Chapter 271 – Water and Oil #02

Sometimes someone’s tragedy becomes a comedy when viewed from a distance.

Such was the condition of Al’Miraj now.

“Bar, Miss Violet. Couldn’t we take a break for a while in a situation like this… ?”
“I’m sorry Al’ Miraz. You don’t know when the battle will break out again, so let’s just keep the spells and shields we’ve chanted. Are you okay?”
Hehe,hehe…”

Right after the battle began, Violet had been playing the role of an aggressive supporter, assisting the entire battlefield with various magics and supplementing her firepower.

Not only that, but he also froze the entire flowing sea with the cold of hell and helped the heavenly demons and knights fight, so it’s no exaggeration to say that he is a candidate for first-class merit in this battle along with the saintess.

The problem was that only one demon had the power to use attack magic strong enough to pass through a legionnaire, army support magic, and large-scale environment magic that changed the battlefield.

‘Mmm…I’m dizzy…Is this the lack of magic I’ve been hearing about?’

Al’Miraj is the only daughter of Genie, one of Mephistopheles’ vassals and one of the most powerful.

Her greatest strength is not even her authority her, but her immense magical power her. Al’Miraj herself was confident that even the quantity and quality of her magical powers would not yield to her higher demons of her.

Of course, when demons are summoned to the human world, she has many limitations compared to her body her, but even so, Al’Miraj never felt a lack of magic.

Until now.

“Oh, is it because you’re having a hard time? It’s okay to take a break from Al’Miraz if you’re having a hard time.”
“Oh no! To say it’s hard, can’t I, being Mephisto-sama’s closest aide, get this tired?”

Al’Miraj was started by the dizziness she felt for the first time in her life from her lack of magic in her.

When her Violet asked how much magic she could use before the battle, she herself replied that she could use it as much as she wanted, but she wasn’t human enough.

No matter how much she possesses magical powers like that of the Great Ocean, she has limits.

But Al’Miraj could n’t reveal her own limitations her to her her Violet her.

‘I have pride as Mephisto-sama’s closest aide, how could I say something weak to humans…!’

For the demons, especially those under Mephistopheles, the Lord of Contracts, who, like Al’Miraj himself, sees her pact her as the source of their power her, her promises and oaths her are more of an oath that cannot be broken.

If you break her promise her, you lose your dignity her, and if you don’t fulfill her contract her, you have to pay for her cause and effect her. That price is a price that will never be light.

Besides…It’s embarrassing. At the very least, a higher-ranking devil making a sound of pain because he overused his magic, is n’t that what Asmodeus’ subordinates do?

“I am one of Mephisto-nim’s 12 vassals and the advanced demon, Al’Miraj! This much can be tolerated! You don’t have to worry about Miss Violet at all!”
“Okay? Then, since the Hecatoncale might move again, can I prepare about 5 more curse spells?”
“…Mm, of course. I will continue to support you with magic power, so use Violet as much as you need!”
“As expected, the senior demon Al’Miraz! As trustworthy as Mephisto!”

Watching Violet draw a large amount of mana again while praising himself in a kind voice, Al’Miraj suddenly felt a strange sense of incongruity.

“Uh… Miss Violet? It’s good to use my mana from earlier, but wouldn’t it be much more efficient to use Miss Violet’s powerful mana with high purity?”

Violet used magic constantly throughout this battle, but she didn’t use a single handful of her own mana.

She poured out her magic of her, leaving all the burdens and burdens of her magic upon Al’Miraj herself, and she was simply indulging in her own unresponsible pleasures of her.

Her even her borrowing her the power of her her own overlord, Mephisto-sama, was only a matter of gently coaxing Mephisto-sama, who was watching in a homunculus state, using a special clause in her contract her .

‘…Uh? Then, wasn’t Miss Violet really using her powers her only by summoning me?’
“Al’Miraj, too, is deliberately conserving my power. You need someone to assist you when Artin returns, right?”
“Well, that’s true, but… Does anyone know when Master will return?”

It is said that it is a shameless existence that has fallen into a demon, but the authority of the dream queen is dangerous enough in the human world.

“In this gap where Mephisto-sama is suppressing that lich and corpse golem, wouldn’t it be better to join forces to defeat that fallen demigod who is confronting the Heavenly Demon? It might be possible if I help the Heavenly Demon with the saintess…”

Al’Miraj is well aware that what her own monarch is doing is only buying a fraction of the time.

It is impossible even for Master to fully use the power of the great demon Mephistopheles without paying any price. No matter how much the lineage of the great witch is, it is impossible to make the impossible possible.

Therefore, it would have been the right decision to defeat the corps commanders individually with a quick battle, but Violet shook her head.

“Al’ Miraz. The important thing in this battle is not to defeat those corps commanders.”
“…Yes? What do you mean by that? Do you think defeating the enemy isn’t important?”
“The important thing is who gets the highest credit for this fight. And I want Artin to take the ball.”

Startle.

The moment Violet smiled, it was a smile that was hard to imagine for a witch who usually looked kind and innocent.

That smile was closer to the expression that would suit a fox with a dark inside, which her saintess always insisted upon seeing her violet.

“At most, you shouldn’t remain an existence that can be embraced by the kingdom’s royal family, the empire’s imperial family, or even a single church. Artin, Artin should spread his wings a little wider. So wide and so high that no one can suppress it.”
“Bar, Miss Violet…?”
“Artyn deserves to be treated like that. Artin is a hero who tried to save the world 4 times. You think so too, Al’Miraz?”

Scary. Her pink eyes her, which normally felt pretty like jewels, seem strangely purple these days.

So Al’Miraj couldn’t bear to respond to Violet’s words of her, but she gave him a vigorous nod.

Violet smiled contentedly at the vigorous nod and turned her head to the front.

“Even for Artin, it will be very difficult to deal with three corps commanders again. At such an important moment… This time, I will definitely be by your side and give you strength.”

A wish that could not be fulfilled in this life. That strong will to do anything to achieve it… To Al’Miraz, it feels like madness.

“…So I’ll borrow the power of Al’Miraz for a bit more now, okay?”
“Ah, I see, Miss Violet! Take as much as you want! Because I don’t have to worry about it!”

He hastily shook his head. Al’Miraj’s greatest strength is his, unknown to himself, is the instinct of a herbivore animal that allows him to bow his head to an opponent stronger and more terrifying than himself without a moment’s hesitation.

“Whoa, whoa, Al’Miraz is too! Why are you acting so stiff all of a sudden? We are friends before a contractual relationship! Right?”
“Yeah, sure. We are definitely friends. Yes…That’s right…”

Seeing the restraints of Saint Olga, who usually despises Violet, Al’Miraj did not understand why Olga was so hostile to Violet.

I seemed to know now. The saintess’ words contained not only anger, envy, and jealousy, but also the truth.

There is a deep, dark abyss that neither Al’Miraj himself nor perhaps Master Artin knows.

‘From now on, when Miss Violet is kind, I’ll do better…’

Today, having tasted Violet’s darkness a little deeply, Al’Miraj made a firm commitment to never offend Violet in the future.

Perhaps because of that kind of fear, the dizziness caused by the lack of magical power that I had been feeling from before seemed tolerable.

*

An evil lich that ruined numerous kingdoms that existed in the north.
A powerful black magician who is said to be one of the strongest among the commanders of the demon lord’s army, and who is said to be able to target the vacant position in his household by receiving the power of the demon lord.
The second-in-command and de facto leader of the demon king’s army, the closest cadre of Hamon, the ‘person of pride’.

The eldritch’s notoriety is as long as his years of existence. There are no people in the empire who are unaware of the notoriety of being the ‘one who swallows the light’, which was obtained by tearing and killing a warrior who stepped out fearlessly into the land of the demon king two hundred years ago.

He reigns over terror, and is like a demon who sows death. No one dared to fear the eldritch.

It should have been like that today. By the way.

‘You’d better kill me! I mean let me fight and die!’

Right now, Eldritch felt the pain of burning his already decayed brain.

His body his abandoned the human body and mana long ago, and he accepted magical powers to become a lich. Thanks to that, the limits of the body were transcended, but instead, the lich is particularly strongly affected by mental stimulation.

‘That devilish demon…! Are you going to melt my ego and render me incapacitated?’

To such a lich, the ‘force’ that the great devil is spewing out right in front of his eyes is especially lethal.

An overwhelming level that makes you lose your fighting spirit and melts your ego just by facing it. In the face of such a struggle, the eldritch’s existence and self-support were overwhelming enough.

‘If he had shown any hostility towards me, he would have fought back somehow… This kind of thing can’t even be considered hostile…!’

Mephisto was summoned to the human world with a body less than half his own at most. He knows rationally that he can destroy an opportunity if he is good at it.

But there is no gap no matter how you try to resist, that overlord of hell stops radiating momentum and doesn’t even think to move.

‘… Hecatoncale also felt that ‘force’ and stopped moving. Is it because they instinctively feel that if they move hastily, they could disappear in one fell swoop?’

In the first place, it is the corpse golem of an old god with an ego close to that of a beast.
When fighting against beings weaker or equal to oneself, it becomes a tireless weapon of slaughter, but when it encounters a strong man with such a difference in rank, it shrinks like a beast.

Because of that, he missed the opportunity to completely dispose of the humans who cut off Hecatonkale’s arms and heads his. The moment someone died, Eldritch’s plan to collapse the enemy camp by turning it into a Death Knight through necromancy collapsed as well.

‘I don’t see any sign of that great devil attacking me. Now that the Hecatoncale has stopped, the only thing I can move is…’

The eldritch’s gaze turned to the fallen old god, Magni, who was still confronting the Heavenly Demon.

[Magni! Leave the Heavenly Demon alone and help us! I can’t stand it if I go on like this!]

Ever since the Great Demon descended on the battlefield and went into a lull, that stupid warrior god was wasting time by confronting the Heavenly Demon in silence.

Normally, the Eldritch himself would have come forward and ridiculed such a Magni, but now was the time for the strong body of a warrior, one of the best among those corps commanders, to step forward.

[You just need to buy some time! The only opponent is the demon summoned by the witch! If I can get out of this pressure, we both have a chance! Hurry up and help me!]

If it was Magni, it could move enough even under the pressure of the Great Devil. In addition, he it should be able to sufficiently resist the divine power of the angels that are against the devil.

Of course, if it leads to a battle, either you or Magni must be prepared to be annihilated. However, compared to melting without being able to do anything, it’s an opportunity worth staring at!

[Hurry! What are you procrastinating on! Come quickly and help me! As long as I escape the pressure, even if I forcefully manipulate the Hecatoncale, the situation will be resolved…]
[No, I can’t help you right now.]
[…What?]

The spirit of the Eldritch, who did not know that his proposal would be rejected, began to tremble like a jolt.

By any chance, do you want to get revenge on yourself for mocking Magni?

[He-yeah, I apologize for the rude words I’ve said so far. Now is not the time for us to stir up infighting through discord, Magni. First, take care of those angels, demons, and heroes, then talk…]
[You take care of yourself. By using the authority of that proud demon king or whatever.]
[…What, what nonsense… How dare you…!?]

As the eldritch was overcome with anger and bewilderment, Magni clicked his tongue in sorrow.

Magni didn’t move. No, I couldn’t move.

“Have you stopped talking? Even if you dare to put this body in front of you, you sell it somewhere else, the Demon King’s guys have been like that since the old days, but they’re mad.”
“…What are you saying so arrogantly, human?”

The human in front of me has already passed the heyday of the body, and now it is impossible to approach demonic power without the help of divine power.

Even so, at this moment, Magni, who had the strongest body among the corps commanders, did not dare to move even one step.

“Hmm…If you ask what I am, there is only one answer I can give you.”

Of course. The human in front of Magni’s eyes is a woman who made the Demon King’s family from five to four.

Right after that, he declared to the world that his fist had reached the sky, mankind’s strongest martial artist.

“I am a thousand.”