Chapter 100

“A human with magical powers. It’s ridiculous that there are two humans like you. The one who turned the swamp forest into a swamp. Little Eldmia. It must be you.”

Throwing a knife beyond the gate of the abandoned dungeon, a word shouted in anger returned with a madman rolling a nonsensical snowball.

Judging from the nuances he spoke, it was clear that he wasn’t there at the time. And, unless the communication technology of the Demon King’s Army is extremely outstanding, just knowing detailed information about the sudden flight of troops would mean that they are not already at the level of ordinary soldiers.

But even if I exclude that part, my anxiety is almost at its peak in that I don’t feel any magic power in front of me right now.

It’s really ridiculous to feel nothing when a whole tree has been cut down with a blow from just now.

It’s such a bad situation that I would have trusted my legs and ran away without hesitation if it hadn’t been chasing me, but just a chance encounter on the road.

However, on the one hand, there was a kind of fighting nation-like desire to see how far the things I had accumulated so far were working.

“Really. I’m sincerely glad to meet you. I don’t know anything else, but I really wanted to meet you at least once.”

Apart from the situation where I couldn’t grasp his skills because he didn’t feel any magic power to the point of looking like a person wearing horns at first glance, I knew for sure that he was insane.

Even if you look at the kid who is smiling right now, it’s okay. The description of a mad smile must have existed to express that smiling face now, right? Unlike Ragnis’ red hair, the look of his long hair reminiscent of dried blood seems to be the result of having his mind set properly.

“But it’s quite big, contrary to what I thought? Why is it a small Eldmia? It doesn’t seem like an expression that stems from an inferiority complex... Is it just a word used to refer to yourself who has been quiet? If so, is it quite poetic...? Isn’t it? Hmm. Interesting as well.”

Even his facial expression changes back and forth like a madman, and talking to himself constantly is just a madman. But for that matter, the analysis that came out of his mouth was rational, as if completely disregarded for madness and prejudice.

A rational madman? It’s more than enough to top the list of people you don’t want to fight.

Although I’m guessing in a different direction because I don’t know the little hippo, a symbol of revenge and anger... The problem is that it won’t be a third-rate person who misjudges the other person based on appearance. Please, please, even if I devaluate, I hope you will be vigilant.

“Huh, heh heh heh heh.”

What the hell is so good about? It’s a real madness to suddenly bend the whole body and smile. If you’re weaker than me, your instincts are rejecting it to the point where you really want to jump right in and grind it first. If that is a concept, I am confident to applaud that it is a true extreme concept.

“It doesn’t matter. Did you know that you’re pretty famous?”

“I don’t know about that, but I do know that your tone is so soft that it’s very fucking like that.”

He speaks in a soft tone as if he were talking to a real lover, and it gave me goosebumps. But he laughed at my reaction and continued his analysis.

“It’s aggressive. It’s nervous. Hehehehe. Even so, contrary to its appearance, it’s rational. When I heard that it blew away the magic tools in the swamp forest, I wondered if it was just in case, but it must have been a premeditated action.”

I don’t know what the heck he’s looking at to make that kind of analysis and judgment, but maybe it’s because of a psychology similar to how all plausible words sound right when you look at fortune telling. I keep thinking that maybe he sees right through my actions.

“I like it. Now then, show it again.”

You don’t have to worry about what that means. It was because a blade made of magical power flew towards me in line with his hand gesture.

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I want to see if I can cut not only the magic that is being created, but also the completed magic like that, but it was too risky to try now, so I deliberately avoided the attack as close as possible and rushed at him.

Even if you’re not a warrior, if you openly avoid it, you’ll be suspicious. If you can indulge your guard by sacrificing a little bit of clothes and skin, it is a profitable business.

And the result of this business is that guy’s life.

“I really didn’t know how to avoid it.”

However, even though he avoids the five blades sequentially and closes the distance, the sense of danger does not appear on his face. Still, I like the fact that the madman-like laugh from before has completely disappeared.

However, thanks to my already strengthened ability, I was concerned that there was no change other than the feeling that it was still amazing even though the distance was reduced to the level where the sword could reach if I took four more steps.

Seeing that the speed at which magical blades were created was constant, if the same magic was avoided one more time, the guy would have to be cut unconditionally. And yet you are so calm? Is there a corner that I believe in that I don’t know about?

“Then how about this?”

With a murmur, a sphere was created not above his head, but around his thigh.

As expected, it does not absorb the surrounding mana and has no form. This time, unlike the blade, it seems that I expected the attack through my own motion, seeing as it shoots spheres without any signal or movement. Considering that it flew faster than the blade, it was probably right.

The attempt was good, but of course it doesn’t mean anything to me. This time, as well as narrowly dodging the remaining distance, I swung my sword aiming at his neck with all my might.

What was in the eyes of the guy he met at that moment was still a question. There was an indifference permeated there as if he had no interest in the sword that was flying at his throat.

Accepting death, without surprise or bewilderment, the gaze that was just questioning was not worried about death.

“I’m starting to get annoyed because I don’t understand.”

The sword touched his neck, still showing insane mood swings, but he felt no resistance.

Rather, resistance was felt in my body.

“Fuck...!”

As I watched the sword pass through the guy’s neck as if through a hologram, I was horrified and felt a dizzying pain in my stomach.

It hurts so badly, as if my side had been ripped off!

“How do you avoid it?”

It’s already too late, but I don’t know what will lead to it, so I clench my teeth and throw my body to the side, but he just gives me a crazy look and doesn’t move. As I fixed my eyes on him, I touched it with my hand and there was a hole in my left side as if I had been shot by a gun.

I was attacked from the angle where I was swinging my sword, so I didn’t know what the hell hit me, but at least it was clear that it wasn’t a blade.

That’s because even in this situation, he was still bare-handed.