Godspeed, Mode Six, failed to activate. But that was fine. It was a combined technique with Mind’s Eye. I, who could see a little into the future, stopped abruptly and jumped back.
I had just seen an image of myself being crushed without warning. Like a toad crossing the road, my insides were splattered everywhere.
“Too bad. But that’s not all,” a sense of oppressive killing intent emanated from the Demon Lord. Before opening my Mind’s Eye, I jumped to the side. Perhaps jumping left was a mistake, as a delayed wooden sword flew behind me. I, who hadn’t let go, was spun around like a ballerina.
I felt something push the wooden sword. No, maybe it pulled it? I didn’t know, but the wooden sword had definitely been affected by some force. A great force, pulling me along with it.
Pressure from both sides. Without hesitation, I jumped backward. I could use Mind’s Eye, but I didn’t want to see myself get crushed. I hated gore.
Was Koharu-chan sending out some kind of power? An invisible force. And she was using it without any action. That was my type of opponent to avoid. Though, her face was my type.
The Japanese person with purple skin, whom I was seeing for the first time in a while, seemed to have been granted a monstrous power by God. What kind of cheat was that? Glancing at the White Lily Corps, it looked like they were all being suppressed…
I get it! As expected of me, to discern the opponent’s power with just this much attacking. Someone praise me. Praise me instead of just lying there in pain! The Demon Lord’s cheat summons invisible Sumo Wrestlers!
That makes sense. Priscilla-san and the others are being crushed by invisible Sumo Wrestlers on top of them. That’s why they can’t move and are suffering. Christine-san is stuck between a wall and a Sumo Wrestler, like an object in a wall.
One per household, a Christine object from the White Lily Corps. For household safety, business prosperity, and no worries about infidelity. I should make Christine figures with that as a selling point. They’ll surely sell…
But before I sell them, I need to deal with the Demon Lord and the Sumo Wrestlers. I’ll hit the Sumo Wrestler, who’s about to charge with a palm strike, with a “cat’s clap” and then throw him by grabbing his loincloth.
I’m scared I’ll sprain my finger if I fail. So, is splitting his head with the wooden sword the right answer? Although, the disadvantage is that it’s invisible…
I paid attention to my front, back, left, and right, and readied my wooden sword behind me. This Speed of God is probably Mode Four. There’s still some distance to its absolute range. I need to close this gap and get to the Demon Lord’s head…
His head… Am I going to hit a high school girl?! I’ll definitely get canceled. If that happens, I’ll be expelled from school, and my future job prospects will be in danger. …Wait! My future job was with the White Lily Corps.
“Koharu-chan! You have a pretty interesting power. Is that a cheat too?”
I’d rather resolve this through discussion. It’s rare to meet a fellow Japanese person. And I really couldn’t… kill a high school girl by bludgeoning her.
“That’s right. I received it from God. I didn’t know how to use it at first, so it was difficult.”
I don’t understand the customs of a sumo stable either. I should have just become the proprietress. Starting with how to make Chanko nabe.
“Did God say anything? Like, about how it ends?”
I approach slowly, as friendly as possible. I’m on your side, I’m your friend, your good understander, and a cool Hero. The man who takes heads…
“God said to have an interesting ending as God wishes. I believe God’s desired ending is the same as my desired ending.”
How selfish can one be to think that! But God said the same thing? God gave a gift to two humans, and the interesting ending God desires. When the people are different, the endings should be different. Which one is truly God’s desired ending?
“He told me the same thing. There are two protagonists on the stage God prepared. There is only one ending.”
I want to believe that God desired an ending of coexistence and co-prosperity between Sasaki Koharu-chan and the demons. However, I believe the environment she grew up in was the problem.
“He told you that too, didn’t he? One of us has to leave the stage…”
Avoiding the killing intent, I activate Mode Four. I don’t have the leeway to use it for Mind’s Eye. You’re the one leaving the stage! Sasaki Koharu!
Leaping over the afterimage, as I made my final step, my foot was swept out from under me. It wasn’t a slip; there was no floor to step on? I was thrown upwards from my feet and slammed my back into the ceiling of the high throne room.
“Gah!”
Why? The pain was so intense it stopped my breathing, and before I could even process it, I was falling towards the floor. I hate roller coasters.
Just before hitting the floor, I activated Mode Four to reinforce my body and struck the floor with all my might with my wooden sword to lessen the impact. If this had been a sharp sword, it would have cut through the floor. I was able to do this because I had reinforced it with Alma’s horn.
Damn it. My back hurts! It felt more like I was pulled up from below rather than pushed up from below by a Sumo Wrestler? This cheat isn’t just from a sumo stable.
But the Demon Lord is in front of me. Endure the pain. Within range. Mode Four! I floated again. This time, instead of being swept out from under me, it felt like I was being pulled backward.
I’m good at forward rolls but bad at backward rolls, so I hit my head and rolled around several times. Hahaha, stars. I can see a sky full of stars even inside the room.
“You…”
Even with my limbs on the ground and looking down, it lacks impact, but this is all I can manage right now. I want to escape, I want to go home, I want to hold Priscilla-san in bed and sleep.
The Sumo Wrestler stepped on me from my toes to my knees, while I was kneeling. Before I could even feel the pain, he then stepped on my buttocks, and with my lower body pinned down, I became unable to move. What’s the point of having Speed of God if my legs are sealed? You coward, fight me honorably.
As I looked up at the Demon Lord, a black shadow attacked me from the side. I thought it was Alana when I saw her claws extend and stop in mid-air. Then, without pause, Alana’s shoulder creaked inwards, and her body began to be crushed.
Speed of God! Mode Six!
I can’t move! My lower body won’t budge. My toes can’t even move. I twisted my body and tried to slash at the Sumo Wrestler who was presumably on me, but my wooden sword stopped, feeling like I was cutting through transparent clay.
“Alana!”
Alana, whose body was crushed to its limit, vanished into smoke. Was it a clone?! Looking again at where I first saw her, Alana was there, being crushed from above and suffering.
“Rossa! Kill him! It’s a shame to give away half of Mikael, but it can’t be helped!”
“It’s been a while, Mikael-sama. ■■■■, Thousand Swords.”
Rossa’s demonic sword, using three times the usual power, flew, obscuring the sunlight. I know up to two thousand, but can he use this much?! Go! Pierce the Sumo Wrestler and turn the Demon Lord into a pincushion!
Directly to the side… Three thousand swords, five meters before reaching the Demon Lord, turned without losing momentum and pierced the wall, disappearing.
A palm strike… But with a palm strike, the swords would fall or be deflected around me. It bent in one direction while maintaining its momentum…
It might not be a Sumo Wrestler. The Demon Lord’s cheat, gifted by God, isn’t an invisible Sumo Wrestler’s pressing attack, but something else…
“Damn it! I’ll kill you! ■■■■, Platinum Laser!”
“Wait!”
The magic, whose incantation was finished, couldn’t be stopped, and the advancing platinum light was unleashed towards the Demon Lord. Unfortunately, I was between the Demon Lord and Sophia-san. I was pinned down and unable to move.
“Guh!”
The Platinum Laser, which bent at a right angle above me, bent downwards. It pierced my left foot and scorched the floor.
“Shit! You! ■■■■, Eight Lightning Balls. ■■■■, Micro Platinum Laser!”
Eight spheres of light appeared around Sophia-san, who was still lying prone. The Platinum Lasers fired from them, though needle-thin, unleashed thousands of lasers that bent downwards above me and tore off my left leg from above the knee.
“Aaaargh!”
It hurts so much, incredibly painful. It feels like my leg is being torn off. It’s indescribably painful.
“Shut up! Stop making such a racket! You finally manage to move, and this is you?! Orietta! Don’t just stand there, attack from the left! Alana! Create a diversion with a clone!”
There were shouts. Is it only me trembling at the stern, angry voice of our White Lily Corps’ Vice Captain… At least everyone can move now. Then I should shout too!
“Oww! Sophia! Where are you aiming?!”
“The Demon Lord.”
I know that. My leg is torn off. I can’t move, so come and fix it. As quickly as possible, and with anesthesia too.
The Demon Lord and Priscilla-san and the others clash. Even so, if I try to get close, I feel something and run away. I haven’t been able to land a close-range slash.
As the force pushing me weakened, I ran on one leg and, holding my injured leg, rolled towards Sophia-san. I understood a little of the Demon Lord’s cheat. My type to avoid, my type on the face, bad compatibility.
The Demon Lord’s cheat probably manipulates gravity. The fact that I was lifted into the air, that Priscilla-san and the others lay down in pain, and most decisively, that she bent the laser. Rossa’s sword too, but the laser was bent as if drawing a line. It definitely wasn’t deflected.
And based on Alana’s clone being crushed and the feel of my slash, there’s some kind of transparent, clay-like wall. A transparent wall that manipulates gravity. That’s probably Sasaki Koharu’s cheat.
And there’s something else I noticed. I didn’t sacrifice a leg for nothing. I believe there’s a limit to the number of these gravity walls that can be produced!
The fact that Priscilla-san and the others could move means she used the gravity wall to counter me, exceeding the number she could produce. Considering my past life, Koharu must have thought there were seven members of the White Lily Corps.
Now, with Alana’s clone, Rossa, and Alma, there are actually ten members of the White Lily Corps. If she remembered from her past life that there were seven, she would have at most eight or nine, fewer than our numbers.
To figure this out in such a short time, as expected of me. …So, what do we do? I can’t get close, and magic is deflected, so I’m out of options.
I’d like to wait for her to run out of magic power, but a demon who has lived for 140 years likely has an inexhaustible store of magic power. Moreover, many of us swordsmen are avoiding the Demon Lord’s cheat based on instinct. The fatigue is far greater than in a normal battle.
A short decisive battle. We have no choice but to win by overwhelming numbers. I can’t think of any tactics, and even if I could, the possibility of the White Lily Corps acting on them is close to zero.
“Here, I fixed it.”
Injuries that would normally lead to death or retirement are quickly healed by Sophia-san, allowing for an immediate return to the fight. I’ve been given time to think, but not time to rest.
“Sophia-san, please prioritize your own safety. It would be terrible if something happened to you.”
This is an opponent we must face prepared for injury, even prepared to give our lives. We cannot afford to lose Sophia-san, who can use healing magic.
“W-was that a marriage proposal…?”
Difficult. Words are difficult. Was this translated into words of a marriage proposal at this very moment? I want to upgrade my translation ability, which is currently like an early word processor.
“Um… that… Rufina! Don’t use any strange area-of-effect magic with Rossa! Go with the wavy approach! The wavy approach!”
Let’s change the subject. Even if you say I’m evading, we’re in the middle of a battle right now…
“It’s not wavy. it’s the Thousand Year Curse Wood. However, Curse Wood doesn’t grow on this floor.”
Whatever it is, don’t breathe smelly breath on me. We’ll die if we get pulled towards us.
“Anyway, stop the area-of-effect magic. And Christine-san! I’ll definitely save you later, so hang in there!”
She’s not a person with a lot of stamina to begin with, and she’s still stuck to the wall. Huh? Could it be that if she can’t move now, I can touch her all I want!?
I was pulled, not by the Demon Lord, but by Sophia-san. She grabbed me by the chest, pulled me in forcefully, and kissed me. Along with the sensation of her soft lips, a warm kindness flowed into me.
“This should be enough. There will be a strong backlash later, but defeating the Demon Lord comes first. We can discuss us later…”
Did Sophia-san give me strength through her lips? Sophia-doping. Later is later! For now, defeat the Demon Lord! So please don’t stop my heart…
I challenge her with Speed of God Mode Six!
Mode Seven! Is that Christine-san?
Mode Eight? Nine? Ten? The Modes increase endlessly towards the Demon Lord!
