I Can’t Run Away From the Girl Who Saved Me

196 – Maria (1)

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A blurry figure suddenly appears before my eyes.

Although Pia could not be seen clearly in Sylvia’s eyes, the faint silhouette was more than enough to make out the figure of her friend whom she had missed so much.

And this magic surrounding himself and Ash.

It was a magic that Sylvia would never forget.

This was because the image of Maria being brutally beaten by the Demon King while she was trapped in this magic was engraved in Sylvia’s memory like a tattoo.

“Maria… you say?”

“It’s been a while, Sylvia. You must have had a hard time. Your face looks quite bruised.”

“Really, Maria?”

“No- How many times do I have to ask you until you’re satisfied?”

A playful, blunt tone of speech.

That light-hearted way of speaking, which often made her enemies even at the academy, was clearly Maria’s unique way of speaking.

Of course, Maria had a unique loveliness that made allies, so it wasn’t a big problem, but Sylvia, who was her best friend, couldn’t help but notice her peculiar way of speaking, which sometimes annoyed even her.

But, it was still clear that it was unbelievable.

“That’s ridiculous…”

At that moment, Sylvia noticed that the handle in her fingertips had become heavier.

Ash passed out.

Sylvia’s mind instantly shifted from Marie to Ash.

“Ash…!”

Sylvia quickly pulled out the sword embedded in Ash’s body, then took his body and hugged it.

Sylvia, who had even thrown away her sword and was touching the large wound on Ash’s shoulder, poured her divine power into Ash’s wound with tears in her eyes.

However, the wounds Sylvia had caused were too large to be healed in one breath with Sylvia’s divine power.

In fact, his right arm was barely hanging on by a span of flesh on his chest, and was on the verge of falling off.

“Hey, wake up. Ash…”

Sylvia pressed the cross-section of Ash together with trembling hands.

Every time Sylvia’s hand tightened, blood would spurt out from the wound.

“Ah… ah no, no… I’m sorry. I’m sorry, Ash.”

Sylvia’s voice was trembling like a harp string about to break.

Although it was only one arm, including the shoulder, that shoulder was in such a mess that it could be compared to the appearance immediately after an old carriage accident.

It might get better if you lay him down for a long time and treat him, but that wasn’t possible, at least not here at the moment.

Sylvia’s divine power was a paltry amount compared to Alice’s.

“… Ugh,”

At that moment, something flashed in Sylvia’s trembling pupils.

Ash’s right arm, which looked like it would fall off at any moment, and a mechanical device that was held tightly by Ash’s all too familiar hand under that arm.

It was Alice’s heart.

Now it was nothing more than a bunch of gears that scattered even less divine power than Sylvia’s around, but without it, his black sword would have certainly taken Ash’s life long ago.

Sylvia recalled her duel with Alice a few months ago.

I’m talking about the sight of him crushing her body while boasting that he would protect Ash.

However, in the end, it was Sylvia who hurt Ash, and even after her death, it was Alice who protected Ash until the end.

“Ah, ah, I… I’m really… really sorry… Ash.”

Sylvia was confused.

Just a moment ago, he was clearly spending happy days with Ash, but when he came to his senses, he was thrown into the reality that he had killed Ash.

What on earth was that sight?

The future? Or just a fantasy?

Actually, it didn’t matter what.

The only thing that mattered was that while Sylvia was having a happy time with the virtual Ash, the real Ash was being attacked and torn to pieces by his lover.

In that situation, it was no wonder that Sylvia was confused when Maria suddenly appeared.

Sylvia looked up at the blurry figure standing next to her.

Sylvia’s face, raised, was distorted with tears and pain.

“Ma, Maria… Ash… Ash,”

“I told you he’s not dead?”

Maria snapped her fingers and recited the spell.

Ash’s wound, which had gaped open to reveal a cross-section, closed in an instant like a crocodile closing its mouth.

Of course, that magic only served to close the wound.

There is no such thing as magic that heals humans, as the power to heal is a divine power that exists only in the divine power.

However, as a first aid measure, suturing a wound was something that could be done with simple telekinesis magic.

Sylvia covered the bleeding cut with her clenched fist and poured out divine power.

Maria opened her mouth to Sylvia.

“Sylvia. Look at me. What do you think I am?”

“…Maria?”

“No, you idiot. You’re still an idiot.”

Maria snapped at Sylvia with her characteristically sharp tone.

For some reason, even though it was a blurry figure, Sylvia felt as if she could clearly see Maria’s face looking down at her with pity.

“It’s a spirit! Can’t you tell just by looking at it?”

Maria spoke, pointing alternately at herself and Pia, who was standing next to her, as if she was frustrated.

Certainly, both Pia and Maria were only visible as blurry silhouettes to Sylvia’s eyes.

But, Maria is a spirit.

Sylvia still couldn’t understand the situation unfolding before her.

“What… happened?”

“Well, I could explain it to you, but it would require you to have a deep knowledge of magical theory to understand it. You probably wouldn’t understand it anyway.”

“… what?”

“First of all, how about picking up the sword?”

“…?”

“Coming.”

At that moment, a great shock struck Sylvia.

Sylvia instinctively hugged Ash and rolled backwards, dispersing the impact as much as possible.

Sylvia, who had settled into a stable position, briefly examined Ash’s condition before raising her head.

The face of the hideous Demon King, who was extending his steaming hand, was seen to be grotesquely distorted.

“… You still use that shitty magic, lizard.”

Although they were pushed back by a great impact, thanks to Maria’s magic, Sylvia and Ash suffered virtually no damage.

Even in the past, the Demon King’s magic was like a deadly poison or boiling acid that would cause fatal damage just by touching it.

Perhaps it is because of the nature of magic.

The physical damage wasn’t as great as Sylvia throwing ice shards or Maria pouring out an overwhelming amount of magic.

“… okay,”

Sylvia muttered while looking at the Demon King.

In an instant, thick veins began to appear on Sylvia’s hands, arms, neck, and even temples.

“Adversary…”

“okay,”

“If only I could kill that fucking kid…”

At that moment, the Demon King’s long face began to twist and turn.

Looking closely, I saw that she was squeezing and wringing her face like a blanket.

A dark liquid poured out from the small eye sockets at the end of his face.

And, like a worm laying eggs the size of its body through a large tube, something round and swollen was wriggling inside that long, twisted face, moving towards the small hole at the end.

Soon the Demon King raised his head, and the large sphere burst out, almost tearing open the small hole.

It was a face.

The Lizard Man’s signature reptilian face.

The long tube that had been his face a moment ago became his neck.

A pale, skinny body with saggy, saggy skin and a pyramid-shaped neck that tapers towards the end.

And at the end of it all is the Lizard Man’s signature face.

As the Demon King spread his arms, the saggy flesh spread out like wings.

The sight was like a dragon depicted in the most disgusting and dirty way possible.

As the reptile’s elongated snout opened, dripping fluid, an indescribable, disgusting sound began to be heard.

“It’s been a while.”

“…!”

Sylvia unconsciously covered her ears with both hands.

It was a creepy and creepy voice that made me feel like a spider was crawling inside my ear.

“In the end, you two are the only ones who are out to kill me.”

The Demon King looked down at Ash and clicked his tongue.

“But, nothing will be different this time.”

The Demon King swung his outstretched arm violently, causing his body to rise into the air.

As if he were a real dragon, the Demon King let out a terrible roar that was almost a scream.

“This time you will die again, and you will not be able to kill me!”

In Sylvia’s peripheral vision, she saw her own sword, which had just been blown away by the impact.

Sylvia flew up to where her sword was in an instant, then kicked the ground and jumped straight towards the Demon King.

Although I couldn’t find out the details, being able to fly also meant that the Demon King could escape at any time.

This time I couldn’t miss it.

This time, I absolutely could not miss it.

However, the Demon King changed the direction of his wings and leisurely increased the distance between himself and Sylvia in the air.

The moment Sylvia’s body, which had been floating high into the air, began to sink to the ground without any particular results,

Maria said with a mocking voice.

“What are you talking about, you made a mistake by making a fuss over someone else’s corpse?”

Maria recited a short spell.

No, it was a high-speed spear that was so fast that it felt short.

Sylvia noticed an ice platform forming beneath her feet in midair.

As soon as she kicked off the platform, Sylvia’s body shot towards the Demon King, scattering a huge shockwave through the air.

There was no need to swing a sword.

From the tip of the sword to the tips of Sylvia’s feet, it flew in a straight line towards the Demon King as if it were a single sword.

It also looked like a giant arrow fired towards the Demon King.

“…!”

The Demon King tried to change direction quickly, but his right arm was blown away in an instant and he fell to the ground.

Sylvia pierced the Demon King’s arm and touched the wall, then kicked the wall towards the Demon King, who fell back to the floor.

He had already been cut several times today, and he calculated that there was no way the Demon King, who was still in good health, could have suffered only this much damage.

Sylvia fell onto the Demon King’s body just before he hit the floor, stabbing him in the chest with her sword and falling to the floor with him.

There was a loud noise and pieces of shattered marble flew everywhere.

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