episode_0133

“Okay, that’s the end of today’s story!”

Friede, who was trying to set the mood, suddenly cut off the conversation by crossing her arms.

“What? Hey, wait a minute. Who would stop talking there?!”

How absurd this sounds. I was so embarrassed that the cigarette slipped from my fingertips.

shit. It was only half lit. I was afraid that the embers would catch on to the carriage, so I hurriedly stepped on it and extinguished it.

“What should I do with this? There was someone like that here?”

Friede crossed her legs and laughed excitedly.

I took out a new cigarette and frowned.

Stopping talking right before a battle that will be the highlight, it’s not something a human would do.

“I hope you continue your story before you overturn the carriage.”

“There is no way a member of Palun would be scared by threats of force, right?”

Friede grinned.

The sight of him slightly spreading his hands over his shoulders and shrugging was truly disgusting.

If you massage the thought bag on your neck, wouldn’t the story come out right away?

Just enough so that it doesn’t turn into tomato stew… .

Friede was still smiling, as if she hadn’t noticed that my eyes were on her skull.

Friede, who laughed for a while, took a breath and took another sip of water.

“Ahaha… . The joke ends here, so here’s what happened… … .”

Fortunately, she started talking again.

What a relief. The Grand Duchess’s skull was about to become soft.

Actually, I just thought about touching it as a joke, but I really didn’t have any intention of pulling my hair out or anything.

No matter how much I am, I would never do something like that to someone I am close to. maybe.

======[Friede and his companions]======

“Aaeaeaeang! Wow!”

Making strange crying sounds, the cursed mother came closer and closer to them.

Because of the sagging flesh, the gait was not even visible.

Friede glared sharply at the guy, holding a saw in his right hand and a chain ax in his left.

She seemed full of fighting spirit, but contrary to her appearance, her mind was filled with a sense of despair.

‘And out of all the monsters, this one… Was this room like a nursery for ancient people?’

Cursed mother.

Although it is a monster whose strength and defense itself are not that great… It was a difficult entity to deal with without a wizard or priest.

Because the bells and dolls I was holding in my hands were not just toys.

‘It’s difficult to deal with it on our own… . Damn it, if only Hashal had been there… !’

Under normal circumstances, Friede would have also considered retreating.

If only the escape route wasn’t blocked.

“There’s nothing you can do… . Both of you, prepare for battle! Subdue the hybrid monster and the cursed mother!”

“Yes!”

Damian lifted the great sword and placed it on his shoulder.

The black iron greatsword shed heavy black light.

Millia, who had retreated to the back, aimed at the monster’s head.

It’s a terrible-looking monster, but in the end it’s not even a carapace, but a lump of flesh. You will not be able to deflect an incoming arrow with your body.

“When dealing with him, the attacks you need to be most careful of are the curse spells and the acid that spews out from his chest. Acidic liquid easily melts even steel, so it should never be hit.”

“Curse? Of course… .”

Millia also frowned as if she was at a loss.

The curse could have been prevented if only one good priest had been brought in… .

Among the group, the only person who could block the curse was Hashal, who had anti-magic powers.

“Take a close look at his hands. If you shake the bell, you will confuse everyone who hears you, and if you raise the doll, you will curse one person. I don’t know what will fly, but.”

confusion.

It is a type of mental curse.

The curse of being caught up in thousands of sudden thoughts and losing one’s reason and judgment.

As a result, those affected by confusion often freeze in place and cannot move, or go crazy and attack people around them.

If all three had fallen under the curse of confusion, they could have been annihilated while fighting each other.

“The priority attack target is the hand holding the bell. If you see something trying to shake the bell, do something to stop it from moving. If you don’t think you can stop it, take out the holy water and drink it right away.”

About half a bottle of holy water… This will help prevent some confusion.

“What about the doll?”

“… It’s inevitable that each side covers the other. Because the doll’s curse only affects one person at a time.”

‘I don’t use curses that cause instant death, so it will work out somehow.’

Damian and Millia nodded and took their positions.

Friede started twirling the chain ax.

As if it had noticed the clearly threatening attitude, the spirit of the monster that was slowly approaching suddenly became fiercer.

Like a child thrown to the floor, the cursed mother lets out a tearing roar.

Yellow saliva dripped from between parted lips.

Millia let go of the bowstring.

—-

The arrow shot out like a beam of light and aimed at the monster’s skull.

At the same time, Friede threw the ax with all his might towards the hand holding the bell.

Unlike the previous appearance, which approached slowly, the cursed mother’s response once she entered a combat stance was surprisingly agile.

He raised the face of the old ax like a shield, covering his head, and swung his sword at Friede’s chain axe.

Millia’s arrow bounced off at an angle.

“Fast… !”

“Don’t stop and keep shooting!”

Friede grabbed the chain attached to the ax and swung it.

The chain swings loudly, and the trajectory of the ax blade twists greatly.

The sword swung by the cursed mother missed and hit only the chain.

The force applied from the side causes the chain to fold, and the ax hanging at the end rotates along the sword body.

The chain ax wrapped around the mother’s sword like a snake, entangling it tightly.

Friede yanked the chain. As if playing tug-of-war.

A chain pulled taut. As the cursed mother screamed in frustration and pulled the sword, Friede’s body began to be dragged forward little by little.

Friede gritted his teeth and held on with all his strength.

“Damian!”

“Yes!”

Damian rushed into the gap and swung his great sword at the monster’s arm.

Following Friede’s advice, I first planned to cut off the arm holding the bell and drop it.

The eyes on the back of the hand rolled around and glared at Damian.

It was a frightening sight just to look at, but Damian paid it no heed and swung his greatsword.

To be precise, I tried to swing it.

The cursed mother’s chest swelled and a stream of light green water spewed out from the tip.

Acidic liquid.

“Ugh!”

Damian hastily rolled to the side.

The monster’s milk poured down on the spot where he was just moments ago.

Cheeek-! With a sound, the floor melts.

If it had been hit, Damien would have melted too.

“Ahhhh!”

The roar of the cursed mother resembled the screams of a male woman.

With a fierce crack sound, the old ax fell like a guillotine towards Damian’s back.

Damian suddenly got up and raised his greatsword towards the axe.

– Ugh!

The black iron of the half-humans and the steel of the ancients collide. Damian’s knees buckled slightly from the strong impact.

The cursed mother opened her muzzle wide. As if he was going to bite Damian’s head off like this.

A stench that makes you dizzy.

Damian, who had not yet recovered from the shock, had no way to avoid it.

If only he were the one fighting.

Millia’s arrow got stuck in the monster’s mouth.

The arrowhead pierced the tongue and penetrated the lower jaw.

The monster let out a sharp scream.

Damian’s hearing was paralyzed for a moment. It was that loud.

Still, thanks to that, the force that was weighing down the great sword had weakened.

“Haaap!”

Damian stomped his foot loudly and added strength to his greatsword.

The monster’s ax flew out.

Just as the sword body swung successively was about to cut off the hand holding the bell,

The cursed mother stretched out her hand holding the doll… I grabbed his hand.

“Aaaa!”

The crushed doll opens its mouth wide and lets out a girlish scream.

His eyeballs were half bulging out, and a fountain of bright red blood was spouting down his legs.

It looked like they were squeezing a person, not a doll.

Damian’s new model stumbled.

The great sword aimed at the monster’s hand cut through the air in vain.

“Damian!”

Millia’s desperate cry. The arrow fired gets stuck in the monster’s shoulder.

Damian couldn’t hear Millia’s voice.

Because blood was flowing from my ears.

Friede clenched her tongue and relaxed her hold.

Resistance that suddenly disappeared. The mother’s arm, unable to control the pulling force, was thrown backwards.

With Friede’s body holding on to the chain.

Friede’s saw flew like the wind and bit into the cursed mother’s body.

The lumpy skin was torn, spattering pus and black blood.

Friede let go of the chain and stepped back, holding on to Damian who was still staggering.

If it had been attacked as is, it could have seriously injured the cursed mother… In return, Damian would have suffered fatal injuries.

“Senior Friede, Damian… !”

“I don’t know, you check!”

Friede, who threw Damian at Millia’s feet, immediately pulled out a dagger and threw it at the enemy.

Daggers flying like arrows towards the cursed mother’s chest.

The monster that was trying to shake the bell hurriedly covered its chest with the ax blade.

‘That’s his characteristic. ‘To protect the chest thoroughly.’

I don’t know if it’s because of motherhood or what…

That way of acting was one of its representative weaknesses.

Friede pulled out the end of the saw’s handle with all his might.

The handle hidden inside came out, and the saw’s handle became about three times longer.

Enough to swing it with all your might with both hands.