Chapter 29
“Alright, enough chitchat. Little Master, if you keep hesitating like this, by the time I disappear, you’ll probably be finished off by that bad girl named Nia.”
Sword Saint Reinhardt scratched his cheek with a finger, nonchalantly reminding his master.
“Lord Sword Saint, I need your help. Please dispel the illusions of this Misty Forest and rescue my companions. I beg you.”
The youth bowed his head, respectfully saluting the Sword Saint before him.
“Hmph hmph, of course, no problem. I am the Sword Saint, after all!”
Spreading his hands, the Sword Saint answered with full confidence.
“Absolutely not allowed.”
Gritting her teeth as if staring at prey right in front of her, Nia’s dark golden pupils coldly watched the two, her grip on the spear gradually tightening.
The Misty Forest is the first line of defense leading to the Demon Lord’s Fortress. Destroying the Misty Forest is tantamount to declaring war on the Demon Lord. I can interpret it that way, right?
No, I absolutely cannot let him do whatever he wants. This has already touched my bottom line!
“Reinhardt, although low-tier Divine Rank magic cannot hurt you, that doesn’t mean I won’t use high-tier Divine Rank magic.”
“Oho? High-tier? Are you joking? Do you know the magic capacity required for high-tier Divine Rank magic? Even Chronos-chan could only release ten mid-tier Divine Rank spells.”
The Sword Saint, raising his eyebrows, seemed unaware of the gravity of the situation.
《Rank S · Tenth Tier Magic · Star of Calamity》
Darkness in my field of vision constantly materialized. A black sphere slowly emerged from the magic circle. It was an extremely condensed ball of magic power. Because the density of the magic power was too compact, it eliminated attributes and became pitch black.
This is materialized “Death.” Just looking at it instills fear in one’s heart.
“By the way, I can use Upper Divine Rank magic at least twice a day.”
Hah, as expected of the Sword Saint. His expression remained relaxed, but his fingers were constantly rubbing together, appearing quite anxious.
“So that’s how it is… What do you want to do? Use this magic to kill my Little Master? Indeed, I cannot completely absorb this kind of magic, but if you use it here, I don’t think it would be a good thing.”
The Sword Saint of Light was right. As long as I release this Upper Divine Rank magic, everything will be razed to the ground, including my Demon Lord’s Fortress.
Having witnessed Lower Divine Rank magic, I already roughly understand the power of Upper Divine Rank magic. Although magic intensity rises in steps, the steps gradually get higher. Magic that transforms from quantitative change to qualitative change—the power can be imagined.
“No, I don’t intend to use it. I just want to tell you that I don’t like using force, but I will absolutely not allow you to destroy the Misty Forest. If you want to save people, go ahead and save them. But if I find out the illusions of the Misty Forest have been destroyed, you should understand the consequences, Sword Saint.”
No one should think about disturbing my peace. It’s like someone leaving the dorm door open for a long time; for a NEET, this is a very annoying thing.
“Hmph, although you don’t have Chronos’s ambition, trouble will eventually come knocking at your door because a Demon Lord is destined to be a target for subjugation.”
The Sword Saint narrowed his eyes.
“That’s none of your business. If you are a member of the subjugation team, I still won’t show you any mercy.”
I am also a human; I won’t kill unless it’s absolutely necessary as a last resort.
“Haha, what a scary fellow. Little Master, before Lord Demon Lord gets angry, let’s hurry up and save people.”
I have already given the minimum conditions; this is the biggest concession. The Sword Saint has no reason to refuse unless he wants to become a masterless Holy Sword body on the spot.
“Mm…”
The youth walked toward the other side of the brook, turning back to give me a lingering look.
In this life, romance should have nothing to do with me. Of course, spare me from lolicons.
“Lord Demon Lord. Like this. Okay?”
Nia tilted her head and asked.
“Ah, this is fine.”
Yeah, eating, drinking, and sleeping every day, traveling around enjoying the scenery—why wouldn’t I be happy with this kind of life?
Ugh! I smell something burning. A few pieces of the wild boar meat are burnt!
Damn it, damn that Sword Saint!
