If It Doesn’t Fall After 10 Strikes, Strike 100 Times, and If It Still Doesn’t Fall, Give Up

While constructing the magic circle, Mu looked up at the dragon on which her mother had climbed.

It surely hadn’t been even a minute since it took off, but the dragon already looked smaller than a dot. Her mother was probably up there.

The one her mother chased after was none other than the Demon King.

And Mu also knew about the strength of the Demon King.

She had been the one standing next to her mother whenever she muttered to herself.

“She always said, ‘An enemy I can’t defeat right now.'”

An enemy her mother couldn’t defeat.

It was an incredibly hard thing to believe, but judging from the contents of the documents she had read for study, the strength of the Demon King described there was indeed as her mother had said.

But even so. Despite saying with her own mouth that she couldn’t win, her mother went to fight the Demon King.

To save everyone. To not miss the opportunity.

Mu felt her respect for her mother grow once again at such a spirit of self-sacrifice.

In her heart, Mu also wanted to fly to her mother’s side and fight together with her, but what her mother had ordered Mu to do was to prepare the transfer magic.

And this magic she was preparing was like a spare life for her mother.

It could be said to be a spare life that could save her mother in a moment of crisis if the worst were to happen.

That’s why Mu neatly put aside her desire to join her mother and tried to focus more on constructing the magic, but.

Flinch──

Suddenly feeling a presence, Mu sharply raised her head.

“Who’s there…!”

Always act convincingly where there are people. Even in this sudden situation, Mu turned her body towards where she felt the presence, keeping to her mother’s order that was ingrained in her mind.

Until just now, the Demon King’s aura had been spreading around suffocatingly, so she hadn’t noticed, but now that the Demon King had left, she could feel it.

Perhaps they thought they were hiding well, but the presence was quite faint, yet in such a quiet place, a faint presence is paradoxically easier to detect.

And if it was hidden by magic, even more so.

Swish───

It seems they also realized they had been detected by Mu’s confident voice, as they revealed themselves, distorting the space where they had been hiding.

Along with the disappearance of the wall made of magic, five women and girls appeared.

And as they fully revealed themselves, Mu almost disrupted the magic she was constructing without realizing it.

“You all…”

“I’m sorry, Meiyel-san. We didn’t mean to hide, but when a big shot like the Demon King suddenly appears, we had no choice but to hide, right?”

“Ah, hello, Professor Meiyel.”

“We, we’re sorry for hiding!”

“The Demon King, there’s no way…”

“I still can’t believe it…”

Headmaster Mira, Arin, Kana, Riana, and Shati.

For Mu, who had attended each class once on behalf of her mother, all five were familiar faces.

The first three apologized to Mu, while the latter two muttered to themselves about how hard it was to believe what had just happened as they walked out, and seeing them, Mu naturally had to ask.

“Why… are you here…?”

Why on earth were they here? Surely Pina, who had received orders from her mother, would have been blocking everyone.

Mu pondered several questions to herself about the situation she couldn’t understand, then nodded inwardly as she came up with a somewhat acceptable reason.

To begin with, the one who received the order was Pina, just an ordinary student. She was neither a perfect tool like herself, nor did she have abilities comparable to her own.

For such a girl, it must have been difficult to block those with talents beyond and equal to her own.

“It seems Pina couldn’t block them properly…”

“Ahaha, we came over secretly with transfer magic.”

But a failure was still a failure, so Mu muttered, blaming Pina, and sure enough, Mira laughed, revealing that they had come here by bypassing Pina.

Surely with Mira’s sudden transfer magic, the still inexperienced Pina wouldn’t have been able to respond properly.

Therefore, Mu no longer pointed out Pina’s failure and simultaneously focused again on constructing the magic with an attitude of thoroughly ignoring the five who had appeared.

Since they had already come, there was nothing she could do about it, so what was important to Mu now was completing her mother’s order.

So Mu closed her mouth and gripped her staff, but it seemed Mira had many things she wanted to ask.

Grip──

Mu turned her head towards Mira with a displeased face at Mira’s hand grabbing her shoulder.

“Because of Aria unnie’s request, I need to concentrate now… don’t bother me…”

“But I still have quite a few things I want to ask.”

Mu’s words were naturally tinged with coldness. However, despite Mu’s words, Mira didn’t let go of her hand as if she couldn’t back down.

The position of headmaster of Lua Academy could be said to be as important as the right hand of the king.

Perhaps due to the responsibility of being the only witness to the situation here. Mira asked Mu in a voice that even felt desperate.

“Can you tell me why the Demon King is here? I’ll help with constructing the magic. In exchange, please tell me the truth I don’t know.”

To this troublesome question, all Mu could do was let out a small thoughtful sound.

The surprise attack to strike first was successful.

In fact, isn’t the most important thing in games the initiative gained from a preemptive strike?

But I could realize through the Demon King in front of me that this fact was quite wrong.

“Ugh…”

The Demon King staggers to her feet, seemingly having taken some damage despite the less powerful surprise attack.

The dragon’s scales were tougher than I thought, so it seems her head rang quite a bit.

But that was all it was.

I succeeded in making her head ring and putting her in a bad mood, but nothing more. That’s why the Demon King glared at me with a twisted smile.

“Very well. If you want to kill me that badly, I’ll oblige. But you won’t find it very pleasant.”

“Hmph, I hope those words are true.”

Damn it, I’m terrifyingly scared!

While pretending to be calm in response to the Demon King’s words that she would seriously face me, I gripped my sword with slightly trembling hands.

“Phew…”

It’s okay. The odds are 9:1 anyway. I still have about a 10% chance of winning on this side.

Considering the current situation, it was by no means a small probability, so I barely stiffened my trembling body through self-hypnosis, pushed away the fear, and instead let the excitement that was rising beneath the fear flow through my blood vessels throughout my body.

It was undoubtedly frightening, but even more than that, the anticipation and excitement for this fight thrillingly reverberated through my body.

Although it had been nearly a month since I transformed into my characters, this was the first time I felt such a stimulating emotion of excitement.

It felt like if I could overcome this moment, something would change.

It felt as if my body, which had shown no changes, would take an impossible step forward and transform.

“Are you not coming first? Then I’ll attack first.”

That’s why I clearly captured the image of the Demon King gathering demonic energy in her hands in the slowing time.

This is not the world of the game. It’s unmistakable reality.

Therefore, the Demon King’s patterns that I know are not all of her attacks and defenses.

What I know about her is only an extremely small part. The rest I had to figure out for myself by constantly judging, evading, and defending at this very moment.

Ringing───

Along with the ringing in my ears, chilling demonic energy concentrated in the Demon King’s hands. I was already too late to dive in due to thinking for a moment.

If charging is impossible, then evasion first.

And as I judged, I quickly pressed my body to the ground as the demonic bullets were fired.

“Hup!”

As soon as I pressed myself against the ground, the demonic bullets grazed over me.

The demonic bullets sliced through the air, slightly burning the tips of my fluttering hair.

And after evading the demonic bullets, as soon as they began to fade, I immediately kicked off the ground and reached right in front of the Demon King.

“Triple Strike” “Rotating Slash”

The Demon King wrapped her body in demonic energy without panicking, even though I approached right in front of her in the blink of an eye.

I swung my sword first to gauge the opponent’s defense.

Clang clang clang── Clang──!!!

In an instant, I left three sword marks like claw marks and then followed with 10 attacks while rotating my body.

But only small scratches appeared on the Demon King’s skin, with no wounds that could be called severe injuries. Moreover, even those small scratches had already finished regenerating by the time I withdrew my sword.

As expected, the Demon King’s demonic energy. It was incredible defense beyond my imagination.

Of course, demonic energy, like magical power, has a limited amount, but this level of demonic energy consumption would be nothing to the Demon King.

“Hmm, not bad.”

“I know.”

The Demon King praised me while brushing off her arm, seemingly not expecting to be injured despite wrapping herself in demonic energy, and I responded curtly to her praise while gripping my sword.

The Demon King’s defense is so powerful that clashing head-on would at most scrape off a little demonic energy.

However, what I learned from just now is that the Demon King only wraps demonic energy on the front side where attacks are directed for defense. She didn’t wrap any demonic energy on her backside at all.

Probably an efficient defense method devised to minimize demonic energy consumption.

It could be said to be excellent, as there would be no problem if she only blocked attacks coming directly at her.

But as I said earlier, this is not a game but reality. If I know that the defense on the backside is weak, I just need to go with a new battle method that fits that.

And as I was thinking with my mouth tightly shut, the foothold I was standing on suddenly shook.

Kyaooooooo───!!!

The Demon King’s dragon roars as if wanting to help the Demon King fighting on top of it.

However, the Demon King calmed her dragon by stomping her foot hard as if telling it not to interfere unnecessarily, then showed her teeth and gathered demonic energy in both hands.

“The previous demonic bullets were just a light greeting, but how will you handle this!”

Demonic energy gathers in her hands, not concentrating to fire bullets like before, but undulating like waves.

Before I could properly grasp that unfamiliar form, the Demon King clapped her hands loudly towards me.

Zzzak──!!

The demonic energy gathered in both hands collides and spreads like a net.

An omnidirectional attack using the collision of demonic energy. The ground I was standing on was the dragon’s head, and everything around was sky, so there was nowhere to escape.

Then the only method left was defense.

I crossed the swords I was holding in both hands and charged towards the wave of demonic energy rushing at me.

“This much is enough!”

“Invincibility”

A defensive skill of the swordsman and fighter classes.

Feeling my whole body being strengthened by magical power, I charged towards the wave and collided with the wave that slashed my body, leaving terrible pain.

Crunch────!!!

“Kuugh… Haah!!”

Pain that could only be described as bizarre and chilling. Pain like having a full-body scaling without anesthesia passed through, but it was at a level I could sufficiently endure.

The blessing that Goddess Iriel gave me wasn’t so weak as to crumble to this level of pain.

One step, one step forward, breaking through.

The demonic energy spread like a net clung on until the end as if not wanting to send me to its master, but I finally broke through.

And I pushed aside the joy of breaking through and immediately charged towards the Demon King caught at the edge of my vision.

“Splendid!”

“I’ll cut you down in one go──!”

I was pushed back quite a distance by the net, so a normal charge wouldn’t do.

At this distance, if I tried to close the gap with a normal charge, the opponent’s attack would come first.

Knowing this, I once again activated the skill I had used earlier to catch up with the flying dragon at my feet.

“Swift Step”

The distance of over 10m between me and the Demon King is instantly narrowed to sword-reaching distance.

And seeing me fly to her front in an instant, the Demon King wrapped her body in demonic energy with a sardonic smile.

“You’re slow. It’s clear as day.”

Ironclad demonic energy wrapped around the front. No matter how hard I looked, there wasn’t even a slight gap in that demonic energy.

But as this was a situation I had already anticipated, instead of swinging my sword, I reached out and firmly grasped her horns.

“?!”

“If you’ve been fooled once, learn properly. You fool.”

The Demon King, flustered at having her horns grabbed again instead of an attack coming, tries to swat away my hand.

However, that belated action couldn’t possibly be faster than me.

As a professor of the academy, I imparted new teaching to the Demon King while firmly gripping the horns I had grasped and threw the Demon King with all my might.

“Haaah!!!”

“Gakh?!”

The Demon King’s body is lifted into the air with an unsightly scream at my strength that squeezed out every muscle in my body.

The Demon King flips over, showing an empty back in an instant.

I stabbed my sword towards the Demon King’s heart area and added one comment.

“And when fighting, it’s better to remove the handles on your head.”

Because otherwise, this will happen.

Along with the sound of metal, purple blood spurted up violently.