Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga

“It’s so much fun!”

The incident that happened at the same time as Senichigua, who threw away the corpse of a demon with the head split off, dyed his eyes black again with a mad smile, was quite dramatic.

Those sacrificed in the process of becoming the original rich are no different from empty shells deprived of everything, and the obstacles are nothing more than obstacles. Still, it can serve as a decoy to defend the stronghold, so it’s just that it has been guarding against intruders by setting up undead connected to it at certain intervals.

Those shells, as soon as Senichigua used its power, began to coalesce and twist into completely different beings. At first, the lich, who felt astonished and awed by the movement that started around the temple and gradually spread outside, soon remembered that he hadn’t offered any sacrifices to summon that demon.

“If you’ve come over temporarily for the sake of a contract, how can you exert such power?”

Demons need a proper sacrifice to manifest in this world. Because the restrictions and nets created by the gods reject those evil beings.

And the amount of sacrifice increases exponentially as the devil’s power grows. This is an unavoidable price because it is the process of creating a replacement for my body in full battle. You can compromise in moderation, but there will be restrictions on exercising that much power.

That was common sense. However, the demon in front of him was performing magic that even the rich would admire without such a process. Senichigua, who was tilting his head from side to side as if he was drunk, answered without erasing the smile on his lips. did.

“Ah. I had a proud friend who recently found a shortcut. I applied it a little bit. If you get it wrong, it could be a big problem… Well, don’t worry, it’s a problem that can be dealt with appropriately.”

I didn’t know what the hell it was, but I couldn’t use that kind of magic without paying a price. The lich, who had come to understand how selfish things called demons can be after a long deal of trading, once again checked his magical powers and reliquaries in the illusion of running a chill down his spine.

And I noticed a strange feeling of incongruity.

“…Senihigua, are you possibly touching my reliquary?”

A bizarre sense of incongruity, felt in the area where one’s reliquary is located, of unfamiliar magical energy.

“Hey, no matter how evil I am, I don’t do things like that without signing a proper contract.”

Even the undead he had set aside to protect the reliquary were not aware of the bizarre change, and to the question he asked just in case, Senichigua only answered with a look of regret as he rolled his blackened eyes.

“What about the undead?”
“That’s what you’re messing around with, but you’re leaving the kids you care about? Why? Is something weird?”
“Then this magical power… Damn it!”

I hate to admit it, but I was lucky.

If Senichigua hadn’t cast that grotesque magic, the nervous double-checking of the reliquary wouldn’t have happened.

“How the hell do these worms get my phylactery?!”

The body of the lich, who confirmed that the intruder had touched an object that should never be touched, began to emit blue flames as if representing anger.

Since he had been a rich man who had maintained his life through carefulness and planning for a long time, he did not take this incident lightly. Without saying a word, Senichigua, who had been absent-mindedly with his dark eyes fixed on the back of the lich who flew away from the temple and flew away in an instant, left the temple and flew away.

“Because they’re fun, too.”

This time, it was a grotesque smile that seemed to literally tear from ear to ear.

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We were able to quickly arrive at our first destination thanks to Emmet, who reduced all the undead in the area to ashes through the application of magic, which is comparable to what can be called art, with no time to use our bodies.

There seemed to be some skeletons that seemed stronger than the others, but it didn’t mean much. No matter how much you are in a position to refrain from divine power, you are a warrior in name and color, but if you can’t solve even those things, you won’t be able to raise your face in shame.

After sweeping the surrounding area and digging out the items buried deep in the ground with magic with Emmet’s help, Emmet looked at them for a while and nodded with a surprised expression and opened his mouth.

“It’s a reliquary.”
“Yu. Water. Ham.”
“Ah, yes. Reliquary.”

In a small box made of something dark and obnoxious to look at, though I don’t know what the alternative material was, there was only one ring that seemed insignificant at first glance.

But that’s just a story at a glance. From my point of view as a magical city, it is unusual enough to be counted among the magic tools I have seen so far.

“There are nine more of these?”

Is the aura special since it is linked with Rich in real time? Even Carl Kansi, who did not feel magical powers, looked at the artifact box and the ring and murmured as if sighing, furrowing his brows.

“That’s bad enough news, but I guess there’s worse news out there.”
“Is there anything worse here?”
“For some reason, the lich confirmed the connection to the reliquary. What’s the action of a guy who finds out that we’ve found this?”

No crazy, it’s not even equipped with some kind of motion sensor, so how do you know that?

I looked at Emmett to see if he had made a mistake, and his head, who had grasped my intentions like a ghost, shook his head with unprecedented intensity.

“I swear. There was no mistake. He must have been obsessed with checking the location of the reliquary at regular intervals to feel refreshed.”
“That’s all my luck.”

I was going to deal with the lich after I scraped it all together and smashed it all at once, but it turned out well.

“Is there anything to keep in mind when destroying this?”

I wanted to start by breaking a reliquary box here anyway, so I pulled out my sword and asked a question.

“It’s a structure that the lich uses to keep my lifeline, so I can’t split it easily because I put a protective magic on it? I’m confident in interpreting and disassembling it, but this…” A reaction that was difficult to see

. It was said that even Emmet would take time if he went straight ahead.

“Then you should do what you normally do.”
“hmm…?”

Before Emmet could react, I roughly dropped the reliquary box on the floor and slammed it down with magical energy around Esthe. Then, just before my sword touched the artifact box, Kwajajajak! With a shout, the triple and quadruple defenses blocked Este’s tip.

“Mi-crazy! Couldn’t the customer do something like that with a little notice!?”

Undoubtedly, it was a sword that I swung more accurately and stronger than the day I shot down the dragon head vertically while skydiving. Even now, I am using my whole body to press down hard.

But even so, it was very sluggish for Este to break through and break through the defense magic that was spread out like that. It’s not very hard to get stuck, but considering the cutting power that Este had shown with the Magic Grinder, it was an absurd level of resistance.

Not only did the tightrope of physical and magical attacks have been composed very exquisitely, but the fact that it was a magic tool made with a lot of effort for a long time is almost tangible. Even though Este is using divine power to the point where it doesn’t affect me, it’s like this.

“You think a lich is better than a dragon?”

In the end, a joke mixed with sentiment leaked out of his mouth, but of course Emmet didn’t agree.

“Do you think how much time and effort the lich put into that defense magic? It’s strange that you can pierce a level of magic with a holy sword that can last for several tens of minutes even if an ancient dragon comes and shoots a breath right now.”

It was an answer that I had already expected because I had been taking classes continuously from him. Emmet emphasized that a wizard is always prepared. It was a word that referred not only to the magic or magic tools that could be used right away, but also to all the battlefields and nests in which one would fight.

His theory was that even though magic can be cast at the same time, there is no end to the preparation through the magic circle, so a wizard who has been prepared solidly is no different from a strong fortress, but in reality, how far the gap can widen. I feel like I can finally see the outline of whether it exists.

The tenacity of the lich, who has been sitting in a coil for as little as tens or as long as more than a hundred years, obsessively carving spells to protect his reliquary, can never be ignored, apart from the fact that he is an undead who sold his soul to the devil. It was at an impossible level.

“Yes, even if he is a bitch in the world, he must have lived as a lich for years, but he cannot be on the same level as halfway wizards.”

I don’t think it’s going to be easy destroying it, but when I raise my head to check the temple side, it seems that I don’t even have time to look at it leisurely.

“Emmett will have to work hard this time.”
“… Nope.”

Emmett let out a low sigh when he identified a flying object that was clearly a lich approaching at high speed across the sky in the direction of the temple where a single crow did not fly.