Only My Magic Levels Up - Chapter 39



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Devil’s Cradle (8)

The fog of the abyss touched by the devil causes temporary spatial distortion. Should we say that the characteristic of getting lost is maximized?

If the fog were simply thick, you could find a direction and grope your way forward, but in the fog of the abyss that is cleverly twisted, you might find yourself going in circles in the same spot or people right next to you disappearing, causing strange phenomena to occur.

However, this fear of fog is only a ‘temporary’ phenomenon that occurs when the devil exerts his power.

Especially in front of the priest who could purify the demonic power that was embedded in the fog itself, it was nothing more than a nuisance, an obstacle that could be overcome with just time.

“Damn it, so quickly······!”

Moritz clenched his teeth as he watched the lights getting closer.

The demon, who had to keep his ankles held by the fog as much as possible, was unable to come to his senses, so the time it took to break through was much faster than expected.

“I should have killed him from the beginning, without any attempts at persuasion or anything!”

“If anyone heard, they would think it was easy to kill me back then.”

Galen snickered as he watched Moritz explode with anger.

“But isn’t the devil’s performance a bit lacking? I thought Lord Moritz was originally made of gold. Did he not give it enough power before the sacrifice? Or is this all he received?”

“This… this little bastard!”

Moritz’s blood pressure was soaring, but what could he do? Galen’s magic was still going on during the conversation, so he had no choice but to be dragged along.

Eventually, the punitive force, unable to do anything, emerged from the fog and arrived at an empty lot.

Phaaaat!

Myra, who was leading the group from the front, held a staff made of light in her hand. The head of the staff glowed particularly brightly and pushed away the fog.

The sixth miracle, the miracle of light, was a condition for the appointment of a bishop.

Originally, when using the Holy Power, a soft light was emitted, but this was a completely different dimension from that, a kind of materialized light. It was the first time that Galen had seen it in person, having only heard about it.

“Brother Galen!”

Lilia, who was standing next to Myra, tried to run towards her, but stopped abruptly after taking a couple of steps.

Even she, who had an extremely positive mindset, couldn’t help but feel positive when she saw the mess that was the vacant lot.

After the punitive force appeared and Galen stopped attacking, Moritz also naturally stopped using magic, but until then, there was a popping sound and he felt hot and wet at the same time, so it was hard not to notice what was happening.

“You’re not trapped there, are you?”

“I locked myself up.”

“What the heck is going on?”

Myra’s expression and voice, which had been calming Lilia down by placing a hand on her shoulder, were stiffer than I had ever seen before.

“I heard that two people suddenly disappeared, so I ran as fast as I could. What is going on?”

“······I was attacked by Duke Galen.”

Moritz cut everything off and said that. Other than that, he had nothing else to say.

The punitive force included Kane and the majority of them were warriors belonging to the Burtain family, so it was a ploy to elicit some kind of reaction from them.

Anyone could see that the current situation was not normal. Since I didn’t know which of the two was going to leave, I couldn’t step forward rashly. Even Kane, who hated Galen, couldn’t open his mouth carelessly.

“You really are a hypocrite. Why did you leave out the fact that you were the one who set the fire first?”

Galen looked back at Myra and snorted.

“Don’t overthink it, Your Excellency. Prince Moritz made a pact with the devil, and I tried to involve him, but I couldn’t, so I tried to shut his mouth. The reason I couldn’t shut him is because of the current situation.”

“······Is that true, Lord Moritz?”

“The devil said earlier that if you make a contract, you won’t betray anyone.”

Galen reached out and tapped the wall of water. The spirit stopped attacking.

“Khuuuu······.”

The demon, who had been continuously being tormented by the water cannon, barely managed to regain his balance in the water hole. Galen glanced at the demon and continued speaking.

“I’ve been beating up the devil to death. I’ll give you my turn, so why don’t you start some fire, Prince Moritz?”

“······.”

Moritz remained silent in response to Galen’s direct request to prove it with actions, as words were unnecessary.

The suspicion that one has made a pact with the devil is the greatest insult to an innocent person. It would be normal to be indignant upon hearing it and immediately crush the devil a hundred times.

As his silence grew longer, the mood in the room grew increasingly heavy.

“father!”

Unable to bear it any longer, Kane shouted.

“Please speak frankly! That dog’s barking is dog barking!”

Even though Kane was a self-willed and arrogant person, it was because of that that he could not accept the reality that his father had made a contract with the devil. His pride, which had turned into arrogance, came from his pride in his family and head of the household.

Kane was the only one who shouted on behalf of others, but others felt the same way.

“······.”

But Moritz never opened his mouth.

Myra let out a faint sigh and asked softly.

“Prince Moritz, how could someone as smart as you have joined hands with the devil? You couldn’t have not known what the outcome would be.”

“Khuh …

It wasn’t Moritz who exploded, but the devil. He seemed to be doing quite well after being held back a little.

“That’s why the servants of God are called boring. They talk nonsense without knowing anything!”

“Shut your mouth, you dirty devil.”

Myra’s eyes, which had been slightly filled with sympathy when she saw Moritz, immediately turned murderous.

“You’ve been a dirty rag, and yet your tongue is still alive. Should I pull that cunning thing out right now?”

“I am telling you the truth, you foolish servant. How can you sympathize with the suffering of a person who belongs to the devil, when you are just a parrot and keep repeating your prayers?”

The giggling demon finally glared at Galen with sharp eyes.

“My only mistake was that the damned young wizard was not mature enough to suffer. He was too foolish to even perceive the true meaning of my words.”

“It wasn’t that you were smart?”

Galen tilted his head at the demon’s growl.

“Do all wizards fall for the devil’s word? Then they wouldn’t have brought wizards into the cradle at all. There may be some reason for those who couldn’t resist temptation, but it’s ridiculous to hear people say that those who resisted were foolish.”

“That is very true. You filthy devil, shut your stinking mouth and go straight to hell. It is all over.”

Myra shouted. Then the demon burst into rage again.

“It’s over? No, not yet. It won’t be over until you’re all dead!”

The demon raised his right hand. His sharp, claw-like fingers quickly fell down.

Phew!

The devil’s hand accidentally pierced my heart.

Unlike Galen, who was just blankly staring at her, wondering what the hell she was doing, Myra’s expression changed significantly.

Wedge!

The staff of light in her hand quickly pierced through space at a terrifying speed.

Phew!

The body of the demon at the end of the trajectory was also pierced. The power contained was so strong that the body of the demon flew away and was caught in chains.

The sight of him hanging like a skewer from a cane was funny on the outside, but the demon didn’t care. Unlike before, instead of blood, ominous black flames were rising from the wound.

Boom! Boom!

The spears of light that flew in succession continued to stab the demon. However, as the wounds increased, more black flames flowed out.

“Okay, try to interfere with it as much as you can. Isn’t that the limit of your power?”

“Delhi! Lilya!”

Ignoring the devil’s mocking words, Myra shouted urgently.

“Pull back the punitive force!”

“yes yes?!”

“Get into the fog! Now!”

“Oh, I see!”

“Duke Galen, Duke Moritz! With all your might!”

“Yes, that’s right.”

Now that the Burtains knew for sure that Moritz had gone mad, there was no need to worry about the aftermath. Galen went straight to the water without any hesitation.

Moritz, who had been standing there silently since earlier, responded to Galen’s magic and started to emit flames.

Pupupupupu!

It’s an attack that even mobilizes the spirits that were keeping the demons in check, so it’s natural that Moritz is at a disadvantage compared to before.

But Moritz, who had clearly been pushed back at first, was gradually pushing Galen away.

Are you deliberately not putting in the effort and slowly loosening up your capital? No, that can’t be happening. If you were playing around like that in this situation, you’d be crazy.

Rather, it felt like the magic output itself was continually increasing.

“Be careful, Duke Galen!”

Myra shouted as she continued to throw her spear at the demon.

“The devil sacrificed himself!”

“yes?”

“I decided to give the power to the contractor even though I gave up on returning the power of the clone to the original!”

“No, why the devil?”

Haven’t you ever heard of such an altruistic devil? Didn’t they say that a contract with a devil is 50/50 at best, and that it’s never advantageous to the contract holder?

“Why, young wizard! This is a gift for you!”

Now the demon’s entire body was covered in black flames, burning, and there were pure white spears sticking out here and there, making a terrible appearance. However, the momentum of his screams was still there.

“This is the power you kicked and mocked! Try it! And realize how foolish your choice was!”

“Are you really going to screw me over like that?”

“See you next time! If you’re still alive then! Hahahaha!”

The black flames exploded with a maddening laugh.

The spears of light, no longer able to remain, fell down with a thud. The demon disappeared without even leaving a corpse behind.

That was the moment.

Puhwaaaaaaaah!

A huge wave of flames swept around Moritz. The flames were so fierce that the surrounding mud-like ground was completely dried up.

“What is that!”

Galen, who had been swinging his water, was shocked to see his attack literally evaporate. Isn’t that too much, even though the power of the flames has increased?

“Even though I purified it as much as possible, is that how it is?”

Myra bit her lip.

Even if he was just a fake clone, a devil was still a devil. In particular, his life force was so tenacious that even a bishop could not kill him with a single blow.

In reality, even though he kept hitting the spear of light, it still stubbornly didn’t die. Even if he couldn’t completely stop it by using the miracle of purification, he was able to at least weaken it.

Even Myra felt it was unfair to hold him responsible for blocking the possibility from the beginning.

It’s hard to imagine that Moritz, the person who invited the church, is a contractor of the devil, so how can we imagine that the devil would sacrifice himself for someone like a contractor?

Even though it was a clone and could be thrown away after being roughly rolled around, it wasn’t a decision that a greedy demon could easily make to not retrieve the clone’s power. Just how much did he hate Galen? But he couldn’t blame Galen for this.

“Isn’t there any way?”

“That’s not a power that will last long because the change is so big. If you hold on as long as you can―”

Before she could even finish speaking, Myra quickly dove to the side.

Kwaaaaaaaang!

A ember that had been rising from where she had just been grew rapidly, causing a massive explosion.

“Ugh!”

“Ugh!”

Despite dodging, the shockwave still hit Myra. She had to roll around in the air several times.

Galen was also affected. The explosion near the spirit blew away nearly half of the water wall, affecting Galen inside. He almost fell sideways, but the spirit’s body caught him like an airbag.

I thought firepower was stupid before, but now it’s even stupider. Galen groaned in excruciating pain.

‘Are you sure you can handle this?’

While the spirit was quickly recovering his body, Galen quickly turned his head. Fortunately, no additional attacks came right away. It seemed that he could not unleash the same destructive power as before.

‘It’s more dangerous if you collect the spirit. It’s only like this because there’s a buffer. I’m not agile enough to dodge it anyway. But if I stay still, I’ll just be a target. There must be a way to interfere with the magic······.’

In the midst of the accelerated thoughts spinning around, an idea flashed through my mind.

I don’t know if it will work or not, but it’s better to at least try than to just get hit.

“Your Excellency the Bishop!”

Galen shouted. His eyes met with Myra’s, who had been adjusting her posture.

“Flanking or rear! Just keep an eye on me from afar!”

Myra nodded and immediately flew away.

If it had been the normal Moritz, it would have been okay, but if she had attempted close combat against Moritz, who was clearly stronger than her, she would have been burned to death before she could even get close.

Because the miracle of her light also allowed her to perform long-range combat, Galen assigned her to the role of a sort of archer.

Then he gave orders to the spirit.

‘Shoot at the floor!’

The spirit does not question its master’s orders. The water cannon that had been firing directly at Moritz so far flew violently toward the ground.

As expected of a valley, there were many rocks around, but that didn’t mean there was no dirt. In an instant, the dirt floor was exposed and debris flew everywhere.

“The heat wave of vanity casts a shadow over the place it is looking at and burns it.”

Galen, muttering softly, swung his water jet, almost digging up the ground.

All things mixed together, the turbid water turned into high waves and rushed towards Moritz.

“Let’s see if we can blow it up even if the view is blocked.”

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