The Harem Is an Unforgivable Master

138 – This is Harem Crasher! (3)

Thump! Wooooo!!

“What a crazy b*tch!”

Eriarch spat out a nutmeg letter at Aisha’s bombardment, concentrating on avoiding it.

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Magic? Is that magic?

It was completely different from the magic she knew. From the outside, it looked like a reed with a hole in the middle, but magic didn’t just come out of that hole.

A rune appeared on both sides of the gun barrel, and magic was fired. In addition, the type of magic that comes out is really medium heating.

The storm of magic pouring out without attributes or a specific system was much more vicious than the screeching of high-level magic that the Great Witch of the Cold Cold used as a long-term weapon.

I could even feel the madness in the way he used strong magic as if he didn’t care if the academy was destroyed.

“Ahahahahaha!! Tyr is mine!”

“That can’t be said!”

I said that, but in the current situation, just avoiding it was too much for me. Did you say magic engineering? I can’t believe there is an era in the world where people can make such bizarre things.

‘Can I use that too?’

She has already inherited Tyr’s power once and is able to use the magic he can use. Of course, the ‘three unique magics’ are also included in this.

Eriarch fidgeted with his hands and tried borrowing the future.

But he couldn’t figure out how to pull out a weapon like that.

Borrowing the future is magic that reconstructs things that could possibly exist in the future into the present.

You must have appropriate knowledge to bring it up completely. Future borrowing can be used, but it is not known exactly what the magic of that Harem Crasher is.

So Eriark couldn’t use the magic that Aisha used.

In a way, it was magic that was her nemesis.

Aisha, who knew about her, laughed at her, concentrating her firepower on her Eri Ark.

“Puhahahahaha! Why? Weren’t you trying to imitate my magic!?”

“I don’t even know the subject. The b*tch is cheeky… !”

I don’t know if it’s bringing that weapon, but I’ve already used a lot of summoning magic. It’s not as good as Tyr’s dragon slaughter squad, but she tried to have the best summons in her own way.

But it hurt my pride to use the summoning magic.

Hasn’t he already declared that he will fight alone? Even if he lost, his pride would not allow him to recant what he had said.

And it was the same with laminasis that was struggling.

‘As expected, Aisha-sama… ‘

In candid admiration, Raminasis spread his wings and roamed the sky, avoiding Aisha’s magic.

Of course, as the first target, I wanted to exclude the hateful b*tch who used her master’s power as it is, but I couldn’t afford it.

The first time she fought Aisha, she was knocked out with just two magic hits, but she became much stronger than that time. No, as Tyr’s summoned beast, Raminasis gained even stronger power than during the war three years ago.

Nevertheless, she guessed that the moment Aisha’s magic hit her, she would receive a fatal blow.

She honestly never thought that she would use magic so recklessly. If the academy is destroyed, not only Aisha-sama, but also her master’s reputation will fall.

I don’t know if it’s her own reputation, but I thought she wouldn’t pour out such strong magic even for her master…

Raminasis nodded her head, ascertaining what had become of her magic orb that had deflected herself.

Sure, there was a reason for that.

I don’t know what kind of rune she put in, but the moment she dodges Aisha’s magic, the magic was scattered as mana smoke and went back to Aisha.

It was a scene that directly denied the unwritten rule that mana, once manifested through magic, could not be reversed.

It disappears on the way, so it has no effect on the surroundings.

She only left the effect of her spells on her if the slightest amount of damage was done to her.

‘What kind of magic is this? I wonder if this is the third unique magic the master said?’

Raminasis spread her daggers in the air to offset the flying magic shells one by one, shaking off her thoughts.

As long as we don’t know if that magic is a third unique magic or not, it’s not important right now. The only thing that mattered was how to defeat Aisha and obtain Tyr’s kiss.

Aisha’s first bombardment had already left no trace of the demon, but it was already accepted among them that the winner of this duel would win Tyr’s lips.

Flutter!

Laminasis carried two moons on his back and spread all five pairs of wings.

Her enchanting amber eyes cast a subtle light.

“Then I… We will strike back!”

“I can’t lose for honey either!”

Quooo!

At the same time, black mana began to build up around Eriarch’s body.

A truly volatile situation.

The spectators watching their confrontation on the artifact screen were sweating in their hands.

In the minds of the spectators, the quest given by the Witch of Dark Clouds had long since taken a back seat. I wasn’t interested in what their identities were.

I was only interested in whose hand Raen would raise at the end of the battle between the three women who boasted outstanding skills.

Especially, those who witnessed the magic of the Great Witch of the Cold, which had only been rumored so far, could not keep their mouths shut when they saw the splendid magic.

All the more because he knew that it was a struggle to win the Marquis’ lips.

No matter how hard the relationship between Tyr and Aisha was, it was famous within the academy and among nobles.

It was not a fact that was widely spread even to those who were mere commoners.

So, naturally, the question follows.

‘Who the hell is the man who makes the great witch of the great cold so hard on her heart!’

At the beginning of the festival, it was confirmed that the appearance was outstanding, but in general, Tyr’s awareness was considerably lower than that of Aisha.

The commoners did not know that he had signed a peace treaty with the Balaur and that he had defeated the imperial threat.

From their point of view, they only cared about which noble ruled the territory where their house was located.

The crowd held their breath and inflated their expectations of what the outcome of this duel would be.

Just then, a man’s voice was heard and the screen turned.

“Aisha!”

At that moment, Tyr appeared along with Arachrut at a distance from them.

When the marquis, the handsome man with black hair, whom the Archwitch of Dark Cloud had ordered to bring to the altar earlier appeared, the audience looked at him with a different gaze than before.

But his appearance was like a signal of an opening for the three women.

The three women, whose eyes focused on his face for a moment, shot each other with all their strength.

The aftermath of the impact of the three different forces colliding was enormous.

Quooooo!!

As if the axis of the earth had tilted, the shock that reached a radius of several kilometres, not only Tyr who was nearby, but even the spectators staggered and sat down on the spot.

The sky splits and the earth crumples like a piece of paper.

Wouldn’t the struggle between the heavenly god Raen and the three evil gods be like this, which only appeared in old myths?

Who will take the sweet fruits of victory in the place where the fierce dust cloud has risen?

Everybody waited breathlessly for the white dust cloud to clear.

Sure… Whoop!

Then, as if it was a waste of time for the dust to clear, someone vigorously waved their arms to disperse the dust cloud.

Under the two full moons, a person standing still in the place of a clash of power… Only one.

A woman with fluttering black hair and arrogant blue eyes scanning two fallen women.

Aisha Rupeltert.

She smiled grimly as she pointed the sacks in each of her hands at the fallen women.

“How is it? Would you like more?”

At those words, Raminasis let his wings droop and fell face down on the floor with a wry smile.

Then Eriak knelt down on her knees as she undid her clothes that were no more than rags, coughing up blood and gnashing her teeth.

“Kuh… We still have a plan… If we fall here, we’ll be in trouble. It’s humiliating, but I’ll admit defeat this time.”

“Yes, yes! A dog that runs away without a tail is more than a horse!”

“Keuuugh… !!”

Eriak chewed his lips and hid himself in the nearby shadows.

It was a bit wasteful to leave the risk factor as it is, but Eriark has an invisibility cloak replica. It was meaningless to follow him unless he was able to defeat him once and for all.

“Whoa… “

Returning her weapon, Aisha made a V with her fingers at Tyr, who had an ambiguous expression on her face, wondering whether she was relieved or stunned.

Then he smiled coolly, showing white teeth.

“I won, Tyr!! I will protect my man’s lips!”

– Wowaaa!

Amid the cheers of the crowd, you will finally take the lips of the man you love… No, the final winner who protected the lips of the man he loved was hidden.