I’m the Only One With a Different Genre - I’m the Only One With a Different Genre chapter 90

90 – Attacking while we were talking! How cowardly!

The child was trembling in one of the bathroom stalls. Lian quickly took care of the child and brought them outside. At the same time,

Kwagwagwang!!!

Another loud noise echoed.

“Keep running and look ahead! You can meet the kids up ahead!”

“aaah!”

The child, tears streaming down their face, started running forward quickly. They seemed too overwhelmed by fear to look around. Ignoring the child who ran like crazy towards the group that had gone ahead, I looked towards the forest where perception-distorting magic was cast.

Crack!

Hearing the sound once again, I tilted my ear and stepped into the forest.

“I’ve been hearing all the loud noises from the headquarters. Most of the kids will be there today because of an internal meeting. I have to go save them!”

As I silently called my magic sword, the back of my hand glowed a deep red. The moment a drop of blood flowed from my hand and touched the ground, a red circle with a diameter of about 2 meters formed around me.

The blood that gushed out from the circle engulfed me and flowed downwards. When the blood completely drained, I was dressed in a much more splendid uniform than before, holding out my magic sword.

The magic sword emitted a red aura, exuding a dangerous feeling.

“How long have I been waiting for this day… Ahh, it’s been such a long wait.”

For three years, the magic sword had to suppress its hobby of knocking down and gaining admiration by living a peaceful life shuttling between the main and branch headquarters.

It was fortunate that Lian had the blood of the Pyrado; otherwise, the magic sword would have gone wild, searching for a new contractor.

Suppressing and repressing such desires, the magic sword was in a state of showing off its splendor to the fullest.

“…Why did it become so splendid?”

The appearance of the magic sword was so splendid that it reminded Lian of the scenes of the main protagonist or magical girls transforming, making their expression uneasy.

“No! It’s still not enough! I want something ordinary yet splendid, monotonous yet dynamic! That kind of feeling is lacking!”

Lian gave up trying to understand the words of the magic sword, sporting a pretentious smile.

Crack!

“…Not now!”

At the sound that came again, Lian quickly regained their composure and started running towards the main headquarters. With a light kick on the ground, their body shot forward at an incredible speed.

Ta-at!

“What?!”

My posture was thrown off by the unexpected speed. I managed to hold onto a sturdy tree to prevent myself from falling.

“What, what’s going on?”

[hehehe. This is all thanks to my excellent skills as Gargantua!]

As I listened to the rambling words, I learned that the elegant suit not only functioned as clothing but also provided various buffs.

After hearing that, I realized that my senses had become more sensitive than before.

“Ugh… it might take a little time to get used to this.”

Just like when I almost stumbled forward while running, I tried to move without thinking and felt like I was spinning on the ground. I lightly jumped in place, ran forward gently, and then stepped back repeatedly.

After a few repetitions, I became somewhat accustomed to the strength. Since I was in a hurry, I immediately jumped into the forest.

Ssshh.

A white mist began to settle around me. Since I had a passage pass, I was able to move forward without getting lost.

In a state where even my reflexes had improved, I gracefully avoided the trees that seemed to be getting closer as I ran and crossed through the forest. When I reached about halfway through the forest…

“…!”

[They’re coming!]

Lian immediately understood the words of the dark sword that had cut through everything and stopped walking. Beyond the white mist, someone was approaching.

[Enemies… are coming!]

The dark sword exclaimed with an excited voice. The mist gently dispersed, revealing bright sky-blue hair in my line of sight. A man with fierce eyes scanned Lian up and down and spoke.

“Are you the boss?”

“Yes?”

In response to the unexpected words, Lian blurted out in a surprised voice. The man casually tossed and caught the transit pass in his hand, repeating his words.

“The black-hearted one who annihilated the Deviatan organization and played with the underworld as if it were in the palm of his hand.”

“…?”

“The slaughterer Lian, who even brought down the Colosseum of the Four Kings, am I right?”

“…??”

For Lian, who had spent three years shuttling between the annex and the main building, refraining from going out, these words were incomprehensible. Just as he was about to say that someone must have mistaken him for someone else, a sudden recollection of information about the Deviatan organization came to his mind.

“Come to think of it, was it because of the gag filter that I…an…nihilated them? But apart from that, it’s all misinformation! Playing with the underworld? Black-hearted?”

A hollow laugh burst out at the absurd rumor.

“I can only assume that someone framed me or that the rumors spread strangely.”

Confusion swirled in Lian’s head at Fortencian’s words, but gradually his thoughts settled, finding stability. Lian tried to articulate his organized thoughts, but Fortencian was quicker than that.

“Well, it’s not really an important story, to be honest.”

Fortencian revealed his sharp teeth and lightly scratched his chin with his index finger. Then, he leaned forward, lowering his body, and extended his right hand to the side.

Swoosh.

As if waves were crashing around his palm, seawater surged up. When the surging waves took shape, a spear with an aquamarine hue was created.

“What?! Copyright infringement!”

The modern words that Lian had casually thrown out every time the sword drank blood echoed as it whined.

“Oh my! Even swords have a sense of morality!”

Hearing the sword’s strange protest, Lian felt a release of tension.

“Hmm, come to think of it, was there any need for me to be tense?”

As he recalled the Deviatan annihilation incident that had come to mind a moment ago, even the remaining tension evaporated. Seeing Lian’s relaxed demeanor, Fortencian’s expression turned cold.

“Heh, make that stupid face crumple!”

[Partner! We can’t lose either! Hurry up and say a cool line -….]

Snap!

Before Potensien could finish speaking, he rushed towards Lian and slashed diagonally across his chest. Thanks to the buff, Lian’s reflexes had become several times faster, allowing him to deflect the attack by swinging his sword.

Potensien took two steps back, surprised by Lian’s strength.

[Impudent! Attacking without even listening to the opponent’s lines!]

The sword seemed to be furious, emitting a terrifying aura. At the same time, it began to move on its own. Lian did not resist the sword’s movements.

Once Lian found his proper stance, Potensien burst into laughter.

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“heheheheh! Alright, let’s fight properly!”

Potensien charged forward with a fierce expression.

***

Gargandoa had killed thousands, even tens of thousands – perhaps even more – of living beings. As Gargandoa absorbed more blood, he became stronger, to the point where only the Dragon Lord could stop him.

And yet, Gargandoa had obtained a partner named Lian, who seemed to have an infinite supply of blood. It wasn’t that the quality of the blood was decreasing either. Gargandoa had been feasting on that blood every day for over three years.

Having consumed hundreds, even thousands of people’s worth of blood in a single day, Gargandoa had become so strong that even the Dragon Lord would be no match for him.

“Ugh, damn it….!”

It was only natural for Potensien to be rolling on the ground in a complete mess.

“They’re on a different level.”

Potensien vomited blood and struggled to lift his gaze to look at Lian. Lian stood firm, without a single hair out of place, clearly displaying the gap in their abilities.

With great effort, Potensien gritted his teeth, slammed his spear into the ground, and managed to stand up.

“Me, collapsing in a place like this? Me, who’s destined to become the king?”

Potensien had set his sights on the position of the Demon King, who serves “that person” beyond the Four Kings. Unable to become the Demon King, and even facing a situation where he would die like a wretch in the hands of a human, Potensien couldn’t hide his anger.

The whites of his eyes began to turn a dark red.

“Heh, heh… There’s no way I’ll fall in a place like this!”

As his angry words continued, his momentum began to change. A crimson energy spread like a storm around him. The demon sword licked its tongue while looking at Potensien.

[Looks like he’s going berserk. What an idiot.]

“Berserk?”

[It means that his power goes into overdrive due to blinded rage. He can use twice as much power, but in return… his mind and body will be completely destroyed.]

Recognizing the cliché situation that she had seen somewhere before, Lian immediately understood the situation.

“So, it’s dangerous, right?”

[Even if he becomes stronger, a bug is still a bug.]

Hearing the arrogance in the words of the demon sword, Lian felt relieved. She should have realized it then. The sword’s statement was a “cliché statement”!

“Kill them all, kill them all!”

Kuhahahahahah!

A storm of crimson energy erupted from Potensien’s body, and his body began to transform in a bizarre way.

Demon wings sprouted from his back, and his skin beneath his eyes split open, revealing two new eyes. His forehead also split open, and a large eye appeared.

The mist was scattered and disappeared due to the swirling wind. The illusion magic circle shattered due to the strong magic.

In that moment, Lian opened her eyes wide and looked up at Potensien.

“Ah.”

Silently, a spear of aquamarine light flew towards her, shimmering beneath her nape. It was too late for her to realize.

Puh-wook!

The window plunged into the abdomen in slow motion. The spear that pierced the abdomen popped out from the back. As Lian staggered and vomited blood, Potensien burst into laughter.

“hahahahaha! Don’t blame me for being weak!”

Before he finished speaking, Lian calmly replied.

“Cough, cough… Oh, come on… My clothes are ruined.”

“!?”

With a composed expression, he pulled the handle of the spear and easily slipped out. Potensien’s face, which had been full of confidence, turned pale.

“T-This can’t be…”

The residents of the comedy world are a species that can come back to life the next day even if their bodies are divided into a hundred pieces.