NOVEL NEXT Chapter 76
You idiot!!
“First, I’m gonna pull the Viscount away from this place with so many buildings! Wolsh, don’t you know if there’s any open wounds around here?
If you were donning patches with a Viscount who would carry out widespread attacks all over a city like this, you pointed west after looking around you, Ursh, when you asked him if he thought the damage in the central district would be greater.
“On the western side of the Royal Palace, along the boulevard leading to the School of Magic and the Knights School, there is an urban park. It’s still dawn, and there’s a lot of noise last night, so I guess there’s not a lot of people out there, huh?
“Oh, the park where the sun is rolling in those swimsuits.”
“They’ve banned sunbathing in swimsuits lately. The last time I went, there was a banned sign standing. I guess it’s because the students at the Knights’ School are training and running around.”
I wonder why it would be an obstacle to training if I stumbled into the sun in my swimsuit. Isn’t that an excuse?
When in doubt, the Viscount’s widespread attack bursts under his eyes again.
Some of the adventurers seem to have been magicians specializing in shielding, packing their distance while preventing the Viscount from attacking.
If it stays this way, the damage all over the city will be greater, and if it does poorly, the Viscount will be defeated and fled to the next body.
I’ll talk to you briefly about the operation, Ursh, and I’ll jump off the kickboard and land on the roof of the building that was right down there.
He moved as he flew over the building, landing and blocking in front of the Viscount.
The Viscount, who sees under the sky as it brightens up, was already worn out.
While crawling up from beneath the rubble, both hands are black with dirt and blood, dirty with dust all over their bodies.
The pig mask has already been ripped apart and it’s in better shape to say it’s stuck around your head than to say it’s worn on your head.
But the eyes that could be seen from the gap in the mask were eerily glitchy.
[King of Greed] Activated.
Status
People: Aaron Nick Hill (Ryan Hilson) Son (33 (156)) LV: 32 + 213
HP: 0/35 + 22880/45445
MP: 0/146 + 13001/19882
Identity:
Viscount Hilson Principal of the Kingdom of Roserial (First Generation)
Secretary of State for the Kingdom of Roseal
Title
[Outside Road] [Soul Eaters] [Mourners] [Child Killers] [Wife Lovers]
Ursh, as you say, the name is a double. It’s not just his name, it’s his age.
I guess you’re saying that the level and MP and HP have been added, but Ryan’s share has been increased for Aaron, the owner of the body.
You were the body owner, Mr. Aaron, you’re a clerk, but you have high levels and high MP/HP… more than Alice.
I don’t seem to have any rare skills or anything, but the high HP MP for Ryan is troublesome.
Ride away from generation to generation and live long (?) Even though I say I do, would it be something as expensive as Coco without a cheat reincarnation like me?
I have more HP on the boulder, but the MP is considerably higher on the Viscount. It would be hard to sharpen it if it were normal.
It’s also a convincing strength that I couldn’t quite defeat in the game.
But now, unlike the game, there’s something quite advantageous about it.
The earlier bombing wore the pig mask out and the mask is not functioning if the demon nucleus is broken.
In other words, it absorbs attack magic and fails to recover MP.
Yet another thing, I have cheesy skills, so if you can make a magic attack, it’s easy to sharpen the MP.
Looking back at the Viscount’s giraffed eyes from the front, he smiles and says away to look invincible.
“If you want to save your wife’s life, defeat me and go!!
Oh, something different. The way you put it, I’m like a villain.
You rode my provocation, Viscount Souma sprayed a wide range of attacks you were good at, enough demon bullets around you to make you invisible.
What… this attack, no chanting is cool!!
I did let it go silently in the game though!!
Honestly, I’m in a hurry unexpectedly!!
But it’s no use.
“Rapture”
The Viscount’s unleashed demon bullet whirls into my one eye, sucking in.
And I wondered if the demon bullet had disappeared and I could see the Viscount, and he was coming close to me.
Guard with one arm a kick like his sidekick.
The Viscount jumps to spin with one leg strutting against me and kicks off at my head with the other.
Grabbing that ankle with the hands of the empty one, he spins and centrifuges and throws the Viscount.
“Ha ha!! Because I’ll get both feet off the ground, you idiot!!
In the past, he makes a nagging attack with the Viscount, meets Brother Dymon in return, and tells the Viscount off the lines thrown at him.
Isabella does something to others that she didn’t want to be done. Miss Villain Warrant, I’m six years old.
Keep waving your left hand down toward the Viscount and rain the blue and black demon bullet.
Your demon bullet was already “jealous” at the same time as the earlier “bulimia”!!
Because it’s dangerous, I wouldn’t let it go in all directions like a Viscount.
The Viscount, who had covered his body with a shield (oh), didn’t take much damage, but he didn’t seem willing to proceed and continue to receive the demon bullet, and when he stood up in the rain of the demon bullet, he jumped back and bounced away.
Like chasing a jumping Viscount, I also stepped in, stuffed the distance, and tried to beat the body blow as it was, but it was avoided without difficulty in the backstep.
The short limbs of this six-year-old are troubling. The reach is too short.
The Viscount slammed me with something like a black light as he backed down and avoided my attack.
… but it doesn’t make any difference to me.
The Viscount, watching for a moment, slaps the same violin from the next to the next while avoiding my attack, to me that the black violin has not worked.
… I don’t know, this…
If you look it up in King of Greed, it looks like an instant death curse.
Oh, Viscount. I’m sorry.
I, a 6-year-old, have the “Invalidity of Condition Abnormality (…)” skill. No matter how many times you do it, the curse or poison won’t work.
The Viscount, who gave up to curse me, once again releases a demon bullet, but ends up sucked into my “bulimia”.
Really, where are the demon bullets being sucked into this “bulimia” disappearing?
With that said, Alice’s gigantic bombing magic team still sucks in, too.
The Viscount, who has repeated several times the act of saying that releasing the demon bullet will suck into my eyes, and learned that my one eye can suck the magic of the release system into unlimited (…), switches to a way of fighting the magic, with both hands and feet wrapped in electricity, and strikes.
Imitate the attack to the Viscount (if) Yes, defend it with a body covered with a shield.
Honestly, no matter how high your HP is, there are too many physical differences.
Especially with my light weight, my body blows up if I’m not stepping on it, so I have to lower my center of gravity, and the attack inevitably concentrates at the Viscount’s feet.
That seems the Viscount understands, and all my attacks are prevented.
In a space as small as the underground, we do aerial warfare using 3D manoeuvres, but if we do that now, the Viscount will get away with it.
His top priority now is to go to the royal palace, which is hiding your wife’s soul, rather than defeating me.
If we open too much time, we could be redirected to that gap and headed to the royal palace.
“Eat it, Thunder in the Ground.”
Before I finish, the ground between the Viscount and me blows up.
Trying to avoid that, the Viscount jumps back, but it was a shame.
Mediterranean Thunder is a tracked bombing magic. Back or down, they come running after us.
Chase the retreating Viscount at a fierce speed, along with the Mediterranean Thunder.
I won’t forget to let the demon bullet rain as I chase it.
If you continue to run for a while and run past the Mediterranean Thunder, which keeps blowing up the boulevard without catching up with the Viscount, line up next to the Viscount and hit as hard as you want.
Fly sideways with the Viscount as it is, rolling and at the same time releasing “Mediterranean Thunder”.
To the Viscount, who jumped right off, you say it, Ursh.
“Viscount Hilson. Gotcha.”
At the same time, me and Viscount Hilson’s standing urban park were sealed off by a defensive wall.