Chapter 174 - 174. Decisive Battle (1)

In a space covered in darkness on all sides.

I leaned down and stroked Shady at my feet.

"Would you be a little close?"

"Kerung!"

Eisel's gaze was out of reach, and she managed to swap her body with her Shady, taking advantage of the gap where she bowed her head in her guilt.

Handling Shady has also become more proficient as my proficiency has increased.

[ ...Was it to protect? ]

As I was touching Shady's chin, Sierra, who was floating in her air and glancing at me, asked.

Eisel pushed me away.

Through the gap in the demon realm.

If it had fallen, it would have taken a while to get out. She must have wasted her time without even knowing whether Eisel survived.

"Perhaps it was. It would be safer for me to be in the rift... She must have judged."

But Sierra, me too.

I knew she didn't mean to hurt me.

Some of her intentions were obvious now, and the Eisel from before didn't hide her expression at all.

Well, I guessed, but I'd really push it away. From whom did you learn hotness?

Regardless of the situation, Sierra's expression was not good.

Because she just heard the confession.

On the ground, the presence of Eisel, the person involved, could be felt.

'Am I going to the forest?'

It was a good choice.

Although there are few people near the gap in the demon realm, it is a barren land where not a single grass can be seen nearby.

It is an unsuitable terrain for dealing with many alone.

Hiding in the shadows, I walked in the opposite direction of Eisel's direction.

Likewise, there was a forest at the end of this direction.

Fortunately, thanks to Albed personally sending the demons, I got a rough idea of ​​which direction they were coming from.

I deliberately matched Eisel's numbers.

It showed the results she wanted.

This would have given her peace of mind.

But the reassurance, the certainty that I'm safe...

A trap that catches her ankle.

How long will it take before Eisel, who is waiting for Murka in the still forest, notices that things seem to be going strangely?

I don't expect it, but wouldn't it give me time to deal with Murka?

[My disciple. ]

"Yes, Master."

[The oath with her original daughter is that the contract will continue...]

Right before the showdown.

Sierra, who blocked my way, stroked my cheek and asked in a worried voice.

"...If I don't die, there's no reason to worry, but if I die, I won't know until then. Of course, I'll have to come back to life..."

[ ... ]

I smiled as I ran my hand through Sierra's.

"Well, if it's broken, you'll have to renew the contract. Don't worry too much. At that time... Both of you have died once, so maybe you can understand each other better than before."

[ ...Poo. ]

Sierra smiles lightly at my cleverness.

[It seems that useless worries preceded it. Leaving a trustworthy disciple who will defy death...]

"..."

I gave Sierra a relaxed smile and immediately opened her status window to check.

Level 50.

There were 9 skill points left.

Actually, it's been a while since I reached level 50.

However, it hasn't risen since then.

That's because after level 50, there are walls to break down.

In other words, it's the same concept as a job change.

In order to reach a higher level, 'awakening' was necessary... But since I've been busy lately, I didn't have time to prepare for awakening.

It was a little disappointing that there was no experience point to get after catching Murka, but that wasn't the problem right away.

To kill Murka or not to kill?

Placed at a fairly extreme crossroads, I decided that I needed to bring out my full power and everything.

It was ear examination.

Consumes 4 points each to reach Chapter 2 of Reverse Transition.

It took 6 points each to reach Chapter 3.

Well, now that I invested 8 points and the reverse transition reached level 7, it was as calculated.

The remaining 1 skill point was invested in Gigam, which reached level 6.

'Isn't there anything that strikes me right away...'

I'm sure you can feel it while fighting.

The preparations are over.

Eisel's move was well received, and what remained was Murka's move.

What number will he bring out?

'Since this is the second episode, I'm in a bad mood.'

Round 2.

I could tell from Eisel's attitude this time.

I guess I had been doing it before, but I was ignoring it.

Because that's bad news for me.

It has now become an undeniable fact.

At the same time, I have a question.

Why did I fail before?

Could it be that I couldn't save Eisel?

Eisel was saved, but maybe because I died, she chose her return?

I questioned the question that only Eisel knew the answer to, and stepped forward without hesitation toward the future.

'Anyway...'

There shouldn't have been two failures.

***

Murka and Albed were still chasing Eisel.

"You've settled down. It seems to be the forest across the rift in the Pandemonium."

Albed, who was looking at the map, reported.

"..."

Murka, who was locked in old memories at the voice, opened her eyes and looked at Albed.

Soon, Albed raised his glasses and continued talking.

"At most, it's all about preparing trap magic. Such troublesome things can be easily dealt with by using the 'guys'."

Albed had his eyes on the demons under his control, leading the way through the gloomy forest.

50 demons.

Most of them were only red horns, and only a few demons with dark red horns could be seen.

The level was poor, but it would be a good horse to throw into the trap field.

Albed thought so.

I wondered if it would be too much investment to catch one Eisel, but considering that there were unknown helpers, I decided that the number was sufficient.

On the other hand, the demons under the control of Albed, summoned in the middle of the night without knowing English, were chatting with each other with familiar faces they hadn't seen in a while.

"Oh, Smectar. What is that armor?"

Soon after, one of the demons was walking out of the forest and asked a large demon wearing flawless and stylish armor.

"Heng, I got it this time."

"Is it nice?"

"Do you know where this product is from?"

The bulky snorted and grinned.

"Where is it? Hang on... Let me guess."

The demons, who were usually interested in arms, looked around for the bulky armor.

"Red beard workshop? Black leg workshop?"

The demon called out the names of the stretching workshops, but the figure shook his head while maintaining a smile as if it were a pleasant echo.

At that time.

"Blue Old Moon Workshop."

The correct answer appears.

Immediately the hefty shrugged and opened his mouth.

"Answer! The workshop of the blue old moon... Hung."

"Yes, this engraving... It's a unique engraving that can only be seen on weapons made by the workshop of the Blue Old Moon."

The correct answer stroked the engraving on the armor and continued talking.

Soon, the demons who couldn't get the correct answer look at him and question him.

"...But who are you?"

"Me?"

That would be the case, and the correct answer appeared among the demons at some point, and was the first face they saw.

"...Are there any guys like this among the guys under Albed-sama?"

Face for the first time.

A white bandage was placed around the eyes of the man with jet-black hair.

"Yes, who are you?!"

It was only then that he was surprised to find him.

"Are you more blind than that...?"

Around the time when the demon touched his chin and asked another question.

"Well, he's a passing blind man..."

The blind man draws a knife from his waistband.

"...It looks like it's a newly acquired armor, but shouldn't we test it to see if it's of good quality?"

"You're not afraid. Are you out of your mind?"

Immediately, the demon also pulled out the sword from the waist and put it on the blind man's neck, but the large demon stopped him.

"Arthur, I was just about to take the test, but it went well."

The massive demon held the blind man's red sword in his eyes.

He thought it was certain that a sword with such a thin blade would not budge.

"Isn't that right?"

"Heng. I won't get a single scratch."

As if his size was telling him to cut it, he pushed out his stomach to make it easier to cut.

Soon, the arm of the blind man holding the sword in reverse moves. It wasn't particularly fast, nor was it slow, it was a normal speed.

However.

ㅡSureung!!

The disparate sound of thick, hard metal being gently cut.

The sword shines on the armor proudly presented by the demons, and a thin line is engraved on the demon's body.

ㅡChaoah!!!

The black blood of demons splatters on the moon floating high in the sky.

Soon, the large demon split in half along with the armor.

At that unbelievable sight, the arm of the demon holding a sword against the blind man trembled violently, and the blind man clicked his tongue as if nothing had happened and tapped the shoulder of the demon whose arm was trembling.

"Tsk, I must have been scammed. I think it was a cheap quality imitation."

His voice echoes through the forest.

The gazes of dozens of demons who were preoccupied with chatting with each other soon fell on him.

"What kind of guy are you!!!"

The demons, who witnessed the sight of their comrade being cut in half in an instant, raised their voices and were wary of him.

This was reflected in the eyes of Albed and Murka, who were following them on horseback.

"..."

Murka felt strange that she hadn't noticed his approach at all.

"Blind...?"

It was the same with Albed.

The blind man slowly lowered his arms towards the place where Al Bed and Murka were, amidst the sharp gazes of the demons towards his neck, and sent a polite greeting.

"As I said... Just an ordinary blind man passing by."

He then drops the crystal fragment he took out from his bosom to the floor.

Crystal shards permeate the floor, and in an instant, a barrier enveloping the forest spreads out.

"Divine power..."

Murka's eyes narrowed as she observed the barrier unfolding without making any special movements.

Soon, the blind man's voice is heard again from the other side.

"I'm not trying to stop it. I just... I don't want the turmoil here to leak out."

The blind man corrected the bandages around his eyes and continued.

There is a strange tension in the forest where the night has fallen.

The embers of the beacon announcing the decisive battle were already burning.

Zeto slowly scanned every aspect of the demons around him.

'Albed's dozens of henchmen... I can't see Ekis... Did you bring the Drakkir without fail?'

There were a lot of them, but they didn't feel overwhelming.

Above all, there was no visible variable.

It's the level of troops he expected.

At that moment, Zeto thought.

'If I do this well...'

I thought I might not die.