There Is No World For ■■ - Chapter 518



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EP.518 It’s going well

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What separates traitors from loyalists is not the depth of loyalty, but the direction of loyalty.

『Saenggatan Hiraria, aka the saying of the last crown prince.』

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The undersea tunnel was not an appropriate place for battle.

A series of fishy-smelling concrete walls and disorderly passages.

When Seti turned off the LED installed there, the tunnel was filled with darkness, making it impossible to distinguish even an inch ahead.

However, neither Soemiri nor Juan, who had landed on the ground, paid attention to the sight. The two men pulled out their pistols as soon as they landed.

bang!

The Russian-style pistols, a favorite among smugglers, opened fire at the same time. The two people checked each other’s appearances through the short light. It’s just around the corner.

We can reach each other in five or six steps.

Soemiri and Juan pulled the trigger at the same time as if they had made a promise. The sounds of gunshots, shells falling, and two people rolling on the floor were heard one after another.

ping! Even as the bullet hit the shield, Soemiri felt the opponent blocking the bullet with a net.

Yeah, there’s no way the Chapter 2 boss dies in the first shot. As she reloaded behind a pile of concrete, Dawn’s words came to mind.

Juan is a boss designed to show how scary it is for superhumans to use modern weapons.

In close combat, you use the net and hunting knife, which are your main weapons, to pressure the protagonist, and when you increase the distance, you respond with various firearms, and if you avoid them again…

Tock!

Use grenades.

Soemiri spread his protective shield and quickly flew away. Quang! The tunnel shook with the explosion. Boxes of snacks that must have been piled up by a dragon rained down on her head.

Juan did not miss the noise made in the process of pushing the cookie box. I felt him running. Soemiri pulled the trigger at the same time as he ordered.

Shaaa-! Elven wind blades and bullets swept through the tunnel together. Juan concealed it skillfully, and that was what Soemiri was aiming for.

Tick! She pulled the grenade pin from her belt. The American-made grenade that Dawn gave her had a different weight from the Soviet-style grenades that her elves used, but Miri skillfully threw the grenade to her Juan’s cover position.

bang!

A gunshot rang out, followed by the roar of a grenade. He must have hit the grenade with a pistol. It meant that his senses had already adapted to the darkness.

Soemiri ran without looking back. I heard Juan running. fast. So much so that I could catch up with her within a minute of her time.

I already knew. Even though she is an elf and is faster than a human, she knows that since she is a wizard, it is impossible for her to run faster than a superhuman.

Even though I knew it, I ran. Continue until you reach the appropriate location.

And the moment we arrived at a place that should be called a cavity, not a tunnel.

Juan roared, drawing his hunting knife.

“I’ll cut you into pieces! “You idiot!”

Instead of answering, the demon gathered mana into his staff. The elf’s sharp senses moved and he pulled out a spell from the tip of his staff. A blade of wind erupted just in time to throw away the hunting knife.

Chaeng – !

Juan was undoubtedly a hunter. He continued to swing his sword and put pressure on his iron arm, regardless of whether his first blow was blocked or not.

Escape was impossible. Because at every important moment, the hand holding the net blocked her escape route.

Have a sword fight with a superhuman, or get caught in a net while running away.

In the original scenario, the protagonist sacrificed his colleagues to overcome this bloody easy choice.

Did you say that one of the heroines voluntarily caught the net and created a gap?

But she was alone.

Here, there was no Dawn or Seti to block the front, nor Salome or the saint to support the back. Every fight was hers alone.

Soemiri came here even though she knew.

To become a truly necessary person for the warrior party, rather than a foolish heroine who sacrifices herself to overcome things like the net.

“Daughter of Damerond! “Did you just provoke me with this kind of skill?!”

Juan, who didn’t know this, relentlessly pushed her away. Soemili twisted her body almost like she was dancing to avoid her blade, but barely managed to swing her staff.

Juan chuckled and flicked her wand—

I couldn’t pay it.

It was a fake.

The moment he blocked Soemili’s staff, a kick went into his side. The speed is unbelievably fast for a wizard’s kick.

pop!

The next moment, Juan’s body flew away with the sound of a leather drum exploding. Juan felt his ribs break in a terrible pain. Fracture? I didn’t know, but I was sure there was a crack.

You’re not even a superhuman, how can you kick like this—

His thoughts couldn’t continue. It was because his sharp instincts moved his body before he thought.

bang!!

He rolled on the floor to avoid the bullet, but his cheek was cut long. The secret blade of wind hidden behind the sound of shooting cut into the flesh.

A combination of shooting and magic. Juan felt a chilling sensation and pulled out her gun and aimed it at her iron gun. But she was no longer there.

Pakak-!

The elf’s staff struck Juan’s shoulder. Her shoulders felt hot, but she was fortunate. Because the original target was the neck.

“Ugh!”

Juan suppressed a scream and swung his sword. Soemiri fell from him with a movement similar to that of a superhuman, but clearly different.

what? It’s not like I’m at a crossroads, so how—

At that time, Juan felt the wind swirling throughout the underground cavity. It was a magical wind, far from a natural wind. And at the center of the wind was Soemiri.

Looks like he’s wearing wind armor.

“What… ?”

Juan swallowed his absurdity. Wind magic that assists physical abilities. Something like that was impossible due to both theory and mana.

Moving mana whose properties have changed in real time and surrounding it like armor? This is a theory that can make Hiraria’s magic tower liquor.

Is there enough mana to sustain that much wind? Unless you bring at least a fist-sized crystal of the World Tree…

Juan suddenly looked at Soemili’s staff. To be exact, she had a fist-sized jewel attached to the tip of her staff.

“… The World Tree is a treasure too precious to give to demons. “Isn’t that right?”

“Your mother probably wanted to give birth to a good son, not a cannibal like you.”

Is a pad lip a pad lip?

Juan stood up, licking his lips with his tongue. Soemili also raised her staff filled with wind.

And Juan rushed in first.

It started with a grenade. While Soemiri was throwing the grenade into the wind, he had already arrived in front of Soemili.

bang! With the grenade exploding in the background, the flashing hunting knife collided with the wind-filled staff.

Juan persistently aimed for her neck, and Soemiri willingly joined the fight.

He waved his wand, shot magic, and strengthened himself. Yes, she did what Salome, a saint, and Seti could do all at the same time.

Because she thought that was her job: to fill in the shortcomings of the five party members.

And that judgment was correct. The proof was that Juan was unable to withstand her counterattack and was pushed back.

At one point, she struck away a hunting knife with the tip of her staff. After losing her balance, Juan’s chest was opened, and Soemiri plunged her staff into the guy’s chest.

“Oops!”

Blood spurted from Juan’s chest and mouth at the same time. If it had been a normal fight, this would have been the end, but the hunter’s fight was different.

Even at the moment of falling, he threw a net and entangled Soemili’s staff. She reflexively clenched her wand, but was forced to let go when her Juan threw her sword.

widely! Having lost her weapon, she was unable to finish her Juan even as he fell to the floor. Not to mention her Juan who had her breasts pierced.

“You’re so tough.”

“Yeah, that’s one of the things I learned from you.”

“… .”

Soemili’s eyes sank coldly, but Juan didn’t care and looked at his hunting knife.

The hunting knife that had been thrown away a moment ago fell exactly in the middle, between Soemiri and Juan.

“With that sword, I killed over 100 elves. It did not discriminate between men and women, regardless of age or age, and it did not discriminate between time and place. As a fellow elf, you can feel it, right? “A grudge so deep that the necromancers of South America covet it.”

“… .”

“Daughter of Damerond, I will give you a chance to finish me with that sword.”

“… what?”

“There is no staff or net, so whoever holds that sword wins the battle. so… Let’s be fair. When I count to three, we pick up our swords at the same time. How are you feeling?”

Soemiri narrowed her eyes.

“Why should I do that?”

“It’s a simple problem. “You have the duty to avenge the elf, and I have the honor of a hunter.”

“… .”

“Do you want to do it?”

“great.”

“Okay, count to three. three… .”

At that moment, they both pulled out their pistols at the same time.

bang!

Blood splattered on the floor. It was human blood, not elf blood.

***

“great job.”

As soon as Soemiri returned to the nest, Dawn welcomed her. When asked if she won, she didn’t bother to ask.

Juan’s head in her hand was an undeniable proof of victory.

“… Dawn also had a hard time.”

Soemiri smiled slightly. And after looking back and forth between the burning corpse and the dawn, he added a little.

“Can I ride it too?”

“Yes, as much as you want.”

As soon as Dawn nodded, Soemiri threw Juan’s head into the fire pile.

Grumble! As the patriot’s fire burned the dead hunter’s head, Soemiri paused for a moment, holding his hunting knife and net.

“Why don’t you burn that?”

“I’m wondering whether I should burn it or not.”

“… .”

“I heard the main character put this to good use. Burning it because of my grudge… “It’s a waste.”

Chapter 2 Boss drop equipment. In the writer’s note, it was written that it was an item that must be taken with you, but Dawn did not necessarily tell her to take it with her.

Because this world is not a game, and Soemiri was not an NPC.

To her, it was nothing more than a sword that ate the blood of her compatriots and a net that caught them like animals.

so.

Dawn took the knife and net from her hands. And before she could say anything, she threw both objects into the flames of Juwayez.

“Dawn! If you just burn it… !”

“… Doesn’t the depression get better?”

“… .”

“Let’s pray together. “For the dead elves.”

Soemiri looked at Dawn with a complicated face, then nodded.

Tatak, tatak – Tears welled up in Soemiri’s eyes as the sound of nets and knives blazing.

And the moment her tears fell on the floor of the nest.

The shadow behind the two people whispered.

『Smile. It is not too late to shed tears when the bride enters.』

A familiar voice. Dawn looked at the shadow with a surprised expression. There was no change in the shadow.

And only after seeing Soemiri again, did he realize what had happened.

“ah… .”

Above the flickering flames, something transparent was rising.

It was an elf that bloomed between the sword, the net, and the ashes of the two elf hunters.

A haze of countless elves, regardless of age or gender.

In some ways, it seemed like a spirit or simply an illusion, but one thing was certain.

All the elves in the haze were smiling with their eyes closed. It was a very comfortable smile.

“Woah, dawn… Hey, this is… .”

While Soemiri was surprised and could not take her eyes off the haze of elves, Dawn unknowingly released her mana.

Mana absorbed from Carlos a little while ago.

Then the Manas burrowed into the haze as if they had been waiting. And soon something mysterious happened. It’s not like any spell was used, but aren’t the faces of more elves rising above the haze and disappearing?

As if attaining Buddhahood, slowly and reverently.

Although the mana she worked so hard to absorb was disappearing, Dawn did not feel any regrets.

Soemili’s face looking up into the haze in a daze, the tears flowing from her eyes were more valuable than that.

Eventually, the numerous elves in the haze disappeared.

Soemiri said, rubbing his reddened eyes.

“Dawn, you know what I’m going to say, right?”

“Yes, I love you too.”

Dawn laughed. Soemiri also smiled at him. Their eyes overlapped in front of the flames, and their faces became closer in the quiet heat.

But unfortunately, their kiss did not last very long.

Because of the angry roar of the homeowner who came to the house late.

[no! my house! My house… !!! Hey, you crazy guy!! They said they were borrowing it! They said they were just borrowing it!!!]