210 – Praise The Lord (6)
Blood gushing from Theo’s body stained the blade of Oswald’s ax red.
Oswald laughed maniacally.
“hahahaha, finally got it right! How is it. Does your whole body tingle?”
“·······.”
Theo looked up at Oswald with a calm face. It was a nonchalant appearance that could not be imagined for a person with a large ax stuck in his shoulder.
Seeing that, Oswald’s brow furrowed.
“Oh, it’s a real poison, poison. Not like a child of a noble family. As I said before, I will never kill you.”
To take down Theo again, Oswald tried to pull out the ax stuck in his shoulder.
“Until I beg you to kill me, you trample me every single day—how are you?”
But the ax was not drawn. The ax blade seemed to have taken root and showed no signs of being pulled from Theo’s shoulder.
That means only one thing. Theo arbitrarily contracted the muscles in his shoulder and grabbed the ax blade.
“hahahaha, it’s really fun, it’s fun. I’ve seen a lot of people who have gone crazy in my life, but I’ve never seen such an idiot. Even if I killed as few as I could with this axe, there would be 500 of them, but there has never been anything like this…”
Oswald stared at Theo with a smirk as if he was dumbfounded.
Still, Theo’s eyes were unchangingly calm. He must have been feeling the pain, judging from the constant tingling in his axe-holding hand.
Said Oswald.
“Yeah, it feels good. Ask for it to be removed Then I’ll take it out right away.”
“Have you ever seen a human compromise with a bastard?”
Theo muttered. It was an ugly situation in which red blood flowed from his shoulder and soaked his entire upper body, but his figure was somehow elegant.
A detached attitude to accept death in a situation where even soaking your pants with urine would not be enough.
If he had been coaxed this far, I expected him to say at least one word to ask for help, but what he got back was still a sarcastic remark of contempt.
This is not at all what an academy first year student would look like.
Oswald felt fear for a moment at that straight momentum.
If you give time to such a monster, I’m sure it will become a great threat in the future.
‘Thank you, God.’
Thankfully, you gave me a chance to kill this monster before it grows up.
Oswald looked at Theo and said.
“Yes. Keep leaning on your shoulders. Take one arm first!”
Since the ax still wouldn’t be drawn, Oswald tried to force it downward instead of pulling it out.
──At that time.
“Ke off, ke uh uh uh–!”
Oswald screamed and grabbed his head.
Confusion, fear, erosion, migraine, blindness, etc.
It was hit by all sorts of abnormal status magic.
“Mi, crazy… What kind of guys, what kind of guys are they! How dare you use abnormal status magic on me…!”
Oswald shouted in an angry voice.
Of course, Oswald had a rare constitution with high magic resistance from birth.
In addition to that, the artifact he is currently wearing is equipped with a function that blocks abnormal status magic up to a certain level per charge, up to 5 times.
Currently, there are at least 8 types of abnormal status magic applied to him, and they are very powerful. It means that there is a wizard nearby who is good at abnormal status magic and has at least 6 circles.
As soon as Theo checked Oswald struggling in front of his eyes, he pulled out the ax from his shoulder.
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Blood spurts out of the wound that had been blocked by voluntarily applying strength to the muscles.
‘I have to stop the bleeding first.’
Theo pulled out the handkerchief he always carried from her bosom. The handkerchief was also soaked in blood, but this was not the case.
After completing the hemostasis, quickly scan the surroundings to determine the current situation.
The audience seems to have already escaped, and the seats are empty.
‘Who cast the magic on Oswald…’
Even in this work, Oswald ignores all abnormal state magic, but he was put in such a state.
‘There is no way to know.’
Anyway, I can’t figure it out right now, so I’ll skip this for now.
Then hostages. No personnel have died yet.
Locke, instructors, and Piel have overcome their inferiority and are fighting a group of 31 armed men.
Fortunately, it seems to have been successfully blocked without any casualties. Now all you have to do is hold out until the escaped spectators call in reinforcements.
“After.”
Before that, there’s something I need to do.
Theo held Oswald’s ax in his right hand. And then, spaghetti struck Oswald’s head.
Oswald’s scream echoed at the same time.
“Ku, cuaaa!”
However, while being enchanted with abnormal status, Oswald avoided Theo’s axe.
The ax severed Oswald’s left arm below the elbow instead of his head.
Theo frowned.
‘As expected, his blood-generating ability is working.’
Oswald’s ability to form blood is [Sense of Danger].
Only a few times a day, it can detect death threats. It is a fraudulent quality that works automatically without being conscious of it.
‘······We have to step back.’
Theo immediately backstepped away from Oswald.
Oswald originally had high magic resistance, so even if he was afflicted with abnormal status magic, he quickly escaped. Added to the pain of having his left arm amputated, he’d come to his senses sooner.
Even Oswald, who is missing one of his arms, is no match for him.
“This bastard——! Everything I’ve said so far is cancelled. Even if I die, I will kill you!”
As expected, Oswald, who came to his senses immediately, let out a spirit close to a scream and rushed at Theo.
There was no way to resist the animal-like speed that increased several times faster than before.
Oswald’s strong hand grabbed Theo’s wrist and took the ax from him.
Wedge liquid——!
An ax grazes over Theo’s head.
Oswald didn’t stop, and immediately kicked Theo hard with his right foot.
The kick sent Theo flying more than 5 meters and tumbling across his floor.
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Fortunately, he managed to lift his right arm to protect his face, but the right arm that was holding the shield was broken.
With this, both arms can no longer be used.
But there is no time to moan in pain. Oswald is already running. This distance is reached in less than half a second.
“Look now!”
As Oswald reached Theo and tried to chop down his axe.
Chaeeng——!
A single sword came between Theo and Oswald.
The owner of the sword was Piel.
“·······It was hard. Leave it to me now.”
Piel gave a brief glance at Theo, who was spread out behind him, and then charged Oswald.
Theo, who noticed her movements, nodded her head thoughtfully.
‘Fortunately, the [Competition] Was activated.’
Then it’s safe.
The Shalong family’s unique ability [Competition] Is a characteristic that greatly improves all stats and characteristics when the person recognizes that they are in an emergency.
Since the minimum value to be improved is twice the previous value, it is also evaluated as a morale characteristic in this work.
If it was Piel in the matchmaker mode, he would be able to take care of Oswald alone until reinforcements arrived.
‘······Anyway, she lost a lot of blood, so she’s sleepy.’
Oswald was held without a dead hostage, the wound was stopped bleeding, and Piel in matcher mode was in front of him.
Well, I was hurt a lot, but it seems to have worked out as planned.
······Let’s close our eyes for a while.
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Near the entrance to the special performance stage.
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“Heo-eok, hee-eok…! I-over there, Miss Claire!”
Alps, who was running at full speed, pointed at the center of the stage with her finger. She had people at her fingertips fighting in full swing.
Claire nodded.
“Yes, I see. Don’t come any closer, wait.”
Claire pulled out the huge greatsword from her back and ran towards the stage.
Alps looked at the stage with nervous eyes.
‘Te, Theo should be safe…’
As soon as Theo broke the purple barrier and ran towards Oswald, Alps ran nonstop toward the [Cult of Light]. Because she was the only place where there was even a little bit of her odds of helping her.
Rather than trusting the confused audience, I believed in myself as Theo told me. Because that was the fastest way to call in reinforcements.
So, thank God, something happened.
Inside the [Cult of Light], There was Claire, the strongest person he knew.
So, among the escaped spectators, the Alps called in reinforcements the fastest.
Alps looked at the stage with anxious eyes.
Claire was doing his sword dance, wielding a greatsword bigger than her.
‘I’d like to help, but…’
A strong person like Claire fights, but when a weak person like herself intervenes, it becomes a hindrance.
Now I have no choice but to pray that Claire will save Theo.
While praying, Alps felt strange.
“Uh, uh…?”
I ran nonstop for that long distance, but I am no longer short of breath. Normally, it would be normal to hold on to your wobbly legs and gasp for at least 10 minutes.
Slowly.
Alps looked down at his legs. Both legs were wrapped in light.
With an intense light that has never been emitted before.
This novel sure like making MC suffer a lot