Chapter 84 – Violet and the Devil of the Contract #03

“Hey… What is this?!”

Violet, who entered the Rose Pavilion, screamed at the sight of the corpses of monsters spread out in front of her eyes as the pink mist slowly disappeared.

These were traces of Cayenne slaughter monsters with all his might to save Artin, but for Violet, who had no way to know about such circumstances, it was a cruel and grotesque scene that made her hands and feet tremble.

“Whoa…Whoop…No Violet, you decided to help Artin! Do not hesitate any longer!”

She wanted to close her eyes tightly at the scene, but Violet couldn’t hold back any longer. Violet’s body her was terrified when he recalled the terrible nightmare that had occurred when he hesitated, but his mind her began to grow colder and colder.

Yeah, something like that shouldn’t happen. So, didn’t he volunteer to step in instead of Xiao Mei? As he recalled the past he did not want to recall, Violet held onto his heart her with all her might.

“… Al’miraj! Come out and help me!”

As Violet poured mana into her staff her, the magic circle of summoning that had to be drawn by hand began to be automatically engraved. While Violet admired the magic assisting performance of the amazing staff, golden light spread from the center of the magic circle to the surroundings.

After a while, the light due to the manifestation of mana decreased, and in the middle of the magic circle, Al’Miraj appeared in the form of a yellow-haired human wearing a flowing costume like the dancer of the Sultan Kingdom that we saw in the afternoon.

“Wooh?! What are you doing suddenly late at night, Miss Violet? Besides, why are you like this?”
“That, that. Inside this building is a very dangerous dungeon right now. I thought I’d look better as a human than as a rabbit.”

Al’Miraz, who was summoned in the form of a human rather than the usual horned rabbit, made a puzzled expression.

“Certainly… The energy surrounding this building is quite different from the energy of the demons. Even with such a faint power, a presence equivalent to that of Mephistopheles-sama’s 12 members…”

Fortunately, Al’Miraj, who had read Lilith’s aura, nodded his head without arguing, as if he had accepted Violet’s argument.

“Then, what can I help you with? Can we blow this whole building down?”
“Oh no! There are a lot of hostages inside… I think I’ll have to enter this dungeon first and save Artin and Cayenne who were captured…!”

As Al’Miraj’s fingertips emanated enormous magical energy, Violet stopped Al’Miraj with an urgent expression and explained her priorities to her. In fact, considering what he showed during the day, he had doubts about whether he could really blow up a building.

“Artin… Yes, Neet? Are you saying that Master Artin Ludwig has been captured!?”

But Al’Miraj didn’t notice Violet’s shyness of her. For the great ruler of hell, Mephistopheles’s friend, to be captured by demons, it was clear that the whole hell would be overturned.

“Even we don’t know the details, other than that we fell into a strange trap called a room where we can’t get out unless we have sex… The important thing is that we fell into the wicked trap of the dream lord, Lilith.”

A room where you can’t leave unless you have sex? The name of the bizarre trap he had never heard of made Al’Miraj start to lose his mind. If Mephisto-sama knew about this, predicting what would happen became even more frightening.

I have to save Even for the sake of the human world, the contractor, the great lord, and his own pink future. With that thought in mind, Al’Miraj became violently motivated.

“Bar, you better move right away! I will do everything in my power to save Artin-nim!”
“Yes? Thank you..?”

So the two women came together. Of course, each of them had a slightly different intention, but they began to explore the inside of the Rose Pavilion with one common goal: to save Artin.

*

“Tentacles, plants that seduce people, beasts that insult people, Lilith seems to be a being with very filthy tastes, befitting the name Dream Horse.”

Seeing the corpses of demons strewn across the floor, Al’Miraj did not hide her aversion to her repulsive demons her.

“In the first place, the demons were insignificant beings who fled from hell to the human world during the First World War! They pale in comparison to our demons from Hell, who also won the Second War! Trust me!”
“Hey, but I think it would be better to be careful while looking ahead… “
“It’s okay! The only things snooping around now are insects that have died and come back to life!”

Al’Miraj jumped up with a light jump, squashing her wriggling tentacles to death, pointing her hand down the bloody hallway.

Certainly, as he said, the hallway on the first floor was mostly corpses of monsters, probably because Artin or Cayenne had been stirred up, and there was nothing to be seen except for the faint-hearted cultist lying on the ground and barely alive monsters .

“But just in case you don’t know… There might be some hidden traps or monsters… “
“Ooh! If you’re that worried, why don’t you make a bet with the devil?”
“..A bet with the devil?”
“Yes! That’s right! If Miss Violet is safe until I rescue Artin, you will grant me one wish! If I lose, then I will give this bracelet to Miss Violet!”

Al’Miraj, as if of course she was going to win, she showed off one of the glittering bracelets on both of her wrists her, and she put on a confident look.

“What is this..?”
“This is a precious heirloom that has been passed down through generations in our family! The value is indescribable! How is it. Enjoy the devil’s play…”

The moment when Al’Miraj suggested a game to Violet and was walking backwards without even looking ahead.

Gulleong! Gulleong!

A tentacled monster, crawling from a corner of a hallway out of reach of Cayenne’s blade, heard Al’Miraj chatter and moved closer to pounce on her prey.

Chow!!

“Ahhhhh?! Suddenly, where are these tentacles!?”
“Ah, Al’Miraj!!”

Al’Miraj, who was confident that he would completely protect Violet, was bound from limb to limb by the tentacles, and moist mucous fluid began to smear all over her body. Al’Miraj, at the unpleasant touch, summoned her magic her to get out immediately, but …

“Oh, this is strange! You suddenly lose all strength in your limbs!?”

Al’Miraj could not exert himself for an unknown reason, so he struggled in the air and was on the verge of becoming a humiliating heroine as his entire body his was gradually tightened by tentacles.

“I’ll help you, Al’Miraz! If I am now, I can do it…!”
“Hey, wait! Wasn’t the magic too much! I might get caught up in it!”

As Violet raised her wand, Al’Miraj began to tremble in fear, recalling the day’s humiliation. Of course, she never wanted the virginity she had maintained for decades to be raped by tentacles, but because her magic her failed during the day, she was the first to show her skin to a man, no matter how human she was.

What if magic fails while tied to tentacles? Al’Miraj didn’t even want to imagine what would happen next.

“Don’t worry, because now I have this staff Artin made for me!”

But Violet had her own confidence in her. This powerful wand with a dragon heart made by Artin assisted him in summoning magic at once.

If Al’Miraj’s mighty magic is used with such a wand, even if it doesn’t regain its heyday in the third round, it will be able to draw out the power of a witch worthy of the name Purple Crow, who is endowed with a great purple color.

Violet raised her wand and pointed it at her tentacles, beginning to chant her offensive spells that set her enemies ablaze in her roar her.

“Burning up yellow! Marchosias—!!”

At the same time as Violet’s cry her, her wand her began to emit light as she began to unfold her magic through the medium of Al’Miraj’s magic.

“…Uh? What?!”

However, the light was too bright. To the extent that far exceeded what Violet expected.

“Bar, Miss Violet?! Wait a minute–“

***

After barely escaping from the room where we had to have sex, Unicor and I were in a pretty good mood.

“Imperial swordsmanship—slashing giants!!”
“The enemy of the principal and his companion he must return to nothingness!”

After recovering some mana, every time I swing my beloved sword, the limbs of the monsters on the 2nd basement floor are cut into pieces like meat at a butcher’s shop. Of course, it wasn’t an enemy that a mid-level monster would lose to the extent of losing a part of its body.

However, it was close to a long shot to see the middle-level monsters dying as if they were hit by a wide-area spell from the magic bullets that condensed Unicor’s demonic energy that surged afterwards.

‘No, isn’t this really useless for me?’

Intermediate level monsters are not easy beings. Intermediate monsters, represented by trolls and ogres, are beings that can inflict great damage on the battlefield with just one weapon. I was only able to fight 1:1 in the 3rd year, and even now, it is still difficult to attack more than 3 times at the same time.

The problem is, Unicor has become too strong. The appearance of wiping out the middle-level monsters that were injured with one magic bullet at once is a strength that is different from the Unicor that I remembered. Could it be?

“Did you see Artin! Bonjwa is doing great! A kiss on the lips her in return is enough! I’ll go out and drive you, so get ready!”

Moreover, after Unicor regained his memory, appealing for love to me became extremely burdensome. The only return that I have to force right now is 7 kisses and 20 hair strokes.

‘What on earth did I do in the second playthrough, did Unicor do that..?!’

I was worried that maybe I had drunkenness and had bestiality, so I thought about it, but I can’t get a feel for it. All I did was treat you like a friend.

“If you go on like this, you’ll be able to get to the third basement floor right away, the problem is where to find that woman named Shion… “
“Seeing that she hasn’t been found yet, it looks like she might be trapped on the 3rd basement floor… “

It shouldn’t be like this. Artin, a pillar who has become useless from force, is a man who has always had to have the strength to protect his woman his. But if you lack physical strength right now, shouldn’t you at least have high intelligence?

‘Let’s think, how should I move from here…’

“Artine.”
“Wait a minute, think about how to move…”
“Rather than that, get your posture right, a terrifyingly strong being is approaching.”

..Yes? What are you talking about? The moment I remembered.

A chilling sensation ran down my spine, and I began to feel the approaching danger.

As Unicor and I hurriedly got into our stance, we saw a woman with an overwhelming presence slowly flying towards us from the front of the hallway.

“Oh, I finally found it. Are you a unicorn and its contractors?”
“…Such a strong feeling, are you Lilith, the dream demon lord?!”

When Unicor mistook the existence in front of him for Lilith and slashed at that strong demonic presence, I raised my hand to stop Unicor.

“No, Unicor, that’s not… Lilith, I’ve seen it myself.”
“Oh, have you ever had an audience with Lilith? I don’t think I remember any humans who survived even after that…?”

The existence that showed interest in my words was definitely a dreamer, but compared to Lilith, whom I had encountered before, their presence was infinitely smaller. But that’s just a comparison with Lilith, a descendant of the Demon King.

‘It’s to the point where you can clearly see that Unicor, who has become so strong, is losing in power and presence…’

Probably an advanced dreamer. It was clear that he was an executive-level dreamer who had been given authority directly by Lilith.

“Let me introduce myself, I am a senior dreamer Sirka. I am one of the ‘chosen children’ who have been given power by Lilith.”

‘No shit, it’s only been a month now, but Lilith is involved in the ritual and a high-level dreamer appears as an enemy?’

When I heard the introduction that I was really an advanced dreamer, I gritted my teeth.

It is safe to say that the low-ranking monsters we dealt with earlier were, on average, about the size of a kid in the neighborhood and a knight compared to the intermediate-ranking monsters. However, the gap between high-level monsters and intermediate-level monsters is more ridiculous than that.

Each of them are one of the few beings who can become commanders or officers of the Demon King’s army. If you look at it as a game, the level 90 elite monsters that appear near the Devil Castle are high-level monsters.

“Huhu, looking at the stiff expression, it seems that both of them are grasping their subject? It doesn’t seem like a big deal to break Lilith-sama’s barrier, to say that it’s a weakling that hasn’t even awakened and a moderately strong bicorn.”

Seeing the high-ranking dreamer laughing madly, I showed myself nervous, swallowing dry saliva and breaking out in a cold sweat.

But in fact, I didn’t give up. Wouldn’t it be ridiculous if I, who was prepared to become the commander of the Demon King’s Corps, barely fail in a high-level nightmare?

‘There are a lot of things prepared. Now that Unicor has become so strong that it has risen to a higher level, and also has a lot of divine power, the two of us are enough for a high-level dreamer..!’

The problem was time. It was a difficult situation to be caught in such a way that the time to clear the quest continued to flow.

“I can’t help it, Unicor, are you ready?”
“… Of course, Artin. Because I can fight even the demon lord for you.”
“I’m confident, let’s take care of it within 10 minutes and move to find Shion and the kids.”
“Haha?! Are you a demon? A mortal who doesn’t even know the subject and a fallen god! I will make you regret uttering the name of that great being!”

As the high-level dream horse Sirka flew high with her huge wings spread, we took a posture to do our best while raising mana, holy power, and demonic energy.

“I don’t even need Lilith’s authority! With the authority of that high-ranking dream mare, Sirka, all at once…”

As Shirka began to create a terrifying sphere of demonic energy above her grasp her, intense light began to leak from the ceiling.

“Awesome Magi…! No, a little different…!? Dangerous Unicor!”
“Isn’t this magic? No way a high-level dreamer can even use magical powers! Be careful, Artin!”

The moment Unicor and I move to protect each other from the magic that radiates from that intense light.

Kwaaaaang——!!!!

“Quaaaaa!!!”

The pillar of intense magical power attacked the upper half of Sirka, a high-ranking dreamer, and soon began to burn Sirka’s half her, rolling on the floor and suffering from the burning flames.

“…What?”

I had to put on a puzzled expression at this sudden development, as I was anticipating a massive attack and using my voice to shield myself. Wasn’t that pillar of light pointing towards us?

“Artin is now!!!”

At that time, Unicor jumped out at tremendous speed toward Sirka who was rolling on the floor, hit Sirka’s sexy face with a soccer kick, and smashed it into the wall.

Seeing that, I decided to put off grasping the situation for now, and started running toward Sirka, brandishing my Orconheil longsword.

‘I don’t know why, but I can’t miss this luck!’

Luck was finally starting to turn towards me. The opportunity was now.