episode_0035

I didn’t have high expectations.

All I hoped for from that guy with the sword was to hold out until the conditions of the elves improved a bit.

After all, if the elves were to join the battle, it was only a matter of time before the tide turned, so I asked him to buy us some time.

Clang!

Contrary to my thoughts, he was literally sweeping away the church’s forces and clearing a path.

…I say this with embarrassment.

“Naughty wish, naughty wish, naughty wish, naughty wish, naughty wish, naughty wish, naughty wish…”

What kind of monster have I awakened?

Looking at those eyes filled with desire, I started to feel a creeping fear.

Already expecting so much, what kind of wish is he going to ask for?

Touching breasts? Or spending a night together? Or maybe a relationship?

Could it be… marriage?!

No, no! Even if it’s like that, there should be some shame. Would he really bring up marriage?

It should just be a one-night stand! Yeah! I can accept that much!

He practically saved me from the brink of death in Yunghan Hell! It’s not ‘love,’ it’s just a gesture of ‘gratitude’!!!

Gathering my resolve, I stared hard at the sword-wielding guy, when Louis, who was trying to stop an inquisitor from taking our companions hostage, sent me a pitiful look.

“…Isn’t it about time you admitted it? It’s obvious to everyone that you like that idiot.”

“Don’t talk nonsense! Who likes who! This is not affection, it’s simply an expression of gratitude!”

“My mother used to say that strong denial is no different from strong affirmation. Hmm… right now, you’re exactly…”

“Shut your mouth!”

Sending a fierce glare, Dragnonian focused back on the fight with the inquisitor, finally realizing he should have done that earlier.

Already troubled and getting angry, why add fuel to the fire?

Pushing a surge of common magic into the approaching inquisitor’s body, I glanced towards where the elves were.

It’s time to lend a hand.

If I’ve come this far, shouldn’t I at least help with the aftermath?

But the opponents are the unpredictable elves.

They always act beyond what I anticipate.

“Eep! Eep! Eeeep!!!”

“Sis? This guy is resisting too strongly. What should we do?”

“Take another step back. When they’re about to give in, use that moment to bind them.”

“Okay♡ Sis…♡”

…The paladins dealt with by Karl, along with the inquisitors handled by me and Louis, were becoming food for the elves.

In a way… yes, it’s a perfect way to clean up.

Watching the almost insane scene, I suddenly noticed familiar silhouettes among the captives.

Kotas, the orc gourmet who got indigestion from eating the flesh of the Apostle of Evil, and Hel-chan Elf Veldem, who had a satisfying battle.

Passing all the inquisitors over to Dragnonian and Louis, I quickly ran towards the elves.

“You crazy bastard!!! How am I supposed to handle this alone – !”

A mournful scream came from behind, but sadly, there was nothing I could do right now.

Sorry, Louis.

Rescuing those hostages takes precedence over helping you.

As the battle ends, I vow to stroke your thick, smooth tail generously, blocking the path of the erofs preparing to warp.

“Hey, you wicked bitches.”

“Hmm? What’s happening all of a sudden?”

“What’s happening? Isn’t something familiar stuck in between them? Why would that come up?”

“…Damn.”

Raising my magic and shattering the spell circle, the high-ranking elf, after a brief pause, reluctantly turned Kotas and Veldem back to me.

It seems like my strength hasn’t fully returned yet.

Thinking that these creatures are not to be underestimated, I pointed at the sword-wielding figure with my finger.

“Don’t just stand there digging my grave. Help that guy out. Looks like he still has some fight left in him from all the nonsense he’s spewing.”

“…”

“I saw with my own two eyes the scene of him attacking. Stop dilly-dallying and help quickly. If you don’t want to end up dragged to the Inquisition and not even able to see the ‘G’ in ‘intercourse.’”

Putting on a stern face, the elves reluctantly began to assist the sword-wielder.

…Do I have to keep hitting them in the back until it feels satisfying?

Sure, it was an informal verbal agreement without a contract, but isn’t this going too far?

I understand the intercourse part.

For the elves, that’s more critical than anything else.

Since it also had a positive aftermath, I had no intention of criticizing the intercourse.

However.

“You’re not the only ones who can get hit in the back. If I have to do it again, I won’t stay quiet then.”

This unique way of taunting them is truly something else.

I even bought them time so they wouldn’t be dragged to the Inquisition, and they repay this kindness by becoming enemies.

“Despicable women.”

I’ll make them pay soon.

I’m preparing a revenge so intense that it will make their heads spin.

Clang!

As I sharpen the blade of vengeance, the battlefield gradually falls into order with the elves’ cooperation.

The inquisitors were all tied up in a sinister manner.

The white-armored paladins were scattered around, most of them incapacitated.

Now, only one person remains on the battlefield.

Lorian, still wielding her mace, was the only one left fighting with a sword.

Her condition didn’t look good.

Her once pristine armor was now dirtied with dust.

She bore shallow wounds untreated on her body.

Unlike her previous calm and composed demeanor, she now gasped for breath, showing signs of urgency.

It was evident to anyone that she was being pushed into a corner.

Yet Lorian, refusing to give up, once again confronted the swordsman.

“I will never… never give up…!”

“What nonsense! Do you think I’d hand over Beatrice to a vile woman like you?”

“After all, you and the witch aren’t lovers, are you?”

“It will happen soon! The wish is invincible! Beatrice is divine!!!”

Is this what they call a battle of two stubborn fools, lost in delusional talk?

Watching their fight and hearing their increasingly nonsensical arguments, it was clear that the outcome was imminent.

Thud!

“Aaargh!!!”

As expected, the sword emerged victorious.

He grinned triumphantly as he looked down at the defeated Lorian, lying on the ground in tatters alongside her shattered mace.

“I won… I, as a man, have preserved my dignity…!”

And then.

Thump.

He collapsed beside Lorian, unconscious.

—–

It didn’t take long for the chaotic battlefield to be sorted out.

The elves swiftly negotiated, throwing all the prisoners, or rather, the usable provisions, to the elves.

They all nodded in unison when promised that the ‘special grade’ would be given later, and they began warping away with the forces of the Inquisition.

“Until we meet again. Hopefully, with good news next time.”

“Yes, although we don’t know when that good news will come.”

“What?”

“Farewell, elves. Oh, and take care of her on your way out. It’s a special bonus I’m giving you.”

Just before the warp activated, I placed Lorian within the warp magic circle.

Despite the chaos caused by the sudden intrusion of the Krissar, well, what could be done?

The activation had already begun for the transfer.

“Witchhhh!!! I will never… never forgive you!!!!!”

The elf commander shouted furiously, losing control, as I smiled and waved at her.

“Why are you getting angry? Didn’t you all do the same thing? Yeah, who dares to hit someone on the back of the head so recklessly?

If they hadn’t just been fooling around, I would have considered sending them off gracefully.

I didn’t want to make a big deal out of it here.

But these wicked girls repaid kindness with enmity, and I had absolutely no intention of forgiving that.

I almost saw the ending of the Gogyuk underground, but if I forgive this, I’d be a fool among fools.

Seeing off the departing elves and Gogyuk forces, I carefully lay down in the ruins.

Somehow, refreshing.

…The Dasurim part is over, the Seobu part is over, and even the sudden appearance of Kkssare was dealt with.

What will happen next? Will the frenzied elves come chasing after us again like mad?

Thinking about what will happen next, I shook my head.

No, let’s not think about it now.

Let’s enjoy a brief rest.

There’s still one tough task left anyway, so let’s deal with that first before thinking further.

Pat pat.

As I absentmindedly stroked Louis’s thick, smooth tail in my anxious mind, the rascal spat fire and protested.

“Stop it! Stop touching me!”

“I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I passed everything onto you earlier, so I’m touching you as an apology.”

“I, I did? Oh, no, it’s not that…!”

“I’ll go check on that sword guy first. Wait for me, I’ll touch you again next time?”

“No need!!!”

Ignoring the angry idiot Draggonian, I slowly approached the sword lying on the ground.

“Sigh.”

Why do I only let out a sigh when looking at that cheerful face?

…Was giving the wish power a bit too much?

No, allowing even the naughty stuff was too much. I should have just said it was a normal wish.

There’s a difference between a person before borrowing money and a person after borrowing money.

Truly vulgar, but I’m starting to want to indulge.

But if that happens…

“When it really matters, that guy won’t be able to awaken.”

I steeled my heart.

‘Be my lover.’ Or ‘Marry me,’ as long as it’s not that…!

I’ll grant anything! Not something lewd, just a normal wish would be more than enough!

Desperately wishing in my heart, I woke up the sword.

“Get up, you sleepyhead.”

To this, the sword opened its mouth as soon as it opened its eyes.

“A naughty wish.”

Everything went dark before my eyes.”