Ch.386Side Story: The Weakling and the Premature

“Kuh.”

Looking at the guardian deity of the Republic of Clark who was glaring at him, Rodron let out a low breath.

Judging by how he was unconsciously clenching his fists, he seemed quite flustered by Findenai’s murderous aura.

“Hmm.”

Since they were quite far apart, only silhouettes were visible.

“Here she comes.”

As I casually remarked, Rodron quickly extended both hands forward.

Findenai leaped with such tremendous speed that it almost seemed like teleportation, and was now swinging Baekseol down toward Rodron.

KUUUUUUNG!

“Keuuk!?”

A single leap changed the flow of the wind. The rooftop floor nearly collapsed from the impact, but thanks to the mana floor I had placed underneath, the building didn’t crumble.

“Ha.”

Though it hadn’t even been a day since we last met, I strangely found myself missing Findenai’s smile.

She glanced at me briefly before tilting Baekseol to shift her center of gravity, pushing Rodron away from me.

Tung!

Pushed back, Rodron tried to resist but was eventually forced to the edge of the rooftop, breaking through the railing and having no choice but to spread his wings.

With Rodron gone, Findenai stood before me and slightly turned her head.

Her expression revealed a distinct pout of dissatisfaction.

“You’re leaving without me?”

“If I told you too, things could really get out of hand.”

“Still, leaving without me? Someone should have kept one foot in the carriage, don’t you think?”

“…That’s what you’re upset about?”

I looked at Findenai with an incredulous expression, but she just grinned and shrugged her shoulders.

“You think I came all this way just to beat up that pathetic bastard? If you hadn’t warned him just now, he wouldn’t have reacted in time.”

She’s right.

Findenai is no ordinary human anymore. She’s absorbed the Mountain Lord of Norsweden and become one of the guardian deities encompassing the entire Republic of Clark.

Even for an archdemon, facing Findenai head-on would be unwise.

“That’s why I warned him.”

I deliberately told Rodron to react.

“Otherwise you would have been bored.”

“Hm.”

She exhales with a small laugh.

“How do you know my mind so well? Makes me want to have a go.”

“Just keep your eyes forward.”

“Why so cold? Don’t tell me you went to a brothel? Post-nut clarity?”

“…”

“If you did, I’ll turn that precious dick of yours into a skewer.”

Findenai knows better than anyone that I wouldn’t go to such places, but I understood it was her way of joking, so I didn’t respond.

Meanwhile, Rodron reached his hand toward the sky. A light of salvation was falling from the heavens for him.

“Oh?”

The dark sky began to twist again. Even the distant moon seemed to distort.

“He’s an archdemon of dominion. I heard he commands over ten thousand demons.”

“Ten thousand? Wow, how many axe swings will that take?”

It seemed he was trying to summon his demon legion above Clockwork.

As a being who leads armies, he probably gets stronger the more troops he has around him.

That’s been the pattern most archdemons have shown so far.

“You take Rodron, I’ll protect Clockwork.”

At my words, Findenai nodded with satisfaction and immediately flew toward Rodron.

The resulting gust of wind hit my entire body, messing up my hair and clothes.

“Whew.”

The sky gradually began to turn red, and demons started to appear from the empty sky.

I could hear people below shouting and making a fuss about the strange sky.

Of course they’d be confused when the sky suddenly turns red and bizarre creatures appear.

[What are you going to do?]

The Dark Spiritmaster appeared beside me with a bright smile. I had told her to stay home, but honestly, I had somewhat expected her to follow.

“Did Stella come too?”

When I asked just in case, she shook her head.

[No, she’s guarding the house. She’s the lowest in the hierarchy after all.]

“…That seems quite different from the hierarchy I had in mind.”

I thought Stella was at the top of the food chain.

[Well, does she need to fight demons again? She fought them endlessly when she was alive, and now she’s living with a demon. She deserves a break.]

“Right, you did well.”

I had asked because I didn’t want Stella involved in this matter either.

As a Saintess, she had fought demons countless times and must have nothing but bad memories of them. I didn’t want her to see those creatures again.

[Dealing with these vile things is what we necromancers are for.]

“…”

[What?]

She tilted her head questioningly as I stared at her.

“Nothing, I just wish you’d show half of this side of yourself normally.”

I don’t understand how someone can have so many facets. Sometimes she acts completely childish, but now she’s showing a rather reliable side.

Especially impressive was her consideration in not bringing Stella.

[I’m similar normally, aren’t I?]

Is she serious?

I pretended not to hear and looked up at the army of demons spreading across the sky, while the Dark Spiritmaster puffed her cheeks and grumbled.

[Tch, ignoring me.]

“Never mind that, let’s focus. If we miss any, they’ll attack the civilians in Clockwork.”

The demon army would rather sink their teeth into the humans below than help their master Rodron.

Demons are creatures faithful to their instincts.

Especially in a situation like now, where their master is gradually being pushed back by Findenai’s offensive.

But at my words, the Dark Spiritmaster showed a strange smile and nudged my arm with her elbow.

[Come on, you deliberately created this situation.]

“…”

[You let Rodron withstand Findenai’s first attack on purpose, and gave him time to open the rift like now, so he would bring all his troops here.]

“Why can’t you use this level of perceptiveness in daily life?”

[Huh? I told you I’m the same normally!]

At this point, I’m starting to wonder if she has a dual personality. I’m glad she didn’t bring that airhead Ppopsil.

Anyway.

“You’re right, there have been too many creatures acting up without knowing their place lately. To make an example, I needed this many demons.”

It’s a perfect situation, isn’t it?

A perfect incident to send a clear warning to both demons and gods.

A declaration that I can return anytime if they try to do as they please with the continent.

The Dark Spiritmaster and I looked up at the sky.

The countless demons pouring down felt like expendable items or fireworks.

[Reminds me of the old days.]

“Indeed.”

Smiles formed on our lips.

As I extended my right hand toward the sky, the Dark Spiritmaster extended her left hand and began to resonate with my mana.

And the sky that had been torn with rifts…

Began to split open once more.

* * *

A full day had passed.

Thanks to Acting President Nikolai, who tearfully thanked us and offered the VIP room yesterday, I was able to sleep comfortably.

“Mmm.”

By the way, Findenai was lying naked beside me, and on the table with the lamp beyond her…

“Ah, I told you to get rid of that.”

Rodron’s head was sitting there prominently. I had adamantly refused her desire to hang it at home, saying she liked the clean cross-section and the expression of despair on his face when he died.

If I hadn’t made her promise to throw it away while scolding her last night, she might have actually hung it at home.

[What’s this?]

And on my other arm…

The naked Dark Spiritmaster, using my arm as a pillow, was looking at me with a blank expression.

“What’s wrong?”

I thought she might be a bit confused after her first experience yesterday.

[Why does it feel like I was glossed over?]

“What do you mean?”

[Well, it should have been a monumental event since it was my first time, but it feels like it just passed by quickly.]

“Ahem.”

At those words, I awkwardly averted my gaze, and Findenai, who had buried her face in my chest, slightly opened her eyes and answered.

“You passed out, you premature girl.”

[…What?]

“You weren’t asleep?”

Findenai, whom I thought was sleeping, grinned and mocked the Dark Spiritmaster.

“This premature girl died right away after a few strokes from the master. She was already dead but died again.”

[Wow! Listen to her! Already dead, she says!]

“You’re in no position to call me pathetic. At least I can hold out a bit.”

It’s a bit annoying how Findenai is squeezing my thing while talking.

[That’s because you’ve done it many times and are used to it! If I had done it as much as you, I wouldn’t pass out!]

“A premature talker with a lot to say.”

[You’re the pathetic one! You were begging for mercy yesterday!]

“That was just play, premature.”

[You sure like playing! Just crying and begging to stop!]

“Hah, this is why you can’t talk to premature girls.”

[There’s nothing worse than a pathetic person putting on airs! And the premature one isn’t me, it’s Stel…]

Knock knock.

Thanks to the knocking from outside, I was able to get up and interrupt the two’s conversation.

‘That’s why I said we shouldn’t do it.’

It was a mistake to give in to Findenai’s seduction, asking what a VIP room bed would feel like.

Naturally, the Dark Spiritmaster joined in too. Being her first experience, it must have been difficult as she passed out in the middle.

[Okay! Let’s try again! This time I’ll really grit my teeth! I’ll see with my own eyes how pathetic you are!]

“Ah, fine! I’m curious to see how long this premature girl can last!”

I’m the one doing the work, so why are they fighting among themselves?

After putting on a robe with a sigh, I headed to the door.

It’s probably the Acting President or his messenger.

[Pathetic!]

“Premature!”

“Be quiet, you two.”

Seeing them still fighting childishly until I opened the door, I somehow felt sorry for Rodron who died yesterday.