Because the Exiled Magic Swordsman Was Actually the Pillar (Physical) of the Party， the Heroines of the Hero Cling to It Belatedly. 411

Chapter 411 – Dimensional Disaster

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I did it. I did it. I did it!

Finally, after devoting dozens of years of research to research!

I was able to put the ‘perfect crystal’ in my hands!

Ishtal could not suppress the dancing of his heart as he passed through the dimensional gate.

In order to make a perfect decision, he had to cooperate with the disgusting church clergy and the kingdom’s nobility.

According to the promise, after obtaining the crystal of perfection, the original purpose was to make a vessel for God with it and use it as Adam’s body.

For Ishtar from the beginning, he had no intention of keeping that idea.

No, it must have been the same for the Pope.

Only a foolish idealist named Setos Tromeia was the only one who truly believed that Adam’s body would bring everlasting peace to the continent.

“Aha, ahahaha!!”

I couldn’t stop laughing.

The humiliation of being robbed of control of a back alley by an idiot who suddenly jumped out of the way of the foundation that was finally established in the royal capital over a long period of time.

How can I hold back laughter when I think of that sorrow?

“Cleon… You seem to be a symbol of good luck in my life…!”

Because Cleon played a major role in bringing down Eusthes’ father, he was able to take control of the back alley.

And thanks to that, Eustes caused a butterfly effect to confront them in the royal capital.

In the end, he brought out the result that the perfect crystal was in his hand his at the end.

“Ah. But it’s a pity. Certainly, you will soon be in this kingdom, in the world. They will be hunted and chased to their death.”

Even taking all of that into account, it remains unchanged that Cleon is a hindrance to Ishtar.

In the end, Lilim could not come back to herself, and considering the resources she had poured into so far, her chance her might not be long.

Almost all of the sacrifices necessary for the contract her with her godmother of hell were exhausted, and what remained was her own body her and her faithful subordinate her, Remilia.

And, after the death of Hughes Woodnocker, he took away the spear house he was running and obtained it from the black horse clan, with a high purity of black magic.

The interference and resistance of Cleon and her allies dealt a blow to her more than Ishtal himself could have imagined.

However, he did it anyway.

Ishtar of Astarothe finally obtained the qualification to put an end to this false world.

The plan itself to destroy Adam using the Perfection Crystal is not false.

However, the one who ascends to the throne after that is himself.

The preparations for Demiurge’s summoning were all just paving stones for that purpose.

After the fall of the empire, he was captured by the priests of the royal capital and subjected to many terrible experiments.

He was forced to crossbreed with monsters, and his nails his were pulled out one by one, and his regenerative power his was tested.

At that time, he recalls the face of the ‘old man of the church’ who looked at them like filth.

And the people around him calling him ‘the Pope’.

At that time, Ishtal realized for the first time that even the pope, who was famous as a saint respected by the people of the world, was possessed by corrupt desires.

This world is full of lies and deceit, to the point where it has to perish.

The denomination, humans, and even ‘Adam’ who controls everything behind the scenes.

It is unnecessary in this world.

The ‘devil’ faithful to his instincts and desires is the ultimate goal and appearance that humans should have.

When she becomes the throne herself, she fuses this world with the ‘hell dimension’.

And, all humans either become possessed by demons or become one with them.

We will create a world without lies where we do not hide our desires and reveal everything.

Even Pope Escatolo, who might be thinking of himself as a filthy devil in his heart.

Even Setos, who is trying to achieve a forced peace by perfecting an existence that can completely dominate mankind.

They are deceivers who are not needed in their own world.

“Now then, if we go back to the hideout quickly and squeeze the Dark Demon’s clan once again… ──”

Saying so, Ishtal, who was advancing through the dimensional passage, felt something strange.

Since he is half-man and half-mage, he possesses the ability to move freely through the dimensional passages.

This path is not only a shortcut of one’s own, but also a weapon that allows one to freely move to the desired place without falling into a gap in another dimension.

The farther away the place to move, the longer the length of passage required, but-

‘It’s been several minutes since I came in. The flight speed is the same as usual- no, it’s rather fast, but it’s strange that it hasn’t reached the exit yet.’

With that thought in mind, for a moment to stop flying and step down into the dimensional aisle-

Kwajik!

Something sounded like breaking a hard shell.

The way you pass

Gold made of light is engraved on the path on a black background that sparkles like the night sky embroidered with stars.

“What, what… !?”

Embarrassed, Ishtal tries to stop it by manipulating his path his, stopping his advance his.

It’s already late.

As if to say so, what appeared through the gold was a gigantic hand.

If the passage of Ishtal is like the night sky, it was a bizarre figure with swirling starlight in the sky, as if the Milky Way was put together.

When his five fingers suddenly appear, Ishtal is taken aback and, unable to react properly, is caught by them.

“Kuh!? How… What!”

In a situation where they have already entered the passage of another dimension, they cannot use the novel escape method as usual.

Chained to the point of being unable to move, she sees a figure walking through the cracks in the passage created by her huge arms her penetrating through.

“Finally got it. She usually sneakily makes dimensional passages… This time she was easily detectable. It’s thanks to her carrying more magic power than she needed.”

A woman wearing a wide-brimmed hat.

With her long hair that reached down to the ground beyond her ankles, and pants and a shirt that seemed easy to move, her eyes were burning with the “Eyes of a wise man” That only one person in this world was allowed to have.

“Is this the ‘first time’ meeting in person? Dimensional petty thief.”

“Great, great sage Sophia… ! Why are you!?”

Sophia. Great sage. A woman who was a companion of the hero Lesia and accompanied her on her journey to overthrow the demonic sword emperor.

And now, her Guardian of her, who seeks her way to bring her back to her, and at the same time protects her world from the threat looming from her other-dimensional rift her.

“—Why should I say that? It’s my job as a guardian and a great sage to deal with those who play around with gaps in dimensions. I’m usually busy dealing with the Exiled Church guys, but… They were quiet today.”

The next moment, the huge arm holding Ishtal – the giant’s fist made of magic tightened Ishtal’s body.

“Shut up, ugh… !”

Even though it must have been made of her pure magic her, her giant arms her, fully equipped with her physical strength her, squeezed her hard enough to stop her Ishtal breathing.

Then, Ishtal dropped the blackened crystal she was holding, as she unwittingly let go of her hand.

“Oh… !”

Noticing that, Ishtal somehow tries to catch the falling crystal even with her tail her, but it fails and the perfect crystal ends up falling to the ground.

Sofia turns her gaze to it and truds away from her, where she picks up a black crystal that has fallen to the ground.

“This… Ah. Is it the perfect decision?”

“Give it back, give it… “

When Ishtal struggles on her arm her and covets her crystal, Sophia walks away from her and talks.

“This? To you Just looking at it, it doesn’t look like it’s yours… I think I got my hands on something bad. Besides, if I gave you, a demonic criminal, such a powerful object, it would surely be used for something bad?”

“I got it through a fair trade! You devilish woman!”

In the end, Sofia speaks to her who cannot stand her and raises her voice her.

“A political party, a political party. There’s always a hidden part to the political party you devils talk about. It’s because the condition ‘it looks legitimate’ is attached. Actually, aren’t you guys specializing in setting up the stage so that it happens behind the scenes?”

“Kuh… ! Even so, it’s the fault of the guy who didn’t notice…!”

“It came out. Typical perpetrator mindset. Well, it would be wrong to ask you demons for something called ‘reflection’, but…”

The next moment, Ishtar bursts out all at once the black magic accumulated within her body—and the magic she absorbed while holding her crystal.

A sharp magical slash, shaped like the wings of her bat, shattered the fingers of her giant arm that bound her, and they fell to the ground like her log. Her Ishtar her is freed.

“Give me!!”

Ishtal made two mistakes in judgment here.

No matter how much she absorbed some of the magic of her crystal, it was none other than Sophia the Great Sage who now possessed her crystal her.

Sophia, that she never thought Ishtal would break free of her own bondage her.

That’s why, her careless girl her-

Even if the gap was visible, the goal was that the judgment itself was wrong.

The next moment, Ishtal creates her magical spear and charges at Sophia.

With her red hair, her spearmanship, her is comparable to that of Raymond, the hero of the red thorns.

If the devil’s unique acrobatic movements were added to it, the base was prepared enough to compete with the magic swordsman Cleon to some extent even in close combat.

However, it only ends there.

A blow from a spear like a flash of red passed through the air.

No, she must have thought she stabbed Sophia correctly.

However, Sophia disappeared on the spot, like a mirage, without any preliminary movements, without any chanting, or with any harbingers.

Although Ishtal turns away from her, embarrassed by her sudden disappearance of her.

The next moment, Sophia’s figure appears right behind her.

When Sophia’s intense body blow, which concentrated her mana her in her fist her, hit the back of the Isu mask-

“Faust Canon.”

Along with a short starter word, the magic letters engraved so tightly that they covered Sophia’s entire fist her heated up and absorbed the magical power of her fist her.

Soon, she completed the magic spell of ‘Abrasion’, and a huge flash of magical power was released from her hand in a straight line.

“It’s big!?”

Ishtal flew forward, receiving a shock as if she was knocking down a building with her back.

She rolls on the ground, crashing into an invisible wall.

The clothes on her back were torn, and her body was torn apart by the sudden shock.

But, after all, is a devil a devil?

Even with that level of impact, her backbone was not harpooned, and she could only say that it was thanks to her durability that she was able to raise her body to such an extent that even her internal organs were damaged.

It was inevitable that she would vomit blood from her mouth even though she was cool.

“Bah, what happened just now… “

“Ah. This? It’s my main specialty, the magic spell. As a sage, I learned all sorts of magic, but in the end, pure magic is the most powerful—”

“I’m not asking that! What suddenly disappeared… How could you dodge my spear?!”

She wasn’t absolutely confident, but even so, you can bet that it wasn’t a position she could avoid.

She would n’t know if her attack her had been blocked, but she could n’t understand the fact that it could n’t even reach her hair her.

“Yes… Ah.”

The next moment, Sophia disappeared once more.

And, when she reappeared, she was right next to Ishtar.

“I was talking about this one.”

Seeing her move her as if ignoring all the rules, Ishtal feels a primal fear of not knowing how much.

“This is the magic of phase shift. Just like you go back and forth between the dimensional gap and the present world. I can come and go between several levels of space that exist within the dimensional gap. Well, even if I say this, it will be a meaningless explanation to you, who cannot feel its existence.”

Sophia then lifts her foot and steps on the fallen Ishtar’s back her.

“When you freed yourself from the restraints of that arm, the action you should have taken was not to ‘run at me to retrieve the crystal’, but to quickly escape the dimensional rift. If so, I would have been able to let go, since tracking is difficult for me and I’m not free enough to go chasing after him…”

While saying that, Sophia gradually added more weight to the weight of her raised leg of her.

Then, having injured her back her, Ishtal raises her screams once more.

In a place like this, to die in vain like this?

“…Well, I’ll just do this much to bother you.”

“—What… ?”

But in her her next moment, as Sophia removes her foot her from her own back her, her her Ishtar her looks up at her in disbelief.

Sophia tells her, looking down at her Ishtar her, with her eyes that she genuinely does n’t care.

“Listen, half-demon. I’m like a ‘natural disaster’ to those who play around in the dimensional rift like you. Is there any victim who would be happy to hear that someone like you, who has accumulated karma through repeated evil deeds, died after being struck by lightning? The ending that suits you is to be defeated by righteous revenge. So, I’ll let you go now.”

Ishtal couldn’t close her gaping mouth her.

What are you talking about? This woman, did she offer to let herself go?

Haha… For a great sage, that’s absurd…!”

However, Ishtal had no intention of giving up this opportunity.

Because she already knew enough that she couldn’t beat this woman.

Ishtal’s gaze turns to her hand.

Perfect decision… A chance I barely got… !

“Kuh… !”

However, getting it back, I had to give up right now.

In order to deal with her, her Demiurge’s strength would be insufficient.

So, now-

The next moment, Ishtal disappeared as if she had made a hole in the place where she stood and fled beyond it.

Sophia seemed to have no intention of chasing Ishtal. Whipping Her Hands

Then, as her body disappears, only the Crystal of Perfection remains.

Then, beyond the gap in her aisle, an arm with the same magical power as before reached out and grabbed the perfect crystal.

On top of that, several layers of “Sealing techniques” Were created.

Soon, when the huge arm is pulled out of the aisle, the full face of the being with the arm can be seen.

It was a human figure with six arms.

The skin is a mixture of sky blue and silver like the arms.

Her figure her, without a single thread on her body her, resembled Sophia’s.

That would be too.

Because that was the true face of Sophia, a great sage and guardian who abandoned her body to protect the gap in the other dimension.

“This… I’ll have to return it to the owner later. I don’t know what time period it will be.”

As she says so, she seals the crystal of her perfection her, sealing it within her own body her.

“…When was the last time you met Cleon?”

Even the concept of time has become ambiguous, and her memories have become even more ambiguous.

It was nothing to create an alter ego to observe the current world.

001

Ishtal fell through the hastily opened crevice, rolling on her to the ground.

She was somewhere between where she was originally headed and where she started, though she could n’t pinpoint her exact location of her.

Considering the magic she felt, it seemed that she was somewhere on the royal road.

“… Kuh… Perfect decision…!”

She got up from her seat while feeling so much resentment at the fact that the ingredients she had barely got were taken away.

“…If we don’t hurry back to the hideout and reorganize…!”

She had consumed too much of her mana while recovering from the wounds she suffered in the previous battle.

‘…Is this somewhere in the back alleys of the royal capital? … This red and colorful building-‘

Ishtal, who was trying to picture the building in her head.

However, the next moment, she was forced to panic by the stems of plants grabbing her own ankles and arms of her.

The thorns, like the stems of her roses, were so densely embedded that it was as if blood was oozing from the part that touched her bare skin her.

“What, what… !?”

This magic, someday, somewhere-

And, as her body her twists and turns, forcing her to look back.

There, the ‘witch’ stood.

“Ishtaaaaal… !!”

The Earth Witch, burning her eyes with rage.

“…Fortune… “

And only then did Ishtal realize that the place she was transferred to was in front of the social club managed by the Fire Dragon Promis.

Looking at the object of her revenge that suddenly appeared in front of her, her witch raised her voice.

“Suddenly appearing in front of me… ! I will never forgive you!”

“I’m annoyed… ! There’s no way someone like you can defeat me!”

Swinging her tail to cut off her rose stem, she once again draws out her red spear and confronts Fortune.

Ishtal’s irritation reached its peak.

002

Assassin’s House, Adamant.

Lanz carefully set her needle down and wiped the sweat from her brow as she took off the bird’s beak mask she was wearing.

He was a handsome young man with white hair and big eyes, but I didn’t feel very attractive because his personality was an extreme muscle fetish.

“With this, this man’s body is back to normal. I was worried that I might run out of blood, but I’m glad I did.”

Haha… “

Cadley is sitting on the sofa, rubbing disinfectant cotton on his arm her.

Even if it was Cleon, the amount of bleeding was not small, so even if the wound was sutured, the blood was insufficient.

“I’m dizzy… “

“You will be fine soon. Mr. Cadley.”

When the bartender who speaks like that brings a drink, Cadley takes it and drinks it.

And after a while, Cleon’s hand her, which was lying down, twitched and moved.

The next moment, when Cleon’s upper body jumped up and stood up, he hurriedly looked around-

“Kuh… !”

He shuddered at the pang he felt in his stomach her.

“Are you stupid, this man… He got that wound and moved just like that. If the wound bursts, shouldn’t he be treated again?”

“You, you… Is this place Adamant?”

Cleon tries to question the complaining Lanz about his identity her, but changes the question while looking at the surrounding scene.

“Wake up, Cleon… !”

“Merka? Why do you…”

Cleon, who found her Merca sighing her relief as if she was relieved, looked at her and questioned her, and Eusthes, who was asleep as if passed out, covered with the blanket behind her- No, it shows Justina.

“… Is it Eustes? Somehow, it seems that the appearance has changed a little…”

“There were twists and turns. But thanks to her, she was able to cure the poison that was eating your body, so thank her when she wakes up.”

“… I don’t know what happened. Okay. Rather, we must move now.”

Saying that, Cleon covered his wound her with his hand her, got up from the bed he was lying on, and came down to the ground.

“If we don’t stop Amelia… “

“…Is that the case too? Your body isn’t normal enough either.”

Merca supports the staggering Cleon, and Cleon struggles to nod her head.

“If we get out of here, we will be targeted by assassins again.”

While Merka was talking like that, she looked at Cadley as if glancing at him, and Cadley sighed and replied.

“Originally, it should have been, but… It seems that his power is indispensable to keep order in the royal capital. As long as it’s until the situation calms down, I’m willing to stop the assassination request hanging on you.”

“If that’s the case, cancel the request!”

At Merca’s words, Cadley turns her gaze and replies.

“The power on this side is not strong enough to do that. If there was a good reason to refuse the request from the beginning, he said no.”

“Ouch… “

Merca squeezed her bun hair as if fever was rising at Cadley’s words of excuse.

“…As for my armor?”

“I cut it because it interfered with treatment. Well, even if it wasn’t that, the damage was bad.”

Lantz raises his hand and points to the damaged armor lying in the corner of the bar.

“… Then I should go at least this way… ”

“…You mean half-naked without any discussion?”

The bartender asks a question as if he is dumbfounded by Cleon’s words.

“…No matter how you look, you have to return to Amelia. Go, let me know I’m okay…”

“…Don’t worry. Our store also offers a rental service of costumes necessary for infiltration.”

As the bartender cuts off Cleon’s words, she opens a huge storage cabinet placed on one side of the bar.

What is contained in it are various kinds of clothes in various sizes.

“…With no armor.”

“Yes… Armor is only available in the room I showed you yesterday.”

After saying that, Cleon took out a cloth jacket that adventurers would wear underneath their armor and put it on.

“With this.”

“Something is not fresh… “

The bartender speaks as if it’s a little regretful.

Then, Cleon looks at the bartender and asks a question impatiently.

“…Why are you being so nice to me?”

Her kindness her went beyond the realm of simply being a fan, to the point of blurring the distinction between construction and construction.

She thinks she doesn’t deserve it, but the bartender laughs and replies.

“…I’m just trying to help, albeit weakly, to those who are trying to protect a precious girl. Obviously I’m a fan of yours- but at the same time, I’m also a fan of Princess Amelia.”

“… Is it.”

Cleon nodded at her words her.

“That means I have to pass it on to Amelia.”

“It’s embarrassing. Please save him.”

When the bartender bows down to her, Cleon nods her head and picks up Galatea.

The damage she suffered was also not small, so she could not hear her voice yet, but she thought she would wake up soon.

“Merka. Take care of Eustes.”

“I get it. Right now, Aruru is blocking the princess… I don’t know how much longer she can hold out.”

Cleon nods once more at Merca’s words and gets on the lift with her Galatea.

Inside the elevator, which began to move with a rattle, Cleon remembered Amelia’s cry that he had heard while wandering about her life and death her.

‘…Amelia.’

If there really is a being that she believes in and that is her her ‘spirit’ that gives her her powers her.

May she, please, save her from the swamp of her despair.

Cleon prayed for the first time to a god he did not believe in.