Chapter 73: Just, Die

‘Now.’

Muno forced himself to pull his mind together.

He grit his teeth against the extreme pain that washed over him when one of his chains melted in an instant, and moved the remaining chains.

He barely managed to parry the pouring rocks and sharply carved trees.

Kwang!

“Keok!”

He even took one of the rocks with his body at an angle, and barely managed to send one chain to the witch's feet.

Kwajik.

The chain made a very small hole in the woman's barrier.

"Hmph……."

The moment he saw the witch snort at that.

The small dagger that had shot up like a lightning bolt through that small hole went straight through the woman's torso vertically.

No, it tried to.

If the robe the witch was wearing had been just an ordinary piece of clothing.

Kwang.

"Kyaa!"

The moment the red robe moved on its own to block the dagger, Muno's face contorted.

'Damn it!'

His body, which was already exhausted to its limits, felt much heavier.

"You bastard!!"

The witch, who had been momentarily thrown into the air, shouted, her pale face turning red again.

Urururururung.

Kwajik.

Kwadeudeuk.

At the same time, a barrage of rocks and trees that shot up from the ground again poured down on his entire body.

He had no means or strength to block it.

…Damn it.

"Mya!?"

"Sorry!"

He instinctively hugged the baby dragon and crouched down, but.

Kwang!

"Keok!"

His body, which was hit by a rock in mid-air with nowhere to stand, was thrown back helplessly.

And.

Kwang!

Again and again.

Kwang! Kwang!

And again.

Kwadeudeuk.

'Kkeueuk.'

The barrage of rocks and trees that flew in and hit him one after another made him feel a pain that turned his mind white for a moment.

'Am I going to die like this…?'

He instinctively remembered his last moments in his previous life, and just as a sense of distant despair began to set in.

Kwang.

"Keuk!"

The impact of hitting the ground hard made him let out another groan.

"Miyaa…?"

And.

Immediately, from a close distance, he heard a familiar, unpleasant voice.

"If it weren't for His command……."

Along with a voice full of dissatisfaction, he suddenly felt his body being lifted.

Kwadeudeuk.

He felt something roughly coiling around his body.

"Keu…?"

His command?

Don't tell me…….

'Is she not going to kill me either?'

He was surprised, but thanks to that, he snapped to his senses.

'If she won't kill me……. There's a way.'

The moment he saw a way to live, he could forget the pain that engulfed his body.

His instincts, which had grabbed onto a small hope, flashed, and his senses and vision began to scan everything around him in an instant.

Whether she knew it or not, the witch snorted and pointed at his body, no, at the object that was coiling around his body.

"It's a magical tool that restricts all your strength and mana.

Well, if you can absorb demonic energy, go ahead. It's a low-grade magical tool anyway, so you won't be able to recover your stamina, and once the demonic energy is gone, it will harden in that shape."

Heh.

"But after that, I'll personally pierce your body and bind you.

If you don't want to be a skewer, let's go quietly. Got it?"

The presence of something that looked like wood(?) wrapped around his entire body in three layers and the madness glittering in the witch's eyes made him frown again.

On top of that.

"Mya!!"

The baby dragon, which had been floating in the air, was now tied up with a black rope made of demonic energy.

'Eu…?'

When he saw it trying to bite the rope.

'Don't! Not now!'

Muno looked at it with a desperate heart in the thought that flashed like lightning.

"Mya…?"

Did his heart get through?

The baby dragon tilted its head and then stopped its attempt to bite with a sullen face.

That sight seemed to have looked quite different to the woman.

"Right, you'll only get hurt if you struggle."

…As expected.

That woman doesn't know that it can absorb magic.

Could it be that she thought even that was my ability?

"An imprinting phenomenon?

Still, to be able to communicate with just a look. Were wyverns this smart? It's unexpected."

Hm?

Why doesn't she seem to think it's a dragon?

Another doubt arose, but that was also for a moment.

The crisis was not over yet.

"Well, you're a persistent one.

There are many things I want to ask, but……."

The woman who had come right up to him gave a bloodthirsty smile and thrust her dog-headed staff at him.

A faint flame flickered at the end of the staff. It was the blue flame that had almost killed him once.

"First, let's break a few places and think."

With a chilling smile, she swung the staff and struck his left ankle.

However.

Kwang!

With just that small flame, it could never pierce his armor.

Hwareureuk.

"Keu…."

The armor on his ankle melted slightly, but as he absorbed the magic contained in that thick flame, a little bit of vitality returned to his body.

And it seemed the witch was not very pleased with that.

“…Keu, keukuk. Kyahahahaha. Right.

Not the chains, but the entire armor? Hahahaha.

You damn bastard, it's not easy to cut off even one ankle, is it!?"

Her disheveled blonde hair from the fierce battle, her pale complexion, and her round, sweat-drenched face began to be tinged with madness.

"Good. Then can you block this too?"

A small blue flame shot up from the dog's head on the staff again.

A blue flame the size of a fingernail.

But that flame, containing the heat of hell within it, came right up to his face.

"Now, let's test if your face can also absorb the power of the great Outer God."

This bitch, her eyes have gone crazy.

'X-ba….'

Honestly, I was really scared.

But I didn't want to show it.

"You'll die if you do that, wouldn't you? Weren't you supposed to keep me alive?"

"Hmph! You won't die from having one eye seared!"

The witch snorted and spat out bloodthirsty words, but at that moment, she changed the blue flame to a red flame.

Of course, it wasn't like that flame couldn't sear one of his eyes.

But with just that, he could confirm again that the witch couldn't kill him.

That's why.

"I'm already hurting all over, I wonder if I can live with an eye gone……."

He could afford to make such a joke.

"Of course. I'll keep you alive somehow, so you just have to scream."

"You don't have recovery magic, do you?"

He was thinking of buying some time.

"There is nothing impossible for the great magic!"

The moment he heard that absurd nonsense.

"Then you should recover your own ankle and say that."

In front of the crazy-eyed woman, he had unknowingly stuck a fatal dagger.

"You crazy bastard!! How dare you!!!"

In an instant, the X woman became a crazy X.

Hwareureuk.

The red flame turned back into a blue flame and even grew in size.

When his hair was about to burn from the heat alone.

'Now!'

"Mya!"

The baby dragon, which had already eaten the magic that had bound Muno following his glance, fell to the ground with a thud.

"What…?"

Thanks to that, the crazy X's eyes shifted slightly in that direction.

And at that moment, Muno moved.

Shwook.

He absorbed the demonic energy of the magical tool that had bound him in an instant.

Kwajik.

He moved the crumpled and discarded dagger that no one had been paying attention to, making it crawl slowly on the ground and then leap up.

And at that moment, Muno squeezed out all his remaining strength.

'Acceleration.'

Kwadeudeuk.

The moment the flying dagger cut one side of the binding magical tool, the binding was torn apart shabbily.

And until the moment the black dagger was caught in his hand and changed its form back to a Two-handed sword.

The poor and weak magician's body couldn't even turn its gaze away from the baby dragon.

And.

Kung.

Muno's body, which seemed to be moving alone in that slowed time, roughly crushed the ground and twisted all the muscles in his body.

'Wind Slicer.'

A superposition of the family's secret arts that he was trying for the first time.

A gamble with everything on the line was swung as it was.

Flash.

Even in the slowed time, he felt the pleasure of everything in front of him being split apart with a strong ray of light.

However.

Kwaaaaaaaang!

Kwakwakwakwakwa.

That one strike, which created an aftershock just by swinging a sword, only achieved half success.

"Kyaaaaak!"

The moment the red barrier that he had seen twice before rose up, it was shattered.

He broke the dog-headed staff and tore the front of that suspicious robe, but he couldn't take the enemy's life.

But fortunately.

"Keolluk. Uweek. Ho-how…? Uweeek."

It seemed that shattering the barrier was the fatal blow, as the witch was busy vomiting blood.

Of course.

Kung.

"Kkeueueung."

Muno was also staggering from a feeling of exhaustion and dizziness as if his body weight had evaporated by 5kg in an instant.

Using a superposition of secret arts with an exhausted body was probably too much.

'Shi, shiX.'

Kung.

He tried to hold on as his body wouldn't move as he wished and his eyes were closing.

But his body, which had already been pushed beyond its limits several times, did not respond.

As his vision gradually blurred and even his forcedly raised knee was about to give way, he saw the crazed witch getting up again.

'Ah, this can't be happening.'

Just when his heart was full of resentment.

"Mya!!"

The baby dragon came waddling over, flapping its small wings with a cute cry, and licked his face.

And at that moment, a single stream of refreshing 'mana' that seeped into his mind helped him hold onto his fading consciousness.

Lick. Lick.

Every time the rough tongue licked his face, his depleted mana began to recover little by little.

Although the amount was not much, it was enough to shake off the feeling of exhaustion that had made him feel like he was about to lose consciousness.

'If you could do this, you should have done it earlier…….'

He had a slightly empty thought for a moment.

But seeing the round eyes staring blankly at him, only a smile came out.

"…Thanks, Miya."

"Miya?"

"Because you keep crying 'miya'.

Your name is Miya now."

"Mya?"

"I can't just keep calling you 'hey' or 'you'."

"Mya!"

Lick. Lick.

Seeing it continue to lick his face with its eyes curved in an arc, it seemed to mean that it liked it.

Thanks to that, he recovered the minimum strength to move his body again.

And.

Twe.

"Now let's really see the end of this, you X X."

Kung.

As soon as he forced himself to stand up and take a step, he saw the staggering witch look at him, then vomit blood again with an 'uwek' and collapse to her knees.

And.

Chwareureureuk.

The iron chain that shot out as it was coiled around the witch's body.

For a moment, he felt the demonic energy resisting absorption, but.

"Uwek!"

Keolluk. Keolluk.

The moment the witch vomited blood again, all the demonic energy began to be absorbed into his body.

"You, you cursed bastard. You blasphemous… How could a bastard like you……."

Keolluk.

He didn't even care about the witch grinding her teeth and glaring at him.

Because a large amount of demonic energy, enough to make him shudder even in that state, was being absorbed.

Of course, he wouldn't be able to achieve another evolution right now without an enlightenment anyway.

If so.

'I'll use it all for recovery.'

Jiiiiing.

As the melted chain on his left arm and the crumpled or melted armor were regenerated, the fatigue and wounds on his body also began to disappear as if washed away in an instant.

"Heu…."

That strange sense of exhilaration added strength to his steps.

Jeobeok.

"Wa-wait!"

Jeobeok.

"I, I'm still…."

Jeobeok.

"I don't want to die!"

Jeobeok.

With the struggling witch right in front of him, Muno smiled fiercely.

"It was a really dirty relationship. Let's not see each other again. Well, not that we will."

Woodeuk.

The moment he clenched his fist.

"A-am I not pretty!?"

The witch let out a bizarre shout, like a final desperate cry.

It was so absurd that he momentarily hesitated.

"…What are you talking about."

"I-I, even though I look like this, I was called the most beautiful woman in the ducal family, and within the organization! You know, it's hard to find a beautiful woman like me!"

"Ha?"

"Y-you can do whatever you want. You can seal my magic, you, you can do whatever you want to me. If you keep me alive, I'll be of great use."

Buuk.

The witch with an urgent complexion forcefully twisted her body bound by the chains, and the already torn robe and the clothes inside were torn even more, revealing her underwear.

'Ah, the smell….'

He frowned on his own.

But the witch seemed to have interpreted it completely differently.

"I-I'll be useful in bed too. Don't you think so?

I'm like this now because I'm injured, but, i-if I just clean up a bit, I'm really pretty, you know?"

Clean up?

Muno's face contorted even more at the fact that the word 'wash' didn't come out even while she was spouting that nonsense.

"I've also been told many times that I'm prettier than that Flower of the North! I-I'll do really well, so somehow, just my life…."

The witch with a pleading look in her eyes hurriedly arranged her messy red hair and made a pitiful expression.

Putting aside her obvious dark intentions.

He just couldn't sympathize with her words at all.

"Pretty my ass……."

"…What?"

"A pig that doesn't even wash."

"You…!? W-what did you just say…!?"

Even in this situation, did she not want to hear that she was ugly?

The one word she shouted with a venomous expression for a moment.

"Just, die."

Kwang!

Became the witch's last words.