Academy Ankle Reaper

38. Who threatens with a knife to do that?

Let’s break down the wall of being a master.

A person who has awakened the logic of this world and defined himself anew.

The number of masters is so small that it is said that there have never been more than 10 in the same era, but they all had one thing in common.

Everyone has a personality…

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The cave was filled with flashes of light.

The light emitted by the aura blade, created around a large greatsword, brightly illuminates the dark cave.

At first glance, the flash of light that erases the thick demonic energy looks like divine power, but it is an object of a completely different nature.

The divine power is the power of another world, just like the magic.

The miraculous divine power of the heavenly beings and the demonic energy of hell are opposite to each other.

What makes up the master’s aura blade is the harmony of the three elements of mind, body, and body based on mana, the same as other aura blades created by other experts.

The density of the aura blade that radiates to the extent that it looks like a ray of light is the embodiment of a powerful ‘heart’,

The realization of a strong ‘will’ that nothing can invade is to reverse the power of the other world.

[Quaaah…!!!!]

Demonic energy gushes out from the chest of the Great Demon.

It didn’t come out because he used a skill, but because he was cut by the aura blade.

The shapeless demon is being cut off.

The stakes made of thick demonic magic created by Belphegor were all cut off by the storm.

The Great Demon, Belphegor, is an indolent demon.

He reigns over the hell he controls and is good at using forces, but his direct combat skills are poor.

I didn’t come down with a proper Advent ceremony on that subject, so I said everything.

Looks like he borrowed the body of a dungeon boss and forcibly descended.

“The Great Evil and the Ruler of Hell, after you said that, was that enough?”

[Yes..Four seats!!!]

The black demonic energy is united in the hand of Belphegor, who has healed his wounds.

At first glance, this attack seems insincere, but it is a ‘plain hit’ that has the power of at least 8th circle level attack magic.

I was facing the Great Devil, who could unleash high-level magic-level attacks with just a hand gesture, but I didn’t feel nervous at all.

“Are you going to let it happen?”

Aurablade slashed Belphegor’s hand vertically.

Even if the attack had the power of the 8th circle, it was just like a regular fireball in front of the aura blade created by the master.

As soon as it touches the aura blade, it disappears like an eraser.

The great devil’s lofty power was completely slashed by the aura blade before it even manifested.

Black demonic air gushed out from the coolly cut section.

A human master is playing with Belphegor, the great demon who descended incompletely and is the ruler of Hell Swamp.

[aaah!!]

Belphegor screamed and waved his severed hand, but I was no longer there.

As if he had disappeared from the spot, he came down from the air and swung his sword at Belphegor’s empty knee.

“The legs are empty.”

-Suddenly!

When Belphegor’s knees were cut off, who seemed to be 4m tall, the gigantic demon collapsed.

I live and live and cut off the legs of the great devil.

[This…Iiik…Is that I fell…?!]

Looking at it like this, it’s really hard to tell whether it’s a black troll or an archevil with horns or not.

A hole was pierced in the side, and demons were counted, and one hand was blown off, and the leg was also blown off.

Belfegor, who was born as a ruler and never suffered like this, poured out words like a rapid-fire gun, unlike a slothful devil.

As I approached Belphegor with a sword, he looked at me and raised his eyes wide, threatening me.

[Don’t think this is my strength.. Don’t!! If I… Come as a body, I can kill a bug like you with one hand..!!]

“What can I do?”

The other leg of Belphegor was also cut off.

The sight of Belphe Gor lying on the ground and waving his bare arms at me was very ugly.

Originally, no matter how strong I am, it makes no sense to overwhelm the great demon like this.

If you fight in a perfect condition outside of each other’s base, it’s normal for the Great Devil to gain the upper hand.

However, Belphegor, who has descended incompletely based on the body of the dungeon boss due to an incomplete advent ritual, has only less than 1/5 of the body’s strength.

I was so very, very, very anxious that I even secretly borrowed the holy things from the church, but I just put my debt on there.

“What if you get mad? I won now.”

However, such an incomplete descent is the circumstances of Belphegor.

Who told you to crawl in an imperfect form?

Who in hell threatened Belphegor with a sword to kill him if he didn’t show up for this incomplete descent?

“If you can kill with one hand, try it. Oh, can’t you? Making excuses after losing is treated like a bug among us humans, isn’t that? Who told you to come half way?”

[I…!! If only the main body descended…!!!]

“Then you should have come with that”

Belphegor, with blood in his eyes, looks at me.

The dark eyes shimmered and gave off a terrifying force, but I was just full of energy when I collapsed and did that.

At this point, I felt the need to clearly sort out the relationship between the top and the bottom, so I held the dazzlingly shining aura blade and pointed it at Belphegor’s head.

“Do you know how embarrassing this is?”

The aura blade moved slowly and stopped at the location of Belphegor’s ‘horn’.

[Yeah… You bastard… What are you trying to do.]

The ghastly sound from the aura blade made Belphegor even more frightened.

Looks like you noticed what I was trying to do.

“You are the only archevil that has been defeated by humans in the past 200 years. It’s a great event worth recording! Even if I don’t know anything else, I’ll make sure to record this in the history books.

‘The great demon Belphegor descended, was cut into rags by humans and returned to Hell.'”

I gently lowered the aura blade and placed it on Belphegor’s thick horn.

The horns began to shear little by little with a sharp noise at the contact point.

“Leaving one of its horns behind.”

If I give it this much force, the horns will be cut off very cleanly.

Belphegor’s momentum became even more menacing.

[What… Are you going to do something? Stop it… !!]

To the great devil, horns are nothing more than his pride.

For humans, hair is more important than hair.

“Humans like to exaggerate, so if there is solid evidence like this, you will be ridiculed by those bug-like humans for at least 100 years.”

[Yeah… You bastard!!!!!!!]

In fact, there will be no material evidence left.

Belphegor is currently in a pseudo-advent state based on the body of the boss monster.

No matter how much damage he takes here, the real body of Belphegor in Hell will be fine without a single hair loss.

But I still have to cut off Belphegor’s horn.

Because these guys also need to know pain.

Be prepared to give away at least one of your own horns if you mistreat humans.

-Suddenly!

When I hit the aura blade, the thick horn was neatly cut off.

[aaa!!!!! My… My horns!!!!]

You wouldn’t feel any pain, but Belphegor felt more pain than having his arm cut off.

I put my hand on the cut end of the horn and howled like a child.

The whole cave trembled with such a loud cry.

[Yes…You guys…!! I will definitely remember…!!! I… I]

“Just come again. Next time, I’ll cut the other side to balance it out, so look forward to it.”

Ignoring Belphegor’s gaze, he would have killed me many times if he could kill me with just his eyes, and raised his sword once more.

Aurablade struck him in the neck one last time.

When his head was cut off, what appeared to be the corpse of the Archdemon dissipated and transformed into a troll.

Belphegor returned to hell because he suffered too much damage.

When I put my hand in my pocket, there is a round object that I touch.

‘I really brought it for no reason.’

He might have descended completely, so he borrowed a holy relic from the church, but it was really useless.

I was in debt for borrowing this, but my head hurt at the thought of paying it off.

Who would have imagined that the Great Devil would be so weak?

‘… Well, I haven’t used it yet, so I’ll have to keep it.’

Apparently, when signing the contract, he didn’t say how long he would return it.

There will be something else to write about later.

Since this is not important right now, think about the holy relic later and first…

“So… Don’t you have something to say to me?”

I have a serious story to discuss with Amy who is lying down over there.

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“Look at your body, it’s not in good shape.”

Amy was a mess.

Bruises all over her body are standard, her right arm is also broken, and her forehead is torn and bleeding profusely.

The most severe was the leg, which had been impaled with a stake made of magic iron, so the wound was discolored.

This needs to be treated properly.

“Hang on.”

I can’t stay here for long.

I feel like the dungeon is starting to collapse in earnest after the boss dies.

Even if I have something to say, I have to do it while moving.

There was no way Amy could walk properly with her leg injured like that, so she hesitated and motioned for her to be lifted up.

“What do you want to die from being buried alive?”

But it was rare for Amy to ride on her back.

I wondered why, and she said Amy looked at me carefully, she said.

“That… Are you okay?”

I immediately understood what he was thinking with his eyes moving subtly.

I was thinking the same cheeky thing as if it was okay to be carried on my back because I was bigger.

-Perfect!!

“Ouch!!”

I fed honey chestnuts to my head again.

“Looking at you making fun of your mouth, you look fine. Get rid of it before dragging it along.”

“…Yes…”