Chapter 112 – Chapter 112 Episode 3-11
Jiha hit Carmine’s abdomen with her shadow hand and charged at the same time.
But Carmine cut his sword horizontally and scattered his shadow hand, stabbing the lunging underground with his elbow in the abdomen.
Shred!
When Jiha responded by punching her elbow down, Carmine frowned at her and backed off.
Jiha did not miss the opportunity and poured his fists over Carmine’s torso.
Because it was so close, it was not appropriate to swing the sword.
Carmine took several hits and backed away.
‘Weight…’
Jiji was a little taller and more muscular than Carmine.
If it was a fighting match, it would not be the same weight class. If it was limited to pure hand-to-hand combat, Carmine had no choice but to be pushed back.
But Wordsland has magic.
Even if the basement uses magic, it will not be able to match the amount of magic that he was selected as a common or super rare!
Carmine fixed the sword in his right hand and sprayed his left arm while summoning more of his mana.
Carmine’s blades and underground fists collided in the air.
Kang!
Flesh colliding with flesh, but there was a metallic sound.
The high-density magic power turned the hardness of the body into steel.
If two bodies hardened like iron continue to fight, who will win?
‘The one who uses the sword wins!’
Carmine smiled cruelly.
There was a limit to strengthening the body with magical power.
Although there were differences among races, it was normal for the body’s defense to be pierced by higher-grade, stronger weapons no matter how strong it was.
The body strengthened by magic in Words Land is a shield, and the magical weapon is a spear.
And a spear pierces a shield after all!
With his left arm, taking in and ignoring the physical attacks from the underground, Carmine gripped his sword briefly and swung it horizontally.
Whoa!
The basement gave up the melee and quickly retreated.
The momentum of the flame wrapped around Carmine’s sword became fierce.
Every time the sword wrapped in flame moves, the heat spreads, and the space first burns.
There was a visual pressure that was roaring, and the heat was transmitted even from a distance.
Every time Carmine swung his sword, Jiha had no choice but to step back.
“Would you like to clash your swords?”
Carmine laughed.
The 3rd grade sword that Uben had given you, the sword underground had been using until now, but it would break if it was hit by a 1st grade sword reinforced by Carmine’s magical power.
No matter how you endure it, the heat of the flames will subtly damage your underground body.
If you try to suppress it with your magic power, you will have less magic power to invest in your attack, so you will be more on the defensive.
Broken household items touched by the path of the sword, and clothes on the floor slowly began to burn.
The one-horned demon in the middle laughed.
“You fight pretty well for a common. Head back too ok, that’s pretty good! It deserves a name!”
“…”
“But that’s it. You die here You don’t have any hidden talents anymore, do you?”
In the eyes of Carmine, there was no way to counter the sword of flame in the basement.
No, it was difficult to stand against this sword unless you were a very skilled person.
Because it makes Carmine much more difficult to deal with than his natural ability.
“Let me tell you, it is my special ability to create sparks. This sword only helps a little with that.”
“Okay?”
“That’s why it’s better not to think that taking a weapon from me is an easy win. A few of them died while doing that.”
“You are kind.”
As Carmine approached, the basement continued to retreat out of the sword’s gap.
However, there is a limit to avoiding the narrow interior.
The back of the basement hit the window.
Returning to the place where she had originally sat, she glanced back at the basement.
Her window was left open, and her chin was low. Just shifting her weight backwards allowed her to roll over backwards.
“Oh, if you fall from there, you will die? It’s on top of a hill… It is over 10 meters to the ground.”
At this height, even if it was strengthened with magical power, it would be at least a serious injury, or even death.
She seemed to let out a sigh of her own, then put her sword back on her back and raised her hands.
A gesture of surrender? As Carmine frowned at her, Jiha asked abruptly.
“Let me ask you one last question.”
“What?”
Carmine, who was confident that he had already perfectly captured the victory, responded softly, unlike him.
“You were good trash. I will answer anything.”
Carmine was a life she had lived through.
The obstacles and idiots in his way were cleared by all sorts of schemes he had, and he killed them if necessary.
Everyone suspected him when that happened.
Of course. Because he inherited the blood of an exterminated incubus.
However, Carmine put a lot of effort through and through.
The childhood experience of being looked down upon and almost dying gave him a special sense of caution.
He should not be suspected of anything he has done.
Every time an accident or incident happened, everyone was suspicious, but Carmine put in a lot of effort to look innocent.
‘Yeah, I did a lot…’
In the end, those who doubted him only judged that he was lucky with the dirty incubus subject.
It was the highest compliment to Carmine.
On the contrary, even those who defended and protected him, claiming that he was falsely framed, appeared.
“No, correct me. You were the best trash Because you doubted me to the end.”
“I’m the only one who didn’t trust you. It’s a barren world.”
“You are the first among men. There were women who felt good. For some reason, when a woman sleeps, she is quick to notice. I’m just trying to interfere.”
Carmine let out an exaggerated sigh.
“So there were quite a few women who had to be killed. There were women who were very precious.”
“I tried to break this guy and that guy’s earthenware pot… You are a bit of a special bastard.”
He sighed underground.
Carmine frowned at him.
“Is that a question?”
“Why did you do this shit?”
Carmine clicked his tongue.
“Because, what kind of stupid things are you talking about now…”
“Have you reached the super rare level? It would have been appropriate to stop doing this asshole.”
“…”
“You have risen to the limit that a man can climb. There’s really no reason to do this shit.”
Jiha asked a question to put the last puzzle together.
“Cleaning up Coral and other Gnolls? Could have just done it I didn’t have to do this because I put him in Warris and gave him a weapon.”
“…”
“You wanted to set the ball up? What are you going to do with more credit here? It’s already super rare, so why are you so greedy?”
Carmine smiled coldly.
“Do you think I will be satisfied with just being super rare? Of course, it should be unique.”
“Was it possible to become what you wanted to be?”
“I said too much even considering it was a will.”
Underground laughed at Carmine’s declaration.
“Yeah, I’m tired of hearing more of your stupid noises.”
The subterranean body, leaning against her windowsill, tumbled backwards.
As the underground figure disappeared from sight, Carmine lowered his sword.
Thud!!
The sound of a heavy mass falling to the ground, but just in case, Carmine approached and looked down at her.
The fallen basement was lying on the ground.
“Blood…”
It’s dark and I can’t see it well because of the distance.
Carmine clicked her tongue and shook her head.
“In case you don’t know, I’ll have to kill you a little later to confirm. Then, where is the bathroom…”
Carmine, distracted from her basement, looked around her house.
She came to kill the hiding gnoll, so she had to finish it off.
“Is it here?”
Finding her bathroom in a corner of her house, Carmine opened the door.
A curtain was drawn over the bathtub, and a silhouette could be seen sitting on the other side.
“Are you tied up?”
Had she been fine, she would have jumped out at the sound of fighting underground.
Carmine grinned as she approached and straightened her sword.
Shall we check if it’s fun? No, she had to kill whoever she was.
She might have overheard his underground conversation.
Gazing at her seated silhouette, gazing at her position, Carmine thrust his sword into her shoulder.
“Start with greetings…”
Carmine, who laughed cruelly, frowned at her.
It wasn’t the feel of her poking into her flesh.
“What…”
Carmine drew back the curtains on her as she drew her sword.
She was a doll sitting in the bathtub
“What…”
Did the underground lie?
Embarrassed, Carmine looked back at her presence behind her and stiffened.
A woman with fair blue skin, who could tell just by looking at her silhouette that she was a great beauty, stood in the dark.
“Sleep…”
As the woman walked out, Carmine blinked at her in disbelief.
“Asira-sama…”
“…”
Ashira looked around her room with her hard face.
After the fight with the underground, household items were broken, and fires were burning here and there.
Carmine calmly organized her thoughts.
How long has Asira been around? Was she out there? Because she was distracted by the underground, she didn’t feel her presence at all.
Could she have even heard the conversation she had with the Underground?
“Asira-sama, what are you doing here without contacting me? I told you to stay in case something happens in the barracks.”
There is a corpse in the basement beyond her window, but as long as Ashira doesn’t go there.
She has to buy some time by looking around.
“Carmine.”
As Carmine approached, Ashira opened her mouth heavily.
“This is not a place for Ashira-sama to come. It’s a dirty street. Please go back at once.”
“Tell me what you just did.”
“… Oh, what do you mean?”
Carmine smiled, but Ashira had a very gloomy face.
“The opponent in the bathtub, I stabbed him right away without checking who it was. She could have been a hostage. Even if it was just for play, it didn’t seem like there was any will to resist.”
“Oh, that was just a joke…”
“You know she’s a doll, so you just stabbed her?”
When Ashira cut her off, Carmine froze in laughter.
Asira gloomily shook her head.
“I thought you would say that. I said it couldn’t be.”
“… Who said that? It’s a mothership. Mr. Ashira. Do not be fooled.”
Ashira looked at her blankly, and her flustered Carmine stiffened.
She was not the face Asara had always seen.
She was disappointed and frustrated, she regretted him and despaired and was immersed in her heartbreak.
“… Ashira-sama, no. I’m really sorry This is a trap.”
Having made up her mind, Carmine struggled her steps toward Asira.
If she spoke well, she was somehow able to regain her trust.
He was Ashira’s henchman and was promoted to super rare despite being a man.
That it was just a mistake, that this was an exception, that he somehow managed to cheat and get out of this position.
“I heard that half a year ago, the fact that Pyran, which was a super rare that I had before you, turned purple, was also something you planned, is that true?”
“…”
“I heard that the situation in which she suddenly married a purple orc was not what Pyran wanted. She had no choice but to spend the night and get married reluctantly because of her child.”
Carmine got goosebumps.
This was something Ashira should never have known.
“What are you talking about…”
“You have to say the obvious now.”
Carmine turned around at the man’s voice.
Her basement, sitting on her windowsill, smiled and waved her hand.
“I just want to see your face. It’s to the point where I want to leave it as a picture.”
“How do you…”
“I’m going to do what I was doing. Shouldn’t the story unfold properly only after you’ve finished killing yourself?”
His underground, holding the sword, flicked his fingers.
“Why do you use hard words over easy swords? Let’s fight for real now.”
“Oh, no. What the heck is this…”
Carmine looked back and forth between Asira and her basement, but she couldn’t believe it.
“I think the psychological shock is too great, but will that change the current situation?”
Her basement came down from the windowsill and approached Carmine.
“If you want to hear an explanation, stay alive.”
Now was the time to fight and defeat it properly.
