Chapter 252: Let’s Have a Holy Magic Competition!
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After breaking the barrier, Sword charged at me and delivered a flying kick.
“What fuck are you doin’!?”
Ouch, ouch, ooouch.
While stroking the place he hit, I explained, “These guys visited our plot to have some fun, so I humored them. We just got to the good par-gyaaah!”
An iron claw!
“『Humorin’ someone』 ain’t the same as 『toyin’ with ’em』, you idiot!” Sword scowled at me while applying his iron claw, and then asked the adventurers in a bad mood, “So, you people, why are you on the plot I rented?”
The adventurers began to plead while in tears.
“P-Please help me! I…We just came along after being asked to guard the saint!”
“I’ve got absolutely no clue whatsoever! That servant over there picked a fight, resulting in us getting dragged into this mess!”
Eh? Reeeeally? I feel like you were totally gung-ho about this at first, though.
Sword sighed deeply.
“…Do you guys know who I am?”
“”””We do!!””””
“”””Hero 【Thunderclap…””””
“S-Rank adventurer party 【Allrounders】!” Sword cut them down without letting them finish. “In short, this one here’s my partner. My reliable partner who can not only repel, but instantly kill any demon and dragon! But, she’s a huge sadist. Anyway, she’s always lookin’ for chances to turn the tables on trouble seekin’ her out to torture everyone! Don’t beg for help after havin’ marched into this place, you morons! Never pick a fight with this girl here ever again!”
In response to Sword’s yelling, all the adventurers kowtowed and apologized while crying. After looking at their pathetic state, Sword sighed deeply and then glared at me.
“…Indra, release the barrier.”
“Eh? I still haven’t had my fill of fu-gyaa! Yessir!”
Given that he put so much pressure into his iron claw that my skull started to creak, I canceled the barrier. As soon as I did, all the adventures scurried away like little spiders.
After they left, Sword finally let go of me.
It stings!
“…Why did you have to come back so quickly? You could have taken a bit longer! I mean, trouble finally walked all the way over to me, you know?” I complained while pursing my lips.
Sword answered with a sigh, “I’m happy to see that you had some fun. But, at least overlook folks that got dragged in without knowin’ left from right. …Still, I got it. I’m gonna take you with me to hunt tomorrow. Since the target seems to be big game, it’s not goin’ to run away, I think. Or rather, it’d be great if it actually ran away. Our task is just to chase it away ‘nyway.”
Yahoo!
I bounced around on the spot in joy.
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The saint and her attendant, the high-handed guy, hadn’t escaped yet. Or rather, the saint was sobbing and her attendant was consoling her.
“…In the end, I’m not able to get accepted by anyone. It’s impossible.”
“That is not true! Lady Lala, you possess the biggest amount of mana in the history of saints and you are a saint who can use holy magic, aren’t you!?”
Hmm.
“How about we compete then. Sword, I, and the dumb saint over there.”
The high-handed guy looked in my direction with a glare while Sword slapped his forehead. But, Sword immediately recovered.
“Well, I guess I should get you to pay your due for havin’ marched into this place, tryin’ to wreak havoc. Alright, I’m in.”
The high-handed guy glared at Sword next. But, Sword loves those kinds of games.
“Ryokus, you want to join as well? I’ll add a holy magic gatling gun as an extra, okay?”
“Yeah!”
“Yahoo! I will do my best~!”
Too lovely!
“Compete, you say. But how’s that supposed to work!?” The high-handed guy yelled.
I replied, “Choose your own means. We’re going to launch a barrage of holy magic. What, you shouldn’t die if you’re no demons.”
Sword looked at me apathetically while saying, “…If it’s my holy magic, they won’t die. True. But, they might do so from yours since it’s different from usual, no?”
“We’ll think about it when the time comes!”
The high-handed man turned ghastly pale.
“Stop it with the jokes!”
I was serious though… Oh well, whatever. Let’s shut him up and become a target.
Once I added the holy magic gatling guns to the Ryokus, I pointed at him.
“Alright, Ryokus. Your target is that trashy idiot of high-handed scum! Show him your holy magic!”
“”Ayessir!””
“Wait a sec, Ryokus. That guy might die for real, no?”
The Ryokus pretended to not have heard anything and fired away.
BAAAAAMM!
…Okay, he might have bitten the dust.
The Ryokus apparently held back somewhat, so far as it goes, but lots of soil and dirt got whirled up. The high-handed idiot was half buried as he coughed within a shroud of dirt.
I placed a hand on my chin, and adopted a thinker’s pose while muttering, “I see. My interpretation of holy magic was Microwa…Magnetic Wave magic, but now that I think about it, an object would break apart if it gets hit by magnetic waves, won’t it?”
“””……”””
The saint, her attendant, and Sword scowled at me.
And then Sword judged, “Roger, the Ryokus and Indra are disqualified.”
“””Eehhh!?”””
How mean! I haven’t even fired any magic yet!
“You misinterpreted holy magic! I’ll show how it’s done right, so copy me, you idiot!”
After Sword thundered at me, he muttered something quickly, held up a hand, and the target (high-handed bloke) suddenly shone brightly.
“Whaaa!?”
“Hmm, I see… Uuugh, the magic elements have transformed, turning into light particles? Or rather, Sword, isn’t that the Chemiluminescence spell all the Dungeon Cores like so much?”
“It looks flashy, so it’s fine, right?”
So he was able to copy it after all, huh!? And yet he didn’t even want to know the theory behind it!!
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