Chapter 127. < The Demon World. (3) >
Translator: thursdays Editor: Yahiko PR: LightBrin
“…Indeed.”
The Constellation Killer nodded.
“I understand the logic behind your behavior. You see that it is impossible to defeat me with your own power, so you bring in outside forces. I judged that a beginner who had just arrived on the 50th floor could not mobilize others, but…”
Even as the Constellation Killer spoke, countless meteor showers split apart the gray sky. Shaaa—! Like fireworks shot from afar, thousands of attacks stacked with tremendous magic power rained down.
“I was mistaken.”
The meteor showers rushed toward us, growing faster and faster. However, the Constellation Killer was indifferent. With a nonchalant glance, he scribbled something in his diary with the fountain pen.
“In the future, I will keep strong outside intervention in mind even when dealing with novices.”
“Frick! Run for it!”
“Are the spider bastards all on drugs?!”
The Hunters around us reacted faster than the Constellation Killer. Pop! Poof! Everywhere, teleportation scrolls were being torn. It must have been a necessity for the Hunters living on the 50th floor. The bald bartender did so too, but just before he ran away, he screamed at us.
“Hey! Constellation Killer! You'll be responsible for the remodeling fee again, so don't forget to write it down! You have to pay for the scroll, too!”
“All right.”
Snap.
“I've completed the entry.”
The Constellation Killer closed his notebook.
“As promised, I will protect you with all my might from now, stranger.”
Finally, the meteor shower was thundering down on our surroundings. Boom! Boom! The meteorites destroyed the streets like indiscriminate bombs. As the storm of destruction was about to hit the open-air tavern, a hand gripped my wrist tightly.
“Maximum vision and hearing. In exchange, I give up [1 hour] of my memories,” the Constellation Killer muttered.
Then, he moved in a shocking stunt.
The Constellation Killer avoided the barrage of meteors that filled the sky with only slight movements. One step. Two steps. Every time he pulled me and moved, a meteor struck down close by.
-Oh?
An indignant voice echoed from the sky.
-Hey, Constellation-crazy bastard! Why are you getting in the way? Fuck off! Our Magic Tower's got a grudge against the guy you're with! If you don't want grievances with the great wand, be good and disappear!
“First, let's try to resolve this through conversation.”
The Constellation Killer waved his right hand. As he did, the dust cloud from the meteor shower was cleared away at once. The Constellation Killer himself was fine, of course, and so was I.
-Conversation, my ass! Beat it, nutso!
“I must protect this stranger here no matter what happens. Protecting means ensuring that his body and mind remain whole. There is no room for compromise.”
The Constellation Killer took out his notebook with his left hand and read it.
“The Magic Tower is an extremely egoistic group. Being egoists, they can be negotiated with by either using their interests or harming them. I am one who can cause serious damage to you. So, negotiate.”
-That's our sworn enemy and foe! We. Cannot. Live. Under. The. Same. Sky!
“All problems can be solved through rational dialogue.”
-Hey! Hey! Guys! Let me know if any of you know how much memory the Constellation Killer has?
In the sky, tens of thousands of wizards were riding on brooms. One of them replied.
-This is the public relations chair of the constant surveillance group, reporting in! Chief! The Constellation Killer currently has seven days of memories!
-Fuck, why does he have to have a full week?
There was the sound of teeth grinding.
-It doesn't matter! Take them both out, including the Constellation maniac! As of now, the Magic Tower is entering a full mobilization situation! From the first finger to the fifth, all who belong to the Magic Tower must hunt the Sword Emperor and the Constellation Killer! I'll say it again, bastards! I'm calling for a full mobilization!
“…The negotiations have fallen through,” muttered the Constellation Killer.
He flipped through the diary he held in his left hand.
“Search, Magic Tower. Additional search, battle. Detailed search, destruction method.”
The Constellation Killer scanned the diary. Then, he nodded. He took out a rubber band—a yellow rubber band that could be bought inexpensively in the outside world—and tied back his long, silver hair.
I watched the Constellation Killer slowly tie his hair right beside me. It probably only took two seconds in terms of time. However, I could tell that the action was a ritual, one of the few that he had left.
“From now on, we fight.”
-Kill them!!
Tens of thousands of wizards swarmed down from the sky.
-Ensigns, surround them!
Chapter end
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