Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga

The distance is closing in an instant.

However, even in front of a presence that narrows in seconds, Senichigua is relaxed. Although she may act sly, she is not stupid, because she knows all too well that no matter how divided the reliquary is, the existence held by the lich will not pose a threat to her.

Because of that, she slowly developed doubts and expectations, and fell into trouble.

It was only that he was not a threat, but it was clear that the opponent was a mortal belonging to the strong. It’s been a long time since he faced a strong man running towards him with obvious hostility towards him in this form, so from Senichigua’s point of view, he wanted to prepare accordingly and enjoy this moment.

It took time to make the undead again, and I was worried that they would break if I touched them, so it was a real challenge… “…

Wait, but you know who I am and you’re so aggressive?”

Unlike demons and gods, demons do not have a special presence. Maybe it’s because he’s not allowed to set foot in this world, but the important thing is that there’s no way to identify him as a demon based on his presence or amount of magic power.

However, the unidentified visitor was heading towards this place with clear hostility that made me wonder if he could see it. In the first place, he fights well with Rich, and then suddenly runs to this place. It is also unknown.

At first, after belatedly noticing the loophole in probability that I had been missing out on with excitement, doubts settled down as I pushed away the swollen questions.

Richie said of his existence? It’s not impossible, but usually running away would be the right response. How many mortals have gone so far as to go out of their way to deal with even the devil while it is difficult to deal with even the lich?

Rather, it was a reasonable reasoning to assume that there would be another wizard or colleague helping the lich, and that he dispersed his power with the feeling of using his hands in advance before interfering separately.

“Then would it be better to show a corresponding attitude?”

Acting as an ordinary mortal or monster, acting as if he was losing one-sidedly, and imagining revealing himself as a demon the moment he was convinced that he had won the game, Senichigua decided to quickly change his appearance, admiring his own imagination.

“Usually those who come without knowing how precious their lives are are likely to be men… so it wouldn’t be bad to have a body and appearance full of feminine charm.”

The same lich is boring, so if you pretend to be a warlock who serves the lich, you will get a pretty good picture.

Of course, even if you just stay still, your appearance is outstanding, but mortals often do not understand all of their beauty with their short insights, so they decided to find an appropriate compromise and match it.

As soon as the review of the appearance prepared so ambitiously was over, the visitor who entered the collapsed entrance of the temple was almost smashed to death, a large human male warrior.

“Human?!”

So, without realizing it, I showed a different reaction than I planned. I could definitely feel the magic, but why did the human race come out? I thought maybe I was misunderstanding that I was using an aura, so I tried to focus my attention, but it was true that the humans were wearing magical powers.

He came to his senses belatedly and looked at the reaction, but it was strange that he showed a subtle reaction of glaring at himself and frowning, considering that he had appeared as if even the enemy of Cheolcheon had come. In any case, there was an unintentional delay, so I decided to take a closer look at the Senichiguado Humans in order to know the other person even a little more clearly.

He didn’t have horns on his head, but he felt magical power, and his size wasn’t ordinary, but the equipment he was wearing stood out more. Although the armor worn on the body is very damaged, it is of a high quality that is comparable to that of quite a few knights, and even though the cloak worn over it is worn out and shabby, it cannot cover all the majesty of the armor.

Holding a long sword in one hand and a two-handed ax in the other is a sight that makes both eyes suspicious. No matter how you look at it, both are two-handed weapons… Even the last savage warriors Senichigua remembers didn’t fight in that ignorant form.

I’m sure I looked closely to understand it, but the more I look at it, the more troublesome and incomprehensible they are.

“Who, who…”

After failing to comprehend the situation, Senichigua decided to wait and see the situation by going into improvisation, albeit clumsily.

No, I was going to look. However, it seems that the opponent had no intention of doing so.

At the same time as he appeared, the heads of the human race, who had been glaring at him without saying a single word, tilted slightly.

-Quad deuk!

One of his arms went numb, and with a huge impact, Senichigua’s right arm was severed from the shoulder.

“… Nyakiaaaaa!!”

Of course it doesn’t hurt. This kind of normal physical attack can’t do meaningful damage to demons. But apart from that, I was really surprised, so there was sincerity in the scream.

The savage attitude of throwing the weapon first, the speed of the weapon so fast that it was hard to catch up with the eyes, the fact that it was not a long sword but a two-handed ax, and the accuracy of the ax thrown like that were all surprising.

It was the first time in Senichigua’s entire life that a mad human used a two-handed ax for throwing. Could it be that all the mana felt by that human is the strengthening magic bestowed by the magician? If so, it seems to make sense.

“Arm! My arm!!”

throbbing.

Feeling his heart pounding with anticipation, Senichigua put his whole body into acting. I fell to the floor, struggling to contain my laughter as I let out a weeping scream as I tumbled awkwardly. However, whenever he hears the human footsteps getting closer and closer to him, the corner of his mouth naturally rises with the pleasure of imagining the situation that will unfold in the future.

Should I be careless? Ordinary wizards can’t use magic if they’re distracted, so you can feel that you’ve incapacitated them enough by blowing an arm. Even if that were not the case, if the purpose of the interrogation was to understand the situation, it would not hurt Senichigua any more.

What to ask? About the lich’s relics? what were you doing here? Or do you think they are parasitic wizards or fanatics and sell them off?

Senichigua, who struggled in the puddle of blood flowing from his shoulder while imagining this and that, felt the presence of the humans who were getting quite close and moved his gaze as naturally as possible.

While playing a thoroughly underdog who is terrified and writhing in pain. The man’s gaze looking down at her was chillingly cold.

“This is a funny kid.”

What’s funny about this? Senichigua, who was proud of his acting, had no time for questions to spread on his face. It was because when he raised his right hand, which had been empty due to the human throwing the axe, and spread it out, a strange magical reaction occurred and the axe, which flew far away and was stuck in the wall, returned in an instant.

“Hey, wait!”

Acting out despair and urgency, Senichigua thought. It’s a human race that plays much better than expected.

The ferocious human, which is hard to be said to be mild, swung the ax that was raised again without hesitation and slashed Senichigua in the stomach.

“Well, Hi! Turning …”

I thought I could play more. I’m sorry, but I couldn’t help it. A weak wizard not accustomed to suffering could die from such a shock. Deciding that it would be best to just pretend to be dead and see what his next reaction would be, since it doesn’t look like he’s trying to figure out anything for himself, Senichigua played off his death slowly.

Bleeding, last breath, pupils dilated. Absolutely perfect acting.

“Are you having fun?”

However, the Humans, who were deceived by the smoke and had to turn their heads or show other reactions, only reacted with dismay, leaning on the ax handle that pierced Senichigua’s body and stuck to the floor.

“Anyway, demons are a fucking prosperous year.”

In response to the unexpected results that continued, Senichigua did not hide his smile this time and made eye contact with the Humans.

“Amazing.”

He could have recovered in an instant, or he could have attacked with blood as a medium, but Senichigua didn’t. It was because this unpredictable human race had too much curiosity to let go so easily.

Instead, she recovered her severed arm in a relaxed manner, then lay down on the floor and looked up at the Humanoid.

“They’re interesting humans. How did you know?”

Despite the fact that their attacks did not inflict any damage, the Humans are still unconcerned. Rather, he even snorted and continued talking arrogantly without loosening his posture leaning on the axe.

“I’m the only one asking questions. You don’t have a choice. Name.”
“Puuhahaha!”

Seeing the attitude as if he was holding his own life, Senichigua burst out laughing heartily.

Oh my God, such an arrogant human race! First time seeing it in hundreds of years!

“Poo-up, ah, sorry! It’s so funny! I couldn’t stand it. Sleep… Poop! Yeah, you’re curious about my name? I’m called Ingladio.”

Senichigua, who laughed so hard while wiping the tears from flowing and calmly telling a lie, wondered why the human race asked for his name. Do you believe in the ridiculous myth that if you know the devil’s true name, you can seal it away? If so …

“Yeah, I didn’t want to see the chews who answered alumni for a while.”

It was then that the human sword pierced the arm of the reattached Senichigua.

– Fu-wook!

“Kiyaaah !!!!”

And Senichigua screamed heartily at the pain he felt for the first time in his life.

What is it? Why does it hurt? What is that sword? Even a magic sword can’t give me this kind of pain?

Confused by the intense pain that made her take a deep breath despite being able to be unrestrained by her temporary body, Senichigua tried to do something with the sword stuck in her arm, but the strength of the human holding the sword was again beyond her expectations this time.

“You are not Ingladio. Name.”

It was only then that Senichigua had a hunch that something was terribly wrong.