Chapter: 125
The dark magic didn’t work so well on the gag residents, and they were just getting worn out. However, the mustached man was a dark sorcerer from the Ancient Circle. While he wasn’t strong enough to defeat the Spirit King in a fair fight, he was capable of subduing a weakened version of him.
The man rummaged through his bag, which was stuffed with documents, and pulled out a round magical tool.
Gripping the magical tool tightly, which was crafted to manipulate the prison he had fashioned to confine the Spirit King, he opened it.
Woooom…
The magical tool began to glow softly. Simultaneously, the room where Lian and the Spirit King stood started to respond. Bright lines illuminated the gray walls, drawing geometric patterns, while a complex magic circle appeared on the floor.
The power that had been used to bind the Spirit King and extract his strength was still present there. At the same time, a transparent barrier divided the room where the man stood from the laboratory where Lian was.
The man chuckled, “Kheh-heh. Once you gain your freedom, you should’ve run away immediately. Staying put like an idiot will only end up with you in a mess.”
A look of arrogance filled his face as if he had already captured the Spirit King. Lian, ignoring the man who babbled on, spoke to his magic sword internally.
‘Can’t this be broken?’
[Hmm… it’s like thick paper.]
That meant it could be torn apart like a giant spider web. With that in mind, Lian lifted the magic sword.
“Okay! This is perfect then! I’ll hog all the glory for myself! Hahaha! Being recorded in history is enough for just me!”
Along with him, three dark sorcerers had been researching battle weapons. Two of them were dead at the hands of the mad scientist, so he was about to monopolize the results of an experiment that was on the verge of completion.
Concluding that he’d subdued the Spirit King, he basked in the glory he would soon enjoy, letting out a laugh that was almost annoying. Then, grinning more broadly, he extended his hand to cast the second spell.
“Now, it’s time to be chained up again -..”
Zzzzzt.
Before he could finish speaking, Lian plunged the magic sword through the transparent barrier and sliced it effortlessly. A square hole appeared as if a cookie dough was being cut out.
“Huh?”
The mustached man stared blankly at Lian, who confidently stepped out of the laboratory, his expression like that of a fool who might drool if this were a gag world.
His face clearly reflected the thought, ‘What? This isn’t happening!’
“A-hahaha… ha….”
He seemed to lose his mind for a second, laughing while covering his eyes with one hand before quickly regaining his composure.
“…It’s not over yet!”
With a desperate voice, dark magic began to surge from his body. An overwhelming energy radiated, a noble power belied by his unimpressive appearance.
He began to mumble to himself, like a villain cornered.
“No matter how strong the Spirit King is, here in this place made of Blood Black Stone, he can only use less than half of his power!”
A dark magic circle resembling the black orb created by the Spirit King began to take shape in an instant. The man’s magic circle appeared to be around 2 meters in size.
Crackle! Crash!
As the magic circle expanded, the chandelier hanging from the ceiling shattered, and a section of the ceiling collapsed. The wooden wallpaper peeled off, revealing the dark red Blood Black Stone, which shone faintly as if resonating with the magic.
[Whoa! Partner, that ‘Blood Black Stone’ looks pretty cool! When I eventually build my room, I definitely want to use that ‘Blood Black Stone’!]
‘You need a room?’
While the magic sword had a bit of self-awareness, it was still a sword. Unless someone was obsessed with collecting swords, there wouldn’t be anyone who would give a magical sword its own personal room. But Lian thought it could happen.
‘Well, in a world where androids can have rooms, what’s so weird about a magic sword having one?’
Thinking this, he tilted the magic sword slightly.
‘I wonder if I can carry that?’
[I could swallow it whole.]
Even the (self-proclaimed) strongest magic sword could easily slice through an entire village, making such an attack seem no more than a fly’s fluttering. Lian smiled, feeling reassured.
Crackle! Kablam…
Sparks flew from the magic circle created by the man, and it soon grew to a massive size of 3 meters, filling the wide room. In contrast, the magic sword began to emanate a chilling aura that seemed soaked in blood.
The terrifying energies seemed poised to clash, and the young spirit shrank back in fear.
A brief silence fell over the room.
Rumble! Whoosh!
The colossal magic circle suddenly compressed to the size of a person’s head and shot toward Lian faster than the wind, but Lian’s magic sword precisely sliced through the incoming magic circle.
Kaah-ziish!
With a strike as thick and dark as blood extending from the magic sword, the magic circle was cleaved cleanly in half.
“Bwahah! You fool! Even if you cut it, it’ll just explode! Shield!”
The man shouted and wrapped several layers of shields around himself, squinting in anticipation of the explosion.
…
…
…?
Not receiving any explosion, the man cautiously opened one eye.
…??
The room, which should have exploded, looked shabby but appeared largely unchanged. Lian, holding the magic sword, also stared at him with an unscathed expression.
“What the…?”
He began to gawk, rolling his eyes quickly to find his missing magic circle that had vanished as if erased by an eraser.
Before long, he spotted what seemed to be his magic circle.
“No way…”
Where he looked, he found a black orb about the size of a watermelon lying cut in half on the floor. The magic circle, caught in a gag filter, had ultimately lost its form and was rolling on the ground like a neatly cut fruit.
The dark sorcerer, oblivious to this, froze at the surreal scene.
“No, how… can magic… the form of magic never… never become like that?!”
It felt as if he were hearing an incomprehensible story about the round Earth being square, and the vast cosmos we assumed was an ocean, while the ocean was actually the cosmos…
Lian chose not to attack the dumbfounded dark sorcerer. He was weak enough to be seen as a joke, but Lian thought it was better to extract information before dealing with him.
The very moment Lian moved to subdue the dazed dark sorcerer…
“Wuh-huh…!”
“Gah…!”
“Eek!”
Both Lian and the dark sorcerer shuddered at a chilling voice.
“Daaaaaling…~ I’ve been waiting for a man like you❤”
A cross-dressing man with bushy leg hair appeared at the open door. Lian instinctively squeezed his eyes shut.
The dark sorcerer, turning around late, realized that the cross-dresser had flung his coat wide open, exposing… everything… in real-time.
Drip.
Blood began to flow from his eyes.
In extreme mental shock, as he froze, the pervert approached him, wrapping the dark sorcerer in the coat like a potato sack.
It all happened in an instant.
As the man quickly exited the room, Lian felt cold sweat running down from his forehead to his chin.
“A true… formidable opponent.”
[…Are humans like this these days?]
The magical sword, which thought of humans as animals divided into male and female, was clearly shaken by the sight, its voice trembling.
‘That can’t be true!’
[W-well, that’s a relief!… If you ever have such tastes, feel free to let me know. I’ll… tailor the outfit as best I can…]
Lian imagined himself not in a dashing uniform but in a perverted cross-dresser’s coat and got hit with reality. The horrific image gnawed at his mind, blood started dripping from the corner of his mouth.
Lian, trying to rid himself of the absurdity, banged his head against a nearby wall to clear his thoughts. Just as he was about to slam his head…
Swoosh.
Softly sticking to Lian’s back was, instead of a cushion, the spirit’s mother reaching out and covering his forehead with her hand. Her hand was so large that it fully covered his face.
Upon having her hand on his face, it felt as refreshing as if he had swallowed clear water, clearing his mind. Lian grabbed her hand, pulled it down, and spoke.
“Thanks.”
[Hmph, I can do at least that much.]
With the magic sword grumbling slightly, Lian stepped out of the study.
“Gahhh!”
“S-somebody… help—gah!”
A distant scream echoed in the background. Lian furrowed his brow.
‘What on earth is happening?’
Why would a cross-dresser appear in a gag world like this?
Lian decided he needed to assess the situation and cautiously started to head down.
“Whoa…”
[There are corpses everywhere.]
The lower Lian descended, the more he encountered mosaic-covered bodies.
“Ha ha ha! Together, let’s run towards that sunset!”
“This… this isn’t good!”
A man with gravity-defying hair sprinted gleefully, carrying the dark sorcerer on his shoulder.
Every step the man took made the dark sorcerer’s body shake like a schoolchild’s backpack. As the back of his head collided with the ceiling and walls, blood began to flow down. Simultaneously, the screaming ceased abruptly.
Before long, only the cold, lifeless corpse remained in the passionate man’s arms.
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