The Harem Is an Unforgivable Master - The Harem Is an Unforgivable Master chapter 98

98 – Arch-Enemy (1)

At the appearance of a new demon, both Aisha and I watched the demon with two pairs of wings, swallowing dry saliva in her nervousness.

Having wings itself was a symbol of a high-ranking demon, so it was an opponent that could never be caught off guard.

‘That bastard…’

As I was thinking about how a demon of this magnitude could have come out of nowhere, I remembered the black mana the assassin exhaled and the two corpses that the demons inhabited.

Black Mana, a heterogeneous power also called ‘Kara’, the power given by Erek, the God of Reaper.

I don’t know exactly what abilities that assassin uses, but he must have sacrificed two demons to summon this high-ranking demon at once.

“Oh, there are quite a few strong people gathered.”

Even though I couldn’t use mana, I could tell that the current situation was abnormal and very dangerous.

Black mana that sticks to my body even though it is obviously insubstantial mana. And a high-ranking demon.

Of course you should know. If you don’t know this much, you should just see that you don’t have the survival instinct as a creature. It is a natural sense of loss.

“I feel bad…”

Aisha, who had already driven away the energy of the black mana, hugged my arm with an expression of disapproval of her.

Near her shoulder, the mark I had carved was faintly glowing. It is worthwhile to prepare in advance.

Relying on that token, both Aisha and I could maintain our consciousness in the fantasy world spread by the devil. Thanks to that, I was also able to escape from discomfort.

As soon as I came to my senses, I first turned to my father’s side. Fortunately, my father had already subdued Amantna and moved to a place far away from the smoke.

Then, he turned his attention to Serien.

“Aisha! First of all, treatment…!”

At my words, Aisha tried to reach out her hand to Wu Pate, but Serien, who buried her face in his shoulder, gently refused her hand.

Pathetic Roy grabbed Aisha’s hand with her trembling hand and lowered it gently. That alone made it clear what Serien was trying to say.

“It’s already… Late. Archwitch.”

“……”

“The moment you reach that black smoke… Already…”

Serien shivered as she held the cold body of Wu Pate so that we wouldn’t see her crying.

I couldn’t bear to say anything. All the more so knowing that no words could comfort her.

Even if it was a person without any connection, one person was sacrificed in front of my eyes.

Even if I say that I am angry at his death, even if I say that I am in remembrance, it will be nothing but nonsense to laugh at Serien, who took the life of her kin with her own hands.

But even so, I calmly burned my will to fight.

“Aisha.”

“Yes.”

“I have a request.”

Aisha turned her body around and wrapped her mana all over her body.

“You don’t have to say anything because you seem to understand.”

A crow that had been wriggling out of her pocket popped out and wagged her tail. Aisha secretly tossed her claw aside and at the same time dispelled the miniaturization magic.

“Keee!!”

Then, as if receiving Aisha’s feelings, the black scorpion swung its two poisonous tails and got her ready for battle.

“………”

Even after seeing the great witch in the cold and the hideous appearance, the assassin simply stood cross-legged.

The same goes for the demon who accompanied me. He silently watches us with his arms crossed.

The assassin still kept his mouth shut.

They were laughing at us with only their eyes.

“That bastard…!”

Aisha was not the kind of person who would just watch a provocation like that. She immediately started shooting her magic at the two of them.

That’s mainly for advanced magic that has been chanting in advance. It was an accurate decision because clumsy magic would not be able to properly damage the winged demon.

As if the devil couldn’t afford to relax before the terrifying feast of magic pouring down like heavy rain in Aisha, he untied his arms and spread both hands.

“Indeed. This devastating mana resembling a dragon! That’s right, you are the Great Witch of the Cold!”

Then, he unfolded a long, swinging tent of dreams that seemed to cut through the night sky to block her magic.

That was the dreamy mana that demons mainly use. The ability to bring the world of dreams into reality.

Because of that ability, it was the most difficult to deal with the devil, regardless of how strong it was.

“Keugh…!”

However, it seemed that even the devil had a limit in the fantasy space to completely block Aisha’s magic. He groaned and stepped back slightly.

Then he screamed at the assassin who summoned him.

“You guys! How long are you going to just watch!”

Then the assassin shook his head as if he couldn’t help it, and moved the black mana around the demon’s body.

“Ha ha ha! Good! It has to be this much for this Tarhakan to properly demonstrate its power!”

Hearing the name Tarhakan, he was startled and quickly conveyed his voice to Aisha through the Soul Chain.

– Aisha! Be careful! That guy is a demon who specializes in dealing with wizards!

Fortunately, it was a demon that had appeared in the original work, so I immediately shared information so that Aisha could prepare. Aisha listened to my words and adjusted her magic to suit the current situation.

However, it is not necessary to have Aisha, the wizard, face off against the devil, who is an opposite s*x.

You just need to attach a suitable opponent.

“Laminasis!!”

Wow!

As if waiting for my call, Laminasis jumped out of the castle, spread its wings and landed in front of me.

“Thank you for inviting me, Master.”

“I’ll take care of the devil.”

Raminasis nodded slightly and slowly brought out his true self. As the four pairs of wings, huge horns, and thick tail were revealed, the devil raised the corners of his mouth in interest.

“Ahhh… Is it the Dragon King? I heard rumors that he was degraded to be a pet dog for humans, but I never thought it would be true.”

“It is just an illusion, and a half-punisher who cannot even satisfactorily possess the reality talks a lot.”

I left them to face off and moved to Aisha’s side.

Ayesha poured out an angry cry at him.

“You hurt Tyr!!”

As Aisha vomited her passion and tried to pour out mana, I gently placed her hand on her shoulder. Aisha asked in shock as if she didn’t know that I would dissuade her.

“…What?”

“Wait a minute.”

At first, I thought Aisha was the target, but from the first appearance, her eyes were always fixed on me.

And… I don’t know why, but I couldn’t look away from those black pupils either.

I even heard the thought of forcibly robbing my gaze like a black hole.

“I need to talk to him.”

“What!? No!”

Aisha vehemently objected to the crazy words that she would talk to an assassin who always smelled suspicious. Even more so, since I’m just a weak ordinary person who can’t even use mana.

But I was sure.

‘That guy won’t kill me. Now.’

Even the word “Kill” Itself is absurd. That guy doesn’t touch me.

I couldn’t figure out why I was so sure. I just… Found out.

There was no way to convince Aisha with such words, so she came up with words to evade.

“Trust me.”

Regardless of gender, I said the most insignificant thing when I was evasive. It’s ridiculous even if I do it. If you just ask me to believe, who will believe me?

But Aisha thought about her for a moment, and then she nodded her head.

“If those bastards start acting suspicious… I won’t stand still.”

“Thank you.”

No matter how many times I think about it, I am lucky. How many people in the world believe in me unconditionally like this? When this job is over, I have to repay you.

To see how much physical contact I can have with Aisha!

I shouted at the assassin.

“Shall we talk!”

Damn!

At the same time, I activated ‘I came to make a deal’. A skill that freezes the time of those other than me and the target of the skill.

Everything around me turned into an achromatic color, leaving only me and the assassin with color. In the first place, that guy is all black, so you can’t tell him apart from the people around him.

“Can you feel it too? No one but us will be listening to this conversation right now! So, let’s talk openly!”

I’ve been wanting to find out what the disgust and displeasure emanating from deep inside is.

His existence is causing me great anxiety and emotional agitation, to the extent that I wonder if it is my exclusive seizure button.

“Ah… I see.”

I couldn’t hide my surprise even though he only said one word.

It was because the voice belonged to a woman with a thin and high tone.

She was wearing a robe, so I couldn’t see the outline of her body, but I didn’t expect her to be that tall.

After a while, the assassin reached for the hood that covered her head, voicing in a tone of amusement.

“It’s just fine. I also really wanted to talk to you.”

With her fingertips, she held the end of her hood lightly and pulled it behind her, and her dazzling white hair, which had been hidden in her thick cloth, flowed down.

Pure whiteness tinged with foreboding. I wanted to say that hair.

It was obviously pure white, a symbol of innocence and innocence, but the mere fact that it was a part of her body made the symbol fade as the greatest insult to the color itself.

“Hiya~ I feel surprisingly good after winning the bet with the devil!”

Also, when her appearance was viewed objectively, she was comparable to Aisha, who was praised as the most beautiful woman in the continent.

But no one will admire her outstanding looks. Just as we do not try to approach a flower that is likely to emit poisonous spores just because it is beautiful.

Above all, those eyes.

His eyes stained with ugly colors that can only be found in a cesspit pickled at night are decisive. Just facing that disgusting hue makes me feel sick.

“Uhuhu… Are you feeling it too? Your fateful relationship with me.”

As soon as she faced her ghastly, sharp, yet ecstatic smile, a notification window popped up in front of her eyes.

[ You have achieved the achievement of ‘Encounter with a Nemesis’. ]

[ All stats get bonus stats. ]

[You have encountered ‘Eriark, the Evangelist of Disaster’. ]

[ Through the eyes of the evangelist, Erek, the god of disaster, recognizes you. ]

Enemy? A fortune teller?

What does this mean? There was no one like him in the Lunatic Souls I knew!