episode_0139

CXXXI.

The center of Evergreen is where all kinds of convenience facilities are gathered. That’s why it’s divided into the shopping district, accommodation district, artisan district, and magic district.

Among them, the shopping district is always crowded with people.

In fact, the Craftsman District and the Magic District are just slightly different in name, but they can be grouped together as the Shop District.

However, the craftsmen began to gather together with their stubborn pride, saying, “We are not money-grubbing merchants!” That was the beginning of the craftsman district.

Then, the wizards who had been quietly watching – or rather, the wizards who had not been able to rise to the level of the lower circles that produced, sold, and appraised artifacts that could be produced through simple repetitive tasks – also took action.

Those who had more self-confidence than anyone else gathered together to create a district to sell magical artifacts and began calling it the Magic District.

However, as time went by, these were bound to become meaningless. In the first place, they were shopping districts specialized in convenient facilities for buying and selling, customer service, and delivery services.

The owner is a stickler, the service is inconvenient, and the people who run the store are not nobles, but they are not Evergreen people. In the end, they ended up supplying goods to the shopping district, and later, the work changed to taking ‘orders’ from both places.

Anyway, in the center of the magical district I just mentioned, there is a store run by a person who does not fit in with the low-circle wizards who simply deliver artifacts or other items as simple labor in the magical district. A Circle 6 wizard who is considered to be on the same level as a Master.

[Cantrip]

Cantrip.

A store that uses the term ‘Magic Prank’ as its name, a low-level magic that all magicians learn during their training period to sense, attract, and absorb Mana, regardless of school.

This store is an impressive, old-fashioned three-story building with a pointed roof reminiscent of a cone-shaped hat. It is also famous for selling fairly decent artifacts, perhaps thanks to the owner’s high circle.

Daughter―.

Normally, it was a store with a lot of people coming and going, but today, there was unusually no one inside.

And finally, a small bell hung above the door signaled the arrival of a guest.

“Welcome! What beautiful guests you have.”

A momentary gap in the clerk’s greeting.

Was it simply because of the beautiful appearance of the group that opened the door and came in?

Those who have come to think that way are indeed beautiful beyond the point where the word beautiful is insufficient to describe them. However, it seems that they did not think it was only for that reason.

who?

“Process it.”

It’s like seeing an ordinary-looking man who feels like a ‘foreign body’ stuck between beautiful women, even giving the order to ‘take care of it’.

“Oh… tea!”

Chook!

The head of the clerk who had been smiling and acting like a salesman right in front of my eyes was cut off and rolled around on the spot.

And the woman with blood-red hair disappeared from the spot as if erased. Not only her, but the short-haired woman who was sitting behind her also disappeared with a ‘smack!’

“Hwang-ah.”

A woman called Hwang.

He is a very ordinary-looking man who can command quite beautiful women, and among these women, there is only one person in his group called ‘Hwang-i’.

The final candidates. Gray and the Arcana that follow him.

“Yes. Heavenly Net!”

By the order of the Arcana Pope, the inside and outside of the magic shop cantrip were locked in a pure white net. The net was full of holes, but no demon or undead could enter or leave without the Pope’s permission.

As the saying goes, ‘The net of heaven is wide, but nothing is missed.’

“Maya.”

“Yeah. Brother. Jeongchukshinjang (丁丑神將) who accomplishes the will of Neungdongneungun. Beoljeolayo! Gapinshinjang (甲寅神將) who protects justice and punishes evil. Migirayo!”

The Water Tribe Arcana May.

Her silver ears twitched and as she shouted, a large mass emerged from the two flags she was holding in her hands, along with a flash of light.

A cow kidney holding a large sword reminiscent of the Minotaur.

Tiger’s body holding the Azure Dragon Sword, which resembles a tiger’s mercenary tribe.

Two beings appear and guard the surrounding area with their large eyes wide open.

“Kaaaah!”

“What, what… Whew!”

“Eww!”

While all sorts of screams were erupting from upstairs, a growling sound, different from the human-like screams, was coming from the monster’s mouth. Not from upstairs, but from below.

“Witch. Are you ready?”

“Okay. Shall we begin?”

“Yeah.”

Man, with Gray’s consent, the Arcana Witch stroked the ring on his fourth finger.

Then, various substances rose into the air with a small light from the ring.

From what appears to be grass, stones, and blood to animal carcasses, all sorts of indistinguishable things float up and float in the air, then melt as they mix with the witch’s mana.

“Tribulus (Tríbŭlus: trap).”

The witch’s magical language, spoken as if making a declaration, becomes a command and creates a shape.

and,

Crunch!

The magic is placed on the floor, accompanied by an eerie and spine-chilling sound effect.

No, it seemed that way. A tangled black net-like shape that lay low on the ground disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Boom! Urrrr!

As if it had been waiting for this, it appeared as if it had been rising from the ground with a loud noise and the ground shaking. It was a demon with two small, curved horns on its head. It was also a mid-level demon.

The power of the demon that appeared through the floor was so great that it seemed like it would break through the ceiling of the first floor and rise to the second floor, but

Crunch! Crunch!

The eerie sound was heard once more. A sound effect that made one look back somehow occurred, and the demons who seemed to be rising into the sky were bound by a black mana net that rose from the ground. A net made of black mana, layer upon layer, tightly woven, reminiscent of an iron net made of chains.

-Kuaaah!! Is this right!!

“I’m a fox tribe… … .”

May cutely responds to the demon who is struggling to escape from the net by shouting, “Human.” A light laugh passes through Gray and his group at her words, and in the meantime, the net tightens its grip on the demon.

“Above yet?”

bang-!!

As if hearing Gray’s words, the ceiling of the first floor collapsed with a loud noise, and something black fell down quickly. It seemed as if it was going to break through the floor and dig into the basement. However,

Crunch! Wheeing!

Once again, an eerie sound effect was heard, and the dark shadow that seemed to be piercing through the floor was caught in the net.

And the two Arcana quietly descend next to Gray.

Below, Arcana Punishment came up with his sword drawn, and above, Arcana Jester came down with his bright red side swept.

“Thank you for your hard work.”

“Hehehe. Yeah. I worked hard. Honey. I deserve to be paid for my labor! Um~jjk!”

The clown ran straight towards her, kissed her lips as if he was crushing them together, and then pulled away. Up until that point, it was okay to think of it as the clown’s usual behavior.

“Punishment?”

As soon as the clown stands next to him, the woman who was hidden behind the clown comes into view.

“Me too. Pay the price.”

The sight of Jingpu answering in a voice that was barely audible, with a flushed face, was truly adorable.

As soon as the punishment is paid fairly,

“By the way. Is that true~? Two mid-level students are brazenly doing business under the Evergreen Academy and you don’t know about it at all. That old man, the principal, is also really funny~.”

The clown’s sharp, sarcastic remarks are heard.

Clowns are always fun.

It’s so cheerful that you might even laugh it off if someone makes a sexually harassing comment to you.

But as with all the Arcana, the Fool is unyielding when it comes to Gray.

The clown still couldn’t forget what the Dean said and did to Gray that day after Gray came out of his training that was as hard as it could be.

And now, here in this place, I am making fun of it without forgetting it.

How foolish of him to press Gray to put an end to the chaos on the continent without even realizing that there were two mid-level demons under his own chin!

Gray nodded with a sly smile, then looked at one of the two Arcana who had been silent until then and asked.

“Hwang-ah. Is it possible?”

“Hmm… … . I’m not sure, but it seems possible.”

The Arcana Pope approached the demons who were still under the witch’s spell, carrying a unique weapon made of orichalcum.

“Brilliance of Purification.”

The purifying radiance that Gray had seen once before. Two bright, clear, brilliant orbs of light appeared.

The faces of the intermediate demons are distorted by the sacred magic that only the Pope can use. A moment ago, it was because of anger, but now it is because of pain and fear.

-Kuaaaah!

-Ahhh!

It started with a scream. In fact, the Pope was mistaken about the effects of this sacred magic.

The light ball, which was originally a different magic from the basic sacred magic 《Purification Radiance》 created by the Pope and used to prevent the undead from being infected with the spirit, worked on the demons a little differently than she knew.

It all begins with the black sun of the demon world.

The demons who were born and raised under the light of the black sun, which excludes the Holy Power among the four attributes of divine power, such as fraud and violent divine power, naturally have genetic traits similar to those of the black sun.

For such demons, the light of purification forcibly changes their genetic traits into light attributes and transforms their magical energy into holy power.

Furthermore, the woman who had been watching until now, the high priestess of Arcana who exuded a holy aura from her entire body, the woman Gray called Santa,

“Oh my? This is really amazing.”

He said that he had poured pure divine power into the pure white light sphere. A lot of it.

Yes, this is forcibly changing the Demon Tribe into the Celestial Tribe.

Those demons are in danger of undergoing forced ‘species’ conversion surgery to become Seraphim, the celestials and messengers of the gods.

Imagine trying to force a person into something like a dog or a cat.

And that too, very slowly, but with an irresistible force.

Not natural, forced, and without the other person’s consent.

What if the person involved actually felt the entire process?

For the Majok, this causes thousands or tens of thousands times more mental pain than forcing a male who was raised and educated to be macho to undergo a sex change operation.

What happens after the transition? The mind is that of the demon, but the body is that of the seraphim?

That is the worst form of torture that causes physical and mental pain.

-Please… Ugh! Kaaah!!

―Ahhh! Ah, hughhh… … Okay!

The most common thing that happens in the Demon World is death. And it’s not natural death, it’s murder.

Since they are the closest demons to slaughter, they never ‘beg’ for pain. This is also the reason why Gray told the superhumans to capture them alive and told them to beat them, not to beat them and interrogate them.

Such a demon is ‘pleading’. He keeps repeating the word ‘please’.

The difference between the lower and middle levels was only how much longer they could endure. In fact, as time passed, the middle level suffered more than the lower level.

The lower class lasted three times.

The intermediate level? It didn’t even last one cycle. As soon as the Pope’s purifying light disappeared,

―S, save me… no, kill me! No, give it to me! Please! I, information! Ah! Information! So… … .

– The number of intermediate-level demons summoned so far is 21.

The change of position was really quick.

That means the pain was severe and that it must have been scary.

A mid-level demon who knows more information than the lower-level demons. Just by looking at the fact that there are already 21 mid-level demons, there is no need to explain how monstrous the sacred magic of the Arcana Pope is.

“But by the way. Just like the lower-level ones before, why don’t they contact the other demons to ask for help or to warn them to be careful of what happens to them?”

“… I can’t, my lord.”

Gray’s questions are valid, but the Pope and Santa are horrified and say that they cannot do it.

It was only natural that the other Arcana, including Gray, looked curious.

“Why?”

“Because it’s a situation where you have to force yourself to become a Seraphim.”

“Why is that?”

“A scene where a heterosexual man is forced to do something by another man is more shameful than broadcasting it live with one’s own hands.”

Gray understood it all at once. And he felt a little sorry for it. Just a little.

Meanwhile, the two mid-level demons competitively shared information they knew. Naturally, the more they did, the more the information became known.

―Well, the reason we settled in Evergreen was because Nitas raised suspicions.

―The current status of Juan, the most influential human among the superhumans, and his family… … .

It’s a bomb.