Chapter 399 - Episode Forty-Five - The Count (3)

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“…… It would have been better for you to part peacefully here, crazy sorcerer.”

Count Julem glared at me, anger evident on his face.

“The girl is not here either. It won’t be a problem if you get a little rowdy.”

Three fireballs float around Count Julem.

This time, there was no chanting or magic circle at all. There is no sign of any magic tools.

“Can’t you realize that you’re trapping yourself when you think you’re trapping me? Don’t get too carried away just because you put up a good fight against the likes of Med and Sim ……”

“That’s rich of you to say when you can’t even fight Kudor head to head. You’ve been preparing for this for hundreds of years, right? I’ve only been around for a dozen years, but I’ve managed to shave off 30 percent of that with a few tweaked spirit bombs.”

“The only reason you were able to cross Kudor in your puny flesh and blood was because he was cutting corners. You are but one of many pawns for me and the Great Evil God Kudor.”

Count Julem raises his arms.

The three fireballs, each at a different angle, come towards me.

They are certainly fast, but they also move in a disgusting way, trying to exploit blind spots.

It’s much more advanced than anything I’ve ever seen a sorcerer unleash.

“- But, that’s it.”

The surrounding Hydeem Magimetal transformed and extended metallic tentacles, bouncing off the fireball and making it disappear.

The two Ortems chase Count Julem.

Count Julem kicks the floor, flies through the air, and rides a sailing pole.

He is incredibly light for such a large man.

Count Julem uses a curtain of wind to nudge the Ortem, who is chasing him from below, backwards.

The wind barrier that suddenly appears without any previous movement is quite troublesome.

I’m sure the blow of the Ortem is comparable to a large dragon, but it is easily avoided.

“You persistent wooden doll ……”

“No way I’ll let that happen!”

I waved my wand.

A magic circle appeared in Count Julem’s hand, split in two, and disappeared.

I thought he was a teleport …… but I guess not.

I guess was going to give up on the laggy teleportation and use attack magic to dispose of the Ortem.

I don’t know the details, but it was a magic that had almost no lag in its activation.

He was able to do it in time this time, but the timing was quite severe.

If I had to use an analogy, it would be like throwing a thread on a needle and threading it.

To be honest, if I had known it was an offensive magic, I wouldn’t have tried to break the magic circle in the first place.

“Why didn’t you destroy it before the magic circle is deployed ……? At this distance ……?”

“I guess it’s worth a try, will it make it.”

Count Julem’s eyes flashed with disgust as I muttered.

“You freak. I’ve always thought you had too much magic power for your vessel, but it’s not your amount of magic power that’s troublesome, it’s your morbid ability to control it.”

“Flame, form, ball.”

I deployed three magic circles and fired the same number of fireballs at Count Julem with a time delay.

Count Julem bends down to avoid the first one, and then kicks the sailing girders and jumps for the second one, holding out his hands and using his wind armor to catch it behind him.

The sail girder, crushed by the fireball, breaks and falls down.

The third shot caught Count Julem in midair.

“Tch!”

Count Julem holds out his hands, and the fireball stops moving and compresses slightly.

I guess he planning to crush it with a wall of air.

But when it shrank to a certain extent, the flame ball began to expand at once.

He couldn’t control it.

“Wha- ……!”

It exploded in his hands, and his hands and face were engulfed in flames.

Using that opening, the Ortem will lunge at his abdomen and repels him, and then a second one followed up with a blow to my shoulder, sending him into the distance.

It was a decent hit.

Is he dead?

But if I had failed to kill him, he would be able to escape.

I stood at the edge of the ship and pointed my wand at him.

…… since I don’t know where Mea is, I have no choice but to move in for the purpose of capturing him.

It is true that killing him will save the world for now.

But it doesn’t make sense to me that Mea can’t come back.

Count Julem, who was flying in the air, suddenly stopped and looked back at me.

There was no sign of burns or bruises.

The word “tough” doesn’t even begin to describe him.

I’m pretty sure my face was on fire.

“You annoying little brat …… Fine, I’ll put you out of your misery if that’s what you want. I’ll teach you what real fear is.”

I can feel Count Julem’s magic power increasing rapidly.

Count Julem glared at me from a distance on the ocean, his eyes wide open.

His face is not the face of a human being.

It was the eyes of a monster.

When our eyes met, I couldn’t help but be frightened.

“Sink together with the ship!”

Count Julem lifted his arms.

A large cave-in appeared in the sea.

This is a tornado.

A mass of wind storm, clearly visible to the eye, swirled and appeared between the ship and Count Julem.

I couldn’t see the ceiling of the tornado. It pierced through the clouds as well.

It’s a ridiculous amount of magic.

Even I can’t use a magic of this scale so casually.

The fact that he used long-distance teleporation magic sparingly suggests that he really does have as much magical power as I do.

At the very least, it’s much higher than the self-proclaimed Great Spirit Sim.

“Wind!”

I pointed my wand to the sky, creating a wind above my head.

I made a circle with a diameter of about five meters by making the wind blow around a small area.

This is the Abel Saw, a gaseous disk that is extremely thin and spinning at high speed.

If it hit, it could cut off even Kudor’s tentacles.

The tornado snaps and fizzles, and the seawater dances around it, causing a heavy rain.

The ship shuddered, and I clung desperately to the ship’s railing, looking in the direction the Abel Saw had gone.

The Abel’s saw touched the surface of the sea, splitting the ocean from side to side.

There were twin blue peaks so deep that you could not see the bottom.

“Cou-, Count Julem is ……”

No way, did I let him escape?

Should I have summoned Kudor to make sure I killed him?

But Kudor would never take the time to capture Mea in order to secure her whereabouts.

And since I had betrayed Kudor and fled afterwards, my life would be in danger if I called him out.

When I was looking for Count Julem I felt a powerful magic movement from closer than before.

I looked up. Count Julem was standing on top of the ship’s sailing post, his face bright red.

He held his arms above his head.

“You can’t even cancel it out at this distance! You’re going to have to disappear this time, Abel Belek.”

This is bad, he’s planning to use large-scale magic at this distance with no chanting!

If he did that, he would be caught in the storm, but Count Julem was originally a monster who lived for hundreds of years.

He has no injuries left from his past battles.

If that were the case, he would have been killed by the tornado that he had created earlier.

There might be some kind of trick to it.

“Wind, form, blade!”

I hurriedly unleashed my magic, trying to get Count Julem to interrupt his magic.

I fired a wind blade with a total length of at most 30 centimeters at high speed to Count Julem.

“Hm~, how fast ……”

Count Julem lowered his raised arm.

Count Julem was trying to convert his magic into a storm as before, but it seems he’s going to shift to building a wind barrier to deal with the attack at hand.

For the time being, my neck was connected.

The only thing I can do is to keep up the continuous attacks and not give him a chance to unleash his big move.

Count Julem is too dangerous.

I thought he was only a hair on Sim’s head, but he has a high life force that makes him seem immortal, a chantless defense and attack, and high-powered magic that can recreate a catastrophe.

He got the power to say he’s going to subjugate Kudor

A light sound sounded with a poof.

“Ah ……”

The upper half of Count Julem’s body jumped as he stood at the top of the sailing post.

The wind blade caught him squarely in the lower abdomen at the level of his navel.

Count Julem was split upside down.

“Oh, no way, it hit him …… Eh, that ……”

It seems that the blood in his head was so high that he was slow to switch to guard.

I didn’t intend to kill him either.

I didn’t ask him where Mea is yet.

I felt my blood drain away quickly.

The upper and lower halves of Count Julem’s body fall onto the ship.

As I approach him with my wand at the ready, his outlines and colors collapse and he begins to glow green.

Count Julem’s split body turns into a glowing wolf.

“Spi-, Spirit Beast!?”

The two wolves let out a roar as they split off to the left and right, pouncing on me from both sides.

The claws of the wolves were blocked by the Hydeem Magimetal that was guarding my surroundings.

While they’re doing this, they was kicked away by the Ortem, and the two bodies rolled over the ship, collided, and melted together again, becoming the original Count Julem.

“This can’t be happening…… Do you think …… I’m going to be killed here by one of my pawns, a little boy who hasn’t even live more than a hundred years at most? Impossible …… this is a battle between me and the Great Evil God Kudor ……!”

Count Julem’s breath was rising.

You can’t use that kind of large-scale magic easily, after all.

In addition, the amount of damage you have sustained should have exhausted you, even if it is not visible.

“…… What are you, So it was just a demon with no twists.”

Demons are a mass of spirits.

For simple sorcery, you can use the spirits that make up your body to recreate them at will.

Naturally, there is no need for chanting or magic circles.

Even Altamir can ignore the process and perform simple magic.

It’s not a strange story at all.

It was easy to understand why he had lived for hundreds of years, and why his injuries had disappeared.

Thoroughly, this guy, even disguises his magical movements to keep himself looking human.

It’s a trick that no lowly demon could ever pull off.

If you can recreate a human being, then of course you can repair an external injury in a matter of seconds.

“I was hoping it might give me some insight into sorcery …… but it’s the most disappointing reason I could think of. Whatever the case, I’m glad you’re still alive. Now I can make you tell me where Mea is.”

“Shut up, you crazy sorcerer ……!”

Count Julem glared at me with beastly eyes.

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