Chapter 380 – Meigar, the Warmest Wizard (9)
“Because he is a madman, whether it’s from the day or not! You dare to point your sword at your ancestors because you have nowhere to point your sword?”
“Fuck the fuck! You bastards who exploit innocent demons! Take my blade of justice!”
“What, what! Mimir! Mimir!”
The bearded ancestor called out Mimir’s name. But Mimir was still stiffening her body, trembling all over. She shook her head to and fro, trying not to move her body her as her veins rose up against her pale face her. The moment the bearded ancestor tried to touch Mimir, my demonic sword cut his soul in half.
“Oops!”
The spirit that had been hit by the sword hesitated and then looked at me again. And screamed at me
“It’s no use… !”
To correct it, I was trying to scream. He was at a loss for words as he watched his half body his dissipate into thin air. The other spirits were also swirling around, buzzing as if they hadn’t grasped the situation. The spirit trembled as it stirred its half body, then screamed as it felt its form crumbling.
“Aaaaagh! Aaaaagh! What have you done! Aaaaagh!”
The bearded soul was sucked into my sword like a genie being sucked into a lamp. Seeing this, my ancestors shuddered and shouted.
“Do you know what you have just done! What the hell… !”
I lifted my ancestor’s neck at once. The ancestor whose head had been blown away was speechless, waved his hands in the air, and scattered his body his trembling. Epsilon Meigar saw the figure and reached out to her, chanting her incantation. Intense energy began to gather at her fingertips.
“Stop. May go!”
Then, her other spirit attacked her from behind. Meigar’s magic escaped me and shot into the air. The magical power that hit the wall exploded and created a great echo in the hall. I shook my head and began to cut down the souls hovering around the hall one by one.
“What are you doing, Aglio Festa!”
“Now we must finish! It’s time to reflect on your evil deeds. May go!”
Aglio Festa. The owner of my favorite wagon was pushing Meiga down. Due to his active resistance to her, Meigar was unable to use her magic properly. While she struggled, I began butchering other spirits with little fighting ability.
“Profit! I, who was once the best warrior in Ashildern…!”
The man who claimed to be the best warrior in Ashildern was cut in half. The talented tattooist who led Ahildern and the philosopher who once laid the groundwork for ideology on this land were all sucked into the sword and screaming more and more. Aglio Festa yelled at me, suppressing Mayga.
“Quickly unseal Mimir. Lucius! There’s a way to do this carnage, right? Is that right?”
His voice was clearly audible through the pile of pieces of soul that were torn away like pieces of paper. I met eyes with Aglio Festa. His eyes his, which had a clear impression, were burning with a clear desire unlike anything he had seen before.
Fragments of souls were flying like flower petals. It turned into white dust and shimmered around the graveyard. Salina, who was watching this from a distance, said.
“It is beautiful.”
At those words, A.A. Was started. Maygar cursed at me as I lay on her floor her.
“You stupid bastard! Do you know what you’ve been doing? You erased all the history of this land with your own hands! Wisdom accumulated over thousands of years was destroyed with one single stroke of your sword! Now who advises the military side of Ashildern, who works hard in hopes of entering Mimir? What’s the point of sacrificing one of these demons! Did you do something like this!”
Aglio Festa’s hand pressed down on Meiga once again. As if physical interference between her souls was possible, Meiga let out a scream of pain whenever Festa pressed down on her body.
“Festa! Why are you guys Why are you betraying us? What do you think would be different if you acted like this? You, too, will be turned to dust by that lunatic killer! If you beat that demon, you’re going to die from a sexist!”
“Stop it, May.”
“It was a problem in itself to give Mimir’s place to you who burned the materials and committed suicide! You bastard possessed by that stupid demon…”
“Stop it. No need to cry more It’s over.”
“Nothing is over! Nothing is over! All of these are my achievements! You tarnished my work! I will wake up the evil demons and drive this world to destruction! When that demon wakes up, we… !”
“Meiga. I know everything.”
Maygar shut her mouth. Her gaze her turned to Aglio Festa. And again she turned to Mimir. Saying I knew everything was too intrusive. I threw her knife on the floor and said to Ai.
“Warrior. Take the wagon with Salina and go to Artie’s Cave. I’ve specified the location on the map, so you should be able to come right away.”
“Ah yes. I know.”
A.A and Salina disappeared beyond Mimir. Mimir sat down on her floor, motionless. It seemed that as souls died, there was no need to carry out their orders. Meiga continued to move and tried to use her magic her, but Festa was struggling to stop her.
He said in a melancholy voice.
“Meiga. It was something that should have been done someday. I couldn’t because I was a coward. How fortunate are you to be able to finish it now?”
“…A fool who doesn’t even know what’s the point.”
“I had to go the right way. You will not understand.”
Artie would charge the wagon and return right away, so it wouldn’t take too long to get back. I sat down near the knife to kill Mayga right away when the time came. Maygar seemed to have given up on trying harder. She said drooping.
“I didn’t do anything wrong.”
Footsteps were heard again in the distance. Meigar sensed her suspiciousness just by that sign. Festa looked at me with her tense face. Maya shouted.
“What did you bring to Mimir? Isn’t this, this is the devil! What the hell, what the hell are you!”
Festa suppressed Meiga’s argument once again. Artie was walking in the dark, guided by A.A. And Salina. She was blinking her eyes as she gazed curiously into the interior of her hall. She then looked at me and smiled broadly.
“You are safe!”
And he ran up to me and hugged me. Meiga struggled further under Festa and screamed.
“Let go! Aglio Festa You stupid bastard! I mean let go now! If we don’t get rid of that demon now… A threat to all of Ahildern… !”
Artie laughed and snapped his fingers. Meigar, who had been chatting excitedly a moment ago, blocked her mouth her. As Festa quietly let go of her hand her, Maygar struggled, vigorously waving her hand in the air, but nothing happened. Artie shook her head and ran towards Mimir.
“Mimir. Was it very difficult?”
Ati stroked Mimir’s head and sat down on her lap. She then laid Mimir on her own thigh and slowly raised her hand over her head. As she closed her eyes and began to gather her mana, Meigar began to struggle harder and harder. It was so desperate. However, her festa face was also desperate to stop her.
A.A and Salina both watched the two spirits with puzzled faces. Ati’s fingertips glowed golden, and she began to light up Mimir’s whole body her. Maygar let out a silent scream as she scraped her floor under Festa.
“Mimir.”
Artie asked, opening her eyes. Mimir began to blink as she stared into space with her unfocused gaze. She blinked her eyes a few times, then started groping her floor, wiping her tears. As if she could n’t realize her her body her, she stroked her floor again and again and then stood up from her seat her, looking around her. As her legs she gave out, as she sat down again, she started screaming.
“Ah, ah… ! Ah… Ah… !”
She was scratching the ground and weeping. Meiga, who had been struggling as if something was about to happen a moment ago, suddenly became quiet with her head lowered. Mimir crouched down on her floor, her tears streaming down her face her.
“Why… Why me… Why… ! Aaaaagh! Aaaaagh!”
She then screamed, scratching her head nervously. After screaming several times, she began to touch the dust that had accumulated on the floor. She touched the soil with exclamations of joy, as if a child had touched it for the first time, and began to cry again.
“Ugh… ! Me, me… Why me… ! Hehe… ! Why the hell… !”
“Are you okay, Mimir?”
Artie asked. Mimir turned her head. Returning to her life, she was even more beautiful than I expected. The tattoos covering her body were periodically shining like a neon sign on a busy street. She looked at Artie, wiping the tears from her red eyes. She said with a sniffle.
“I, I… It’s not Mimir.”
“Mimir? What are you talking about?”
Artie had a puzzled expression. I couldn’t understand either. Have you lost your memory because you were soaked in Meigar’s oath for too long? Is there something wrong with your head? Artie held out her hand. Mimir backed away from Atti. She then looked around and she spotted Meigar and approached her. Maygar avoided Mimir’s gaze at her.
Mimir asked as Artie snapped her fingers.
“Meiga. Why are you doing this to me? Yes?”
“Mimir. Who are you?”
Mimir turned her head to me. She looked at me and blushed and then curled up. Covering her chest and crotch, she cried out in tears.
“You you… Me, the other day, I touched my girl here…!”
“It must be someone who looks like him. So who are you?”
Little things didn’t matter. Aye shook her head behind her. Mimir looked at Mayga and said.
“My name is Omelas Ash.”
Ali Rio Festa nodded his head with a calm face.
“It’s Omelas Ash.”
