I Became the Snow Woman I Made - I Became the Snow Woman I Made chapter 69

69 – Invasion of the Lord’s House (4)

A fish-man princess who fell in love with a prince.

She said that her sunlight was fatal to her, so their trysts always took place at night.

One day, the prince went to the sun god to formally embrace her, and by signing a contract with her… It was about that time that I had read a somewhat familiar story, ‘The Adventures of the Little Siren’. .

What kind of man appeared in front of my eyes?

“·······.”

A man in a very disturbing black robe.

He had been talking nonsense until just now, and he was standing there in a cold sweat.

The werewolf Fricke and the trustworthy Yetis surrounded him.

“What are you?”

I put down the book and opened my mouth.

It was a particularly cold tone.

“What?”

“·······.”

The man did not answer.

He just rolls his eyes and makes a gesture of examining something.

Annoyed, I summoned my magic.

“Answer-“

“I am Behelak, the seven apostles!”

That was the moment.

The figure of the man who shouted collapsed.

After an opaque disappearance like a chameleon’s camouflage, eventually.

A crowd came from behind me.

“Die!”

“!”

“If four years are gone, everything can be undone!”

Strange and awesome abilities.

I didn’t even have time to think before activating the halo.

aaah—!

The power to oppress the unclean aimed at Behelak.

“Ahhhhh!”

He closed his eyes and withdrew.

An obvious gap. I tried to continue the attack, but I didn’t have to.

-Let’s get rid of the hot guy!

-Don’t bully Quilly!

This is because the freekes rushed right in and poured out an onslaught. The guys bit the enemy with the wolf’s jaws and hit the snowflake magic.

“Kuk, keuuk! These are…!”

However, as he introduced himself, Behelak was not an easy guess as to whether he was a member of the Seven Apostles.

He endured the attacks of the freekes, who had low lethality, and looked for an opportunity to counterattack.

Soon, the moment the opportunity arrived, he raised his mighty mana.

However, his ambition was not realized.

Because a huge fist was swung right away.

Quaang! Puck-

“···Cheuk!”

Behelak, distracted, couldn’t respond, and was pinned to the wall.

A platoon of Yeti pounced on him as he fell and beat him.

“Ah! Billion! Ugh! Ahh!”

Frenzied punching without mercy.

He was beaten rhythmically.

My blank eyes watched the mass lynching.

Then all of a sudden.

“Oops! Kuck! Gagging… Kuk!”

Behelak drooped.

It doesn’t move like a machine with a dead battery.

“… Are you dead?”

That was when I muttered it.

An unpleasant energy surged through him, and his corpse wriggled.

─────!

A phenomenon we have seen before, becoming a dead man.

Soon, the ‘space ghoul’ began to take on a disgusting shape… And I stretched out my ringed hand.

“Please don’t wait.”

Three slots filled with blue.

Stored ice spears floated in the air.

“I knew this would happen.”

I didn’t expect to use it so quickly.

Breathe out a cold breath and aim.

Tuaaak——!

The three spears that were ejected immediately aimed at the ghoul’s head, chest, and stomach.

The guy who just woke up had no time to escape.

“Gone. Disgusting.”

─aaa! Keck!

Before he could prepare, the dead, who had been pierced through vital points, let out a desperate cry.

That wasn’t the end.

After a belated yeti’s fist pierced his face, the beating started again for a while.

─·······!

Behelak sublimated into mere ashes without ever opening his eyes.

I watched the scene and looked around at the spirits.

“Good job.”

Those words came from the heart.

It was a formidable opponent, but thanks to that, I won easily.

They shrugged their shoulders proudly as if they were happy with my praise.

“…But the seven apostles.”

It was not something to be fooled around with.

Did the Dark Saints’ Association, which has lost momentum recently, invade this far without giving up?

“There is no possibility that he crossed the ice mountain range alone and came all the way here… Out of personal malice.”

Because they always come in droves.

A sigh welled up from the base.

“Haa······.”

Annoying.

But they don’t know what they’ll do if left alone.

I had to save it as quickly as possible, so I kicked off my chair and got up.

“Get ready. We’ll go together.”

A cold order not to listen to objections.

The spirits vigorously nodded.

***

In the middle of the snowfield.

A blood-splattering battle for the first time in thousands of years.

Each person’s anger and stubbornness dyed the snowfield red, but that too has come to an end.

The endless number of dead soldiers is already immeasurable, and Adain was the only member of the death squad that maintained their intelligence.

“… That’s disastrous.”

In the middle of the battlefield, he murmured regretfully. It was the voice of his self, who intuited his own destiny.

“This is my grave…”

Immediately after enlightenment.

I wonder if the sky was also determined to take his breath away.

The sword of the god of death passed through Adain’s throat.

Shayaak─ Kung!

The head engraved with pain falls,

The black knight stood on the spot and spread the corpse.

─────!

Even with terrible mutations, that nonchalant gaze does not waver. The ‘whirlwind ghoul’ that arose soon ran away shuddering even though it lost its reason.

The place of refuge was the front line where the more easygoing people were seated.

Nel Sartilla, who was struggling, shouted as he stopped the invading ghoul.

“Wait, wait! Crazy. What is this!”

“·······.”

Chandrapale, who watched her quietly, shook her sword and looked away.

Just in time, one step came to a stop.

“······Sword Demon.”

Duwade wearing white armor and holding a bloodstained mace.

Even the black knight knew who he was.

“Paladin. Were you there too?”

“······I gave up that title. Now I’m just a normal Crusader.”

“Whoa.”

It was a pretty amazing sound.

Chandrapale asked intrigued.

“Not a paladin? Then what should I call it?”

“I’m in charge of the castle’s caterer now.”

“…Hmm?”

His head tilted.

Even at that moment, the annoying cries of the dead pierced my ears.

Suddenly, Duway asked a question.

“Do you still intend to harm Quilière?”

“·······.”

As if it was an important question, the Crusader’s voice shone with heat. The black knight closed his mouth for a moment and pondered.

He still didn’t know exactly why he had come looking for her.

However, I was able to answer that question with certainty.

“No.”

“Okay then.”

He may not know anything else, but he is not a person to speak of. Duway reaped his hostility.

The light of the eyes shining through the helmet looked at the battlefield.

“There are too many annoying things. You can help me too.”

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“…That’s amazing. You’re asking me for help.”

Contrary to what the horse said, Chandrafale didn’t look too surprised.

He muttered in a gentle tone.

“Regardless of your request, I intend to annihilate the dead.”

“Thank you. Then—”

“But I’m a foodie. I don’t need your help. Stay away.”

“·······?!”

After saying that, the black knight rushed straight to the center of the battlefield.

Chow!

A single blow.

The martial arts of killing five or six people with one sword were still unapproachable.

Duwade shook his head and swung his mace again.

Kwaak-!

A head that shatters at the same time as the gong sound.

Not only the two of them, but also the performance of the others was phenomenal.

“Die! Die you ugly bastard!”

[Sleep forever. You ungodly people…!]

Nel and Mishra, Duwade and Chandrafail.

Even the giant Sasquatch.

Each one was a giant enough to upset the adventurer industry several times, and the number of dead soldiers decreased steeply.

─────!

The downfall of a secret society that has been infamous for a long time.

The death squad was defeated, and today the Dark Saints would disappear into the dark side of history.

It was already certain, but the dead who lost human wisdom just fought and fought.

Quaaa!

The fierce gale summoned by Matren, the ghoul of the wind, was shattered by the Silver Dragon King’s breath.

The bodies of the dead, strengthened by Zehak, the ghoul of instigation, were torn apart by the giant’s kick, and Nell’s blood method countered the secret technique of Adain, the ghoul of the whirlpool.

Queueek——!

Kyaaagh——!

The pincers of the Frost Giant and the White Dragon King defeated Matren, and Zehak was killed by the onslaught of the former Paladin and the Black Knight.

The only survivor is Adain.

He rushed towards Jinjo, who was isolated.

“······!”

The time when the startled Nell burst into bloody tricks.

The rushing spear of ice pierced the ghoul’s forehead.

Kkeek ──!

Adain, who vomited black blood, fell backwards.

“…Uh.”

It was a familiar technique.

Nell’s eyes hurriedly turned around, and the characteristic fluttering hair was reflected in Nell’s retinas.

Quilière.

She stood with dozens of wolves, Yeti… And an army of spirits.

Cold eyes swung around.

However, the situation was already over.

To be precise, her last hit ended the war.

I was definitely prepared for a rough day.

Everyone’s eyes were on her in the place where the traces of her fierce battle were prevalent.

“······· Huh?”

Quilière just shook her head curiously.

***

The situation is over.

I didn’t do anything, but it was sorted out anyway.

The first floor of the Snow Castle is back.

The first person to notice the attack on the Saints Church was Duway, so I thanked him.

“Good job.”

Words that don’t sound like thank you at all.

Dew Wade bent his back with the momentum to kneel again.

“To hear such a thing from Mr. Quilière…! It’s nothing but condescending!”

“Hmm.”

He certainly didn’t seem like a bad kid.

It’s dignified… It’s a little burdensome, but it seemed like a good thing to have as a diner.

“I will engrave today in my mind! Conviction Duweid, if it has been of any help to you-“

“Stop it and get out.”

For some reason, he has a knack for making goosebumps grow whenever he speaks. This was the only downside.

As soon as he left the field of discussion, Nell and Mishra came next.

“You guys did a good job too.”

I didn’t think much of it, but somehow it was created. They smiled wryly.

“hehehe. Well, with this much.”

“Keuheum. Big. It’s nothing special.”

“…Mmm.”

The two went back satisfied with my words that didn’t sound like compliments.

For some reason, it seemed like cognitive dissonance would come.

“·······.”

No problem so far.

However, the most important person remained.

Heavy footsteps pressed down the hallway.

“Am I next?”

The Black Knight, Chandra Pale.

I made it, but to put it bluntly, it was a reunion with him that was nothing short of bad luck.

Shine flowed from his signature pitch-black armor.

I said in a nonchalant tone.

“It’s still an unpleasant armor.”

“You feel bad? Why?”

“Well, maybe the color is the problem. Why don’t you change to white like Duwade?”

I pointed out something bluntly.

Strangely, unlike before, the black knight did not show any sudden action.

I calmly took off my armor.

I wondered if he had changed a bit, but I erased my expectations from the words that followed.

“That sounds ridiculous. That color doesn’t suit me.”

A firm tone.

That assertion was still him.

I laughed and returned to the main topic.

“Chandra Pale.”

“Tell me.”

“What brought you to the snowfield?”

He is a person who shouldn’t be here.

Actually, there was only one possibility, and I guessed his answer even after asking.

“Why did you come here…”

“Yeah. I don’t think I’ll be talking about monsters again.”

My suspicions were denied by the black knight’s small nod.

Eventually, the words vomited were exactly as expected.

“Quillier. I’m here to see you.”