85. I’m on a pilgrimage to the Holy Land.
But, of course, there was no way he would collapse that much. The silver devil’s body staggered in two parts, and soon the two parts that were separated stood upright on one leg.
Kudeudeuk. Bloke. No, an unpleasant sound echoed from their bodies. Silver metal soared from the cross section neatly cut by the holy sword. Soon, they split into two entities.
[What?]
Besides, the demon that ate him also seemed to have similar tendencies to my contractor. Taking advantage of the brief gap in which Cream was flustered, they split into two groups and began to act.
One transforms itself into a giant thorn barrier to block the path, while the other turns around and runs away. It’s blatant, but that’s why it’s more difficult to prevent.
Looking at it, it seems that they don’t even have the concept of a body… No matter how much Cream held the holy sword, he couldn’t shake off the devil at once. Well, I’m not worried about that.
“Where are you going!”
[□□, □!]
Just as the other one was about to run away, Choco, literally struck like a thunderbolt, tossed it. The guy’s body was crackling while wrapped in golden divine power.
And even the dagger-type holy sword in his hand. Of course, Choco had never trained in martial arts, so his skill with a dagger was clumsy.
However, the purpose of muffins was not as a weapon in the first place.
“Yap!”
A blow closer to punching than a dagger stabbing action. Choco clenched the handle of the muffin tightly and punched him. That crude attack directly hit the back of the demon’s head as it fled.
After all, demons are not affected by physical force. However, Choco is a saint of stars. The power of her higher law, which protects her, forces the events she has caused even to beings in the world behind her.
[□□□!]
Of course, the devil did not stand still either. The one who transformed himself into a barricade of thorns and the one who fell after being hit by Choco let out noisey screams at the same time and shot out thorns from all over the body.
Dozens of silver needles created by the transformation of the body aimed at the two and lifted their heads. But, of course, it was too shallow an attack.
Crime, who swung her sword three times in a row, cut off all the flying thorns, and Choco didn’t even think about avoiding it in the first place. The guy laughed madly and threw himself at the thorn.
“Ah! Ha ha ha! Ahahahahaha!”
······No, that guy seems to be starting to taste better. The thick, silvery thorns pierced Choco’s body. Choco, however, ignored her wound and plunged her dagger into her demonic face.
The silver demon struggles and tries to transform its body. But before that, Choco banged her fist on the handle of her dagger that I had driven into, like a carpenter hammering her nails.
Boom! Bang! Bang!
With her whole body pierced by thorns, she is striking metal with her bare hands, so there’s no way she’ll be fine. However, since the beastman’s regenerative power is added to the saint’s holy power, nothing can properly damage it.
No, I guess it’s closer to instantly regenerating damage. Choco seemed more monstrous than the demon that lay beneath her and nailed her skull.
[Ha, I don’t really like these savage fights.]
Apart from Muffin’s complaints, each time Choco struck the handle of the dagger, the blade dug deep into the devil’s head. Every time he strikes his fist, the cracks go away, and the devil’s body shrivels.
“Haaah!”
Shortly after, Choco, who was holding a pod with both hands, slammed his hand down with a roaring spirit. The moment the thunderbolts circulating between the pods exploded, unable to withstand the cumulative impact, the silver body was shattered.
[□ □□ □ □□ □□□!]
“Well, you grew up.”
Cream, who had been gazing at Choco happily while restraining the devil in front of her, finally began to act. Lightning flashed from the tip of the sword that Cream raised, perhaps imitating chocolate.
Her divine power was no less than that of Choco, the saintess of her star. The moment Cream swung her sword once, three golden traces were engraved in the air.
[□□□□□□-!]
That was the end. An electric current penetrates through the slicing plane of the demon torn into three parts. An overcharged current gushed out from inside and outside of it, followed by a bang.
Silver debris fell like rain. As expected, the devil did not have the concept of death, so even after being divided into small pieces, the remains wriggled and came together again.
Cream, who had been looking at it quietly, at some point drew the holy sword in the air. At the same time, the holy sword emitted a soft light and uttered a low mental wave.
[You go back to your world.]
And then, the string of laws that fixed the devil’s existence in the present world was finally severed. A demon is a being that cannot stay in the material world like a spirit.
The only thing holding them back in this world is the contractor’s magic and offerings. The moment that last piece was destroyed, the gnome lost all powers of influence on the surface and reverted to a disembodied phantom.
[This is why I hate demons.]
Even if it is destroyed, it will return to nothing, and there will be no harvest. But, well, when he was a human, he gave out information about this and that, so let’s just look at it.
It’s good to have achieved the original purpose of repairing myself, maybe even more, but only questions have increased. Even if I go back and ask Shirefen, she won’t tell me.
Well, I didn’t worry too much. In the end, whether we want it or not, clues will come to us on their own. As long as God exists, there is no such thing as true coincidence.
[Sure! Shall we go back?]
Well, let’s think about this painful thing later when the situation comes up. Because I am in the highest condition right now!
All the errands in the Sunset Mountains are over. Exploring this place further would be fun, of course, but now I’m starving for people.
With the next promise, we got out of the Sunset Mountains.
*
[Hmm, I didn’t expect this.]
Yes, it’s good to run fast and get out of the Sunset Mountains to avoid getting caught by the strange guys again.
“······Uh, master. Do you know where to go?”
We borrowed the power of the high elves and flew to the beginning of the Sunset Mountains by teleportation. It was nice to shorten the distance so much, but it was a problem when it was time to go back.
I don’t know where this is. The civilization of this world is just at the level of the Middle Ages, so there are no proper roads or signposts except for some passages around and connecting cities.
Besides, of course, Cream wasn’t familiar with the geography of the area, nor was he carrying around a map or compass. We are lost in the middle of the forest.
“Roughly.”
[What? How do you know?]
“Because there are no monsters here. Instead, a person, a presence.”
Even if it was a forest, there were almost no monsters near the city as soldiers and adventurers patrolled periodically. It was so safe, and there were many traces of people.
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Anyway, Cream doesn’t seem to feel something we don’t. Come to think of it, this guy was surprisingly good at finding his way, right? I have no choice but to trust you this time.
Since there was no other way, we started walking along the cream. Well, only Choco walked on his own feet, and the rest hung from his waist anyway.
[Really?]
“Did you believe me?”
[hahahaha. No, that’s not it I believed it, but it’s still amazing.]
Following the Crimean sidewalk, we left the forest and entered the sidewalk. Certainly, I could see a panoramic view of the city from far away. Of course, it wasn’t a place we had visited before.
The crest hanging on the bell tower in the city was unfamiliar. It seems that it is a city I have never been to, or even if I have visited once, I do not recognize it because the owner has changed.
In many ways, the atmosphere was different from the places I’ve been active in. Moderately secluded country estates, Hair and Teper. On the contrary, the splendid and prosperous free city of Robbins.
“Ha ha! What, are you still alive?”
“Speak bad words very much. Okay, how about a hearty drink after today?”
On the other hand, the city we visited this time had a completely different atmosphere. The scale was as large as Robbins, but the atmosphere was free and rough rather than strict.
In contrast to the thick gates, the walls are wide open, and people freely move between them without any checks. Most of them were mercenaries or swordsmen.
[Hey, where was this place anyway?]
I naturally inserted my mind wave among the crowd of mercenaries who were chattering in groups. As if misunderstanding that my colleague had asked a question, the mercenary who was eating the beef jerky replied bluntly.
“Have you lost your mind after entering the Sunset Mountains? This is Magnetoon.”
Magnetun, it seems to be the name of the city, right? I repeated the words in my mouth. I have never heard it before. However, I have never heard of a similar name.
Hundreds of years ago, before monsters infested the Sunset Mountains, several tribes of warriors lived on the peaks. And, among them, some tribes were defeated in the war and were driven out of the mountains.
A city I’ve heard about from my colleagues, but never been to. Magnet, a city founded by survivors of the fleeing Iron Tribe. Although, the owner of the city has changed now.
After hundreds of years, I finally arrived at my comrade’s hometown.