episode_0132

CXXV.

The Pope, Huang Yi’s spell spread through her immense and pure divine power, permeating the bodies of the couple before us.

“Whose eyes are you trying to fool, you ugly demon!”

Hwang Yi, who had confirmed the process of his order being realized, scolded his opponent with an even more confident voice.

It was at that time that black smoke rose from the bodies of the man and woman, who were a student couple.

The black smoke was swaying roughly as if shadows were swaying in the light.

dump-.

As the two students fell, they appeared in the same place. They looked a little different from the demons I had seen before.

It was like a gap between a fat, ugly man and a real orc. A demonic form that was a bit closer to a beast appeared.

-I got caught!

-Pop!

“Uh… !”

“… Dildo!”

“… Broke!”

That confessional is like a childish hero drama I used to watch as a child.

The Pope, May, and the clown are such a perfect match that it reminds me of that drama where they call themselves ‘HooX-shi’ man, even though they don’t carry flashlights and there’s even a woman involved.

And he said it in such a way that it was very easy to misunderstand.

It’s not just words that go together.

The Pope immediately stretched out his Holy Power like a long rope and tied up the two demons.

And May’s amulet, made by cutting a very thin piece of wood, was stuck in the lower abdomen of the demon, near the dantian.

Finally, the clown appeared behind the two demons in an instant and cleanly cut off both their legs.

Thud! Thud!

―… … Huh? Kkaaaak!

―… Huh? Aaaah!

These demons scream only after their legs are cut off and they are lying on the ground. In fact, these are so weak that I can confidently say that I can easily defeat them if I fight them.

Does that mean I’ve gotten that much stronger?

“That can’t be.”

That can’t be. I’ve gotten stronger than before, but I haven’t grown enough to be this different from the demons.

If that’s the case, then it means these guys are weak… … .

“Huh? Honey~? How could that be?”

“Ah, I had the illusion for a moment that I had become incredibly strong. Just for a moment.”

“Hohoho. Why are you like this? My dear~! You’ve gotten stronger! You’re almost a superhuman? So I’m really good in many ways? During the day and at ‘night’.”

Yes, that’s right.

It’s not like I spent over 100 days locking the doors to the training center and doing things like ‘making babies’.

Of course, it’s not that I didn’t do it at all. Sometimes… , Tsk! Whenever I had time… . Yes! I worked hard without missing a single day! Why!! After training was over.

Anyway, I’ve risen to the ranks of a quasi-superhuman. Since I’m a warrior who handles spears, I’m naturally a Grand Spear Master.

However, it is not like he came out of the Grand Master position right away, all giddy and excited.

After ascending to the rank of Grand Master, he believed in the miracle cures of Saint Santa, and after going through practical training that made his blood spurt and flesh pierce, he ascended to the lower ranks and left the training ground.

You can store food in the subspace of the top horn so that you can eat it warm every time.

Every time you practice, you feel a sense of accomplishment as you rapidly ascend to higher levels.

In addition, the training center has been upgraded to the highest quality, including the washing and sleeping beds, so there is no inconvenience. And you can have a good time every night without worrying about what others think.

In fact, I wanted to forget about the demon tribe and everything else and just stay put and train.

“That’s true, but these are a bit… … . How should I put it… … ? Something’s missing?”

“Huh? Of course~! Because I’m lower class~.”

“Inferior? Ah! Inferior Demon!”

If you are lower level, you can understand how I feel now.

During the time spent at the training center, I did not simply move my body and develop my divine power.

I received training on the enemy, that is, on the creatures called the Demons. It corresponds to biology, sociology, etc.

It also became an opportunity for the Arcana to exchange information about the Demon Race.

If you only look at physical strength, low-level demons are beings that even experts can fight 1:1 against. If they’re at the Master level, they’ll obviously win overwhelmingly.

But even if they are low-level demons, is it a characteristic of the ‘Demon’ race? They use their powers in vain.

Most of them are trivial powers, but the unique power that cannot be defined as divine power in the first place, ‘power’, has enabled low-level demons to have ‘battle power’ on par with that of a master.

Because it is such an incredibly difficult task.

In the worst cases, even the Master is sometimes killed by a lower-level demon.

Although they are called substitutes, when the lower-level demons come out here, rather than directly fighting, they choose to grow their strength by eating the confusion caused by using their powers and the ‘negative’ emotions they get in the process.

But then again, there are rare cases where you can become intermediate?

Anyway, I stared blankly down at the guys crawling on the floor in front of us and going ‘Ugh, ugh!’

It doesn’t seem like it was that long ago that I was embarrassed when I encountered a mid-level demon during a candidate competency assessment.

Is it a bit awkward and satisfying to now be looking down on the demons so much that I can deal with them ‘alone’?

“But wait a minute. How are these here? This is the Evergreen Academy, after all?”

This is Evergreen Academy. It’s right below the Wizard Tree.

The Wizard Tree, a simple tree with the word ‘wizard’ in it, is not because Evergreen Academy had a former dean as its dean.

Wizard Tree.

It acts as a station for the mobile device, the ‘foot’, and at the same time, it is something close to an antenna or repeater that Dean Hoo has installed in Evergreen Academy.

But, under that wizard tree, inside Evergreen Academy, low-level demons are roaming around?

And it’s not like he’s attacking the academy by surprise, but rather he’s parasitizing a human body?

“Huh~. Is that the kind of power you have~? I didn’t know about it until our youngest said it.”

The Jester’s aura is the most outstanding of the Arcana, along with the Punishment.

They don’t just sense their opponents with their divine powers; the Punisher senses electrical signals, and the Clown senses blood.

Although the mechanism or principle behind its operation is unknown, it is assumed to be due to the unique power she uses, ‘blood power’.

They say that a skilled assassin can hide his presence by holding his breath and even his heartbeat, but what about ‘blood’?

Unless you hide in the cracks of space like Glacia Labolas we met before.

It would be amazing if such a clown could not detect it.

That’s why the combat power might be so poor. Like an extreme int character who has put all his limited stat points into int.

“My lord. Let me just… … .”

“Huh? Yeah. What are you going to do?”

“Advice… … . If you don’t want it.”

“Torture? Demon? Oh! I’m not afraid. I’m just afraid of using my power for something that won’t work.”

When I asked back in surprise, I saw Hwang Yi’s face suddenly becoming gloomy and dark, so I quickly changed my words.

According to the information the Arcana gave about the ecology of the Demon Tribe, the Demon Realm itself is so barren and has the worst environment that most forms of torture don’t work on the Demon Tribe.

“Hoho.”

The Pope’s face was filled with composure as he approached the demon who was glaring at us with a slight smile.

As if I had been doing it for a long time.

“Ahh.”

And then it occurred to me, how did the Pope live before he became an Arcana?

How did the demons and undead react when they saw her?

“Because our beloved lord is watching. I hope you can answer my questions as quickly as possible.”

-Whew!

-Kill him!

“He’s still a low-level player, so he’s not that dirty. If he were an intermediate player, he’d probably be trying to run away somehow, or rolling his eyes while thinking of a plausible lie.”

The explanation ended there and the Pope didn’t say anything else.

Exactly!

Just looking down at the two demons, he rubbed his fingers together and created a clear and transparent bead of pure white light.

At first glance, it is a ball of light that reminds you of the basic magic of Circle 1, ‘Light’.

The reaction of the demons as soon as the orb of light appeared, which seemed to have no threat or power, was completely unexpected.

―Ugh, AAAHHH!! AAAHHH!

―Kuaaaah! Aaaah! Aaaah!!

The demons are suffering.

He is in agony, twisting his whole body.

If someone who doesn’t know the circumstances saw it, it would be so painful that they would frown.

I’m just in extreme pain.

The screams that were screamed with the intent to tear the vocal cords were deafening.

“What the heck is that?”

“Brilliance of Purification. My lord.”

Actually, I don’t know if I should say that.

However, we can only guess at it through the name of the unique ability that only the Pope uses, called “Holy Magic.”

“It’s some kind of disinfectant, my lord.”

“Cow… Poison?”

“Yes. The undead and demons are full of bad energy like germs. It is not uncommon for them to suffer from even a small scratch and die. To prevent this, the sacred magic that is placed on the battlefield is ‘Purification Radiance’.”

“Huh?”

“I modified it. I reduced its size and compressed its energy to place it in a small space.”

“What if I let go?”

“It affects the body of the Demon Race. My lord.”

“Huh?”

“So, the spirit is a demon who loves killing, loves causing fear, is obsessed with lust and gluttony, and is jealous and envious, but the body gradually changes to light attributes like the Seraphim, the limbs of the gods. It’s like threatening and trying to put the soul with the spirit of a psychopath into the body of a young and weak priest.”

“Huh?”

What is this? I have no idea.

“Ah! Would you say that this is dozens of times more terrifying than threatening to put the soul of a man who is completely masculine and full of sexual desire into the body of a transvestite with a rape fetish, not the body of a sexually impotent person?”

“Wow!”

This time I understood for sure.

Wow, I got it right away. Seriously.

I think I can understand a little bit the screams of the demons as they vomit blood.

But the Pope who actually created this situation does not ask or wonder anything to the demons.

He just continued talking to me as if it wasn’t his doing, as if he didn’t hear me screaming, as if nothing happened.

The more this happens, the more the emotion of ‘fear’ grows on the demons’ faces rather than the pain.

The screams are deafening, but the ones screaming are actually feeling more fear than pain?

Even that ‘guy’ is a demon.

Where can I see pictures like this?

Exactly!

The Pope rubbed his fingers and made the orb of light that had appeared in the air, the “Radiant Light of Purification,” disappear. Then,

-Please, kill me. Just kill me.

―Ahhh… … . My… foot.

The demon clan is empty so that both hands become feet.

The demon tribe, the demon race, that demon tribe that enjoys blood and slaughter.

Exactly!

But the Pope, without saying a word, summoned the orb of light again,

-Kuaaah!!

-Gyaaah!!

The demons screamed again, crying loudly.

Exactly!

Exactly-!!

The demons cried and then felt relieved at the sound of the Pope’s fingers rubbing together. After three times like that.

“What were you doing?”

The Pope asked such a question without any reason. It was such a broad question that even I, a fellow traveler, felt like, ‘Isn’t that a bit too much?’ I didn’t know where to start answering. However,

―We have been ordered to do our best to cause chaos on the continent before the Demon King’s descent! We came here from the west, crossing the continent. Also… … .

―The body we were occupying took advantage of the moment when we stopped by our house… … .

He spoke so quickly that I was worried if he was breathing.

Once again, I’m talking about the lower-level demons. Hwang-i nodded, thinking that he had received satisfactory information from the lower-level demons.

And then,

“I’m okay with dying.”

He said that as if he was giving a reward. Then the two lower-level demons laughed with their faces distorted in hideous ways.

sincerely.

And died.

As soon as the demon took his own life, the card “DEATH” popped out from his bosom. Then, black beads rose from the bodies of the two lower-level demons and were absorbed into the cards.

“Ahh! As expected! As expected!! The final proof!”

Before we knew it, a familiar voice was heard, pulling Arcana and me back to reality, each lost in our own thoughts.

“How… …?”

Surely we were disguised by May’s magic?

“I’m sorry, my lord.”

Suddenly, the Pope’s face turned bright red and he started fidgeting. The question ‘Why?’ came to mind, and at the same time, a certain scene came to mind.

As if to answer that question.

―Expose the truth of the lie!! Diluceo!!

The Pope’s proud shout when he meets a low-level demon that lives on a human body.

And perhaps because of the screams of the demons and the tremendous flow of divine power used by the Pope and May, there were really… … people around us.

“Ah, I’m screwed.”

There were a lot.