Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga

Chapter 717

It was a far cry from the common literary expression of darkness descending.

The blackness that swallows up all light and erases even the outlines spreads like ink. It is clear that the bastard called the evil god lived in the world based on the stereotypical idea that good and evil are divided into black and white.

The sight of people running around in panic in the midst of the sudden commotion, carrying lanterns and torches, and a few streetlights still intact as sources of light, spreading out as if alive and breathing, so thick that it could be seen with the naked eye, was as unpleasant as seeing cockroaches crawling.

It would be too mild to say that they are not even comparable in terms of harm, but there was something truly unpleasant.

“Why is it my fault? It’s your fault, you little shit.”

The devil’s trick of trying to instill guilt in my delicate emotions by blaming others.

Thanks to that, I realized that countless random words were coming out of my head, but I didn’t try to filter them out. It was because I felt more comfortable with genuine anger than feeling my emotions were alienated due to the aftereffects of the divine power overload.

[You’ll know when you see it]

But the response to my swearing was the devil’s lukewarm laughter and the citizens who were unable to escape and were exposed to the evil spirit’s sanctuary.

There was no time for them to evacuate. It was only a few minutes after the divine power went wild. The citizens who were exposed to the evil god’s power without knowing what was happening began to turn into eroded beings regardless of gender or age. The number is increasing even at this moment.

The only consolation in that unpleasant reality is that the bastard’s sanctuary will not expand any further.

[So what are you going to do, Eldmia? Will you try to bring back the innocent civilians who were caught up in this? Or will you just leave them alone and chase me, allowing them to create more victims?]

These once-citizens only continued to gather towards me, and did not scream or rush at me like other eroders. If I had not known, I might have mistakenly thought that they might still have some sense of reason. However, in my eyes, which know the reality, they were simply following the orders of the Demon King.

“There’s one option missing.”

That’s why I was able to show my teeth and refute his words.

“I’ll kill them all and I’ll kill you too.”

They cannot be returned. Just like the owner of that body who is used as a puppet of the Demon King, even after death, they are still being used by the remnants of the evil spirit.

It’s not surprising that such terrible damage occurred just by activating the sanctuary once. It’s not called a god for nothing. Rather, I’m relieved that the scale is smaller than I expected. To be honest, I was worried that the bastard would swallow up half of the city with the power of the evil god.

Rather than feeling sad about the outcome before my eyes, I decided to be thankful that the worst I had expected had not happened, and I focused on the Demon King’s movements and scattered my divine power.

[He is not a warrior, but a murderer.]

The bastard’s body was noticeably different from when I first saw it. His clothes were already gone, and his fingertips and toes had turned black. His skeleton had also deformed, so I couldn’t help but feel that he was barely maintaining a human form.

No matter how I look at it, it doesn’t look like a two-phase pattern, it’s just collapsing and not maintaining its original shape.

Is that why? He seems to be smiling leisurely, but he keeps rising into the sky as if he is trying to run away.

“I think I’m better suited to that than the original warrior.”

After confirming that the divine power that flowed out like a stream from the hollow core naturally formed a pseudo-sanctuary and resisted the power of the evil god, I looked forward while retrieving Kakula’s axe and needles. Then, I saw the erosion agents that were not as large as the demons but were sufficiently large, staring at me with unfocused eyes in the darkness.

I have no intention of acting hypocritically and saying that I would rather let you die comfortably.

All I can do is kill them and the demon king who caused this, so I’ll do that.

“I think I’m doing better”

To prove this, he rushed at the demon king’s forehead once again, throwing the axe at him.

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Ragnis clenched his fists unconsciously as he watched the sight of a lightning bolt from the sky falling somewhere in Levien across the terrace.

It had not even been five minutes since I had been informed of the situation that had occurred in the inner castle due to Serta’s quick response. In the meantime, a tremendous roar rang out, the sounds of fighting faded away, and then suddenly a beam of light rose up like this.

It’s not that I don’t trust Eldmia, but I was worried about the reaction of Saint Deoni, who was guessing to be the Demon King, and whose expression instantly hardened after hearing the story that Serta told her.

“Your Majesty, what on earth is going on with the security of the castle?”

“Not even an assassination attempt, but the Demon King! Is this even possible in this situation?”

“This fucking shit···”

Because he was so worried, he lost control for a moment and uttered a short curse, and Ragnis froze in surprise at the reaction that came out without him knowing. However, what was even more surprising was the Kingdom Alliance that raised its voice.

In fact, they were closer to complaining than criticizing. They thought it was okay to do that because it was an official event and people representing each country gathered together.

But you’re about to swear? Not only the Kingdom Alliance, but also the Emperor’s spokesman and the royal family of Itisel, the home country of the Count, are all gathered here. How dare you?

The representatives, who were so shocked that they forgot their own situation and turned their gaze to Itisel VII as if they were arguing, could not help but hesitate at the sight of the strangely calm king and the iron-blooded princess.

“What does the White Star of the Empire think about this?”

“I wonder why the flow of the talks had to be interrupted by such an issue.”

When the princess glares at them, expressing her displeasure as if it were so obvious, it is hard to keep up with the thought process.

“Ha Haona, Princess, Demon King···”

“My ears are open. What does that mean?”

The Iron-Blooded Princess, who had never wavered during the long meeting, now had a crooked posture. She continued to speak even as the representatives were speechless at her appearance that now instinctively made people shrink back.

“Judging from the testimonies of those who encountered the attackers, it is clear that the Demon King used some tricks to grant some of his power to the Master-level troops. They almost invaded the inner castle, but were stopped, and the warrior Eldmia personally stepped in and drove them out to the outer castle. Judging by the light shining down outside, it seems that they have grown considerably in that short period of time.”

When the story of the warrior came up, Saint Deoni clenched her teeth very subtly, but only Esmu noticed it.

I don’t know what method Eldmia is using to stop the Demon King, but the fact that the saintess is reacting like that means that she is far from safe. Esmie closed her eyes for a moment to calm her emotions, and once again maintained a calm attitude and criticized the Allied Forces representatives.

“You couldn’t completely block it? Considering the might of those who have reached transcendence on the battlefield, it’s quite possible. When dealing with them, what you should assume is not to prevent them in advance, but to not be pushed back any further after capturing them. In that sense, I think that the internal response is perfect, if not heroic, but your thoughts seem different.”

“But the fact that they allowed access to this place where all the representatives from each country gathered···”

“I allowed access···”

Esmue’s eyes narrowed like a snake’s as he couldn’t help but laugh as if he had heard a funny story.

“Those who were the former Demon King’s Army fought without sparing their bodies and lives, and the Sogaju of the Ogatorp family raised the name of their family, and the elf adventurer who was only on patrol duty helped them despite being able to escape, and eventually blocked the enemy’s advance. Strictly speaking, they could be said to have fulfilled their duty. Then, it seems that the one who failed to fulfill their duty was the Outcast.”

Who is guarding the outer wall? The representatives’ faces begin to turn pale again at the question that is not worth worrying about.

Most of Levien’s troops were on the battlefield, so the garrison was small. Even so, the unprecedented number of security forces that can patrol now is because they are all the Kingdom Alliance forces.

“Yeowa Itisel VII clearly recognizes the limitations of ordinary soldiers and does not take it as a fault, but you seem to think otherwise?”

If they had fallen from the sky, it would have been different, but there was even testimony that they had climbed over the wall, so it was impossible to ignore them. Esmie clicked his tongue openly at the sight of them still unable to break free from the mold of fighting each other for a long time, and turned his gaze to the representatives who flinched at the sound and straightened his posture.

“We have the upper hand because the surprise attack was not detected. If we could have made a frontal breakthrough, we would have done it already. Since we can’t, we already have the upper hand. Even if something happens, there is someone by our side who will relay the situation to us faster than anyone else. I don’t want to waste precious time by postponing the meeting over something like this.”

It’s just a statement made to get people to agree with it, it’s not true.

Even though he doesn’t show it on the outside, Esmue is no different from Ragnis in that he is burning inside. The Demon King’s appearance was that sudden.

But we cannot put everything aside and just commit troops. This meeting was a crucial turning point not only for the Empire and Itisel, but for the entire continent.

Even though the Demon King attempted to assassinate him directly through a Master-level talent, the meeting went smoothly and when rumors spread that the assassination had failed, they could more actively induce support from other countries and pressure the Demon King’s forces. There are plenty of people who want to get even one more foot in the door of a war that the Allied Forces of the Kingdoms are already winning.

On the other hand, if the story spreads that this important meeting was swayed by an assassination attempt, it will have the opposite effect. They will try to wait and see how things progress by making excuses, starting with the laxity of security, as the representatives of the Royalist Alliance just claimed.

In that case, even if the war ends, we will not be able to raise awareness of evil spirits on the continent.

Esmie had to remain calm and keep her place, not wanting to risk the complicated future that would result from the aftermath.

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