Chapter 3 Half-Plane Prison

   "Cough...cough cough..."

  When I woke up again, Ira coughed like this almost immediately, the heart and throat came from the scorching heat that existed in the soul, and the position on the back that was previously driving the [First Wing Column] was the same.

  This is the price of forcibly using the power that belongs to the consul regardless of the consumption of the rune bond.

  It's like the casters will fall into a coma after overdrawing the magic power in their bodies.

   "Cough cough...cough cough cough..."

  Ira, who was coughing constantly, looked around her surroundings, and all she saw was a dark cell. The steel fence and the door above formed the barrier between the cell and the aisle. The other side of the aisle was naturally other cells.

  In Iraq's memory, he completely detonated his last [wing]. That kind of power should be enough to block the pursuers, and he threw himself into the rushing river with his last strength.

   If there is no accident, I should be able to float all the way to the kingdom of elves.

   But the surrounding prisons mean that I didn’t seem to have escaped... won’t really put me in prison, right?

   "Isabella! You don't miss the jockey, do you?!"

  Ira shouted with a very headache, he keenly smelled the changes in the empire and was about to run away, but...didn't he run away?

  Maybe there will be a civil war in the future. Although he will win, it also proves that the situation is going to a bad end... He doesn't want to be put on a yellow robe.

  【Qing Yila~ My daughter will be handed over to you in the future! Tune her into your flannel ball! 】

   I still vaguely remember that thumbs up, showing his teeth and [Laugh out of Yida! ] The old king with a normal smile said such strange words to Ira.

  What a memorable king...

   "Youther must have expected this day long ago, right? I hope I won't become His Highness' flannel ball..."

  When Ira was guessing so helplessly, his eyes focused on the shackles on his hands... With just one glance, his eyes changed, and the emotions of calmness and reminiscence disappeared instantly.

  Because these are the shackles of the 【Magic Stone】.

  【Forbidden Stone】As the name suggests, it is a special material that can deprive the caster and other legal professions of the ability to call mana (magic power) after contact. It is the nemesis of legal professions.

  However, although [Consul] also needs to use mana to activate his ability, it is easy to be misunderstood as being affected by the magic stone, but because of the [source] of mana, it is not actually restricted.

  If it is an empire, it definitely knows this.

  Ira, who was thinking about something, stretched out her hand and touched his neck, as he expected... The feedback from the world rune clearly told him—the reply was 3/5 of the amount.

  The world runes on the Archon's spell bond will recover 1/5 every day, in other words...

  Ira was in a coma for three days.

  …

  While Ira was still thinking about what might be the cell of some force here, as if he heard something, he looked towards a certain direction of the aisle outside the prison fence.

   "Kangcha~"

   "Kangcha~"

  Over there, there was the sound of armor colliding with armor. It sounded like there were heavily armored knights coming from there. There were two of them... came to find me, right?

  Confirming this, Ira was ready to fight, and he softly called out the [Triggered effect] of his ability, that is, chant as before: "Number..."

  But Yila's words froze. It wasn't because someone else had done something, but... He had already exhausted all his [wings] during the process of being hunted down.

  If it is [Wingspan], the wings will only wear out slowly.

  But if it is [Wing Broken], the stored wings will be directly shattered.

   What the ultimate burst of power is exchanged for is a completely disproportionate energy utilization rate and wear rate—the utilization rate is too low and the wear rate is too high.

   "Kangcha~"

   "Kangcha~"

   "..."

   Under Iraq's dignified gaze, two armors came to the front of Iraq's cell. What makes people feel emotional is that these two armors do not have a helmet or the organs that should be under the helmet.

   Instead, a small blue flame floated where the head should have been.

  The faint blue light illuminated the dark prison cell, but this did not ease the gloom that existed here, on the contrary, it made it even more weird.

   "Dulahan (Headless Horseman)..."

  Ira, who said so, also realized his current geographical location at this moment... In fact, he could almost guess it before, and he is now undoubtedly in the territory of the monster.

   After going down the river, was it captured by a monster? But it is still unknown which city it is in.

   But since it is such a high-level monster, I am either at the front line of the battle, or I am approaching the hinterland of the Demon King City... I hope it is the former.

   "Kangcha~"

   "Kangcha~"

  Under the sound of armor colliding and Ira's gaze, the two headless horsemen who stayed outside the cell had no intention of communicating with him at all, but moved out of the way synchronously, as if waiting for someone to arrive.

The Dullahan (Dullahan) Ira is naturally killed, and the Mana of the Dullahan is very suitable as the material for the second and fourth wing pillars...Of course, the current Yila is definitely not the Dullahan opponent.

   While Ira was thinking, there was the sound of running from the other end of the aisle, and the running man chased after him with the sound of "tapping, tapping" high heels.

   "Master Demon King! Please don't take risks!"

  It was a very anxious female voice, reminiscent of mature women in the workplace. She chased and advised: "We haven't confirmed whether the other party has lost the ability to fight! Lord Demon King?!"

   Demon King?

Ira was stunned. At this time, he also realized where this spacious and extremely psychologically stressful prison would appear. Combined with the title of the "devil king", there is no doubt about his position now. yes…

  【Devil King City Half-Plane Prison】

  Because it is not established on the main material plane, the difficulty of escaping is extremely difficult.

  For Iraq, this is not good news.

   "..."

"big boss…"

   "..."

   Looking at Ira and Ira through the iron fence, is a loli who looks about ten years old from the outside... with blood-colored dark red scaled wings on the back, and a pair of red horns on the head.

And what followed behind her was looking at Ira who had woken up, a female demon wearing high heels and black stockings, with a signature tail and horns, and she could already be identified just from her appearance. Race - [Succubus].

   And there is no doubt that the so-called "devil king" is the black long straight loli dragon lady in front of Ila.

   This is an even worse reality because…

  Ira has been using the [First Wing Pillar] as the trump card. The source of Mana is the former demon king of the [Scarlet Dragon] that Ira killed, and the young demon king in front of him is probably that guy's... daughter?

  Ira felt a little guilty... thinking about **** the demon king in front of her, and how to fill up her empty [Wing] reserve with Mana who took her away.

  (end of this chapter)

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like