NOVEL SIMPLE Chapter 57
Sure! Here’s the translated text in a gag comedy style:
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No doubt about it.
A bracelet adorned with platinum.
It was a magical equipment dedicated to the sage by the Magic Tower, the headquarters of the Grand Magicians.
Bergrisar.
A masterpiece of the Magic Tower that contained nearly infinite magical power in a small accessory.
The reason the sage, who was a member of the Saintess Party, could handle nearly a thousand bombardment magics freely was thanks to the Magic Tower’s magical equipment. The magical power that flowed like an unquenchable spring always granted the sage victory.
Bombardment happens infinitely until the enemies are wiped out.
Thus, the crowd called the sage the “Thousand Demons’ Magician.”
“Why the hell does a cultist have the Magic Tower’s magical equipment, you damn glasses-wearing punk!!”
As the sword saint’s Golden Slash clashed with gravity magic, all the surrounding objects and debris were swept away. At the same time, Edanant and the apostle of the Disaster God charged at each other.
KRANG-!!
A sharp blade tip and a fist wrapped in magical power clashed.
“Where the hell did you get the sage’s magical equipment? Speak up!!”
“The fact that it reacted the moment I activated the magical equipment… you seem to know a lot about it.”
The woman with flowing black hair showed an interesting reaction to Edanant’s furious shout. Then she lifted her platinum bracelet and smiled faintly.
She had no intention of telling.
Nor did she plan to hand it over.
From the way the woman adeptly activated her magical equipment, one could guess her intentions.
In response, Edanant gritted his teeth and raised Aldebaran.
“Must, must protect the Emperor…! Quickly, escort the Emperor!”
“We will escort you to safety, Your Majesty!”
Knights clad in sturdy full plate armor began to guard Barbarossa as they stood vigilant against the apostle of the Disaster God.
The rebels had surrounded them on all sides.
If they rushed out recklessly, a rain of arrows would pour down like a torrential downpour.
But it was certainly safer than being in the presence of the monster that had reduced the palace to ashes. Overwhelmed by the eerie atmosphere exuded by the apostle of the Disaster God, the knights tried to escape the palace while protecting the Emperor and the First Imperial Princess.
“The opponent is the apostle of the Disaster God. I will confront them.”
“H-how did they…!”
Upon hearing Edanant’s words, Barbarossa glared at the woman with flowing black hair with wide eyes.
The apostle of the Disaster God.
How did they breach the imperial palace?
As soon as the Racial War ended, they had done their utmost to wipe out the followers of the Forgotten God. Especially groups that worshiped the Disaster God, recorded as the source of all evil, were tracked down and annihilated.
They had completely cut off the roots,
Yet, the remnants of the Disaster God continued to persist.
Barbarossa clenched his fist hard enough to almost tear his palm, lamenting.
“Edanant, it’s dangerous to face them alone! At least with the Imperial Knight Order…!”
“It’s fine. I specialize in exterminating cultists.”
Upon Isabel’s exclamation, Edanant shrugged and replied.
How unfortunate that it was an apostle worshiping the Disaster God. Among those he had faced since the end of the war, they were the most troublesome opponent.
If he didn’t treat them seriously, he would surely suffer.
The apostle of the Disaster God who ambushed the Emperor’s palace was even armed with the sage’s magical equipment. Edanant, who had never lost his composure in any situation, gulped hard, fully aware of death looming ahead.
“When did they become so relaxed? Sending all these targets my way.”
“Sending? No, they just let them go for a moment.”
Barbarossa and Isabel, with the escort of the Imperial Knight Order, escaped the half-collapsed palace. Even though the targets were clearly fleeing right in front of them, the apostle of the Disaster God did not move.
There was an overflow of nonchalance.
It was proof that they overestimated their own strength.
And it also meant they looked down on the opponent right in front of them.
“User of the Holy Sword… Your name was definitely Edanant von Hohenberc, correct? I remember.”
“That an apostle of the Disaster God would remember my name.”
“I am Ariel Spellada. Apostle who worships the Fresh Blood Disaster God.”
“…Fresh Blood.”
The Fresh Blood Disaster God.
That was a name he had never heard before.
Fresh Blood.
Could it be the heretical god worshiped by vampires?
He quietly observed the woman with flowing black hair. Her corpse-like pale skin and eerily beautiful appearance were certainly characteristics of a vampire.
“Right, I’m a vampire.”
Her once dark gleaming eyes turned crimson in an instant.
And at the same time, hundreds of spell circles filled the air like shining stars in the night sky.
Similar.
It felt like facing the sage.
Her ability to mimic the original was superb, but she could never perfectly imitate the Thousand Demons’ Magician. However, once the Disaster God’s blessing fused with her spells, it achieved a destructive power comparable to that of the original.
“Damn it…! Where in the hell did this monster come from?! I thought it all ended with the Demon King’s death!”
The crimson-colored magical power began to rise from the ground like sparks.
It was the blessing of the Fresh Blood.
The black-haired vampire revealed her full strength.
If she had been arrogant enough to show openings lazily, it might have been easier to deal with her. But unfortunately, the beautiful monster in front of him was thorough in exerting her full abilities.
The half-collapsed palace began to shake violently.
It would collapse soon.
The heavy pieces of debris fell with a THUD.
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The close combat between the Imperial Army and the rebels, which seemed likely to continue until one side was completely annihilated, suddenly stopped as a blood-red flash descended from above.
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The palace where the Emperor resided crumbled.
And the ground cracked like a spider web, swallowing countless soldiers.
A monster had appeared.
The Earth Mother had enacted her punishment.
Bombardment magic reinforced by the blessing of Fresh Blood fell like rain, collapsing the surroundings in an instant. Soldiers who witnessed it screamed and fled, abandoning their equipment.
“Did you just deflect all those attacks…! Quite impressive, Holy Sword user!”
“Shut it.”
Front, back, left, right.
Spells unfolded on all sides, creating a spectacle of fire and lightning.
Edanant continuously swung Aldebaran, which radiated pure white light, demonstrating the skill of deflecting all the attacks.
One slip-up could result in a fatal injury.
Every time he sliced through the fire and lightning, a white trajectory marked the air.
“But it’s meaningless!”
He squeezed the trigger in hopes it would yield some result, but it didn’t reach the vampire. Witnessing all the bullets bounce off, Edanant clicked his tongue.
Today truly was a disaster.
There had never been anyone who couldn’t get bullets lodged in their heads until now.
“Ugh!”
Like a cat cornered, bombardment magic fell one after another on the vampire.
Each time, Edanant could do nothing but deflect the attacks and move.
‘If I used the blessing, I could turn the tide… Damn it, there are just too many humans around. Wherever I run, there’s bound to be at least a couple of humans!’
In the Imperial Palace that had turned into a battlefield, was there any place where there weren’t witnesses? With so many troops concentrated, there had to be someone watching no matter where he went.
A location isolated from the outside.
A place untouched by humans.
Such a convenient and ideal space wasn’t likely to just pop up.
While Edanant nervously continued his deadly race with the apostle of Fresh Blood, he suddenly recalled something and lifted his head. A glimmer appeared in his golden eyes.
“…That’s it!”
He turned his footsteps and changed direction.
To his horror, Edanant was heading towards the banquet hall, where Elizaveta and the great nobles were present.
“How long are you going to run? Just quietly become the offering for Fresh Blood.”
“…….”
A chilling voice that forced death rang out, but Edanant, who was sprinting with all his might, didn’t respond.
It wasn’t worth answering.
He quickened his pace and moved straight ahead.
“Rue!”
“E-Edan?!”
Finally, he reached near the banquet hall.
Edanant called out to the tiny fairy in a booming voice.
The girl peeked her head out.
Witnessing the bombardment magic being directed at the apostle of the Disaster God, the girl screamed in shock.
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The apostle of Fresh Blood, cunningly dodging like a sewer rat, unleashed even fiercer bombardment at Edanant, whose movements were growing frantic.
As the ground exploded, clouds of dust billowed everywhere.
It felt like witnessing a siege with cannons at the forefront.
Rue, trembling from witnessing the devastation alongside the people in the banquet hall, turned her gaze towards Edanant. It seemed she didn’t want to die alone, as a monstrous force was approaching the mass of people.
“W-what are you bringing with you?!”
“Shut up… Just open the door with the kiddos!”
“The door to the banquet hall? Should I open it…?”
“This is not the time for jokes!!”
Damn it.
That slow-witted fairy.
If she were a top-notch partner, she should understand right away even with the most butchered explanations.
He had messed up.
Most critically, he hadn’t accounted for the incompetence of the Luinong.
“I’m saying to open the passage connected to the Fairies’ Paradise. Hurry up, Rue!”
“Got it! I’ll do it!”
Elizaveta, next to Rue, explained to Rue and the Luinong. The tiny fairies, who had been wearing question marks, nodded in awe.
The fairies joined hands.
And a brilliant flash began to engulf the witnesses’ field of vision.
While Edanant desperately prevented the bombardment magic from engulfing the banquet hall, he sighed in relief upon witnessing the bright flash. He then readied himself for a decisive blow against the apostle of Fresh Blood.
“Ugh, what the heck…!”
“Prepare to fall into Paradise, apostle of Fresh Blood.”
As the passage opened by the Luinong emitted a dazzling flash, it was more than enough to blind those watching the scene from close proximity.
The same went for Ariel, who was facing the flash head-on.
She didn’t let the opportunity slip.
A wave of black muskets emerged like a mirage.
With a sharp gunshot, a barrage of bullets rained toward the apostle of Fresh Blood. Although most of the bullets were blocked by the defense spell that Ariel instinctively deployed, she still managed a counterattack.
“AHH! N-no way…! How are you!!”
The innumerable weapons spread through the air must have been formed with the blessing of the Disaster God.
How could it be,
How could the warrior chosen by the Holy Sword of the Earth Mother use the blessing of the Disaster God?!
The beautiful vampire gasped in shock, her voice sharp.
But Edanant didn’t allow her any leeway. The muskets, having finished reloading, erupted with flames, resuming their barrage. Once again caught in the overwhelming firepower, Ariel was thrown into the center of the pure white radiance.