Chapter 403

Chapter 403. Ernesia vs. the Church of Darkness

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If it was simply betting on a group, it would be possible for her alone, but she needed a tool of her own to spread and maintain it over a wide area.

Those are the two magic books.

and another one.

“We need a medium to sustain and reverse this.”

Last thing you need.

I mentioned that and glared at the religious leader.

“You were going to use yourself as a medium to calculate and fix that secret technique, right?” for new novels

After a rough analysis, I naturally learned how to use it.

These two were meant to keep the spell alive.

And thirdly, they needed something to keep supplying magic and mana and constantly calculating mysticism.

And that third component can only be a wizard like her.

“Our wizard said they couldn’t understand your idea? They say you are the worst as a wizard.”

I said reproachfully to her.

“Anyway, magic is for use. A place to use conveniently. There is a sacrifice... much less the sacrifice of the caster himself. Seriously, do you want to be an adult soldier?”

I laughed at her in front of her face thinking it was genuinely funny.

what are the adults

It is nothing more than a wide-area nuisance caused by being intoxicated with one's dislodged self.

“Would you like to say something?”

“...Why can neither your ancestors nor your descendants understand my secret wish?”

“understanding?”

“He did too. Why don't you understand? Once this is completed, no one can live forever without the pain of losing!”

Not being hypocritical, she herself truly believes that.

You can feel it in that woman's emotions.

Does that woman sincerely believe that mankind can be saved in this way?

crazy crazy crazy

‘...Certainly, it's true that it didn't go as well as the ancestors said.'

I even heard sympathy from her attitude.

“If you are a reincarnated person, you must have lost a lot in your life.

Then you will be in a position to understand this more than anyone else.”

“....understanding? Puffy! you're funny What do you say you know'?”

I snorted and took a step forward.

A powerful aura that was not hidden spread out around him like a wave.

“Well, it is not wrong. I've lost quite a bit too. I can't even remember it now. As you said, it might be a tragedy. I've struggled with it a few times.

Why didn’t you even resent it’?”

“Then why can’t you understand?”

“Do you know why? Would you like me to teach you?”

I don't have any particular intention to convince you, but I did try to let you know.

Because it was like courtesy to my ancestors.

“Anything else aside, let me tell you this. Why did our ancestors have to be straight and put a knife behind your back to stop you?”

“???? that is?????? what?”

she really doesn't know

That's why I called it betrayal.

It's funny. I really hadn't even thought about it.

“No one dies. Then the number of people in the world will never decrease. So what happens if you just increase it in that state?”

She doesn't answer, but there's no way she doesn't know.

“The answer is confusion.”

Resources will gradually decrease, and no one will die, but mankind will suffer every day.

“Do you think I am stupid? I can't possibly know that either....

“Yes, you would know. You should know the problem.”

There was no way that a black magician like her had never thought about that problem.

So, he must have come up with a countermeasure.

“Instead of making you immortal, you were planning to prevent the human race from multiplying, right?”

As a countermeasure, she must have tried to stop the human population from increasing.

To put it in an analogy, the enlightenment of all mankind.

“How is that?”

“Kekekeke...ke?”

However, his madness is soon painted over with a different meaning and erased.

“Now... wait? What's wrong...?”

It was different from the usual feeling.

It's painful, but originally, the pain should go away after this.

But the pain is still there and the wound does not heal.

At some point, he realized that there was a pool of blood at his feet and that it was constantly flowing from him.

At that moment, he lost his strength and collapsed.

“Uh... why?”

Apparently, the soldier didn't seem to have done anything.

Isn't he also looking down at him dying in the mood of ‘why isn't he coming back?'

“why....?”

Those were the last words of the black magician.

And that's not all.

The last thing he saw was the figures of his comrades who were dying without being resurrected like him, only questioning the fact.

The soldiers carefully looked down at the black magicians who had completely lost their breath.

It is to be vigilant that it will be revived like this.

but no response

It's just the corpse of an ordinary warlock.

After confirming this over and over again, the Ernesia Kingdom army let out a cheer.

“dead!”

“Finally those monsters are dying!”

I don't know what happened, but the infinite resurrection, the greatest weapon of the black magicians who tormented them terribly, did not come true.

The fact resonated throughout the battlefield, and the kingdom army, which gained more strength, pushed the warlocks as they were.

On the contrary, the black magicians who were embarrassed that their comrades were no longer reviving were busy taking care of themselves.

Warlocks are dying.

uhm? Fortunately, the effect was direct.

Looking at the mood outside, the number of black magicians is clearly decreasing.

The reduced number has not been restored to its original state.

It is proof that the cult leader's secret arts are no longer working.

They've been installed using only the property of not dying so far, so even if I don't care anymore, my aides and soldiers will take care of them.

Now I can just worry about this side of my mind.

What did you do?”

The head of the school is in a state of panic, with his complexion completely earthy.

Perhaps she intends to use the black magic of immortality again, she is testing the activation of the magic again and again.

However, the deployed magic circle was broken in less than 0.5 seconds.

“Are you blocking the activation of the secret technique itself...'?”

“That’s how it is.”

Even if the magic is used again, as long as the effect of this interrupting magic remains in effect. Interference will continue to come in.

“It must be difficult to completely nullify your secret arts. However, it is possible to make the secret arts not work properly.”

You could just interfere with the ceremony and just squeak.

The more complex and difficult the magic, the more delicate the structure.

If you interfere even a little with the ritual, you will lose its proper function.

“My advice is that there is no point in trying the occult again now. As long as the barrier lasts, you will never succeed.”

“...In other words, you can try again after the duration ends, right?”

The teacher, who was restless at first, took a closer look at my condition and came to this conclusion.

I shrugged my shoulders wordlessly.

....that's how it is.

Believing that there would be no use hiding it anyway, I obediently revealed the duration.

“The effect lasts about two hours.”

“Hmm? It's shorter than I thought.”

“I hate to admit it, but your skills are about that.”

But there are things I haven't said.

The range of effect is only limited to the extent of narrowly covering the battlefield centered on this aerial fortress.

In other words, if the religious leader takes the magicians out of here, it will fail.

That's why I deliberately disclosed the short duration and hid the range.

I'm going to make a decision before I find out anyway.