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Suici*de by Raising a Heroine Chapter 121

121 – girl – 1

Serena held her sword at an angle, leaned slightly, slightly bent her knees, and glared at the demon in front of her.

This sword, called by her lord the title Wind Shear, had a very unique feeling of use. I was able to figure out all of them with just a couple of swings.

First of all, I barely felt any weight.

The center of gravity of a normal sword was very important. A sword whose center of gravity was not properly set not only increased the fatigue of the user, but also made it difficult to wield it properly.

It shouldn’t be too heavy, but it shouldn’t be too light either. A balanced center of gravity and proper weight were emphasized by all the articles.

Although there are weapons made of pure adamantium or pure orichalcum, the reason why there are almost no weapons made of pure mithril was because of its weight.

It was because Mithril’s characteristic of being too light compared to a metal of the same size was poisonous for making weapons.

However, Wind Shear was different.

Even though the weight was virtually non-existent, there was no unique discomfort felt in other swords, and it showed a very natural movement.

It was as if Serena’s arm had been stretched to the length of the wind shear.

“Get out of the way, mortal. It has nothing to do with you.”

The devil’s gaze turned to Serena’s back. It was the place where her master, who left everything to Serena and took a step back, was there.

This ‘entrusted’ part had a very important meaning to Serena. Therefore, Serena must respond to that belief.

Serena ignored the devil’s words and pointed the tip of her wind shear at him.

“My lord has ordered you to be destroyed.”

“A deal must be made. That mortal body I—”

Fain! A booming sound tore the air. The devil’s words stopped. His eyes rolled in all directions, trying to grasp the situation.

The demon’s body was divided into two exactly along the vertical line.

The cut section revealed the wriggling red vine stems filling the body. There was not a single trace of human blood in it.

One step later, I heard the sound of the ground cracking behind the demon. The clouds that flowed leisurely across the sky also split in half as if they had been cut with a knife.

Serena’s arm was slightly twisted to the side.

Not only does the physical entity exist properly, but even when it was cast as a world eater, which had a clearly visible appearance, it was a swordsmanship at a speed that the enemies could not even perceive with the naked eye, let alone defend, so when holding a wind shear whose appearance was not properly visible It was obvious what the destructive power would be.

All the wind that blows Serena is the blade of a sword, and the storm that blows is a blade, so what can she see and defend?

“How dare you say something to my lord?”

The blue pupils constricted to their utmost. There was no more light to be found in those brilliant eyes.

The red vine stems that covered the demon’s entire body entwined themselves and regenerated the body. The gap was filled at the same time that the cut surface was reattached.

Serena had no intention of looking at it any longer. The body was strengthened by applying mana to the whole body and raising the strength of the body to the limit.

the world slowed down

The figure of the devil recovering while procrastinating, the clouds flowing through the sky, and even the wind flowing through the sky could not keep up with the world flowing through Serena’s time.

kicked the ground The sandy stone floor cracked at the recoil, and instead of screaming, it spewed out large fragments. Even the process was absurdly slow.

The wind from the wind shear wrapped around Serena’s body. Because Wind Shear recognized Serena as her true master, they were able to step into each other’s world.

Wind shear recognized the speed brought by Serena’s physical enhancement, which no one except Charlotte could follow, and Serena gladly accepted the wind and storm provided by wind shear as her own.

The wind shear’s blade was trapped in the blade, and mana was wrapped around the raging storm. The wind filled with mana collided with each other, further boosting the power of the sword.

Serena’s body was naturally ready to wield herbivores. All of the skills and attitudes involved in wind shear rushed into my head in an instant.

Because the series of processes happened so naturally, Serena even for a moment thought that she had known the technology handed down by Wind Shear from the beginning.

The wind shear’s blade had a contradictory color that was blue and transparent.

If the wind and storm had constituted the sword before then, the current Wind Shear was something tantamount to the flow of mana itself.

There was a rumbling thunder that shook the heavens and the earth. It was the sound of thunder coming from the wind shear in Serena’s hand.

However, the thunder that erupted from the sword body did not reach the demon.

Before he could hear that sound, Serena reached the devil and raised her wind shear above her head, preparing to strike it down.

thunder.

It was one of the techniques that Wind Shear dedicated to its owner.

The demon heard the thunder and the wind shear struck the demon’s head at about the same time. As soon as the part supposed to be the devil’s ears accepted the unimaginable noise, it exploded.

Serena twisted to the left. In response, the wind shear twisted together, cutting off the devil’s upper body obliquely as if bursting, and then escaped.

The devil was still unable to properly lift the World Eater in his right hand. It was only natural that Serena approached him and completely vaporized his upper body before he could even react.

Serena’s right foot kicked the devil’s torso backwards. The half-burst body floated through the air and flew backwards.

Up to this point, in the real world, it was a mere blink of an eye.

Serena watched the demon’s body fly away and once again wrapped mana in her wind shear.

A storm raged around him.

Inside the blue oval glowing transfer door, Charlotte appeared alone. It was a place where the lord cried and risked his life to ask for help, where all the forest had evaporated.

There was no need to hear the location of the forest from the lord, since it was all solved with just one search magic.

Charlotte’s expression was not very good. It was because I felt bad when I remembered that a petty beast who only acted on my instincts was attached to her father.

The only thought in my head was to finish the work here as quickly as possible and return. The mere thought of being with the beast and his father made him queasy.

A pair of bloody red eyes scanned the completely devastated forest. As the lord said, all the land within sight was completely dry.

It was hard to find the slightest bit of life in the soil, which was completely dry and twisted with no moisture. Even the slightest wind blew the sand and dust.

I had guessed it to some extent after hearing the lord’s report, but it was even more disgusting when I actually visited this place. A weak divine power was felt from all sides.

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Just like the bitch clinging to her husband now, a damn bitch doing all kinds of ugliness to greet her god.

This forest was probably ‘cleansed’ by that bitch.

“It must be that year.”

Charlotte murmured to herself. I remember hearing an explanation about divine power sometime ago.

To define and purify everything in the world except for the two as heretical.

There was no other way to explain this phenomenon except for the divine power that bitch exerted. If a black blood monster had appeared, this place would have been filled with miasma rather than dried up and twisted.

I felt worse. Charlotte gritted her teeth for no reason. If this was an incident related to that year, there was virtually nothing Charlotte could do.

It seemed that the mad bitch had already left here a long time ago, as if there was no more luck. The proof was that the detection magic that monitored Charlotte’s surroundings was still alive and well.

If that bitch was still nearby, the detection magic would never have been activated.

It wasn’t the threat of the black blooded monster, and the person who caused the disaster had gone far away, so there was nothing more to investigate here.

It was the moment when Charlotte, who had finished grasping the entire situation, was about to open the transfer door again and return to the palace.

“Did we meet again?”

I heard a voice that shouldn’t be heard.

Charlotte stood there blankly for a moment. The detection magic was still working perfectly. Therefore, that voice means that he approached Charlotte ignoring the detection magic.

Charlotte’s detection magic can detect even a single ant crawling from a thousand kilometers away if you want, but you couldn’t detect someone talking to you from such a close distance?

It wasn’t that crazy bitch who went crazy once. If so, there was no way the detection magic was still working.

It wasn’t the same year as that insignificant beast either. I really hate to admit it, but the beast is now with Charlotte’s Giabi.

Then, what was that voice that was talking to Charlotte just now?

Charlotte turned around questioning. Not far away, a girl with black short hair, wearing a black top and short black skirt, was standing.

A large sword was driven obliquely downward into the girl’s heart. The blood flowing from the place where the greatsword was pierced seemed to still maintain its viscosity, or it seemed that it had already hardened a long time ago.

And above all, the words that they met again and that subtle expression as if recognizing Charlotte.

Actually, Charlotte had no memory of meeting a woman like that.

“I do not know you. To say we met again is nothing other than absurd.”

“I don’t care if you recognize me or not. That’s not what’s important.”

The girl’s smile changed in an instant as she looked at Charlotte, who was half annoyed and half suspicious.

“Why do you smell like Master?”

It was a very cold smile.

Suici*de by Raising a Heroine

Suici*de by Raising a Heroine

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Status: Completed Type: Released: 2021 Native Language: Korean
If there is no one who can kill me, wouldn’t it be better to raise someone who can kill me?

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