517 Episode 0517



Pri couldn't understand what was going on in front of her. ...or, to be exact, I didn't want to understand.
 the dolls one has created so far one's beloved child who never betrays himself unlike human beings The puppets emerge one after another from the wizards and jump on the demonized Oriqueur, which is destroyed one after another by the sharp pointed arm at the end of its shoulder blade.

"No... Never..."

 a faint voice
 But no one has heard of it. From one doll to the next, as if he were giving his life to the other, to the doll that runs into the Oriqueur while holding a weapon, to the one that destroys the doll that comes at him as if it were a touch of armour sleeves.
 Pri has no choice but to watch the scene of dolls being destroyed one after another.
 If the other person was just a human being... if he was a Rank A or Rank S adventurer, Pri could have done something.
 Despite his odds, he must have demonstrated the results of his research and repeated the magic of jewelry over and over again.
 But... the demonized Oriqueur cuts through the cage of thunder as if the magic released was meaningless, and sweeps away the puppets that appear one after another, ignoring the magic released.

"...I'm getting tired of it." Is there anything else you can do?"

 Pri bites his back teeth and resists despair at Oriqueur's provocative voice.
 When he first appeared in this room of wizards, Pri was so confident that he himself was the ruler of Egzil, but when he found out that the magic of jewelry produced using the sacrificial human being had no effect, he looked so confident that he did not seem to have been so confident.
 a shabby middle‐aged woman about to collapse to the floor
 The body still has a lot of jewelry on it, and given the amount of money it should have been worth, it's not that it's really shabby.
 But... when Pri found out that what she stood by was completely meaningless, she was nothing but a shabby middle-aged woman protected by dolls.

"Master, Imanochinionigae!"

 Once again, a doll emerges from the wizards and tells her master, who is completely unmoved, that he is flying to Oriqueur with a knife in his hand.
 However, if you turn your head wide, thinking it's troublesome to deal with someone properly, your hair that stretches up to your waist will form a big arc.
 The tip of the hair, which is sharp and pointed, sticks into a doll like a number of needles and turns it into tatters in an instant.
 Some dolls naturally tried to protect their hair with weapons they had. But after all, you can only carry two weapons in a pair of arms.
 The innumerable number of people who attacked it... could not manage the existence of the hair itself as if it had a will, and the dolls with weapons were only a few seconds later to turn into tatters.

"... well... stop it said he.

 Pri opens her mouth again with magic as she watches the dolls she created fall one after another.

"Like the Wind"

 Along with the words, Puri's yellow jewels on her right ankle demonstrate her ability.
 a natural light leap But the light leap turned into a swift movement, as if blessed by the wind itself, and the next moment carried Pri's body right next to the Oriqueur.

"Hug the Ice"

 The blue gem on the right thumb works, and the surrounding area of the Oriqueur is instantly filled with cold air.

"Don't waste your time,"

 It must be the effect of humanization. With a sad smile on his face, he again swings his two arms from his shoulder blade to disperse the cold air generated by magic, and then takes a step to intercept the doll that leaped at him as if it had caught the gap, when he suddenly finds himself stuck.

"What?"

 Still, don't panic, raise your arms, accept the tip of the spear, and break it.
 The next moment, the broken tip of the ear in his hand was thrown at him just by the movement of his wrist, and the doll with the spear flew through his body and fell to the floor after several bounces.
 As if I were not interested in the future of the doll I attacked, I looked down, and the two feet were frozen on the floor.
 I tried to move my feet, but the ice prevented me from twitching.

"Fire, dance!"

 He touches the jewel in his right ear pierced and spells words with magic.
 more than a dozen fist-sized flames that appeared at the same time
 The flames dance like words through the air and fly one after another toward Oriqueur.

"Children,"

 two arms stretched out from the scapula waving with repulsive words
 When the sharp pointed tip touches the flame, it naturally drips.

(The ice on my feet could not be nullified. Why? No, wait. Are you not unconditionally disabling magic, but are you intentionally disabling it yourself?)

 That's why the unexpected magic of ice has proved effective.

(If all magic is unconditionally disabled in the first place, even recovery magic, even if it is injured, will be disabled. I don't know to what extent Oriure's intentions are reflected in the demonization, but he is still that shrewd man. I don't think I've thought about it in advance.)

 I'll think that far, and from there I'll go further.

(And...if magic is invalidated by the influence of those bluish skin or places that stand out like tattoos, it is only on the surface.) that is to say, magic that destroys the interior is ineffective, or there is a good chance that it will become thinner even if it doesn't go that far.)

 While Ray is thinking like that, the battle between Oriqueur and Pri becomes even more intense.

"Stone, be there."

 With that word coming out of Pri's mouth, a sharp pointed stone arrow... or, no, a stone spear in the air.
 And stone spears that are released all at once.
 It's the second arm stretching out of the shoulder blade.
 The fast‐moving arm shatters its shape just by touching a stone spear.
 However, I didn't expect such an attack to go through now. The only attack I can do is to dazzle.
 In fact, the stone spear, which was destroyed by touching the second arm wielded by Oriqueur, is scattered around in fragments of stone, blocking his view.
 In addition, the current Oriqueur still had both feet frozen on the floor under the spell of fire, and it was difficult to move.

"It's now! We're all going to take revenge on our brothers!"

 Fragments of fine stone... what can already be described as sand, screams Pri as he blocks the view of Oriqueur.
 I can't do fatal damage to the Oriqueur by my magic. Then you can only rely on the dolls you have created.
 The puppets respond to Pri's words released with that feeling.
 All the puppets appeared from the warehouse where the wizards were connected and attacked the Oriqueur all at once.
 More than a hundred dolls with all possible weapons attack the Oriqueur, including swords, spears, hammers, clubs, daggers, battleaxes, harbors, sickles.
 This number was the number of all the dolls that could be moved, except for the fact that Pri is currently guarding the building.

「……」

 Watching Pri fight like that, Ray hears a slight grinding of his teeth.
 When I looked over there, there was a face of Bune, who frowned uncomfortably at the expression that I usually hardly changed.
 For Bune, it was unforgivable that Pri, who was also the enemy of her parents, was the enemy of the dolls.
 No matter how stupid it is to run wild with hatred and decide not to commit the same foolishness...no, that's why I have to be angry with Pri's words and actions.
 Bune clenched the handle of his dagger, but suddenly his hand fell on his shoulder.
 The hand that has protected you, and the other hand that you have injured seriously because of your own runaway.
 Just by being aware of it, the storm of hatred that was about to re-emergence into Bune is suppressed.

"Boo-ne".
"Wahela,"

 Perhaps the words spoken after a long time are still unfamiliar to the people around me.

"...what?"

 But Elena opens her eyes slightly when she hears Bune's voice for the first time.
 As I had just wondered, what had happened to Bune in this short time?
 However, it is not so difficult to realize the reason. It was obvious at a glance that she was looking at Pri, who was fighting against the demonized Oriure with the doll.
 Without realizing that he was looking at me... more precisely, Pri was concentrating on fighting against Oriqueur.
 After all, if you use jewelry to perform magic much faster than ordinary magic, it will soon be erased, annulled, and the magic itself destroyed easily.
 By continuing to release magic without losing to the speed, blocking even a little bit of sight, and directing the consciousness of the Oriqueur towards them, they create opportunities for attack.
 It was the only thing that could be done before most of the magic was annulled.
 But even so... yes, even if you go that far, the dolls that attack the Oriqueur are almost unilaterally destroyed with little damage.His frozen feet were released, and whether he waved a sword, spears, or axed... all prevented and averted by the second arm extending from the shoulder blade, or destroyed the weapon.
 It can be easily taken by the palm of the person who has nothing.
 It was a battle that could only be described as having no chance of winning, but Pri never gives up and attacks.
 But... the power that Oriure gained from demonization was not something that Pri could manage with his efforts.
 No, it's not compatible, is it's not compatible. Almost all of Pri's jewelry magic will be annulled.
 And...

"That's it? La, you're done with nothing more."

 I'm tired of seeing the performances of street performer. Mumbling in such a way, Oriqueur flashes sharply through his arms growing out of his shoulder blades.

"...what?"

 The pristine muttering as if she didn't know what had happened.
 The next moment, however, my arm... my beloved jewel ring finally realizes what has happened when I see my left and right arm with the bracelet flying through the air and falling to the floor.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

 Spraying a large amount of blood splashes from both shoulders, Pri falls to the floor unable to stand.

"Must!"

 The dolls' cries echo around them, stopping the attack on Oriqueur immediately and heading down to Pri, his creator.
 He went under his master, who had no choice but to continue screaming with extreme pain.
 -- half realised that was the object of Oriqueur.

"But... no! Give it a rest from the attack!"

 Maybe it's because of the head of the Marscher family, or because of his love for the dolls he created.
 At any rate, Pri talks about continuing the attack, but the puppets put priority on worrying about Pri's body rather than defeating their enemies.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahah

 In front of Pri, who continues to bleed a lot from both hands, he uses his second arm one after another... and disassembles the doll to show off.
 It must have been like a mother whose beloved child was killed in front of her.
 They temporarily forget the pain of having their hands amputated, and scream bitterly.

"Don't... please, don't!"
"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha I am sorry to say that this would not have happened if you had not believed in God's teaching from the very beginning."

 With an indescribable smile on his face, Oriqueur's arms are waved, and the blow rips the doll's arms and legs, twisting its neck and tearing its torso in half.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!"

 Pri, whose head was bloodshot by the destruction of all the dolls, opens his mouth.

"The spear of light, there..."
"I won't,"

 The second arm and sharp hair that cut Pri's body instantly without speaking to the end.
 The remaining legs are also amputated from the knee, and the hair blows off the necklace.
 I didn't destroy the hair ornament on my head, but... not from mercy, but from cruel judgment.
 Hair jewelry soothes the wounds of the equipment is equipped with. heal to a lesser degree than death
 It is supposed to use recovery magic or potion in a state where it is supposed not to die, but... Pri can't use recovery magic and doesn't have any potion now.
 This means Pri can't even die with his limbs amputated.

"You used to brag about the effect of that hair ornament, right? So I left it behind."

 Just telling her that, she kicks Pri's body off as if she were throwing away a toy she's interest.
 Almost all of his ribs are crushed by a demon oracle kick, and he turns around and continues to suffer, even though his internal organs are damaged.

"Sate, will you continue?"