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The Great Ancient Wizard finds a DoYoSe and Shells (5)
A girl decided to conquer the Demon Realm, getting rid of the lower Demon races, leaving behind only the superior genes. To create a new race by utilizing only the good things of all the Demons and monsters. The girl vowed to rise to a position closer to the Devil than anyone else.
―What the hell are those monsters?
She was now running away, crying out in fear. Conquering the Demon Realm or creating a race? Now in front of that monster, it was all just a funny story.
―Bring the queen!
―Hey, we have to give up here…
― We can’t win, we can’t win…
“The germs, we need to get rid of them all!”
There was a girl who looked too ordinary and strangely gave off human energy. But if you were to see her wielding that massive weapon, one in each hand, you wouldn’t dare compare the sight to a human. The destroyer appeared suddenly, breaking the cornerstone of the kingdom that the girl had built so far.
―Argh! Argh!
―Stop that monster somehow!
―It’s impossible; all interference is impossible…! Spores are being destroyed before they even get close!
―Your Majesty…run away…!
She took away the bodies of countless others in spore form. The masters of the muscular body created by extracting only the best parts from the race, all the creatures of the Mahwa Tribe dared to be called elites were now being smashed by that girl.
―Your Majesty, this is safe…yikes!
―A sniper!? There’s a sniper!
―Where are you shooting from…argh!
Most frightening of all was that the girl had another colleague. The Mahwa living in the Demon Realm was famous for not being subjugated by anyone, yet there was another monster who subjugated and shot them with strange stones. No matter how hard they try to get their men to locate them, they couldn’t find them.
Before the tracking had been completed, their head was pierced by a flying stone. The little queen shed tears as her guards were torn to shreds.
―You can’t do this, you can’t do this…our Mahwa must be the best in the world! Why?
―Your Majesty, run away!
A loyal servant put a small bottle in the girl’s arms. The bottle contained countless Mahwa spores.
―It is a spore that contains information from only the best genes. With this, our Mahwa can be resurrected anytime, anywhere.
―The Mahwa Tribe can rise to the top of the Demon Realm if the queen is alive and well!
―Your Majesty, run away!
―Ahhhh, it’s a great honor to be able to sacrifice my life for the queen…
A strange stone was stuck in the head of the Mahwa, who turned around after placing the bottle of spores in the girl’s arms. Initially, the Demons weren’t easily killed just by destroying their head, but it quickly spread destructive magic throughout the Demons’ bodies, causing them to die completely.
―No. No.
This was going to kill all of them. The girl acknowledged that all her ambitions were in vain and decided to survive at the top of her list. But that alone didn’t change anything. The girl wasn’t yet complete, and without the help of her men, she wasn’t confident she could escape from here safely. Above all, there was no guarantee that running away would lead to safe land. They were fighting on the battlefield just a moment ago. Who would take her side at a time like this?
[Let’s make a barrier.]
Then someone’s voice stuck directly in her mind. It sounded very familiar.
―Barrier…?
[Yes, a barrier.]
A woman’s voice that sounded familiar, as if it were her. However, the thick Dark Magic and maturity contained in it were completely different in quality from the girl’s. She could only hear the voice, but she couldn’t see her at all, but the other person seemed to be depicted in front of her. It was clear that it would be the kind of Mahwa Tribe that could easily escape the pursuit of those terrible Demons.
[Let me lend you my strength. You run away with your precious subordinates.]
―Precious subordinates…
She held the bottle in her arms tightly. There were other men whom she wanted to take, but they were being destroyed.
“The germs, they need to be eliminated! The germs are bad! They’re picking on my brother and me!”
―Who the hell is your brother? Argh! Argh!
―Your Majesty, come on! Get out of here!
[Come on. Leave everything to me.]
―Oka-okay.
If she didn’t hurry, the girl was going to die. She urgently put Dark magic into her voice…
“You can’t do that.”
Just before that, the cold voice cut off the flow of the spell.
“Should the Queen of the Mahwa Tribe simply give up everything?”
The girl looked up. Before she knew it, there were two men standing in front of her. One was covered in a hood, his face completely hidden. One had pale-gray skin and black-curved tattoos all over his body, making him look a little hideous.
―Who is it?
“Hey.”
The tattooed man reached out to the girl, answering briefly. The girl shuddered back, but the man’s hand grabbed her wrist faster than she could move.
“If the possibility of the Mahwa Tribe increases, we can go beyond her.”
―Oh, no…
“I’m trying to help you, loser.”
The First Demon smiled softly, the tattoo on his face twisting. It was a little upsetting that the man in the sun robe was not budging at all.
“For the Devil himself commanded me.”
The man drew the queen’s hand and spoke calmly.
“Save the things that are thrown away and create the new and greatest.”
The man uttered such words like a song, revealing his magic.
“In the name of the Devil, subjugate…”
―Bang!
A stone struck the man’s head. Only at that moment was the girl able to identify the stone. A small lump of metal imprinted with bizarre patterns, like the man’s tattoo. The tip was sharpened, digging into the man’s head at maximum speed.
“It hurts…!”
The man’s expression was distorted. She thought he’d be aloof no matter what happened, but it seemed too painful for that. Every time the man moved, his tattoos shone to repair his wounds. But the metal that burrowed into his head also had an ominous glow against him, hindering his recovery. Now that he was doing that, it was as if the man had been frozen in time.
[Now.]
The woman’s voice came back.
[We need to run. He’s trying to strengthen himself with all the potential of the Manhwa tribe. We have to protect the Mahwa!]
―Oka-okay.
The girl hurriedly shook off the man’s hand and jumped back. The strange energy of the man, and above all, the ominous tattoos on the man’s whole body, were causing an intense rejection. On the other hand, who was this voice? Even if it were her voice in the future, she couldn’t trust it easily.
[On the count of three, we’ll open a door. I’ll lead you, don’t let go of the magic.]
―I got it
At first, she was wary of the woman, but she thought that even if she tried to deceive her, it would be much better than being caught and killed by the man in front of her.
“…”
Then. The tattooed man, who was still behind her, reached out. A magical force quickly formed in the air at that moment. However, an opponent appeared on this site as well.
“Diiiiiiiiie!”
A beautiful girl dropping from the sky struck at the man wearing the robe! The demon, who had slaughtered the girl’s men just a moment ago, was changing the direction of his hostility.
“…!”
The man in the robe recoiled, muttering unintelligible words. The withdrawal, which broke the magic created in the air at once, tried to tear up the man, but he could remain safe thanks to the protection magic that triggered at that moment. Instead, part of his robe was torn apart, and the purple eyes of the man revealed through the gap stopped the girl from breathing.
‘Beautiful……!’
The beauty threatened to suck her in as goosebumps formed on her arms. What was more shocking was that the man’s energy leaked out as soon as part of the robe was destroyed appeared human.
“Oh, don’t miss it!”
“Huh!”
[One.]
The woman counted. After barely recovering, the man named the First Demon ran toward the girl, activating his tattoos at once. The man in the robe managed to press down on his hood that had been partially destroyed, clenched his teeth and used his magic. But soon, it was destroyed by the girl with an iron fist.
“You make me feel bad! Don’t imitate him; my Oppa is much more handsome than you!”
― Is she talking about her brother again?
[Two.]
The woman counted two. A few blocks of metal flew in again toward the First Demon. The metal that flew from all directions contained terrible magic, which was being distorted one by one by the man.
“This damn thing interrupts the work of purebloods on the subject of hybridity! Catch that wizard!”
“…!”
The man that was ordered by the First Demon spread out his hands and quickly pulled in a vast amount of magic, but it was also destroyed.
“I can’t let you go any longer; I’ll kill you!”
“Queen! Four years you must obey the will of the Devil!”
The magic circle of the man wearing the robe filled everywhere. They were avoiding the flying metal, and the First Demon came running.
[Three!]
The woman counted to three. The girl gave all her Dark magic to the voice. The next moment, the landscape changed.
―Gasp, whew…
The girl was left alone on the floor. She touched the bottle in her arms. The spores were safe. If you look around, it was still full of magic, but it was a sort of space where no one else could enter.
―It’s as if we’ve created a space for our Mahwa Tribe to make a fresh start…
She helped herself.
―I’m alive.
The girl…the Queen of Mahwa Tribe, felt alive as she squeezed the soil below her.
―I’ll kill them.
It was deep anger that came after relief.
―The demon who attacked the person who helped her and me.
—I’ll kill all of them.
—I shall create a world of Mahwa.
—We will eat everything mercilessly and make everything our own.
―To do that, now…
‘First of all, I need to regain my energy.’
A demon was coming. The girl couldn’t resist and fell flat on her face. When she woke up again, she didn’t remember exactly what happened to her. Only the unknown hatred of men and demons remained strong.
* * *
That day, Belois wore a maid’s uniform that she only wore when serving Evan. On top of it was the robe of witches and a cone hat presented by Melonia, the head of witches.
“It’s Belois, ma’am.”
“Oh, come on in.”
Knocking on the door, Redine greeted her as if she had been waiting this entire time. Belois opened the door carefully and went inside. Redine, the Marquess of Sherden, was always accompanied by a maid, but today she was alone. A kettle in the air was pouring clear tea water into her teacup. The luxurious scent revealed it to be Elven Tea.
“I got it from Mirole. Would you like a drink, too? It’s good for pregnant women.”
“I will try it. Thank you very much.”
Although she was drinking Elven tea after receiving it from Mirole, Belois sat obediently across from Redine and received the tea she poured.
“Whoa…”
She took a sip. Initially, it wasn’t just the tea leaves that matter, but the way you boiled them was also significant, and the tea made by Redine was fragrant and delicious as if it were made by the Elf herself. She was convinced.
“Madam, I’m here to tell you something.”
“I know. That’s probably why you came here wearing a witch’s cone, isn’t it?
“Yes.”
“Feel free to ask. There’s nothing you can’t say.”
Redine’s eyes were mellow as they often diverted to Belois’s abdomen.
“I’m sorry I hid it, I…”
“I understand everything, so it’s okay. I was pregnant before marriage, too.”
“Ah…!”
Her in-law was much like her. Belois calmed herself down by carefully stroking her belly, which had yet to show signs of holding a child. She put down the teacup, took a deep breath, and got down to business.
“The ancient seal was released, and the arm of the Devil appeared. In the process of sealing it, I felt magic that looked very much like your mana…madam, do you know anything?”
“No.”
“I didn’t know before, but now I know. Madam, you have so much magic that I dare not follow it all the way. But you tend to hide it for some reason. Or does it have anything to do with the seal on the Devil’s body?”
“I don’t know.”
Redine answered firmly and soon smiled vaguely and added.
“There’s a seal on my memory, too. For now.”
“As expected.”
Belois sighed lightly and took another sip of tea. Even though it was the same tea, it tasted different somehow. It was a more profound and heavier taste.
“I’m sorry I can’t tell you all, but it won’t be too long.”
“Is the seal loosening?”
“Yes.”
Redine admitted it without hesitation and raised her glass. A kettle flew in and filled it back up.
“As you may have noticed, there’s not much wrong with the seal. Our Evan didn’t do anything wrong. It’s just that the seal is becoming undone with time.”
“The Master will be back then, won’t he?”
“Nothing will start without Evan coming back.,” Redine replied in a calm tone and smiled softly. “So, you don’t have to be nervous.”
“I miss the Master…I’m so worried; there’s nothing I can do.”
Belois couldn’t hide her innermost thoughts from her teacher. Redine smiled bitterly at her lip, pouting and murmuring in a nervous voice.
“I miss Evan a lot, too.”
Redine rose from her seat and approached Belois’ side, hugging her dearly from behind. Then suddenly, a smile formed. When Belois turned around with a curious look, Redine spoke with a laugh.
“When Evan comes back, I’m looking forward to seeing what he’ll look like when he finds out he’s expecting three children.”
“Ahhh…hehe…”
Belois barely burst into laughter; perhaps she felt ridiculous after listening to Redine. Redine smiled with satisfaction, gently combing Belois’s black hair.
“Let’s look forward to Evan coming back soon. You should wear a dress that looks pretty.”
“I’m sure Master will say I’m pretty even if I’m pregnant with a big belly.”
“Oh my, my eyes are sore. I’ll have to make a third child with my husband now, too.”
“Just do it after you solve the Devil problem.”
“Whoo, yeah.”
The two witches laughed like that for a while. If Evan found out about this news, he wouldn’t be able to smile, but he wasn’t here anyway, so they couldn’t help it.