Chapter 288: Set upon the world they might multiply and destroy the ecosystem?
Day 70 â Nighttime, Murimuri Castle Interior
This night is going to be a long one. I have no idea why I have to spend a long night being chased by middle-aged men, and to be honest, I donât want to even try to understand, but they are chasing after me? Well, chasing after me they are destroying themselves by walking into traps, and once darkness falls, having ăRajinganăI will be at advantage, so the chase has itâs meaning, but I donât want to look for meaning in a depressing game of tag with middle-aged men!
I mean, I donât wanna have ăWaait~ă,ăCatch me, if you can?~ăandăăWow, Kya, kya, ufufu ăăwith middle-aged men! I absolutely refuse!
Well, time should be on my side. If they arenât going to cause a stampede yet, then the Geeks, the Idiots, and Slime-san might make it in time. The Kingdomâs army also shouldâve started working on preparations by now.
But since I didnât expect such a prolonged fight, the miscalculations became misfires, hurting my own self. I still keep taking self-inflicted damage from Magic Wrap. Even if I have ăRegenerationă, with the body being continuously destroyed, it makes it ill-suited for a long fight. Or rather, it hurts, you know?
And in heavy mana economy mode, I have no other means of attack aside from close combat. The compatibility with self-destructing enemies is just the worst. And if I keep getting barraged with long-ranged attacks, things will only keep getting worse. And also middle-aged men are the worst!!!
ăSiiigh. This is outside my expectations, outside the calculations, and out of service, I thought that itâll be fine just baiting, hiding, stalling for time, and then crushing theirăStrongestă. But I didnât expect such a trap, or rather, explosive middle-aged men, no one would! Exploding Art wouldâve still been fine, but exploding middle-aged men is nothing but an annoyance, think of the people around you? Itâs a high time to enforce some sort of middle-aged men regulation law, and for example regulate them out of existence?ă
But itâs too early, itâs not yet the time.
Pulling out my trump card to have it wasted here is a poor move. I have to wait for the enemy to play their trump card first.
Thatâs how it became the disadvantageous prolonged fight in the first place, but the enemy is taking more casualties. About half of them must be gone now. ăEverlasting Trapăis surprisingly useful, but with the way Maid Girl was angry, it might get confiscated? Even though I was the one who found it?
In the first place, I thought the effect ofăSticky Boots â Allow Walking on Walls and Ceilingăwill be useful indoors, but I didnât consider exploding enemies at all. To be frank, that thought didnât even cross my mind.
I didnât consider in my calculations that on top of it not being surprising for for the Church to have a unit of crazed fanatics, the fact, that their believers are a bunch madmen so crazy in love with their old fart they wouldnât care not only about the lives of others but about their own either.
I think the enemy should be growing impatient by now, but they are yet to make a move. It would be a problem if they trigger a stampede, but if the Worst-san shows up first then everything will be brought into motion at once. So for now itâs a contest of endurance. Sticking to saving energy I continue the preparations while also clubbing middle-aged men.
Swinging extended Staff of the World Tree I sweep and mow enemies down, and trampling them, rush forward. If I donât get away immediately the fanatics will blow up, but blowing up they also get other middle-aged men caught up, reducing the numbers.
The Demon Scythes that I brought out as reinforcements took too much damage from self-destruction explosions, so they canât be used anymore. I wonder if rubbing some mushrooms will fix them? Well, letâs try it anyway, at least some consolationâs sake. They wonât rust, right? Itâs alright, right? Rub, rub?
I sense an upsurge in magic power. Itâs at the Churchâs knightsâ place. Rajingan can see the overflowing magic power rising up like a shimmer of hot air.
Are they planning to use some sort of grand sorcery?
At last, the knights are going to act?
Are they finally going to trigger a stampede?
Or⌠Use the last resort measure?
The middle-aged men are backing off. It would be great if they backed off some cliff, but looks like they are simply withdrawing. Good grief, such useless and inconsiderate middle-aged men.
Then, the Churchâs knights have moved. They are coming this way. The small unit thatâs supposed to be the last resort is with them, accompanied by overflowing magic and violet shine. Iâm sure I saw it somewhere? And that in the middle is a puppet? No, a coffin, huh. Is that the golden sarcophagus of Tutankhamun? But the design is sort of different, looking more western-like? Kind of?
Well, speaking of a Tutankhamun-like thing that emits purple light that looks familiar, itâs that? Itâs the Sphinx and mummiesâ that thing! What was it again? Eehm was ităRevivală?ăRegenerationă?ăNonono, Iâve never seen aăZombieăwith such a skill!ăItâs that, how was it, If I remember correctly⌠RightăRise from the Deadă!
If you canât remember something, getting stuck halfway through, it seems that the brainâs memory connections will be cut off, and if you can remember it, it will be reconnected again and processed in the brain as related information. In other words, this proves that Iâm a perfectly normal sound-minded highschool boy with a normal working brain. The answer to all of the numerous false accusations made over the long was finally derived from my very brain cells, which means, I did nothing wrong. Itâs alright, while those beautiful bare legs are something amazing that is definitely not alright, this is just a hairbreadth away from stepping into R18, so it can be considered barely safe. Having whatâs important barely concealed, it allows even a highschoolboy to get through the age restrictions, but that bewitching appearance is stirring pure highschoolboy-like feelings in a very not alright way.
A bewitchingly beautiful and mesmerizingly pretty woman is restrained inside that golden coffin, no, since she is young, a beautiful girl would be more accurate? Under a see-through stole wrapped around her, she is wearing a dress woven from many thin chains, or rather, a bikini, or rather a risque outfit similar to belly dancerâs dress, but under that gaudiness, there is there is lovely and seductive figure of persian or maybe egyptian-like beauty. Well, in short, itâs a pretty girl.
A beautiful body covered in bikini out of thin silvery chains, and light, almost transparent stole wrapped in several layers around her. The lower part of her body is wrapped in even more thin chains, forming something akin to pareo, but those lovely long legs are left bare. Aside from the parts covered by the bikini, everything else, be it her stomach or anything else, is fully visible. If she started to belly dance right now Iâd end throwing at her the entirety of the gold that I ripped-off until now. I want to see that.
The only stuff that can count as equipment are the chain-woven egyptian-style bikini and pareo. Everything from the pareo-styled chain fringe to every other bit is made out of chains, with small darts hanging at the ends, so itâs not just a very marvelous see-through outfit with tons of exposure. Those chains are her weapons. Which means, that the more she attacks with those chains, the more chains she uses, the less outfit she will have functionally left, gradually increasing the exposure ratio! Iâm gladly looking forward to this.
Itâs a truly lovely sight, so Iâd like to keep staring, but with that purple light surging, so itâs not the time. Right, thatâsăRise from the Deadă.
A special skill of the Sphinx, which in the past, almost annihilated the Pres and others. A playhouse of infinitely reviving dead. Well, they arenât exactly coming back to life, but instead rise in zombie-like state over and over. Thatâs Rise from the Dead. And this special skill is the worst! Because it means infinitely respawning infinite middle-aged men! What do we do if they retain their ăStink of Middle-Aged Menătoo?
Taking care of infinitely spawning middle-aged men with deadly poison (stink), before getting to the girlâs fantastic self-exposure attacks is tough. After all, even though I made the castle somewhat on the larger side for the sake of stationing a garrison, the castle was stuffed with 40,000 middle-aged men. Thatâs like 640% middle-aged men ratio per unit of space. The smell of middle-aged men will probably never disappear from Murimuri Castle.
ăGood grief, there is a restrained half-naked belly dancer with a nice body right in front of me, inviting me for a night of highschool boy FEVER, couldnât you do without middle-aged men infinitely gushing forth? Like, if it was a steam from a hot spring gushing, Iâd welcome it. Enjoying a lovely hot spring time with egyptian lady surrounded by stream and the mysterious light, unwrapping her yukata sash, making her go ăOooh~ Myy~ă, anyway, a hot spring wouldâve been great, but no one asked for an endless spring of middle-aged men!ă
They are freshly killed, so their movements arenât bad for zombies, but since they were wearing heavy infantry equipment to begin with, they are still slow. As expected, the middle-aged men that were blown up and scattered all over the place arenât getting revived, so avoiding the middle-aged menâs stink from the outside, I escape to the innermost highest building of Murimuri Castle. Having to dig-in as a shut-in⌠But even if this isnât my home, having shut myself in, itâs now my turn.
Below is a blend of 40,000 zombie middle-aged men and fresh middle-aged men. The actual bend ratio doesnât matter. I mean, I donât care?
They forced me to play my card first. Even though they have more tricks up their sleeve, I was instantly cornered into it. Well, it canât be helped, itâs too much.
I was way past my limit already. This is the maximum of what I can handle.
I mean, I canât take the smell of middle-aged men anymore!
ăDIIIIVE! INTOO THE! SKYYYY!ă
Walking through the air with Air Walk I jump into the sky. I mean, there is no way to rid Murimuri Castle of middle-aged menâs stink anymore? Itâll have to be completely destroyed and rebuilt from zero?
A thunderous roar of explosion boomed as a blazing pillar of fire rose into the sky. The old Murimrui Castle filled with 40,000 middle-aged men was destroyed by fire, engulfed in scorching flames, and crumbling with a deafening loudness collapsed under accompaniment of a severe earthquake. Traveling with Air Walk I then land at the new Murimuri Castle, which grew behind the Old Murimuri Castle a short while ago. Yeah, I actually prepared it beforehand and buried it underground? I managed to bury 40,000 enemies, but lost one of my trump cards as a result. It also cost me heavily in mana, so with all things considered, it doesnât exactly even out. It was a heavy loss for me.
The old Murimuri Castle was a war fortress meant for battling armies with combat based on Skills in mind. The New Murimuri Castle also has sturdy walls capable of withstanding hordes of monsters added to that. An overall reinforced version with a new, improved layout. Meanwhile, the old Murimuri Castle is sinking underground along with the foundation, turning into a deep, wide hole. Once fully flooded with water, or rather, turned into a pond? Both monsters and middle-aged men will probably end up drowning there, at the very least it will greatly impact the speed of invading enemies. When the peace comes it might be a good spot to release Fish Girl and others back into the wild. What do we do if they multiply though?
This is the last defense line in case we failed to suppress the stampedes. Itâs the last stronghold for the sake of protecting the frontier, even if towns and villages of the neighboring domain will end up obliterated.