Chapter : 193

Hartain, who held his sword first, rushed toward Iris.

“Haha.”

Iris lightly dodged the sword strike rushing fiercely toward her by twisting her side, and dropped an alchemy potion on the floor.

Pop!

A loud sound burst out, and as the glass bottle broke, the alchemy liquid flowing onto the floor evaporated rapidly.

The vaporized liquid created a hazy smoke and disturbed their vision.

“…….”

It is the style of combat Iris likes to use.

Is it ending up like this after all.

He did not expect her to stop at just a word.

But he inwardly hoped she would stop. Even while knowing clearly that everything was in vain.

「It is an artifact that allows you to use magic.」

Beatrice handed him several pearls imbued with magic.

To think it was an artifact that allowed even Mordin, whose mana circuits were ruined, to use magic.

Since she would not have made such things normally, she must have made them for Mordin on the spot.

‘She is a genius.’

In the eyes of Mordin, who was nothing more than ordinary, Beatrice was already enough of a genius.

As the pearl scattered with a crumbling sound in his hand, Hartain frowned slightly.

Did he correct the vision with magic, it would have been nice if he said so in advance!

But it is fine. If he was the type to be flustered by suddenly changed vision, he would have died around the age of five long ago!

“Oh my.”

Iris muttered as if surprised at the sword that changed its trajectory and flew straight toward her.

However, it was so flat that it did not seem like she was truly surprised.

Iris, who dodged the attack by twisting her body once more, wrapped around Hartain’s arm, twisted it, and pressed it down.

“!!”

Pain rushes in from the posture where his arm is bent and suppressed by force.

Hartain gritted his teeth to hold back a scream and instead grabbed Iris’s other arm with his free hand to fix her body in place.

Fel, aiming for the opening where Iris was fixed, crushed a pearl once again.

A magic arrow flew toward Iris.

‘Approximately 5 minutes.’

Hartain judged the situation calmly.

He asked Fel for protection and assistance of the injured, but realistically, assistance could not be expected.

Even to Hartain, who was far from treating the injured, Theo Lisitoel’s injuries were extremely serious.

It is not an exaggeration to say that a miracle of God occurred just by him walking here alive.

It would take quite a long time just to stabilize his breathing.

If they cannot win, they must at least endure until Theo Lisitoel recovers.

Hartain’s calculation was accurate and simple.

Endure.

There is no other plan. Just endure.

However, Iris Viden was never the type of person to just sit back and watch that happen.

“I see.”

Iris, who let out a light nasal sound, indifferently ‘cut off’ the arm grabbed by Hartain.

Red blood splattered, and Hartain immediately closed his eyes to avoid the blood almost getting into them.

While Hartain, who did not know Iris would cut her own arm to dodge, was flustered and lost his grip, the blood on the severed forearm hardened, and the wound disappeared leaving only a red thread line.

“Crazy?”

Seeing that sight, Hartain was astonished.

No matter how much the sinner who committed a taboo is a monster far beyond the human range, the recovery speed is this fast?

In the meantime, Iris rushed straight toward Mordin.

Mordin looked straight at Iris and crushed another pearl to use defensive magic.

Droxen’s defensive magic was the most powerful defensive magic in existence, but the sight of Iris cracking and breaking that magic with just her bare hands was far beyond the category of a human.

Though she could not be called human from the moment she cut off her arm and reattached it, anyway.

“…Iris Nuna.”

He regretted it.

Back then, if he had asked Nuna what happened on that rainy night.

So if they could have shared and scooped out all that darkness without her having to harbor it alone, would something have changed.

“You regret it?”

Iris, facing Mordin’s face beyond the defensive magic, sneered.

“Yes, I regret it.”

So he asks even now.

“Just what happened that night?”

After the bleak murmur, Iris’s atmosphere changed in an instant.

“It would be better to kill you after all.”

Fel and Hartain, who felt that, were astonished. Was it all a joke until now?

But they could not just stay surprised. Hartain, straightening his body, adjusted his grip on the sword and rushed toward Iris with all his might.

“Annoying.”

Iris, who glanced at Hartain, lightly beckoned with her hand.

Boom!!!

A massive wave of energy was transmitted, and Hartain was swept away by it, crashing into the wall with a roar.

“Tan!!”

Surprised by that sight, Fel shouted his name.

“Cough!!”

Fel’s eyes widened at the sight of blood splattering.

Hartain is a capable Heretic Inquisitor. Even if the opponent is a monster who committed a taboo, he allowed a hit this helplessly?

At the unbelievable sight, Fel could not help but be astonished.

“I am fine so—”

“The patient should shut up.”

At the brutal rebuke, Theo eventually decided to shut up quietly.

He seemed to reveal dissatisfaction strangely, but Fel quickly regained composure and poured healing magic onto Theo one-sidedly.

“But, Tan is—”

“Sunbae, just block his mouth.”

“That would be better.”

When Lerwon really tried to block his mouth, Theo closed his mouth.

Although he said that would be better, Lerwon glanced at that side as if he was inwardly concerned about Hartain.

Is he really okay? At Lerwon’s worried appearance, Fel laughed lightly.

“I was surprised for a moment, but Hartain’s nickname within the Order is Cockroach.”

“Cockroach?”

Lerwon frowned at the unexpected nickname.

“Yes, Sunbae.”

The reason such a nickname was attached is very simple.

Because Hartain’s ‘Holy Power’ is biased toward self-healing to a terrible extent.

* * *

“Ha─”

Now that the blood that rushed to his head has drained a bit, he feels like he is coming to his senses.

Hartain, who came out of the wall, saw the blood dyeing his vision red, wiped it off with his palm nonchalantly, and just grabbed his sword without even shaking it off.

“Hahaha!!!”

Hartain bursting into mad laughter was truly like a mad dog.

“…….”

Iris, who saw that appearance, did not show any sign, but she was inwardly surprised.

Since she knew about Heretic Inquisitor Hartain Ignos’s Holy Power, she intentionally pressured him stronger knowing that.

It would not have been strange if his spine and neck bone broke and he died instantly, but he endured that? Just how sturdy must a body be for such a thing to be possible.

If only it were not this situation, she would have enjoyed experimenting more persistently.

“I will have to kill you first.”

Iris beckoned with her finger a few more times as if annoyed.

Every time she did, Boom! Boom!! Boom!!! Louder roars rang out, and it repeated until Hartain’s body crashed into the wall, came out again, and his whole body was dyed with blood.

To stop such Iris, Mordin crushed a binding artifact once more.

This time, iron chains shot out and bound Iris, but the iron chains touching Iris’s body corroded and disappeared quickly.

However, with just that momentary gap, Hartain was able to escape from the attack to some extent.

Is that enough.

“Do not act relaxed for nothing.”

“Ah, it is my first time being broken to this extent.”

Hartain’s extremely cracked voice flowed out from deep within the wall.

“Are you even human?”

Iris, brushing off the debris of the chains, muttered as if she was sick of it.

“It would be disappointing if you think Ignos is Ignos for nothing.”

No matter how faithfully they followed Levian, called the Pope’s family, if one thinks the Ignos family could settle as the mainstay of the Order for a thousand years with just that, that is truly a miscalculation.

Because their true power came from the monster-like recovery ability that does not die even if subjected to attacks close to instant death.

And Hartain Ignos is the most Ignos-like Ignos acknowledged by everyone in the Order.

That saying was no different from the meaning that it is practically impossible for Hartain Ignos to die from injuries.

“Hearing that from you who became a real monster, it pisses me off.”

Hartain declared with a light sneer.

“Then round 2 starts from now, right?”

Hartain swung his sword with a whoosh and smiled confidently so that his canine teeth were visible.

* * *

Boom boom boom boom!!!

At the sound ringing above their heads, Laurel and Cecilia momentarily stopped their walking steps.

“Ugh!”

Laurel urgently threw Cecilia away from the massive rock falling on her head in an instant.

“!”

The sudden falling rocks separated Cecilia and Laurel.

“Sunbae, are you okay?”

“Yes, thanks to you.”

Although she was on guard, there was no time to even react to the falling rocks falling at a strangely fast speed.

Perhaps it was not a rock falling from the aftermath above, but a trap designed to crush and kill passing people.

Thanks to Laurel transforming into a Magical Girl, her sharpened senses must have detected the danger before the rocks fell.

Even that was slightly short on time, so she threw Cecilia over there, and she herself bounced back from the aftermath and narrowly avoided it.

“Can you break through the rock?”

Breath stops, and her arm cuts through the air.

The shoulder line hardened firmly, and the entire arm tightened tautly like a lump of iron in an instant.

The fist stopped briefly while aiming at the rock.

And the next moment, the sound pressure of the fist striking down bursts out first.

Before the fist even touched, cracks appeared on the rock’s surface and it twisted.

The shockwave, which might have ruptured internal organs and caused instant death if it were an ordinary person, shook the rock, but it only cracked briefly and was not pierced.

Rather─

“Why is the crack recovering!”

The rock quickly recovered its cracks and returned to its previous intact appearance as if asking when it received any impact.

Laurel jumped up and down as if she was going crazy.

Although there is a secret technique for stronger power, can she use it now? In the first place, if she uses a Magical Girl’s secret technique in a state where emotions are not overflowing, she cannot even produce proper power, and the aftermath will be stronger.

“Laurel, you go up now and check on Lilia, and if you can join, join Lerwon’s side.”

While Laurel hesitated, Cecilia made a decision.

“Cecilia Unni!”

Surprised Laurel called her urgently, but Cecilia, who made the judgment, was firm.

“I will handle the task Lerwon asked for.”

As if she left immediately after leaving only words, Cecilia’s urgent footsteps rang out beyond the rock.

Laurel looked beyond the wall.

If she knew this would happen, she should have handed over at least one Golden Elixir to Cecilia.

Laurel, who ground her teeth, immediately turned around and started running toward where Lilia was.

No, let’s trust Cecilia.

Cecilia has never failed to keep her word.

Since she declared she would handle it herself, it will absolutely be kept.

“It’s okay.”

Laurel follows Cecilia’s instructions.

Her pink eyes flashed.

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