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Never touch Eldmia Egga - Episode 209

To be honest, even Seneran and I were surprised, so there was no one in our party who wasn't surprised..

Even the cultists who were running hard over there are shocked and struggling, so it can be said that all of them share similar sentiments except for one of the cultists who died without any time to be surprised..

However, I wasn't sensitive enough to feel a sense of kinship there, so I focused on retrieving the needle, which I couldn't even see where it had gone..

Fortunately, it was easy to find it when I focused my senses. The needle, which was recovered at the same speed as the injection, came back with a hole in the shoulder of another cult member. And Seneran and I focused on the fact that this time there was a different reaction from the dramatic sight of the first dead guy..

To me, the guy with the hole in his shoulder reacted as if he had been shot..

"It's Eldemia. Did you take anything out when you retrieved it??"

"I did the same thing as when I flew it.."

The goal from the beginning was to make even the recovery process a threat, so the needle moved at the same speed and rotated consistently, without distinguishing between when it came and went. I guarantee you that if you put a knife in there, it will spin so hard that it can be used as a substitute for flint..

"Then there is a high possibility that there was something different about the guy who died after being hit the first time. Let's focus on dealing with them for now.."

When I saw his dumbfounded reaction, I felt extremely untrustworthy, but when I saw him come to his senses and make the right decision in an instant, my trust began to recover..

Fortunately, the cultists, who had not properly grasped the situation, were unable to escape or charge at us, and were unable to come to their senses. Looking at it, it seemed like there was a possibility that they didn't even think we were attacking them..

It was a good thing for me. When this happened, I decided to deal with them quickly, even if it meant using a little too much magical power, and then I pulled out the remaining needles and threw them away, and the cultists died in an appearance that can only be described as helpless..

The last cult member died in fear, but none of them died in the same way as the first..

"Oh my... what did I just see?."

Among the sounds of horses running away after suddenly losing their owners, Sen was the first to speak. And then Mr. Gin stroked his beard and spoke..

"It was ridiculously easy to finish. Even for that, you don't look that tired.."

"Well...that's right. I never thought the results would be this ridiculous.."

While he was scratching the back of his head in embarrassment and answering, Seneran began to move towards the corpses of the cultists without hesitation. It was obvious that I wanted to check where the difference in power came from, so I followed suit, and Lellie started chasing me, her eyes shining with more pressure than before..

"Was that needle-like thing a magic tool? It felt really amazing.."

"Yeah, whatever. I heard it's a collaboration between dwarven artisans and Seneran. But it feels amazing?"

"Is it the same feeling as when a bard's chant is activated while barely feeling any mana? It's so subtle that you wouldn't even notice it if you didn't concentrate in advance... Ah, I guess it's hard to empathize if I say it this way.."

and. I have no idea, but I just noticed this without any information. To be honest, the cult was as amazing as having a hole the size of my fist in his chest..

Of course, a strange thing is a strange thing, and I am very satisfied that it matches exactly what I expected from Seneran when I was planning the magic. Now there is an excuse that can be used openly in front of people and blow needles..

"no. understand. I also met a chant user when I went to the Empire.."

"Oh my, that's right?"

"yes. I remember he was from Volta Bay, and I wondered what he was doing because he sang while fighting.."

"Ahaha! Anyone from that neighborhood can do that. There is a female warrior who is famous for her chants. She is famous, almost infamous, but her skills are said to be at a level that cannot be ignored. I heard she is called Singing Spear in her own country and Siren by her enemies.."

"...ha ha ha."

Siren? The woman who lost to Zeke in one blow and lost to me is so famous.?

There was a moment of cognitive dissonance, but I just laughed it off. I don't think the incident spread to ETSL as a rumor, but if that's the case, there's no need to bring it up..

"It's Eldemia. I think I found out why."

"oh? What is it."

When we arrived there, chatting about nothing special, Seneran was the first to take something out of the corpse of a dead cultist and show it to us..

"this."

"Even with this, it just looks like an ordinary iron plate to my eyes.."

"It's a magic tool with a protection spell. It protects against projectiles, and as it looks, it's a pretty high-end product.."

"...What does that have to do with his death??"

Lellie, who followed next to me, strongly sympathized with it, so I just passed it on, but it's not a joke. It's really just a small iron plate that doesn't even seem to be half the size of the palm of your hand, but I don't even know if you can tell that it's a high-quality product just by looking at it. There's no reason I couldn't believe what Seneran said about it acting like an arrow screen, but even if I believed it, it didn't seem to have much to do with what we witnessed..

"The reason is that your needle did not pierce the magic tool's defensive wall, but tore it apart.."

"...I'm asking this because I've never really seen a guy write something like that until now, but what if it was normal??"

"It's normal for the projectile to bounce off. Or, the defense wall breaks and they fall together. Even if it got through, a magic tool like this shouldn't have done much damage.."

The magic-made defensive wall blocked my needles, but couldn't stop the rush. And the needle penetrated the user's chest and created a hole before the torn defensive wall was even destroyed..

Even though it was a ridiculous story to listen to, Seneran finished the explanation with confidence..

"If things were to be the same, the guy with a hole in his shoulder would be normal. Of course, that doesn't change the terrible performance.."

She seemed to think there was nothing more to see, so she tried to throw the iron plate she was holding on the floor, but then gestured violently and handed it over to Lellie, who wanted to check, before moving on to another corpse. The wounds on her other bodies were clearly Daedong Incident after leaving Lellier to check on her iron plate and following her around to check..

After checking the wounds on the last cultist's body, we emptied all of their pockets, returned to the camp, overcame all the questions from the other party members, and had a secret class before dinner. I was able to say out loud things I couldn't do before..

"It's definitely because of magic.."

"The first one to die?"

"huh. The protective magic is torn, so even if you shoot a ballista, it won't do that. I think it's correct that the situation occurred because your magical power caused some kind of repulsion in that brief moment.."

"...Have you ever heard of a similar case on the battlefield??"

Seneran rested his chin in thought for a moment, but then tilted his head and gave an ambiguous response..

"I don't know. After seeing that, there are actually a few things that make me think that this might be a similar case... but it's hard to think that it's exactly the same phenomenon.."

"Isn't this the same case since they will also do something with their weapons like me??"

"...No, it's different. Did I tell you earlier? The basic gist of magic using mana or magic using magic is said to be similar.."

Her once calm face revealed a hesitation that had never been seen before. After that, Seneran thought for a moment, but eventually she sighed briefly and continued her words while looking directly at me..

"Whatever you put on a weapon ends up being enchanted. No matter how much of a demon he is, he won't be able to do a trick like you, where he applies his magic to a weapon and rotates it continuously.."

"...yes?"

"I mean, you're a special case. Not just because humans use magic power, but also in the way they use magic power.."

What new thing is this now? There wasn't much I could say to Seneran, who suddenly dropped a bombshell..

"No, why are you telling me that important thing now??"

There wouldn't have been a problem by not saying anything, but there's no reason not to say it, right? As I waited for an answer while barely holding back his eyebrows that were about to bend, Seneran gave me a puzzled expression..

"Rather, I thought it wasn't that important. I can't use magic or see, right? I simply approached you thinking that there might be a demon using magical power like you somewhere that I don't know about. I just saw that and became convinced. If there were many demons capable of something like that, the kingdom's battle lines would have been devastated long ago.."

It is said that only after seeing its power was it possible to be certain that it was not common. Well, she was a person like me, not a demon, so it was natural. She was so good at giving advice that I forgot for a moment that she just had a better level of knowledge than others..

"So that's it. Are there other methods of operation, such as using a needle? If so, I would like to take this opportunity to find out more.."

So, when I saw Seneran's eyes shining with his unusually calm enthusiasm for learning, I realized too late that I had made a rather big mistake..

This person has no idea that I know how to coat a knife with magic to cut and strengthen my body. Because I haven't had anything to show it to yet. I don't know if she had a chance to fight, but since this was her first battle since joining, she didn't even have a chance..

Of course, since I have studied magical power, I thought I would know how to use it... but after hearing her reaction and story, I began to wonder if I had been greatly mistaken..

Since the demons I met in the abandoned dungeon strengthened their bodies with magic power, I thought that all demons strengthen their bodies with magic power like me..

But is that really true??

If that was the case, then why did he explode to the point of death and then have no choice but to release the reinforcement in the end? Until now, I thought it was just a cliché you see in comics, using abilities beyond your level, but was that really the case??

"Uh... I'm a swordsman.?"

Thanks to the sudden questions that arose, I began to be very cautious about opening my mouth without realizing it. In fact, I feel a creeping sense of anxiety that I may have been very complacent about my own abilities until now..

"yes? why is that?"

"I found out about magical power so I guess it was so obvious that I didn't mention it... Just like other people strengthen their bodies with auras, I also strengthen my body with magical powers.?"

"......"

"And using magical power to rotate a needle is only part of it, and you can also apply magic to a sword as if it were gilded. Then, depending on the horsepower, the cutting power... varies greatly.."

Seneran's expression was miserable when he heard my answer..

It's like... an ordinary person looking at someone who believes in the flat earth theory..

Thanks to that, I was able to tell just from that facial expression that I had been fighting in a fundamental way..