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Never touch Eldmia Egga - Episode 214

It was none other than a demon woman who helped me when I realized I was going to be ruined by the explosion that occurred right in front of me..

Thanks to the fact that he quickly blocked my path with a huge shield and almost hugged me, the explosion did not reach me. As you can see, the sturdy shield served as a reliable barrier, and thanks to this, we were able to survive safely even though we were blown away by the explosion..

"Damn world. No matter how much I study, the nonsense of these idiots is infinite and endless.!"

"You have a foul mouth......!"

Also, does this lady's round shield have the blood of an American captain among her ancestors? She's such an amazing woman that she can say things like that while whimpering and trying to get her body together..

Of course, she was a benefactor who helped me now, so instead of pouting at her words, I helped her get up easily..

"This is my first time seeing the devil, do you know anything about it??"

The other Inquisitors seemed to have suffered considerable damage from the previous explosion, as if they had not reacted as quickly as she had. Some clearly reacted and raised their shields, but it was not as big as the shield held by the demon girl, so it felt like they only avoided critical points..

"Devil? are you sure?"

Still, since he said he was a heresy judge, I asked this question because I wanted to know something about how to deal with demons, but the answer I got back was not clear. Although they say devils aren't easy to meet, I can't help but feel disappointed..

"If there's someone other than the devil who does such heinous things, wouldn't that mean the end of the world??"

Ultimately, this means that this young lady has no experience dealing with demons. In the midst of the feast of shit that one would feel when something that was thought to be over was overturned, I looked at the unpleasant lump of blood and said,.

"Fuck you. What can you hear like that??"

In fact, if there was no response, I was planning on throwing the needle first, but surprisingly, that bloody demon bastard heard my question and answered right away..

[I hear you well, human. You are the one who provided this unwanted form of body..]

"Wow, you really are as shit as you have a voice.."

It may be a situation where you can't expect anything from a human voice coming out of a lump of blood, but even taking that into account, it's a voice that's really hard to listen to. It was surprising in many ways that there were cases where just the sound of his voice made me want to hit him..

The blood clot showed no particular reaction to my sincere assessment, and only after slurping for a while did it begin to maintain a more human-like shape..

[All the contractors are dead... They were suddenly treated as sacrifices... The incompetent bastards failed to even bring the saint, so the body is being created in an unsatisfactory form..]

I thought I was slow to react because my body wasn't properly formed, but I guess I was just muttering to myself and trying to figure out the situation..

"Why don't you do some self-reflection later when you go home, and just disappear gracefully for now? Otherwise I'll have to tear you to death in a very messy way.."

[...That's a difficult reaction to understand. I don't know you. But you have blind hostility towards me. Why??]

I don't know what on earth he was trying to do with that blood clot that looked like blood, but the guy was moving the blood lump that he assumed was his head with his hand and asked a question..

Once while looking at the blood clot that imitated the gesture of a person resting their chin when thinking, and once in response to the guy's question. After feeling the absurdity of two things combined, I reflexively responded by thrusting my fist at the guy..

"Why do I need a reason to hate a demon bastard whose only joy in life is putting people in shitty situations??"

I wasn't sure if he would properly perceive the stiffly raised middle finger as an insult, but at least the demon girl next to him seemed to take it very uncomfortably..

Unlike that young lady, she cheekily showed her composure by smiling at my reaction..

[Tsk tsk tsk. You are an interesting human being. Okay, I'll play with you until your body is complete..]

With a cheeky line, a blood clot that appeared to be a hand slashed the air once, and drops of blood fell from the tip and began to take the shape of an arrow..

The problem was that I could not feel any flow of magic power during the whole series of the damn process. Like the orb of light used by the self-proclaimed priest, is that a unique ability of the devil? I really hope there isn't something disgusting like covering the entire area with the blood of a hundred people..

"What are you trying to do by provoking the devil?!"

That alone seemed like a bit of a pain in the ass, but even the young lady who was watching the situation next to me holding a shield spoke in a reprimanding tone, but due to the content of her words, I ended up laughing despite her serious reaction..

"He's going to kill me anyway, so what does it matter if he provokes me or not??"

"Your opponent is the devil! It is not something that can be taken lightly or easily destroyed.!"

"I never took it lightly and never said it could be easily destroyed.?"

"...yes?"

I really hate people who guess and misunderstand the meaning of my words... but still, I thought highly of the kind heart that tried to protect me even though I had nothing to do with it, so I decided to explain kindly..

"It's just that that bastard is a devil, and since I've met him, it's fate that there will be an unconditional outcome, whether I end up being the devil or that bastard ends up being the devil. The outcome is fixed, so what is the reason not to provoke, and what does it matter whether you hold on to your weight or not? If I don't provoke him, will he get weaker or will I get stronger??"

[You're being too relaxed..]

In fact, the devil bastard, who had said a word to the subject who was leisurely moving around in the most playful mood, shot an arrow of blood. Of course, I was very nervous and paying attention to his actions, so there was no delay in my reaction..

"Leisure is yours to use, you bastard.."

I lowered my body to avoid the flying projectiles, and at the same time imitated the posture taken by sprinters and rushed at the ground with all my might. With one explosion, the distance of 20 meters between the altar and the altar began to narrow in an instant. I couldn't be sure because that lump of blood didn't have a face, but it must have not anticipated my sudden reaction, and the other arrows that were shot in a hurry all fell behind me and didn't even pass by..

"Epagai! God's protection against evil!"

To my surprise, the demon girl recited a prayer and gave me blessings. Since I don't know anything about holy spells, I couldn't tell what effect it would have, but seeing as a halo of light that wasn't what I intended fell on my body, I guess it must have been something good no matter what..

Even though we narrowed the distance and got right in front of him after a month, he burst out laughing triumphantly and suddenly paid more attention to the demon girl rather than to me..

[Haha, a saint who serves a demon god! That's not bad either! I will see you dying in a pagan land, crying out the name of your god....]

"You're being too relaxed.!"

It didn't seem like the knife would work on that lump of blood, so I just swung my fist. A straight punch loaded with magic power and personal feelings for daring to ignore me flies straight at the guy's head..

[That kind of attack is not...ㅇ...]

And the head of the guy who got hit exploded like a water balloon..

This was not just a metaphor, but the sight of the blood on his neck spreading out in all directions as he was unable to overcome the shock was like a water balloon itself. It might have been exhilarating, but given that it was all blood from a human body, it was not a very pleasant sight..

It was fun to see the headless guy's arms waving in the air as if he was embarrassed..

"It works well, but what are you saying?."

There was no way I was going to die from this, so I immediately punched him in the torso five times..

With each hit, the blood clot that was trying to take a human form explodes with an unpleasant sound..

It was not an optimistic situation. Even though it happened in an instant, the blood that had spread like that began to gather at a rapid pace as if it was trying to return to its original position, showing that my attack was not a very effective hit..

Just when I felt that a fist filled with magical power might not be able to inflict satisfactory damage, the demon cub, which distanced itself from me and formed a lump of blood again, opened its mouth instead of its mouth and expressed its bewilderment..

[What, what?! What did you do??!]

Does being embarrassed mean that something worked? The thing takes shape again and says, 'Hahaha, it's a pointless attack.' The situation still seemed better than repeating the same line..

"Is it because I have no eyes? I can't even see clearly that I exploded my head with my fist.."

[Damn it. Is it because of the blessing given by the prostitute of Ephagah? There's no way a normal attack would work....]

hmm. After listening to it, it was enough to raise questions. Is it really because of the magic-filled fist that caused that guy's unexpected blow, or is it because of the demon girl's buff??

"If you don't know, you should be right.."

This time, I agreed with the devil bastard, so I rushed at him mercilessly, swung my fist, and exploded his head once more..

Since I am curious and he is also curious, this will produce good experimental results that will satisfy both parties..