Chapter 253.2. Fatty Gets Punished
“I had anticipated a trap, but to come up with an instant-death trap involving [Magic Break] without any concern for your daughter. That was truly unexpected.”
I shaded my eyes and stored Elizabeth’s charred corpse in my item box.
I forcibly removed the melted metal, magic armor Wartan, which had adhered to my skin.
Since my clothes had turned to ash, I discarded them and pressed a few buttons on my item box.
Instantly, I wore clothes in game-style clothing, and I switched my equipment to the magic armor Jarngreipr.
“Now, let’s see who’s waiting. Shall we?”
Amidst swirling flames, Miu crafted a smile resembling a ferocious beast’s and began to walk.
The ground had turned into molten lava due to the fire, leaving sticky footprints behind.
Smoke billowed with each step, and the flames attempted to scorch her body, but Miu moved unfazed by the minor charring. She headed towards the location where the enemy’s cursor floated.
The mist was gone due to the flames, and only the fire remained in her field of vision.
Then, the jovial, gruff voice of a middle-aged man reached her ears.
“Bwahahaha! Did you see that, you upstart?! Charred to a crisp, undoubtedly! I’ve won, ha!”
He joyfully raised his voice, letting out an ugly shout.
“Still a long way from the goal. Don’t you think it’s a bit early to claim victory?”
With a smile that could freeze even within the flames, Miu slowly emerged from the raging inferno.
“H-Huh? W-Why are you alive?”
The man looked at Miu, his eyes wide with astonishment, his voice trembling in shock.
“A magic like this only gives me a rare level of browning. If you’re going to take down a recovery magician, you need to either kill me instantly or prepare for a drawn-out battle until my MP runs out.”
Staring sharply at the speaker, Miu used her recovery magic. A faint light covered her body, healing her burns in an instant.
“So? I didn’t expect the head of Menou Marquisate to personally make his appearance. But why, Menou Fen?”
With ears and a tail resembling a bulldog, Miu turned her gaze towards the man, who was a slightly overweight middle-aged individual with a slack physique.
Menou Fen, the head of Menou Marquisate, was sitting in the cockpit of a large-scale magical weapon, laughing heartily.
Around him were several mages who seemed to be affiliated with Solomon, along with soldiers who appeared to be Fen’s subordinates.
There was also a man dressed entirely in black, with a skull mask covering the upper half of his face.
“Furthermore, you’ve even prepared unfamiliar magic weapons. It seems they were planning quite a surprise.”
“Guu… To think you’re alive… Take her out with another blow, Ymir!”
Gritting his teeth in frustration, Fen issued orders to a man wearing the skull mask and referred to as Imil.
“Understood. It’s a client’s request, after all.”
Shading his hand to his eyes and looking at Miu, the man called Imil let out a faint smile and began to manipulate his mana.
[Magic Break]
Space distorted, and unseen magic struck Miu. This absolute magic that forcibly destroyed spells pierced Miu’s body like waves.
“Now! The little girl’s magic barrier is down. Everyone, launch magic attacks! Burn her to ashes without leaving a trace!”
“Yes!”
[Fireball]
[Thunder Rain]
[Icicle Lance]
When Fen’s face turned bright red, and he shouted, his surrounding subordinates unleashed their magic.
Flames, lightning, ice, darkness – various forms of magic came crashing toward Miu, who accepted them all without evading, her expression devoid of emotion.
With a thunderous roar and dust clouds, the landscape filled with noise, and Fen’s face was filled with ecstasy.
“We did it!”
“It’s in vain. Mii-chan is no longer affected by those magics.”
I responded from within the dust and sandstorm to Fen’s clichéd lines. I had become accustomed to [Magic Break]. My consciousness wasn’t thrown into disarray. My existence didn’t waver. All I needed to do was maintain my focus.
“Huh? Why? Ymir, did you withdraw your hand?”
“…No, that’s impossible… Why?”
Puzzled and astonished, the two of them continued using magic.
“Let’s have the small fry leave the stage.”
I gathered magic power in my hand and moved swiftly.
A powerful gust of wind gushed from Miu’s body, blowing away the sandstorm and spreading an immense coldness around her.
[Icicle Dragon III]
As the magic circle appeared in the sky, an ice dragon emerged from it, rapidly lowering the temperature of the surroundings.
The fire gets extinguished by the ice created by [Icicle Dragon III], leaving only an intense chill.
“Here.”
Miu’s light voice activated the magic, and the ice dragon attacked the enemies.
“Resist the magic!”
“No, it’s no use!”
“My body is freezing!”
“H-Help!”
The ice dragon left snowflake crystals in its wake as it froze everything around it. My enemies attempted to resist with magic barriers, but the barriers froze too, transforming into ice statues.
Amidst the raging blizzard, the world transformed into a realm of bitter cold.
“Now, it seems only Fen and Ymir have managed to survive, right?”
I asked amidst the blizzard, and I heard the sound of machinery in motion.
“You scoundrel! In that case, I, Fen, the head of Menou Marquisate, will be the one to kill you!”
A large magic weapon emerged from the blizzard, and Fen’s voice echoed through the microphone.
“Let me show you the power of the new large-scale magic weapon, [Queen Ant]!”
Then, a massive magic weapon appeared. It resembles a queen ant with a crimson exoskeleton. It must have been about 30 meters long. It raised its front legs in a threatening manner.
“Woo, you summoned a familiar monster. Well then, let’s attempt to conquer this solo.”
In contrast, Miu faced the menacing magic weapon without fear, mocking it.
Chapter 253.2. Fatty Gets Punished
“I had anticipated a trap, but to come up with an instant-death trap involving [Magic Break] without any concern for your daughter. That was truly unexpected.”
I shaded my eyes and stored Elizabeth’s charred corpse in my item box.
I forcibly removed the melted metal, magic armor Wartan, which had adhered to my skin.
Since my clothes had turned to ash, I discarded them and pressed a few buttons on my item box.
Instantly, I wore clothes in game-style clothing, and I switched my equipment to the magic armor Jarngreipr.
“Now, let’s see who’s waiting. Shall we?”
Amidst swirling flames, Miu crafted a smile resembling a ferocious beast’s and began to walk.
The ground had turned into molten lava due to the fire, leaving sticky footprints behind.
Smoke billowed with each step, and the flames attempted to scorch her body, but Miu moved unfazed by the minor charring. She headed towards the location where the enemy’s cursor floated.
The mist was gone due to the flames, and only the fire remained in her field of vision.
Then, the jovial, gruff voice of a middle-aged man reached her ears.
“Bwahahaha! Did you see that, you upstart?! Charred to a crisp, undoubtedly! I’ve won, ha!”
He joyfully raised his voice, letting out an ugly shout.
“Still a long way from the goal. Don’t you think it’s a bit early to claim victory?”
With a smile that could freeze even within the flames, Miu slowly emerged from the raging inferno.
“H-Huh? W-Why are you alive?”
The man looked at Miu, his eyes wide with astonishment, his voice trembling in shock.
“A magic like this only gives me a rare level of browning. If you’re going to take down a recovery magician, you need to either kill me instantly or prepare for a drawn-out battle until my MP runs out.”
Staring sharply at the speaker, Miu used her recovery magic. A faint light covered her body, healing her burns in an instant.
“So? I didn’t expect the head of Menou Marquisate to personally make his appearance. But why, Menou Fen?”
With ears and a tail resembling a bulldog, Miu turned her gaze towards the man, who was a slightly overweight middle-aged individual with a slack physique.
Menou Fen, the head of Menou Marquisate, was sitting in the cockpit of a large-scale magical weapon, laughing heartily.
Around him were several mages who seemed to be affiliated with Solomon, along with soldiers who appeared to be Fen’s subordinates.
There was also a man dressed entirely in black, with a skull mask covering the upper half of his face.
“Furthermore, you’ve even prepared unfamiliar magic weapons. It seems they were planning quite a surprise.”
“Guu… To think you’re alive… Take her out with another blow, Ymir!”
Gritting his teeth in frustration, Fen issued orders to a man wearing the skull mask and referred to as Imil.
“Understood. It’s a client’s request, after all.”
Shading his hand to his eyes and looking at Miu, the man called Imil let out a faint smile and began to manipulate his mana.
[Magic Break]
Space distorted, and unseen magic struck Miu. This absolute magic that forcibly destroyed spells pierced Miu’s body like waves.
“Now! The little girl’s magic barrier is down. Everyone, launch magic attacks! Burn her to ashes without leaving a trace!”
“Yes!”
[Fireball]
[Thunder Rain]
[Icicle Lance]
When Fen’s face turned bright red, and he shouted, his surrounding subordinates unleashed their magic.
Flames, lightning, ice, darkness – various forms of magic came crashing toward Miu, who accepted them all without evading, her expression devoid of emotion.
With a thunderous roar and dust clouds, the landscape filled with noise, and Fen’s face was filled with ecstasy.
“We did it!”
“It’s in vain. Mii-chan is no longer affected by those magics.”
I responded from within the dust and sandstorm to Fen’s clichéd lines. I had become accustomed to [Magic Break]. My consciousness wasn’t thrown into disarray. My existence didn’t waver. All I needed to do was maintain my focus.
“Huh? Why? Ymir, did you withdraw your hand?”
“…No, that’s impossible… Why?”
Puzzled and astonished, the two of them continued using magic.
“Let’s have the small fry leave the stage.”
I gathered magic power in my hand and moved swiftly.
A powerful gust of wind gushed from Miu’s body, blowing away the sandstorm and spreading an immense coldness around her.
[Icicle Dragon III]
As the magic circle appeared in the sky, an ice dragon emerged from it, rapidly lowering the temperature of the surroundings.
The fire gets extinguished by the ice created by [Icicle Dragon III], leaving only an intense chill.
“Here.”
Miu’s light voice activated the magic, and the ice dragon attacked the enemies.
“Resist the magic!”
“No, it’s no use!”
“My body is freezing!”
“H-Help!”
The ice dragon left snowflake crystals in its wake as it froze everything around it. My enemies attempted to resist with magic barriers, but the barriers froze too, transforming into ice statues.
Amidst the raging blizzard, the world transformed into a realm of bitter cold.
“Now, it seems only Fen and Ymir have managed to survive, right?”
I asked amidst the blizzard, and I heard the sound of machinery in motion.
“You scoundrel! In that case, I, Fen, the head of Menou Marquisate, will be the one to kill you!”
A large magic weapon emerged from the blizzard, and Fen’s voice echoed through the microphone.
“Let me show you the power of the new large-scale magic weapon, [Queen Ant]!”
Then, a massive magic weapon appeared. It resembles a queen ant with a crimson exoskeleton. It must have been about 30 meters long. It raised its front legs in a threatening manner.
“Woo, you summoned a familiar monster. Well then, let’s attempt to conquer this solo.”
In contrast, Miu faced the menacing magic weapon without fear, mocking it.
