Chapter 85 – Vs Monma Shirka

Right after the light emitted from the processed dragon heart faded.

Kieeck!!!

A low-level monster with a mass of tentacles was burning with magical flames, and it began to twist with the smell of grilled squid.

“It’s hot! My body is on fire! Help me! Miss Violet!!”
“Are you okay Al’Miraz?! He-how did he turn it off!?”

Of course, Al’Miraj, who was entangled in the tentacles, screamed loudly for help from the tentacle’s burning flames, and called for Violet’s help. When Violet, who saw that, hurriedly tried to cast a spell to dispel her magic. The tentacles were completely burnt to ashes.

“…What?”
“Oh, doesn’t it hurt? No burns, no heat..?”

When the tentacles that had closed him disappeared, Al’Miraj opened his tightly closed eyes and began examining himself with a dumbfounded expression. However, there was no trace of black burning on the copper-colored skin. Come to think of it, I don’t think it was that hot.

── Originally, Marcosias is a witch’s spell that burns her enemies, a magic that unleashes flames of magical power that are harmless to beings that are not her enemies. Even Al’Miraj, a familiar who became the subject of magic, had no reason to suffer.

Only, remembering Violet who could n’t even burn her apple as she practiced her magic her, Al’Miraj terrified her and cackled in surprise at the flames blazing right in front of her eyes. And she was the first to notice that fact.

“Wow, are you okay? Didn’t you say you were in a lot of pain earlier?”
“… Dah, you’re amazing! It is said that he used a staff made of dragon hearts, but such powerful magic! In addition, the delicacy that heals me, a familiar, at once! This al ‘Miraj! I was amazed at the owner’s daily routine!

Clap clap clap! As Al’Miraj clapped, her Violet couldn’t help but tilt her head. When had she ever used healing magic?

However, when she thinks of a wand that automatically draws a summoning magic circle and shows power as if she had chanted a ten-bar spell by chanting one bar, she convinced herself that she might unwittingly activate the magic as an assistant. Abandoned

‘They said there were two dragon hearts…! This wand is so amazing Artin..!”

As Violet looked convinced at the glowing red and blue dragon hearts on her wand her, Al’Miraj hurriedly looked at her wand her to change the subject and started talking hastily.

“Oh, I have an idea! Now, I might be able to wield the power to grant my wish! Why don’t you try it?”
“The power to grant wishes…? Didn’t that fail during the day and only give you unhappiness..?”
“Well, that’s because the happiness that man wants is such an absurd thing! More than that, I also have the assistance of a cane now, so I think it’s worth a try!”

The power to make wishes come true, Violet felt vaguely uneasy. If he failed this time, he didn’t know what kind of misfortune it would bring to Artin.

But at the same time, a strong will to save Artin has settled in a corner of his heart. Violet was a little worried about the challenge and safety, and she suddenly remembered what Artin had said to her in the past.

– “Violet, you must not limit your potential, think of everything you dream and imagine. Aren’t you the one who will become the greatest witch ever than your grandmother?”-

“…Great. I’ll try. My wish is to save Artin from the demons. Al ‘Miraj.”

Artin believed in himself. So I have to believe in myself to move forward. Calling out the name of her Al’Miraj her with her determined expression her, her yellow-haired bunny girl flashed her own yellow eyes and began to grin her devilishly.

“Good! This time, Al’Miraj, the Demon of the Covenant, will make that wish come true!”

With her confident cry her, Al’Miraj’s eyes her glow and her body her floats in the air. As the dragon heart of her wand her resonates with it, red and blue lights twinkle, and a huge magical power surrounds her and emits a brilliant magical light.

The brilliant magic was disturbed by Al’Miraj’s dance-like movements of her, but the wand did not allow its magic to leak. Eventually, the completed power of Al’Miraj became a giant beam of light that crossed her hallway and began to shoot somewhere rapidly.

“Ha ha! Success Miss Violet! Well, it looks like a ray of light will lead us to Artin-nim!”

Witnessing for the first time in her life that her magical powers were not dissipated aimlessly, but were working properly, Al’Miraj looked thrilled with excited eyes, like those of a rabbit in heat.

How her her half-penny her, unable to properly handle her own powers, had been dismissed as her demon her, her her years passed before Al’Miraj’s eyes her like a panorama of her past her.

“I-really? If you just follow that, will you be able to save Artin?”
“Yes! Undoubtedly! This omnipotent sense, surely the wish has surely succeeded! Hurry up, Miss Violet! Artin will be waiting for you!”

…I finally did it. Artine can be saved! Violet, thrilled by the success she had finally achieved, started running after the trail left by the beam of light.

‘Wait for me, Artin, I will definitely save you this time..!!’

**

Kyaaaaa!!!

“Ugh..!”

When the strength of my body began to drain from the screams that resonated like demons, I had to bite my teeth and use my voice to barely block the invasion of demonic energy.

Perhaps because he was kicked by Unikor, his nose was broken, and Sirka, a high-ranking dreamer who was bleeding from his nose and spreading cries, seemed very angry.

“I can’t stand it… How dare you see my beautiful face…! It’s not enough to kick so mercilessly with your foot, to attack by only aiming for the face with stumping…!!”

Yeah, it was a bit odd that Unicor only targeted and attacked that dreamer’s face. His face his, swollen from the shock, recovered lightly.

“However, looking at Artin with the face of a prostitute and licking her lips her, even though I put up with humans, I don’t want to see an evil species like you flirting with my partner!”

Seeing Sirka like that, Unikor exclaimed proudly, dyed his hair white again, put the holy power in his hands his, and started running toward Sirka.

“How dare you, lowly bicorn! I will make you responsible for scarring my noble face!”

Dreamma Sirka stopped using honorifics and began spraying black flames at Unicor in anger.

Of course, I wasn’t just watching, I threw the magic I had chanted at Silka while Unicor and Silka were talking.

“Lightning Spear!!”
“Kyaaaaagh! This half penny is a human subject!”

As far as I know, let the fastest attack magic among 7th tier or lower magic penetrate Shirka’s shoulder. Sirka frowned in pain and fired 5 magic bullets at me at high speed. My body fell backwards in shock at the powerful explosion that occurred when the magic bullet collided with the magic barrier I had deployed.

“Artin!!”
“How dare you deal with me and care about the contractor!”

Wow!!

The moment Unicor hurriedly turned her head toward me, Selka didn’t miss the chance and began to swing her claws surrounded by black demonic energy toward the blind spot.

As if in response, the fists clad in Unicor’s divine power collided, and the sound of the air exploding spread between the two women dozens of times in that short moment.

‘Damn it, Unicor is clearly being pushed back, is it a monster!’

I don’t know why, but even after recovering all of our burnt body and wings, plus our additional blows, the demonic energy overflowed. Sirka was suppressing Unicor’s divine power with an overwhelming amount of magic.

If it weren’t for Marianne’s actual sparring, and if it weren’t for the awakening caused by the completion of the quest, although I don’t know why, it wouldn’t be strange if the unicorn’s limbs were torn right away.

I grabbed my Orconheil Longsword and jumped at Sirka, unfurling my sharp Aura Sword and beginning to unleash the essence of my swordsmanship.

─Imperial swordsmanship, killing trolls.

A former giant slayer created solely to slaughter the opponent in front of him, not to cut or stab, Urban Helic’s quicksword technique assumes the monster’s regenerative power and magical power up to 5 times its own strength, and endlessly slices through the opponent’s body. Is close to a serial attack.

The stronger the opponent, the more likely it is to anticipate the path to the vital point and take a defensive stance or shrink, but if it is not possible to completely cut the vital point, instead, cut out the body and immediately swing the sword towards the next vital point, endlessly pressing the opponent and cutting down .

“Benefits..! You’re bothering a human bug that hasn’t even awakened!!”

As soon as Sirka’s chain attack, which was pressuring Unicor, ended, Unicor’s fists were powerfully thrust into Sirka’s body several times.

No, if I were to describe it as it was, I could feel the persistent malice as the body of the Nightmare Sirka was crushed with each blow of Unicor’s fist, which only aimed at the huge chest and face of the Nightmare.

“This crazy bitch is real! Why do you keep targeting my face and breasts!!”

As Sirka once again radiated powerful demonic energy throughout the surrounding space, my body, unable to withstand the demonic energy, soared into the air.

“Artin! Be careful!”

Water! Thanks to the Unicor that caught me flying away, I was able to land with Unicor’s voluptuous breasts as a buffer.

“Thank you Unicor. But right now we’re in a battle, and I think we’re hugging too tightly…?”
“Hehe, don’t be too burdened! You and I have sworn eternal love!”

No, I never made an oath like that.

“Did this crazy bicorn go mad from the shock of losing her virginity to a man? It’s not enough to only aim for my perfect face and body, so love quality in battle! Even if you don’t know the fraction, there is a degree!”

Shirka started to express her anger toward Unicor by pointing her finger at Unicor, perhaps because she did n’t understand Unicor’s behavior about her and started to get angry.

To be honest, I can understand that dreamer’s feelings a little because I think he would be pissed off even if he was like me.

“Hmph, old virgin prostitutes like you know one thing and don’t know the other. When you spend your whole life cleaning up the webs from your pussies, living like prostitutes, we unicorns are a blessed race who live savoring pure and noble love with a wonderful companion like Artin!”
“What, what?! Old Maid Whore!? Did you call me an old-timer prostitute after seeing me, who is now a high-ranking dreamer and one of the candidates for the next dreamer lord?!”

Looking at the dream horse, an old maid whore? When I looked up at Unicor with such a question, Unicor looked at the dream horse Sirka with a mocking smile.

“Isn’t it? You don’t know how to love one person, you can’t even be loved, you suck the spirit of a man you don’t know your whole life, and you win your spirits as if you’re a great tribe, but you guys are just sluts who show you some erotic dreams with authority and drink the spirit. !”
“This, what kind of ridiculous slander…!”
“If not, have you ever been in a relationship? Judging from her drunken self of her, there must have been men who liked her, but seeing her furious at the word old virgin, it seems that she has never really felt happy in love with a man!”
“Nope! There were so many incubuses who liked me and followed me around, saying such nonsense..!”
“Tell me, then. Where did you have your first kiss!”

Flinch. At those words, Dreamma Sirka’s body her trembled violently. Really?

“…That, in the flower garden near the castle of demons… Romantically… Anyway, I’ve done it all! Don’t put me down with such nonsense! Succubus is a race of pleasure! Among them, there’s no way I, an executive, could be an old maid!”

Shirka’s voice shouting at that moment was practically close to screaming. A flower garden near the castle? When I invaded the castle, there was no such romantic space. Even if it was Lilith’s garden full of man-eating flowers.

“…That’s…”
“It’s even a little pitiful. Even if you try to deceive us with lies, you can’t fool yourself.”

Even if I shouted with a tearful face and a voice mixed with tears, there was no persuasion, but I couldn’t bear to look at him for a long time and had to look away.

It was like before the 5th episode, every time I was attacked for saying that I had ever been in a relationship, the image of me who had to hold back the tears inside was reflected in a shimmering light.