Chapter 79

Chapter 79

[Even if it means turning the world into an enemy (8)]

Today was a lucky day for some reason.

Eunha and the fairy, Im Ga-eul, had aligned their interests.

Eunha wanted to kill the Italian ambassador, and Im Ga-eul was wary of what the Italian ambassador might do in Korea.

So when he entered the Alice Hotel, there was no one there.

Not in the lobby, not at the counter, not in the room.

When he checked the register, he found that everyone had checked out.

When he asks Seoyoung Shin, she tells him that the government has ordered the entire Alice Hotel to be emptied.

I dont know what Im Ga-eul was thinking, but it was a lucky break for him.

Now he can run amok.

Inwardly, he smiled a smile of conversion and wanted to kill the people who had brought Julieta and Bruno such misery.

Ah.

Just then, he caught sight of Zenko Myron walking toward the restroom.

He seemed to be in a hurry. And judging by his red face and gait, hed been drinking quite a bit.

Uncle Bruno. Lets get out of here.

Can you do it by yourself?

Its okay, you dont have to worry about me, you have to save Julieta, dont you?

Looking down at him, Bruno nodded solemnly.

In some ways, the two men were thinking alike.

To protect what you want to protect, even if it means turning the world into a enemy.

Where Eunha fought to protect his own happiness, Bruno fought to protect Julietta.

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Well, you better get ready to die.

Because it might be the last time we see each other.

Eunha killed his presence and walked towards the restroom.

Windwalk.

One of the buffs Shin Seoyoung had granted him. It was a spell that minimized footsteps.

And Haste.

It was a spell that increased the speed of your bodys movements by leaps and bounds while it was in effect.

Another was Strength. It was a spell that inflated muscles and increased strength.

In addition to those, Seo-young also cast buffs for increased defense, faster recovery speed, increased mana within the body, faster mana regeneration, increased magical and physical resistance, and so on, but there were so many that Eunha gave up counting from the middle.

Ill kill you!!!

Eunha wasnt intimidated by Zenkos lunge.

There was no reason to be afraid, no reason to dodge, when his entire body was overflowing with power.

Whats more, Zenko wasnt wearing any gear, and he didnt even give him a chance to pull up his pants.

So he had no choice but to tear his pants in two, and fight with them around his ankles.

Eunha kicked up against the bathroom wall, flipped Kukri over the back of his neck, and swung wildly.

Mana Crusher.

I never had to worry about mana in my body.

I had buffs to compensate for my weaknesses, and potions to replenish my lack of mana.

Merda.

Damn.

Zenko deployed his barrier when he saw the mana surrounding Kukri glow green.

The glow was strange.

One layer was unnerving.

In a short time, he created two layers, then three.

Cazzo!

Kukri tore the first barrier to shreds. Then the second, then the third.

The green magic subsided as it tore through the third barrier, but the shards that made up the barrier splattered against his body.

What will you do when you only see that?

Kuck!

That wasnt the end of it.

He was so focused on stopping Kukri that he allowed him to get within striking distance again.

A kick to the stomach sent him crashing into a radiator.

Eh, eh, eh!

Sprawled out with his legs in an M-shape, Zenko wiped the raw flesh from his face with the back of his hand.

He looked ridiculous.

Eunha laughed out loud at him as he glared at him.

Zenko, flesh on flesh, squinted toward the exit.

So what was he going to do?

Zenko was going to get past him, somehow, and run away from the restroom.

But Eunha had no intention of letting him escape. Hed pushed him, unarmed, into a confined space, and he didnt want to send him stupidly out into the open.

He wanted to end this in this place.

I came to see you today with a plan. But I cant pass up a good opportunity like this.

Fuck!

The kukri was not the right weapon for slashing people. It was more of a blunt instrument.

Of course, there was no better weapon for striking down the barrier that Zenko was deploying.

And the kukri wasnt the only weapon.

With the mangoshu he held in his left hand, he stabbed it into the only remaining barrier.

Boom!

Zenko jerked back. He didnt care that the mangoshu had sliced his arm, he just kept moving forward.

I cant believe he had that!

Gotcha!

!

If I hadnt blocked in time, my side would have been harpooned.

Zenko grabbed the kukri by the wrist and slammed it to the ground.

I guess youre out of strength now, huh?

Zenko was sure of it the moment he slammed down, and though he tried to resist by summoning his mana, it was too easily broken.

Before he knew it, the buff was gone.

Give this to me.

Good thing.

Zenko looked down at him as he was pinned to the ground by his arm, tugging the kukri away from him.

Ill need one of my own to fight, right?

Ugh!

If I let him out of here, hed do it again later.

I had to kill him while I could.

Zenko loaded his feet with mana and slammed down on him.

He had a barrier, but it was a thin one.

And he was wearing no armor.

Elemental.

Even though he tried to create a barrier, there was no way a thin barrier could hold up.

Furthermore, he wasnt wearing any armor.

Resentful spirits.

He released mana abundantly to protect his body. The manifested mana rushed towards Zenko without any restraints, like vengeful spirits tearing apart souls.

After all this trouble

Once Zenko recognized the nature of the magic, he jumped back to evade the resentful spirits.

An advanced technique that devoured mana as soon as it touched the body. It was a skill that could only be handled with a good sense of manipulating mana, which was not something an ordinary person could manage.

Especially not a kid.

I should have killed him, I should have! Because of Julietta!

He regretted it now as he ran down the corridor, leaving the kitchen behind.

A little more, just a little more!

He berated his intoxicated mind.

The resentful spirits tore at his leg. The magic applied to his leg was partially damaged.

Eunha didnt miss that opportunity.

Heavenly. Madness.

Closing the distance in an instant, he shredded the mana in his mangoshu.

The needle-thin mana rushed into Zenkos back.

He tried to dodge it with his legs, but there were more than a few spirits clinging to his legs.

Damn it.

Cursing under his breath, he coated his kukri in mana. It tore through the spirits, parrying their attacks with the remaining mana on his sword.

Heavenly. Madness. Insanity. A thousand steps. Mana Crusher.

You crazy bastard!

Eunha didnt want to send Zenko out into the open lobby.

Right now, he was using his small body to push Zenko to the limit.

But sending him to the lobby?

One wrong step and the tables could be turned.

The reason he was able to push Tredici now was purely the result of Zenkos defenselessness.

No one would miss you here.

It was a mistake to send him to the kitchen. It cost me two espressos.

Ha, ha, ha, damn it.

You coward!

Then you should get the potion. If you can get it.

I took a step back and swallowed my third espresso.

A bitter taste spread in my mouth.

He pulled out a bottle of banana milk to wash it down. It was the most potent of the health-restoring potions he could currently concoct.

Espresso was quite effective, but it took a toll on the body as the number of doses increased.

Therefore, he had to neutralize the effects of espresso with a stamina-restoring potion.

Are you tired now? Am I mistaken in thinking youre weaker than before, and wheres your swagger?

Whatever, attack me then.

The reason Eunha had been able to deal with Zenko so far, even with his buffs gone, was because he was maximizing his mana efficiency with extreme control.

His mind was more tired than his body. It was like having dozens of fingers moving in different directions.

Dont think youre the only one who can do this!

Spitting on the ground, Zenko swung the red mana in his kukri sideways.

A fiery trajectory struck.

Eunha tried to tear through the flames flying toward Mengoshu.

Kick!

But it wasnt enough; he was being pushed back.

He retracted his sword without a second thought.

This is it!

Behind the flames, Zenko was performing another spell.

It was this one. Wrapped in flames of mana, Iri was sprinting through the flames.

A thousand steps.

As soon as he took a step, he twisted and leaped. At the same time, the mana on his blade flew out.

Youre really weak!