Chapter Index

    Demons have different characteristics depending on their species.

    Therefore, when dealing with each demon, the first thing to consider is the species classification, and you can get a clue from the external characteristics of each demon.

    Kaltara looked at the devil’s appearance carefully.

    The bone wings and tail were well forged.

    The sword attached to his right arm instead of a hand is roughly 1.5 meters long.

    “Good.”

    If we had to classify it, it is a species that belongs to the demons of struggle.

    Kaltara was the favorite opponent.

    [ah… .]

    As soon as there was a sound, the demon disappeared.

    Suddenly-

    Kaltara’s back was cut.

    “You’re quick!”

    I wondered how he could fight with his skinny body, but it seemed like he was a swordsman with an accelerometer.

    Kaltara’s back twisted.

    Quaaaang!

    The devil blocked the fist fired at his back.

    The sound was too dull for a sword and fist to have come into contact.

    Mana had already formed in Kaltara’s fist.

    [ah… .]

    Again, the devil escaped recognition.

    Kaltara wasn’t considerate enough to suffer once or twice.

    The mana spread thinly around the body identified the devil’s location.

    The blade cuts through the air, and the vibrations reach my skin.

    ‘Left shoulder!’

    Lean immediately to the right.

    Whick!

    Kaltara deflected the sword by a narrow margin and immediately turned around and extended his fist.

    That moment.

    Phew!

    The devil’s tail pierced Kaltara’s stomach.

    “Hmm?”

    Sigh! Sigh! Sigh!

    Bone wings shot forward and pierced every part of her torso.

    It didn’t stop.

    The demon swung his sword again and plunged it into Kaltara’s waist.

    Pop!

    Like an ax being driven into a tree, the sword deeply embedded in her waist gave off a cold glow.

    The mouth on the devil’s solar plexus grinned.

    [ah… !]

    Kaltara just stared at that figure.

    Then I asked.

    “Why are you here to get caught? Is it because I was born with low intelligence?”

    The devil’s body trembled.

    Kaltara tightened her muscles.

    Knock knock knock—

    All of the blades, swords, wings, and tails that the devil had were fixed to the body.

    The demon whined, but could not move.

    Perhaps the focus was only on speed, but strength was poor.

    “Well, I wish I were a little smarter.”

    Indeed, Kaltara could not understand these demonic actions.

    This is because if Kaltara were that demon, he would not have aimed for a single strike against him.

    All blades attached to the body are designed to be optimized for hitting and running.

    Rather than stabbing deeply, it would be more effective to subdue the opponent by increasing small wounds.

    Also, the overwhelming difference in reach.

    Although it was possible to overcome it with mana, Kaltara knew well how important the fundamental lich was in a fight.

    The devil was not taking advantage of his strengths.

    “I should have slowly cut off my weight and ate it.”

    Kaltara clenched her fists.

    “I’ll take a look, so try again.”

    I hit the devil’s solar plexus, where his snout was.

    Ahhh !!!

    [Off… .]

    The devil made a loud noise, destroyed all the trees, and flew away.

    Kaltara looked at the holes in her body for a moment, then took a deep breath.

    Suuu

    The wound regenerated.

    When I looked up, I saw the devil lying around in a daze.

    Am I lost in thought?

    Or has my will been broken?

    ‘… Well, no.’

    Is it possible for the devil of struggle to break his will?

    Moreover, the highest-ranking devil would have unique powers.

    Even if it is artificial and not naturally occurring.

    “You hit it gently, so try again! This time, use your brain a little more!”

    Kaltara smiled brightly and shouted.

    The devil’s body trembled.

    He seemed angry as he saw the black energy starting to leak out from around his body.

    ‘You’re weak to provocation! It’s a newborn!’

    The trembling demon staggered to his feet.

    Something strange happened.

    Sting-

    The bone wings on the devil’s back screeched.

    Tails also cried.

    It was the type of sound made when joints hit each other.

    “Is it authority?”

    I’m a little looking forward to this.

    Kaltara smiled long and waited for the demon’s next move.

    Didn’t wait long.

    Purr-

    My senses were blurred by the sound.

    To be precise, the flow of air that I had felt over my skin just before was distorted.

    ‘derangement!’

    Is this the end?

    If it were the power of the highest level, it would have an even greater effect.

    ‘What is it… .’

    While rolling her eyes and searching, Kaltara’s thoughts were interrupted.

    Kkkk!

    Because her left arm was completely torn off.

    “Hmm?”

    Puhwaak! And blood pours out.

    The muscles were torn and the bones inside were exposed.

    Scratches were also visible on the bones.

    A change that occurred in an instant.

    However, the devil was still shaking in the same spot.

    It was only later that I found out what the cause and effect was.

    The devil moved.

    The movement was slower than before, to the point where Kaltara could see it.

    He came towards me, swung his sword, cut off his left arm, and then walked away and stood on the other side.

    ‘aha.’

    What I see now is the past.

    The demon was tricking his perception into making all his senses perceive things a few seconds slower than they actually were.

    Indeed, a devil of struggle… .

    ‘… no.’

    I won’t be a demon of struggle.

    This is an action suited to hunting rather than fighting.

    “He was a demon of massacre!”

    Kaltara’s smile grew indescribably deep.

    “Great!”

    What an embarrassing enemy.

    What a hopeless enemy it is to be able to realize what the enemy is doing only after a few seconds.

    death.

    It got closer.

    If you let your guard down even for a moment, this body will lose its soul and collapse.

    “Keuheuheuheuk!”

    Kaltara felt joy.

    ‘This is it.’

    It was truly an intense joy that I had felt for the first time in a long time.

    *

    The devil couldn’t think.

    Intelligence was very distant to him as a newborn, and distinction between enemies and consideration of his own existence were even more distant than that.

    There is only one thing that exists inside, instinct.

    The devil just pushed Kaltara as his instincts guided him.

    Kkkk!

    Cut, cut, and cut again.

    In this way, instincts are engraved into the body and it gradually grows.

    The devil could feel it.

    If I just throw a few more moves like this, I will be able to kill this person.

    I hope I can take the sweet fruit that my instincts lead me to.

    The deeper the thoughts, the richer the scent of blood spreads.

    The more it happened, the more the devil began to feel its presence.

    Highest devil.

    With such a command, the devil could indeed become more perfect and cruel.

    … If only the opponent wasn’t Kaltara.

    Kuung-

    Kaltara blocked the blade with a hand covered in blue mana.

    The devil felt suspicious.

    This is because, according to the naturally known use of power, this should not happen.

    To the eyes of humans, he will certainly be seen as standing far away, so how can he block this sword?

    The devil paused for a moment at the incomprehensible phenomenon, and the price was terrible.

    Wow!

    [Off… !]

    A fist was lodged in the devil’s abdomen.

    The devil woke up to the pain again.

    At the same time, it flew away, breaking the tree.

    “Is there more?”

    Kaltara shouted.

    The demon trembled its wings and tail in panic.

    Purr-

    And it was shot.

    However, this time too, the attack was blocked.

    Coo!

    “I’m getting sick of it!”

    Kaltara said with a grin without adding any more attacks.

    “Huh? Isn’t that right? What happens if it moves a few seconds faster than my perception? Since its movements are monotonous, you can clearly predict when and how it will attack. I’m saying try making a more creative sword.”

    Kaltara put down her sword.

    The devil couldn’t understand.

    One, it attacked again.

    Purr-

    I got stuck again.

    attacked again.

    An attack that has been blocked once will not be used twice.

    We are constantly creating routes that have never been used before.

    In this way, tens and hundreds of numbers continued.

    However, that alone was not enough.

    Kaltara blocked them all and shouted.

    “Next!”

    [ah… .]

    The devil hesitated and took a step back.

    I suddenly felt like my heart stopped.

    It’s far away.

    It seemed like no matter what attack he made, he wouldn’t be able to kill this man.

    What is planted inside is fear.

    Newly born as a species of demon, he began to experience emotions that demons were not supposed to feel.

    [ah… ah… !]

    You have to run away.

    Instinct spoke, and the devil turned around.

    It was a meaningless struggle.

    “Where are you going! No more playing!”

    Sigh!

    Kaltara grabbed the devil’s tail.

    Puddeuddeuk!

    Crushed.

    [ah… !]

    “Hehe… .”

    Kaltara laughed long.

    “You can do better.”

    He threw the demon in the opposite direction he was running.

    And then run to the regime.

    Black blood poured out from the mouth of the devil’s solar plexus.

    Phew!

    [ugh… ah… !]

    A situation that I cannot understand.

    The thought that had just been awakened by pain and fear is torn apart again.

    At that moment, something new was awakened within the devil.

    It was a survival instinct.

    [iced coffee… !]

    Ugh!

    The head, which was shiny because nothing was running, split lengthwise, and tightly packed shark teeth and a tentacle-like tongue stuck out from inside.

    The black energy that I instinctively wielded gathered in the center and shot out.

    ―――!

    It pierced Kaltara’s stomach.

    “Good!”

    But she just said that and approached me.

    At least for the devil, all of this would have been a tragedy.

    The mother who created him also created him to be used as bait.

    It’s no coincidence that the one that followed the Deltans today was Caltara.

    Wow!

    That Kaltara is a knight designated as Lord.

    “Now! Let’s try that magic one more time!”

    Lord-level knight.

    The Imperial Knight Commander Ishwald, the Margrave Kargos, and the masochist Kaltara.

    Another name for one of only three superhumans in the empire.

    Although the history of the continent has continued and numerous modifiers have been added since then, if I had to pick one meaning, it would be this.

    “Waist! Next time, aim for the heart!”

    An individual is a legion, and is also his own master.

    One who perfects discipline through strength and stands on the law.

    It is the name of a hero who dies as a human or as a superhuman.

    Road-level knights are coming soon.

    dump-

    “Hmm… Is this really the end?”

    It was a term referring to the undisputed top predators of this land.

    [ah… .]

    Before I knew it, the devil was sprawled out on the floor.

    The bone wings and tail have already been torn off.

    The right arm, which contained a 1.5 meter long sword, had been torn off starting from the wrist, and only black blood was flowing.

    The tongue, which had been stuck in the vertically split head, had also been pulled out.

    The demon sensed Kaltara’s presence.

    She was looking down at herself and licking her lips regretfully.

    “Hmm, it was still pretty good. For the first ten times or so, I really thought I was going to die. It was a battle that reminded me of exactly three years ago. Of course, I never imagined it would be this premature.”

    Grumbling-

    Kaltara relaxed and clenched her fists.

    “It was quite fun. Now that I’ve had this much fun, I’ll just have to rely on the Cardinal for the rest of my energy.”

    The devil had a hunch.

    Pop!

    own death.

    *

    The Deltans continued to climb the mountain range.

    There was no deviation from the path during the process.

    Thankfully, Lopalgar had already laid the road.

    As if he wanted to reach that place.

    ‘What kind of confidence is this? .’

    Deltan thought as he walked up the blood-lined path to the mountain range.

    The top of the mountain range at the end.

    He encountered Lopalgar.

    1. Rescue the hostage. (Wan)

    2. Track down Ropalgar, the demon of gluttony. (Wan)

    3. Defeat Ropalgar, the demon of gluttony. (Incomplete)

    Deltan looked at Ropalgar.

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