Book 2: 271

Book 2: Chapter 271

Translator: Seven

Editors: Ana_Banana, Yahiko

The Seven Fanged Dragon God, a Ruler who had lost their authority, had become such an easy opponent that Nodiesop couldn’t help but be disappointed. For him, it felt like defeating such a being and getting the special statue was as easy as twisting a baby’s arm.

Of course, this didn’t mean he didn’t like it. Nevertheless, it took away the sense of ‘achievement’.

Nodiesop chuckled at his sudden thought. Perhaps he was also being affected by his emotions.

But it wasn’t really a bad feeling.

He knew that emotions were nothing more than unhelpful impurities. But they felt good. Just like an addict didn’t stop taking drugs even though they knew they weren’t good for them, he didn’t stop his emotions from controlling his mind and body.

“...I see. So you have no intention of retreating.”

Lukas murmured to himself as if he’d finally realised that fact.

Then he stretched his finger again and pointed it towards Nodiesop.

“Then, as I promised, I will kill you.”

“...”

Nodiesop was certain Lukas couldn’t repeatedly use the technique he’d used to injure him.

Nevertheless, he didn’t appear to be bluffing.

Nodiesop prepared for Lukas’ attack.

“Nodiesop.”

“What is it?”

“It won’t take that long to crush you.”

“...what?”

Puht.

A spell appeared in front of Lukas.

Nodiesop tilted his head to the side, easily avoiding the spear of white light.

‘What is this...?’

The level of this spell didn’t seem to be very high. No, it was definitely low. The most basic spell. But it somehow felt different from normal magic.

Fwoosh-

Suddenly, a ball of flame the size of a fist appeared. It also shot towards Nodiesop.

He dodged it.

However, there seemed to be no end to the spells flying towards him. The types were also gradually becoming more diverse, and their power was increasing as well.

“Why did you come here?”

“...”

“You can’t stay here. You can’t use your power anymore. I-, if Master is hurt here, then I, I would never be able to...”

As she spoke, Lukas slowly walked towards Min Ha-rin. He stopped just within reach and looked down at his disciple, which caused her to stop talking.

“...”

For some reason, his gaze felt strange. Min Ha-rin belatedly realised that she was actually shivering slightly.

Then immediately after, something that couldn’t simply be expressed as ‘strange’ happened.

Paak-!

Her head was forcibly turned away.

‘Huh...?’

What just happened?

Throb.

Although her cheek tingled with pain, she wasn’t able to easily understand the situation. She could also feel a stinging sensation in her mouth as well as the familiar and unpleasant taste of blood.

Blood trickled from her torn lip.

Min Ha-rin turned to look at Lukas once again with an empty gaze.

“Mas-”

She was once again unable to finish her sentence.

This was because Min Ha-rin was deeply shocked the moment she raised her head to once again look at her Master.

His face was the same, but it felt like this was her first time looking at him. It felt like someone else was standing in front of her at that moment.

Lukas was looking down at her with a cold gaze. He was looking right at her, so the emotions displayed in his eyes were also directed at her.

Disgust and contempt.

And more than that, disappointment.

“...did you just ask why I came here? You are asking me that? You?”0

“M-, Master.”

“Stop calling me that.”

Min Ha-rin felt like she’d been punched in the gut.

Her eyes fluttered violently and her chest heaved.

“That... what do you...!”

“Didn’t you hear me? MIn Ha-rin, I told you to stop calling me your Master.”

Lukas spoke in a cold tone.

“Because I no longer consider you and the others as my disciples.”