Episode 24 – Siruntel Demon Lord (1)
24. Ciruntel Demon Lord (1)
The chimera, which had lost all its tentacles, was no different from a large snake.
Of course, he was a very large snake, the size of a building, but to Leon, the large monster was not much of a threat.
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Phew!
With an eerie plosive sound.
The chimera, whose forehead was deeply pierced by a sword, turned gray and disappeared.
“””······.”””
Leon grinned at the cadets who were looking at him with their mouths wide open.
‘Okay.’
Completing the second form of Jecheon Geombeop was an encouraging achievement.
‘At this level, I can go ‘there’ and leave comfortably.’
* · * *
A dark interior with dark red light shining outside the window.
Numerous chairs surrounding a black round table.
Only two men were sitting in the spacious conference room.
“······Wait a minute.”
Suddenly.
Among them, one man frowned and stopped talking.
Bright red skin all over, highly raised eyebrows.
Two horns that extend in zigzags like a thunderbolt.
Valcansus, the Great Demon of Anger, growled, revealing his sharp teeth.
“Magias is dead.”
“······What?”
The man sitting in front of him questioned his words as if he could not believe them.
Pale skin, two black, sunken eyes.
One side of the face, which is divided exactly in half, is made up of only bones.
The horns, which were rolled up like a twist, were grotesquely twisted.
Kryptos, the great evil of fear, asked Balkansus again.
“How on earth did he die?”
“Wait and see! “Because I’m watching!”
After Balkansus vented his anger and silenced Kryptos.
I looked back at Magias’ memories just before he died.
“This is Middle Earth, right? “What on earth are you doing running around in Middle Earth?”
Valcansus shouted when he saw the great sword piercing Magias’ chest.
“Bergov!”
“Bergov!? “He found Magias?”
“That can’t be possible… How could that idiot…”
At that time.
In Magias’ field of vision, there was a glimpse of a black-haired boy stomping down on a human who had been transformed into a demon.
“I see…!”
Balcanthus immediately grasped the situation.
“This guy, Bergov, got help from humans. “The descendants of Magias were looking for the moment to summon Magias to Middle Earth.”
“Even so, both of us are in spiritual form… No, it would be possible with Bergoff.”
Kryptos, recalling Bergov’s authority, nodded his head in agreement.
Balcanus, who understood the situation, became even more angry.
“Why on earth did you help that guy when he wasn’t even one of Bergoff’s relatives?”
Once you become a great devil, you can understand a certain level of magical energy just by looking at the opponent.
Bergoff’s power was not felt at all from that black-haired human.
“To search in vain like that… “I’m really angry…”
Hot steam began to leak out of Balkansus’ nose and mouth.
As his anger rose, his slim body gradually swelled and the chair he was sitting on became cramped.
“Losing Magias is quite painful. If this happens, there will be a setback in the ‘attack’.”
Kryptos spoke calmly in an indifferent tone.
“Damn it!”
Boom!
Vulcan Suss couldn’t control his anger and broke the table in front of him in half.
“Now that Magias is gone, there are a lot of things that need to be adjusted. “I’ll just go now.”
It seems familiar.
Kryptos looked at the scene with a calm gaze, bowed briefly, and then disappeared in a puff of smoke.
“aaa!!!”
Boom! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Vulcan Xus, who was still angry, kicked and threw the chairs next to him.
Magias was one of the most important cards to him.
After studying magic for hundreds of years, his power to replace demonic energy and generate power was very useful.
Especially in today’s situation, his magic is needed even more.
A situation where everything was ruined because of one human who appeared out of nowhere.
It was difficult for Balkans to suppress his anger.
“······.”
Black hair, red eyes, frowning face.
With burning eyes, Balkansus clearly engraved the boy’s face in his mind.
* · * *
A week has passed since Leon beat stage 10 of the Phantom Monster Battle.
It was now time for the martial arts club students to conduct group combat training.
A group of 3 people, a group of 5 people, or all 25 people.
The instructors of each class were closely teaching how to deal with the enemy by forming a passing group according to the number of students.
Actually, this was also the evaluation content of the midterm exam.
Excluding Class A, the rest of the cadets did not know this yet.
Anyway.
Thursday.
Leon and the Class A cadets were heading to Welcome Tower No. 1 For afternoon classes again today.
In the distance, the martial arts club’s B class, G class, and J class could be seen entering tower number 1.
One tower is made up of 4 compartments and can be used by up to 4 teams.
The classes that use the tower during this time are always the same.
It’s only natural that we set up a timetable to avoid overlapping each other in the first place.
‘It’s time to start.’
Leon yawned and entered the training room.
Now, it was impossible to predict when the event would occur based on the original work.
Because the future has been distorted because of my existence.
‘I must have touched so many things. Also, you never know where a strange butterfly effect might occur.’
Still, it was certain that something that would happen would happen someday.
“Today’s training is conducted in the same way as yesterday. “Let’s focus on fixing the disappointing parts that I pointed out yesterday.”
Cheren spoke to the 25 cadets who entered the training room.
The training they will do from now on is a type of combat simulation.
Instead of creating a three-dimensional hologram like in the Phantom Monster Battle, the battle is carried out directly by transferring to another space.
Obulius, a virtual field created by great wizards by twisting dimensions and space.
This is training to deal with monster waves that appear there at regular intervals.
Because of the very high quality.
Excluding actual combat, it is evaluated as one of the most effective training methods.
Preparation time before transfer to the field.
Leon snapped his neck and spoke to his cadets.
“Let’s try to break a new record today.”
“Yes!”
“I understand!”
“Good!”
Solid answers popped up from all over.
Now there was not a single cadet in Class A who did not follow Leon.
Pierre, who was so beaten a few weeks ago, is also burning with enthusiasm at Leon’s words.
“Let’s begin!”
The assistant’s cries spread out.
Wow!
The interior glowed blue, signaling the foreshadowing of warp magic.
Dude duh.
Magic circles pop out from everywhere.
The floor and walls shook slightly.
The cadets, who were already accustomed to it, relaxed, relaxed, chatted, and waited.
It was a time when everyone was so nervous.
Dismissal!
Fine sparks flying from one corner of the ceiling.
A flame so small and subtle that no one in the room can notice it.
However.
It was like a spark that fell into a powder keg.
That small scratch was enough for the elaborate and detailed circuit to collapse.
Pajik, Pajik! Hold it!
Sparks that started a chain reaction like dominoes spread out in all directions.
The flow stopped.
What was gathered together falls apart.
What was rising is falling.
The magic power that swirled throughout the space was distorted, causing hundreds of magics operated by the tower to collapse one after another.
Colorful magic comes out like a burst faucet.
A blinding light flickered on and off.
Quad-de-de-de-de-deuk!
The gentle vibration that felt like being on a rocking ferry boat has now turned into an earth-shaking earthquake.
It took only 3 seconds to get here.
“Why is this happening!?”
“I think something is wrong?”
But it was enough time to feel that something big had happened.
“What! “Stop right now!”
The great Cheren shouted to the instructor.
“No, it cannot be operated!”
However, the instrument panel that the teaching assistant was tapping frantically was already working.
“Oh my…!”
The moment Cheren raised her hand to her sword to destroy the entire door and glass wall.
Sparkle!
All of the cadets were swept away by strangely colored magic and disappeared.
* · * *
Is this what it would feel like if space were cut into pieces and scattered in the air?
In this place completely covered in darkness, the cut spaces were overturned, distorted, and stuck here and there like broken glass.
A strange and mysterious space.
Leon knew that this space was a temporary section due to an error in dimensional magic.
The final destination was not here.
“What, what!”
“What the hell is this place…?!”
The Class A cadets were in chaos.
Leon didn’t bother to calm them down because he knew that if he just stayed still, they would get out of here in no time.
Leon left the commotion behind and looked around him carefully.
The four classes in Tower 1 must have also been involved.
Because that was the original content.
At the top left, a group of cadets could be seen in confusion similar to this one.
Among the crowd, the faces of Billy, who looked slightly embarrassed, and Essabel, who was trying to calm the cadets down, were seen.
It was class B.
Sigh.
The ones on the bottom right are naked cadets without any weapons.
These were Class J, the only class in the martial arts club comprised of martial artists.
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What remains is Class G, a class made up of spear magicians.
Leon eagerly turned his head and looked for them.
‘Oh, is it over there…?’
Leon’s head stopped working for an instant.
Because in the distance, a girl with purple hair was standing blankly.
―Alone.
“Hey, you crazy!!!!!”
A roar like a train fire barrel came out of Leon’s mouth.
“Why are you alone!!!!!”
Did you hear that scream?
Or maybe it was just a coincidence.
“······?”
Celia’s eyes looked around her in confusion and found Leon.
Shrug.
She looked at Leon and lifted her shoulder once as if asking what was going on.
With a chic look as always.
“······.”
Leon felt deeply dizzy.
Kkulung.
The space shook once again, and the cadets began to teleport again.
Now these four groups are scattered.
You will fall into the center of the Siruntel Demon Land.
And.
Celia is left alone there without any of her companions.
“······.”
Leon thought that once the transfer was completed, he would start smoking at the beginning of the year.