Because I’m a Weapon Shop Uncle - Volume 2 - Chapter 30.1

VOLUME 2 CHAPTER 30: THE UNCLE AND THE MIGHTY FOE (PART 1)

Translated by lovelyxday

Returning to our main topic, in terms of the girl in front of me, I am not completely ignorant as to who she is.

Although I don’t know her name, her killing the three hundred of the elite members of the Expedition Force, easily beating me at half seriousness, as well as the matter of Leon being hated by humanity because he saved her, I knew of it.

That said, the pressure was indeed great.

Her whole body exuded a type of pressure that made people want to submit to her.

That sort of frightening majesty made people want to get closer.

To worship that outstanding appearance, and while captivated, meet death.

This was the end of an ordinary person.

A devil girl’s existence was a domain impossible for humans to reach.

Something like this:

––JOJO, I reject my humanity!

Although I wanted to say something like that, no one here could understand.

As expected, it was kind of lonely.

But the present me couldn’t lose.

If you say that you need three hundred people to barely defeat the enemy, then I will surpass three hundred people on my own.

The elite of the human race? The last hope?

That has nothing to do with me.

I just want to create the most wonderful weapon and become the greatest blacksmith.

I just want to live an ordinary life and help those who I want to help.

For this reason, if I and another person’s request have conflict, then I will use all my strength to solve it.

Even if right now, what I’m using is not my strength.

“I get it, you’re Leon’s other personality.”

The devil girl enunciated each word clearly.

In high heels, she was almost the same as height and me, so she looked directly into my eyes.

That said, my hair was indeed overly tidy.

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I mussed up my hair.

Good, now you should understand!

Leon and I are two different people.

“But I didn’t think that my Leon would actually be hiding this power… what should I do? As expected, I should still kill them. Then he and I will be together forever in this fortress…I will accept you Leon, no matter if it’s a different you…”

“Okay, okay. Don’t just chatter away like a three-year-old. How long have you been alive?”

The devil girl waved her arm.

Bang.

Like a leather ball being broken into pieces.

Devil girl and I look at Little Elan at the same time.

In just tenths of a second, only me and Devil Girl understood what had transpired.

Even the person concerned, Little Elan, had not the slightest clue.

Simply put it, she was planning to fold space to crumple Little Elan into a meatball, but I erased that attack.

Devil Girl wore a surprised expression.

Surprised that I could follow her speed, and that I could stop that kind of attack.

The next moment, that facial expression warped.

Suddenly she was nowhere to be seen.

––clink!!!!

Space was torn apart. A giant black scythe came slicing down from the shadows.

Down on Kaluona who was unaware, lying on the floor.

As well as me, who used my arm to stop it.

“He, He ge!!”

“Eeeoo~Eeoo!!”

Little Elan was blown away by the violent burst of air, into my extended arm.

Little Hairball leapt up and acted as a pad, and crashed into the wall.

“Even this level was stopped… you have grown strong. Leon. You became strong for me. I’m very happy.”

“Careful, Zhai He, that girl is not normal!!”

Miss Phantom floated by me.

Because she was simply a spirit, she could not be harmed.

But as a consequence, she couldn’t protect anyone either.

The devil girl raised her left hand, in an instant, the roof of the tower that had been torn off was repaired.

During the complete restoration of the fortress, everyone was kneeling except for me.

Even Miss Phantom was being weighed down by something. She grasped her waist and struggled against it.

I felt that powerful might.

It was the completely serious Devil Girl in a fully-repaired fortress.

Devil Girl shot me a glance and then walked up in front of Kaluona.

“Lick my foot.”

She looked down disdainfully at Kaluona who was spasming on the flour.

Then, Kaluona shuddered as she inched near and stuck out her tongue to lap at the black high heel.

She wasn’t brainwashed, and she hadn’t lost control of her body.

This was the pure surrender to strength.

Just like when the warrior Qin Wuyang from the Kingdom of Yan saw Ying Zheng [1. the first emperor of the Qin dynasty] lost control of his bowel functions, intimidated by inconceivably powerful strength, you have no freedom to refuse their order.

To make an analogy, it was like a group of tormented students who couldn’t take it anymore decided to Happy Corner[2. check urban dictionary] the principal, but the principal said, “Whoever dares move against me must drop out on the spot,” and the restless students will be immediately shocked into silence.

Well, I’m not saying that ordinary people will be this cowardly in the face of danger. I’m saying that anyone who faces such sudden oppression would subconsciously submit.

Because this was the kind of strength which left you with no other choice but to submit. A despairing might.

Kaluona had a strong will, but it was no use.

Even if the elite of the Disaster of the Three Hundred were here, they would choose to run.

Because right now before me was a pure devil.

Her appearance was no different, but looking at her would fill you with inexplicable nervousness, a nervousness that would twist up your stomach, make you want to kneel, and crawl on the ground.

“How cheap. You don’t really like this kind of slave, do you? Leon.”

Kaluona raised her timid eyes to me, while shaking on the floor.

It’s okay.

Just about okay.

I slowly let out a breath and made myself relax.

Because it was borrowed strength, there was a time limit.

But the reason for acting now isn’t that.

I grabbed my hair.

“It was hard work, Kaluona. You’ve really worked hard.”

“Master…”

I stooped down and made a pose like an athlete ready to burst from the starting line.

The first step.

“All things cast!!”

My All Things Cast can only be used on things without skeletons and things with skeletons that can be analyzed.

By pouring in magic I could freely manipulate its shape, produce or change a skeleton.

When the exploded fortress was reconstructed, I determined that these walls did not have a hidden skeleton.

They were made of pure hardness, or strengthened by magic power, but that had no effect on me.

I destroyed the fortress into halves.

Literally. The cubic fortress was slashed into two diagonally.

The part I was on continued to float in the air, while the one behind me started to crumble because of the cut, and started to fall wildly out of the sky.

At that instant, Devil Girl’s strength was weakened.

I’m not saying she became very weak. After all, without her fortress’ support she could still kill those three hundred elite.

But now, she was very weak to the present me.

I placed a foot firmly in front of me, and waves of air pulsed outwards.

Then came a fist.

The Devil Girl barely managed to ward it off with her sickle.

Then––

Kakaka… crash!!

As I said, that kind of poor quality weapon is not up to standards.

The sickle was covered in cracks, then my fist broke past her defenses.

A straight punch at her face.

This was for Leon.

Devil Girl flew backwards, her nose bleeding.

Too slow.

In the next instant, I was on her left.

Without hesitation, I launched a left hook.

That was for Kaluona.

Just like before, I used a right hook.

Devil Girl spat out blood.

This was for Elan.

In the end, I appeared right in front of here, and punched her into the ground.

“Kuhaa!!”

This time, the devil girl screamed.

I stood next to her.

The last one, I just felt like hitting her.