I decimated hundreds of the enemy’s soldiers.
Only one of them was left.
Or so I say, but I was coerced into a hopeless battle.
[You are not a knight, are you? You are a foul, merciless, interesting fellow. I’m curious to see how you will try to kill me this time.] (Orc General)
The Orc General charged at me with a smiley expression.
I had been killing him in ten different ways since a while back.
I slashed him, bludgeoned him, strangled him, stabbed him, thrashed him, poisoned him, bombed him, crushed him, burned him, and shot him.
And yet, nothing worked.
He would regenerate immediately and go on the offensive like nothing happened.
And I was about to run out of options.
[【Wind Cage】] (Lugh)
I finished chanting one of my original spells, then it manifested itself.
It was a spell that used wind manipulation magic.
A cage of wind.
Judging by the name only, it may sound like it had no decent might, but the properties of wind made this a troublesome trap.
I saturated a defined airspace with nothing but carbon dioxide from the atmosphere.
Anyone thrown into an airspace containing 100% of carbon dioxide would instantly release the oxygen in their body and suffocate immediately.
…Once again, this was a hero-slaying tactic.
No matter how off the charts the hero’s defense could be, she still needed to breathe.
In that case, if I took away her oxygen, I would surely be able to kill her.
I developed this spell for that purpose, but it appeared to be effective against demons as well.
The Orc General died with his eyes rolled up.
I put some distance and caught my breath.
Due to the drug I had taken, this was an all-out war with no limiter at play.
In terms of physical strength and mana, it was very taxing, but it also caused heavy damage to my body.
My proficiency in【Hyper Regeneration】had improved, and I was now capable of recovering 120 times faster, yet paradoxically speaking, it only amounted to that much.
It only granted me the ability to recover in 1 second instead of 120, or 2 minutes if you prefer.
If I kept using up my stamina and mana at an even faster rate, and continued to put the strain on my body, I would eventually find myself unable to move.
For a long while now, I had been overexerting myself so much my healing abilities couldn’t keep up.
Otherwise, I would’ve long since been a goner.
[This is the first time I have been killed without even knowing how it happened. So, are you finished yet?] (Orc General)
And of course, that guy came back to life.
I carefully observed the situation.
[…Who knows? If that’s what you think, then come and get me.] (Lugh)
I smiled faintly.
I tried many different ways to kill him.
And at the same time, I was observing him coming back to life in just as many ways. With Tuatha Dé’s eyes, that is.
I was trying to see through the mechanism of his immortality by observing the movement of his mana and his regeneration depending on how I killed him.
The books abstractly said that demons were personified by their power of existence, but I had no intention of taking it at face value.
There had to be some kinds of rules. If I could shed some light on them, I would be able to kill him.
…I really didn’t know when to quit.
I knew I would die if I didn’t do everything I could to make Epona stand up.
Which was why I’d also been trying to figure out a way to win on my own, and what to do in case even that led nowhere.
At this pace, I could only keep fighting for 50 seconds, and if I let my guard down even a little, I would die, so I had to keep it up.
In the end, it seemed I had no choice but to resort to my very last tactic.
Said tactic was to use what little energy I had left to withdraw, conceal my presence and hide while I healed myself.
Then I would return to the academy, take Dia and Talt with me, and we would get out of here.
I could pull this off if I took action within the next 20 seconds.
Only ten seconds left…
[I’m guessing you are up to something. Please entertain me some more.] (Orc General)
With the expression of a hunter arbitrarily hunting his prey, he approached to strike me with his iron club like he didn’t know any better.
The time was up. If I managed to dodge this, I would run away.
I anticipated the trajectory of his club.
However, I didn’t even need to dodge his attack anymore.
[Lugh, I now understand how strong you are.] (Epona)
Because Epona received the iron club blow that was directed at me.
No matter how much power the Orc General put into it, she stood completely still.
[You’re strong. Still, you can’t handle me and my power… But you might be able to kill me. So promise me one thing: if I ever become a monster, kill me. If you can promise me that, then I will use my power.] (Epona)
‘If I ever become a monster, kill me’, she said…
I had to repress a smile.
Because I intended to do just that from the beginning.
…I wanted to find a way to keep Epona from becoming the enemy of mankind, and if I couldn’t, then I would kill her. Such was my plan.
What I had to do didn’t change.
[Are you sure you can afford to have a chit-chat in front of me…!?] (Orc General)
Another iron club appeared from out of nowhere, and the Orc General swung it down.
Epona was hit on the top of her head… and the iron club shattered.
[Oh, shut up.] (Epona)
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