaching magic to aspiring wizards as an elementary school professor at the Faculty of Magia Magic. Placed next to

-I will follow you.

-I won’t allow it.

-Why? Isn’t the reason you taught me magic because you wanted me to deal with your master’s enemies?

First, simple interest, then research.

And through that, she became a wizard who uses human ‘magic’ rather than an ordinary monster. And of course, I broke the contract with her, and she is no longer the servant of ‘Clark Dawn Bringer’.

And, of course, I didn’t want to take Anna to such a dangerous place, in a situation that was like going to die voluntarily.

The past 8 years. And the time I spent with Anna was fun, and she was a really competent maid who prepared everything without me having to say anything, and even if there was anything that didn’t suit my taste, she knew like a ghost and changed the food.

Anna was so excellent that I thought that if I had taken her with me on an expedition, she would have been able to do something about such an arduous expedition.

That’s why she didn’t want to take him with her.

-From the place where I will return, so that I can return. Protect the place to return.

She left those words.

I had no intention of dying.

And true to form, I came back.

And then come back-

“Ah, master- master…!!”

Anna looked sad, shedding tears and caressing the scars here and there on her body. And these wounds were not caused by monsters, but rather by humans, priests, the Inquisition, its troops, and members of God.

Until they arrived at the Demon King’s Castle, the warrior party did not suffer any major injuries, and other than the Demon King, there were no enemies they had to prepare for death.

They were all enemies that I could defeat, and the past two years of life on the run were extremely difficult for me as I was unable to use magic due to overloading my magic circuit.

The scent of jasmine from Anna’s body, as she hugs me tightly with her blue eyes looking down at me, makes me realize that I have returned.

It’s a nostalgic, yet very familiar jasmine scent.

As soon as I knew I liked Anna’s scent, I started wearing it all the time.

And I, unable to let go of her tension, gradually began to close my eyes in Anna’s arms.

I feel sleepy.

I’m so sleepy.

In fact, the reason I got here now was because I hadn’t slept properly for two days.

It was an incredibly harsh condition for a weakened body that could not even use magic.

“Master, are you sleepy? I will prepare you a bed here now.”

And Dick’s hideout.

And of course, the bedding that Dick had made in preparation for emergencies.

Anna took me and laid me down on a bed that wasn’t luxurious, but was good for two people.

At some point, he brought out a magic alarm and a blanket and covered my body. They soaked a handkerchief in water and wiped my dirty face, hands and feet.

Ah-

Really, it’s back again.

…

There is a lot to handle, a lot to do.

…

It would be nice if there was someone I could ask for a little more help.

…

The southern outskirts of the Magia Principality.

“You can’t go in.”

“…Ha, really.”

A woman with hair as black as ebony, hair as flowing and flowing as silk, down to her thighs, and wearing a revealing silk dress that revealed her body. Wearing a black silk cloak over her shoulders and a witch’s cone hat, the woman’s appearance was surprisingly beautiful, with a desirable and voluptuous body, a shapely thigh exposing one of her legs, and a witch wearing high heels.

And the purple octahedron crystal hanging on the woman’s staff was spinning, and dark energy was swirling around it.

Just looking at it showed that the woman holding the staff was not in a good mood, as her golden eyes were burning with arcane energy.

“I’m going into my house, but why are you blocking me?”

“There are no exceptions for anyone. According to Master Solias’ will, no one can enter or leave Magia. This is also permitted by the King of Magic, Medea.”

“That fucking whore.”

And as soon as he finished speaking, the wizards of Magia also appeared.

And ha! The woman lets out a laugh and looks at them.

“…Hey, are you guys confident?”

“Did you know that your half-brother played a very decisive role in bringing down your father, ‘Mummy – Dawn Bringer’?”

Mira – Dawn Bringer.

Clark – Dawn Bringer’s half-sister.

And Magia’s wizards laugh at her mummy and mock Clark.

“Kkekekeke, you idiot. You’ll just have to take another disciple anyway, but you’re putting your family and family in danger to protect a fishy brat like that. Are you ready to die for having a stupid younger brother? .”

“My brother is not stupid.”

And finally, golden eyes shine. And seeing that, the church’s heresy inquisitors and high-ranking heresy inquisitors equipped with divine barriers and holding hammers and axes attacked Mira.

And just as she was about to do that, Mira’s staff swung around and cut into her bottom.

At the same time as drawing the floor-

Meaeaeaeaeae-

“Just cry and cry~”

And then, the sound of sheep bleating is heard.

A bundle of tentacles appears, and together with a huge pile of black tentacles, a swirling darkness appears. The first Inquisitors to attack were pierced by the tentacles, skewered, and soared into the sky. And then the angels appear, and the angels’ spears and tentacles attack the wings.

And likewise, before the wizards’ magic bombardment even begins, a torrent of arcane energy, which is the magic bombardment itself, pours out from Mira’s staff and wipes out the wizards.

The images of wizards, priests, and angels dying as they were swept away by the torrent of energy without even being able to scream.

First rumors about Mira Dawn Bringer.

Feud with Clark.

And a witch who was pushed out due to a fight for the successor position went to Gehenna, the city of witches hiding in the south, underground in Alfheim, and in the Underworld.

So I thought she would be weaker than Clark.

No, she had to be weak.

Without exaggeration, this was a force that even Clark in his prime could not easily deal with.

“…!!!”

And as he was about to run away to report to the church, a woman with black skin and black hair and ram’s horns appeared behind him.

Mira Dawn Bringer?

No.

This-

It is a ‘summoned beast’ controlled by Mira.

And – it caught her own head –

At the same time, the presence of a man with black hair opened the space and revealed himself.

And then a mischievous-looking woman with silver hair and a red bridge appeared behind her, and at the same time, a woman with ram horns threw what was grabbed by her head to the black-haired man.

And a man with black hair holding its head.

Okay-

Clark’s only friend.

‘Dick Johnson’ grabs the head and extracts information from it.

“…Quaaaaah!!”

The sight of everything in my head being sucked out along with a painful scream.

At the same time, as soon as he does that, the priest of the church turns white and dies.

And Mira, who wiped out all the wizards and skewered the remaining Inquisitors and creatures by hanging them from her tentacles, walks over the sea of ​​blood and asks Dick.

“Where is my brother?”

A feeling of worry comes to mind.

I know that my younger brother is alive.

Damn you devil.

How much pain must the younger brother have suffered over the past seven years as he was caught up in the intolerance of the gods who could not tolerate the existence of a ‘demon king’ who would overthrow their reign. I want to run right away, but if I force my way through this place, I’m sure it will continue to bother me.

It must be destroyed slowly and calmly.

My younger brother also said.

-The more urgent you are, the slower you go. Calmly. Only then can you see it.

…

Yes, you have to take it slow.

Dick said, looking at himself.

“You are in a safe place.”

He is a guy who never lies.

And, more than wizards, more cautious and cunning than anyone else. A rare ax murderer who went to Byzantine and ruined all the Byzantine leaders. And that was Dick Johnson, and from then on, the church instilled fear, despair, and helplessness in them to the point that they were terrified just by looking at him.

Just one deliberate action.

A being that couldn’t even use magic showed even more fear.

And when you think about it, this guy is truly amazing.

“…Okay, then that’s a relief.”

“Do you know what I would have done?”

“Considering the ‘pathetic’ restrictions on your body, don’t try to test people’s hearts with words like that. Before you kill them.”

And at the sight of him playing around with his younger brother’s well-being, Mira narrows her eyebrows and flashes golden eyes. The air is shaking and the ground is shaking.

Kugugung-

“…Didn’t I tell you? Don’t bother me with unnecessary tests. Mira~ I’m sorry if I bothered you!”

And the woman next to me. A woman with silver hair bows her head towards herself and apologizes. It’s a name, I think she had a name, but I’m not particularly interested in it.

“Tsk, that’s fine. But, it looks like it’ll take quite some time to get here, so you can’t die, right?”

And once again, a huge army gathers in the sky.

And Mira sighs as she looks at it.

“This is so annoying. Do you want to help?”

“10 million gold coins.”

“…Isn’t this a raw blade blade?”

Of course, if you ask him if he wants to help, he will help you if you give him money. He’s Clark’s friend, but he’s very secretive about money.

Well, he’s the kind of guy who would go to hell with his friends if they gave him money. However, if other people ask for such a request, he will cut off their heads without hesitation. Although it cannot use magic, that damned body that rejects all the magic in the world not only repels magical energy but also all sacred magic that borrows the power of God.

I thought he was holding an ax and freezing it, but it turned out to be an ax that broke the wizard’s head.

And when I think about it, I’m glad this guy isn’t Clark’s enemy.

Will Dick help you just this once? I thought about it, and considering how much money Clark had, I could have helped him, but Clark refused without hesitation.

It’s his business, he says he’ll take care of it.

“Don’t die. Their purpose is to prevent you from getting out of here… Or kill you.”

I wonder who is worried about whom.

Either that or not, it asks where the intention came from.

“…What is the subject?”

“Media, the capital of Magia.”

…

“…Is it Medea? Or is it something else?”

“It’s a higher head.”

And a purple light glows in those black eyes. If you see him grinding his teeth like that, this guy is no ordinary guy.

When Clark, who was born with dark skin, faced a lot of discrimination as a child, he was the only person who became close to Clark, stayed by his side, and gave him advice. Of course, he was not an ordinary child. He also knows that there are circumstances.

…

Is that so?

“When that time is over, will we be enemies?”

“At least I won’t worry about you guys. I have hundreds of wives that I have to feed in the first place.”

“There is no such thing as Casanova.”

“…It’s not that I wanted it to happen, but I can’t just throw away a girl I like.”

Yes, if you take responsibility for it.

I don’t want to be caught between them. By crossing his index and middle fingers, Dick opens space and disappears.

“Good Luck.”

Saying so.

And left alone-

No-

The pupils of Mira’s eyes, which are no longer ‘alone’ at the moment, change from round to horizontal.

And then, the bleating of black sheep beginning to stir in her shadow can be heard.

“Everyone, cry and cry.”

Meaeaeaeae-

Meaeaeaeae-

The sound of sheep bleating is heard.

The bleating of sheep rang out, and the place was filled with only darkness.

The light sparkled and continues to twinkle.

However, if it sparkles, it gets eaten by the darkness.