4-34: The Devil’s Power (1/4)

4-34: The Devil’s Power (1/4)

Coercion, intimidation, blackmail, torture.

Such words would be considered mild in the face of the tragedy that broke Cherrys heart.

She gave the black mist all the information she had orally and by handing over the data of her terminal.

Her husband was gasping for breath, and was too weak to stop her, but even if he could, there was no reason to.

She stopped the skill inhibitor device just as she was ordered to, and she spoke garrulously.

But she didnt lie, and neither did she try to fool the black mist through ambiguous wordings. She didnt have the slightest intentions of trapping the black mist.

Of course, the black mist, Shinichi, did check her information with the data he took from the ships terminal, but even without that, he could tell from experience that Cherry was indeed telling him everything.

But that was only a given.

After all, all she wanted now was to be able to survive with her dear husband.

To that end, she would do anything to avoid inciting him.

But then again, it was doubtful if she had given it that much thought, considering how dull her eyes were.

Her eyes were so dull, it was as though shed turned into a doll that existed solely to provide information.

As evil as ever, he appraised internally as though her situation had nothing to do with him.

Surprisingly, unlike when hes studying, he could actually easily remember information like this.

Thats likely because he recognized the enemys information to be necessary for his battles.

The benefits from the Skill rank tended to lean toward combat.

That was partly because it was the vast amount of information and experience in combat that raised his Skill rank, and it was also partly because hed always been a clumsy kid.

And uh, theres also, theres theres gotta be something more I-Im sure theres something more, please dont kill Joyce, I Cherry said monotonously with a face void of expressions.

As though compelled by an obsession, she racked her head in search of more information to offer, not knowing that the monster that annihilated them didnt even understand factorization properly.

That he was so destructively clumsy he could not even cook a decent sunny-side up egg.

That unless it was a field related to combat, he would find it difficult to win against anyone.

But in exchange, that ineptitude had given birth to a terrifying comprehension that could understand anything, no matter how advanced, so long as it was judged necessary for combat.

Relax. Ive heard everything I need, I will keep my word. Congratulations, youve been saved

With no reason left to threaten them, he released them from their restraints, and they embraced each other feebly, perhaps out of relief, or perhaps simply because they yearned for the warmth of another person.

Since you have each other, you really shouldnt be doing something like this.

With nothing else to see, the mask looked uninterested as he muttered that.

Apparently, the reason the married couple turned to anti-government activities was because of the disgust and rejection of Earths history and culture, as well as the influence that would have on their home(Garesto).

This was one of the demerits and thoughts(hostilities) that Earth incurred because of the decision to publicly disclose the interactions with another world.

Believing that any further interaction between the two worlds would only have a negative influence on both worlds, the couple thought of restoring the two worlds to their previous state.

A concern that they came to hold because of their half-baked power and position, and one that eventually went out of control.

But that wasnt anything new, just the age old tale of people becoming a nuisance to others.

It is already plenty commendable for a person to be able to make his neighbors happy. Its when people try to carry more burden than that that they end up on the wrong path.

A body suit covered his bare skin, but his well-proportioned body was the very picture of the golden ratio.

He was excessively beautiful, and as a completed existence, there was a sharpness to him, but there was a part that was still soft.

Likely owed to his brimming flexibility and vitality as a living creature, that part was needlessly eye-catching.

If not for the situation, even fellow men would find themselves in admiration of such an exquisite piece of art.

Id throw those words back at you.

And yet despite such a wonderfully crafted physique, Shinichi threw his words back at him.

As someone who recognized beauty to be the culmination of ones efforts and qualities, he would not be blinded by such inhuman beauty regardless of gender.

Besides, alarm bells started ringing in his head the moment he saw him.

Hence, he had to prioritize this enemy and the erasure of his own traces.

Wash it away, sink it to the bottom of the sea, Water.

The mask muttered as he pulled the long sword from his arm.

His bleeding worsened, but he just forcibly closed the wound with healing magic, washing all of the blood with sea water to keep it from being noticed.

The water flowed all the way to the depths of the sea where no hand could reach.

Blood just carried too much information, be it scientifically or magically, so as much as possible he wished to immediately get rid of any blood hes bled while wearing the mask.

You may be using a weapon specialized at cutting Mana(Photon), but the reason you were able to wound me is because of your strength. Thats not something a human could do.

To further pull the wool over the people here, he gazed at the weapon hed extracted.

He didnt know much in the way of technologies and frameworks, but he could tell that much from the sensation of the blade entering him.

His mana armor and cushion had just been too easily broken through.

And the Resistance stat that hed raised was forcefully penetrated.

What kind of herculean strength did it take to accomplish such a feat? It seemed the blade couldnt handle it, as cracks could be seen on it.

Its an honor to receive your compliment Would saying that satisfy you? Your skin was so hard I thought I was cutting Gorad Hide, said the man bitterly as he narrowed his already narrow eyes even more.

Shinichi could see that his arm had gone slightly numb and was shaking.

Gorad was the name of an animal in Garesto with the hardest hide.

It was often used idiomatically to express something hard or as a pronoun to refer to something that absolutely wont break.

Gorad Hide frequently appears, and is said to be as impregnable as an iron wall.

So that things skin is as hard as Gorad even for a photon-cutter? Heh, what the hell And what the hell is up with that Status

Hes, in his own league

An unknown weapon, and an expression that fit all too well made Joyce laugh, but when they were able to see the mans status, unlike with the black mist, he and his wife could only tremble.

Strength: S

Stamina: S

Mind: S

Resistance: S

Agility: S