Chapter 39 – What Is That, 10duck Bird!! (1)
Booung! Chaaaaagh!
“Ehee eh!”
Every time the brilliantly shining pure white holy sword is swung, the ugly twisted beasts splatter blood and collapse. But to rejoice in victory, they are too exhausted. No wonder. This morning alone, he had already fought seven battles with the giant monster.
“Ha, ha… How long are you going to keep fighting…?”
“Goddess Luminus, protect us with eternal light. Goddess Luminus, protect us with eternal light. Goddess Luminus, protect us with eternal light…”
“A bitch… A bitch… A bitch… A bitch… A bitch… A bitch… A bitch… A bitch…!”
The party of warriors were scattered on the wagon starting again, each showing their own deep tiredness.
Someone complains of discomfort in a battle that will never end, someone prays to the god they believe in as if their mind has gone a little tasteless, and someone curses the beast trainer who keeps sending them a bit difficult to deal with and exhausting them. And
Luke, the hero, and Viola, the wizard, who were the only ones in normal condition, were currently pulling a wagon. Hero, even within the party, he was strong beyond the standard. Even so, Viola, a mage known for her poor stamina, was fine because all the demonic beasts that came for some reason had high magic resistance.
The monsters contaminated by the ‘darkness’ of Ragna Armageddon had a big difference from the existing monsters, and that was their skin color. Dark red demons did not work well against physical attacks, while dark blue demons had high resistance to magical attacks.
And since all of the demonic beasts currently attacking the warriors were blue-skinned demonic beasts that wizards could not use, Viola, who had consumed most of her magic power while pouring out powerful bombing magic, was still not tired.
Of course, in comparison, Gordon the warrior who defended against the brutal attack of the beast at the forefront with his entire body, Goddess Elia who squeezed out the divine power to heal Gordon’s wounds, and the flying type who flew in the sky and aimed at Elia in the rear. Hokna, an elf ranger who got a cramp on his arm from shooting all the beasts by himself, was a different story.
Gordon, who was originally presbyopic for his age, had a face that was three years younger than usual, Elia looked more like the pagan fanatic she had been so reluctant to, and Hockna, who had recently been annoyed for some reason, was in front of a beast trainer. It was emitting a ferocious spirit enough to chew and eat.
However, apart from being tired from battles, their bodies were clearly growing through several battles.
Gordon is now able to withstand up to three attacks from monsters, which are usually so heavy that he loses consciousness in one shot, without Elia’s recovery, and Elia’s total amount and ability to use divine power has also been greatly increased, and her concentration has increased to the limit of Hochna. It could instantly pierce through anything that came into its line of sight.
The hero Luke also learned how to more effectively avoid the opponent’s attacks and deliver effective hits, but only Viola had nothing to do in the previous battle, so little growth was achieved.
The only thing her comrades can do to fight hard is defensive magic, not shogi, and feeling left out as if she is falling behind among her gradually growing comrades. It was in a state of slump.
That figure naturally caught the eye of Luke, who was sitting next to him and holding the horse’s reins, and Luke only scratched the back of his head in an embarrassing situation.
If it’s to defeat the enemy, it’s simple. If you swing your sword and cut it, it’s over. But what about comforting a downtrodden colleague? Luke, who had never done such a thing before, could only shyly offer the best words of comfort he knew.
“That… It’ll be fine. Anyway, Viola is also an important companion.”
“…”
And Luke regretted it in his heart, saying that he had said something rather than not saying it right away, but he had no idea how to get the awkward atmosphere back again. In the murderously heavy and stuffy silence that would have been enough to kill a person, Viola spoke first before Luke gasped.
“…When I first became a colleague, I introduced myself as the elite of the Mage Tower.”
“Huh? Uh, yeah. Wasn’t it?”
“In fact, among the trainees my age, there was one elite who was better than me.”
This is the beginning of something incredibly long and heavy. Recognizing that fact, Luke listened to her voice, keeping his mouth shut tightly to keep nonsense from coming out of his mouth.
“She was my age, she was my friend. Her name was Manika. Unlike me, who entered the Mage Tower with only a meager talent, she had everything. Appearance, personality, connections, wealth, and I dare not compare. A great talent that can’t be counted. Manika quickly became the chief trainee of the Magic Tower, and I was the second in ten thousand years. The reason why we became friends was possible because Manika was a good kid.”
Luke realized his choice of sealing his own mouth was correct.
Serberg the Destroyer. He is one of those who possess the Fragments of Chaos, and a man with powerful destructive powers. He was active between the two conflicting nations, the Kingdom of Roland and the Kingdom of Saur, and brutally killed every human being he could find.
The first place Luke met Viola was in front of the adventurer’s guild that was recruiting Serberk subjugation forces in the Kingdom of Roland. Although Goddess Ellia was already with her, Luke, who thought that the more companions the better, was looking for a new colleague to recruit, and the person he met at that time was Viola.
Luke could never forget her first impression.
Unmanaged for a long time, loose, tousled hair, deep dark circles on dark eyes, but what was contained in them was endless hatred and fierce murderous intent.
Luke could never turn a blind eye to her. For he had a premonition close to her certainty that if he left her the way she was, something would happen to her or she would pay for it.
As he needed a wizard at the same time, Luke invited Viola to become her companion. Viola agreed with her own goals and her rook’s company, and although she initially refused, she accepted his offer, as it happened that she defeated Ser Berg together.
“Manika, who was the youngest chief of the Mage Tower, was recognized for her talent and became involved in a top-secret project within the Mage Tower. I even cursed in my heart, saying, ‘If it wasn’t for that kid, I would have taken that honor.’ What kind of honor is that…”
“…”
“Even though I was jealous of my friend because I wasn’t chosen by the high-ranking wizards of the Mage Tower, it was only for a while, and I left the Mage Tower and visited the Kingdom of Roland to collect necessary magic items to help my dearest friend’s project even a little. And…”
As if her accumulated resentment had burst, Viola caught her breath for a moment, wiping the tears from her eyes with her sleeve, and then, in surprise, as calmly as we do, Viola confessed her most terrible memories.
“The incident occurred while I was leaving the Mage Tower. What I saw when I returned belatedly after hearing the news that something big had happened in the Mage Tower… Was in the middle of the horribly collapsed Mage Tower.”
“That Manika friend…”
“There were 80 people staying in the Mage Tower at the time, but only 42 bodies were found. Unfortunately or fortunately, Manika’s corpse was not found inside. So… I wanted to know what happened to her. Is it dead without a body left, or is it barely alive somewhere…”
“If alive?”
“Of course… I have to go see her. She’s my only friend, and she’s my most precious friend. But if she’s really dead…”
Before long, Viola’s face contorted horribly.
“I will avenge Manika at all costs.”
A catastrophe that occurred in the Magic Tower.
What the hell was the person who caused the incident, Baron Ragnar Armageddon, thinking? What was the reason he did such a terrible thing in a place where the best wizards gathered?
I can not know. Because he wasn’t So the next time you meet him, he will point his sword at him and bite you.
What have you become so cruel for?
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A dark space hidden within her world that even Luminus, the creator, does not know about. There were two beings hiding there who were not bound by the laws of this world.
The calmer of the two muttered in a low voice, watching Luminus intervene.
〈 Now that summer has passed, cherry blossoms are blooming without blooming in the season… You cut off communication at best to exclude humans, the biggest uncertain factor at this point, so you’re saying you’re going to send a message this way? I don’t know what message it contains, but I can’t let that human touch it.〉
〈 What are you talking about so loudly from earlier? 〉
〈I’m saying things wouldn’t have gone this far if you had handled it properly.〉
〈 No, this bastard is real…!〉
〈Rather, did that person still not deal with it?〉
As if he was scolding him for not being able to do even such a simple thing properly, the violent one raised his voice in response.
〈 Noisy! In the first place, what should I do when there is no ‘when I’m alone’ you said!〉
〈 Keep an eye on it though. Be sure to aim for the moment when he is alone. But witnesses should never be made. It doesn’t matter that the human is from another world, but if other intelligences witness our intervention, they risk being tracked through their trail.〉
〈 I know! But what are you saying! This damn bastard never intended to be alone! It seems to me, this bastard has already noticed?〉
After 〈… So, if you handle it well the first time… 〉
〈 Hey! Let’s fight, you fucking bastard!〉
〈 Time to say that… Ha, that’s it. Let’s not talk.〉
〈 This fucking asshole is real!〉
〈 quit. Now is not the time for this.〉
Normally, the argument would have ended by this time. It wasn’t a day or two for these two to fight, and no matter how much they hated each other, it was a relationship that held hands for a while for one common purpose, so until that purpose was achieved, it was a relationship where we had to join forces even if we didn’t like it.
But this time the quarrel did not end there. The violent side vented its accumulated resentment toward the makeshift alliance, with sparks running through his body and his face contorted viciously.
〈 Shibi said that Ji walked first, so let’s pay everything to be annoyed and stop? Fuck, are you really kidding me? Seriously, when are you going to twist that fucking mouth once? Every day, he talks like he’s proud of himself, and he doesn’t do anything right…!!〉
〈It’s a low level point that’s not even worth debating. I’m not doing nothing, I’m just doing what I do best. And please refrain from such vulgar expressions. I can’t believe that you and I are in the same 5th grade. Please, can’t you have some minimum dignity?〉
Quaang! Moving in an instant with a loud roar that pierced his ears, the being seized the opponent’s collar.
〈 What did you say just now? Do it again, you son of a gun.〉
〈 I don’t know if it’s my deafness, or my intelligence so low that I can’t even understand what I’m hearing, or if it’s just sexual desire that enjoys being beaten, but I’m not a tape recorder or a parrot that repeats the same thing to you wanting to hear it again. I never thought I would have had the intelligence to distinguish that much…〉
Kwalung!
Starting with the one who couldn’t hold back his anger any longer and threw a fist into the opponent’s face, with a thunderbolt strong enough to burn and kill hundreds of people in an instant.
〈…You started first.〉
Cuckold, cuckold, cuckold…!
In return for the thunder-streaked bamboo bread, the giant’s fist made of dozens of bones filled his field of vision with a cold voice that was several degrees lower than usual.
