I Summoned a Max Level Demon by Myself

Episode 81

Not even half a penny.

“Emily! Keep holding him in check!”

The only way to get attention is to attack.

In the meantime, what I need to do is to acquire a method that can be eaten by him.

‘I guess the magic I have now isn’t enough.’

《Dark Magic – Declaration of Black Yona》

《Dark Magic – Dark Magic Hell Trap》

《Acquire that skill.》

《Increases the proficiency of the skill to Lv.2.》

《Skill Points: 12pts are consumed.》

《Remaining Skill Points: 9pt》

Continuously acquire effective black magic.

I know the effect, so I don’t need practice.

‘Catch a little more attention.’

He’s not really fighting yet.

He didn’t hold his sword, he was only responding to the attack with his bare hands.

Emily draws his attention and continues pouring black salt.

“Isn’t it too much for someone wearing heavy gloves to open fire? Isn’t it hot!”

Piercing through the flames head-on, he strikes his fist.

Before the fist could reach, Emily temporarily disembodied herself to evade it, then re-summoned it from behind to aim for its neck.

“no use. devil.”

The fist of the guy who saw everything hit Emily’s abdomen hard and cut it straight.

If it were a human, it was so powerful that half of the body would fly away and die.

However, physical damage is meaningless to demons. Like humans, they do not die from physical damage alone.

However, maintaining and restoring that physical form requires demonic energy and takes time.

“I’m sorry. If it was in the demon realm, it would be worth fighting more, but now that existence is bound by contract, that would be the limit.”

“That is such a barbaric word. This older sister is not particularly good at fighting.”

It is impossible for Emily to stop him at this point.

Even so, it was a waste of time.

The moment he looked back at me to see if he knew that much.

I fired the magic I had just finished casting.

-4 circle non-attribute black magic.

– Proclamation of Black Yona.

The summoned 2-meter-sized obsidian bullet rotates wildly and becomes a cannonball wrapped around the blade of the black wind and is fired at it.

An offensive magic that inflicts both wind and non-attribute damage upon collision.

Quaang!

The guy hit it head-on.

Obsidian’s cannonball shatters and the shockwave shakes the ground lightly.

His foot drags the floor about 30 cm and is pushed back.

‘Knockback and stiffness during collision… … . But I didn’t take much damage.’

The guy is rubbing the torso of his armor as if bewildered.

“… … It’s a little surprising. Is the armor dented?”

“I wish it had been pierced at all.”

“Don’t be sad, kid. It’s not that common to see someone who has this armor dented. And even if it had been pierced, it wouldn’t have meant much.”

“I guess so.”

Muttering ironically, I quickly carried out the next method.

I didn’t even expect from the beginning that I would defeat this guy with that one shot.

“I’ll pick and choose and tell you why I put this magic on you.”

There are many black magics with higher attack power.

Even so, why did I bother to fire obsidian shells?

Even more towards a guy with high physical resistance.

“… … hmm?”

As if he was puzzled, he groaned first.

A creaking noise was heard and the joints of the armor stopped moving as if they were not moving.

“Is it fragments?”

“The impacted obsidian bullet breaks, but the fragments bury the opponent and form a kind of barrier that seals their movements.”

additive effect.

Temporarily drastically lowers the agility of opponents hit.

“You have good skills.”

“Not only that.”

In addition, this obsidian bullet has a unique use among the 4 circles of black magic.

“It’s a paving stone.”

You must hit it with this to be able to activate the next enchantment.

“Among all the black magic I can use, he has the worst visual.”

Activate the next magic immediately.

The fragments of obsidian scattered around him react by glowing black.

“… … Are you using another magic using the magically summoned object as a medium?”

“As you see it.”

You don’t have to teach me how to hurt your mouth.

See it for yourself and experience it with your body.

Fragments of reactive obsidian gradually grow.

From the size of a fingernail to the size of a fist… … . It grows faster and entangles its surroundings like a vine growing randomly.

The blade of the grown obsidian tree gradually grazes his armor.

“Crush it as it is. Noisy tin bastard.”

– Obsidian hell trap.

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The obsidian that constantly grows around the restrained opponent surrounds it and rotates at high speed as it is, literally grinding the target.

Kagagagagagagang!

A noise like a piece of metal being ground by a machine tool drowns out all sounds in the area.

The cutting speed is further accelerated.

“Finish.”

The moment the rotation reached its maximum, I lowered my hand and all the obsidian shimmered and then exploded and disappeared.

“… … The power is noisy.”

In the meantime, Emily, who has regained her body, returns to my side and admires it.

“Don’t be alarmed. not there yet.”

“Yeah, I won’t die from that.”

Of course you would know.

It was an attack that barely did damage, but it wasn’t a guy who would run away with that.

When the smoke cleared, I was able to see the guy again.

“… … damn it.”

A curse comes out.

Its armor was nicked and dented, but the damage was less than expected.

A greatsword that he holds up like a shield.

“You didn’t write that, did you? I didn’t even believe it.”

“Ha ha, sorry. kid. I grabbed it without even knowing what. … … Well, it means I was scared, so you can be proud of it.”

A proud horn.

It means that the monster has become a little serious.

When he raises his head, there is a faint cracking sound from the helmet, and then it shatters and shatters.

“Oops, I heard that the professor creaks when he gets hit… … . Somehow, this little boy is ruining it.”

As he clicks his tongue saying it’s a waste, he reveals his bare face.

It’s a face that’s surprisingly hard to see.

Originally, it was a face I would only see after a while.

I check the figure without a word.

Undoubtedly.

“What is it, kid? Are you admiring him because he’s more handsome than you imagined?”

“Puck. Where else is he besides being handsome and looking like that?”

“Are you a black magician? Maybe your tastes are a bit different.”

The giggling face.

No, it wouldn’t be right to describe it as a face.

Because I can’t say it’s a face.

“… … Skull.”

Skeleton of an adult male. Inside the eye socket, there is a dark blue flame instead of the pupil.

“Death Knight… … . Somehow, I couldn’t feel the presence of a human being.”

Emily muttered the guy’s true identity.

Literally a fallen knight.

A form of corruption that binds the bridle of life in the form of death, spreads a dirty aura, and repeats only slaughter endlessly.

“I’ll hear you when I get back. I broke the armor I was given, and I even slashed my face in front of the kid.”

Dirty blue flames burn wildly from the inside of the eye sockets of the man talking to himself with a smirk.

“… … Seriously, you have no choice but to kill him.”

“It was meant to be that way from the beginning.”

Either just play and kill.

Or it’s just the difference between being sincere and splitting it with a single knife.

i hate both

“And you can’t kill me. You lesser skeletal son of a b*tch.”

“Hoo… … . Are you a guest? Or did you go crazy with fear?”

wrong.

It’s not a bluff.

Undoubtedly, with the difference in level, ability level, and most of all, the difference in ability, I couldn’t be the opponent of that monster right now.

The best I can do at this point is to take a shot off guard when I’m not paying attention.

I’m sorry, but it’s still too early.

But don’t despair. no regrets either.

“I’ve done enough.”

It doesn’t mean you’re satisfied. It’s not even burnt white.

“It was enough to buy me time.”

“… … What?”

I never said a single word that I would knock him down.

The blue flames inside its eye sockets sway as if expressing a questionable emotion.

“It’s a shift.”

As I point upward.

A faint barrier with only one layer remaining.

It breaks as it shatters.

“please. … … Dean.”

The old man who recklessly broke the barrier he had exerted all his might and entered was an old man that any student would recognize.

The general manager of the Imperial Academy.

Dean Philef Paleneus.

He would be the perfect person to deal with the Demon King’s most trusted subordinate.

* * *

It wasn’t a gamble.

I was almost 90% sure that the dean would intervene in this situation.

Because that’s the original scenario.

‘Because he rescued the students himself when the subjugation of the blood tree failed.’

Looking at the state of the barrier, he estimated the timing for salvation.

The key is whether he can intervene at exactly the right timing.

‘The problem is that the dean doesn’t know the internal situation.’

Then stop telling me.

I had no choice but to inform the location of this side by wild magic.

Thanks to that, he first intervened on this side.

“For some reason, it is difficult to understand with the eyes of this old man. … … But.”

As if to gauge what had happened, the dean paused and looked around.

scattered students. I am barely holding on.

And Death Knight Kelnios, standing with the feeling that I am the enemy at first glance.

“It must have been a pretty tough schedule.”

“Dean, this situation… … .”

“It’s okay. If it’s an explanation, I’ll listen to it later.”

You don’t have to listen to them one by one.

The tone of the dean gradually begins to carry a strange energy.

“Death Knight… … . It doesn’t look like a normal kid. Who did you sign the contract with?”

I ask with intimidation.

“You can’t answer, can you? inspirational tank. … … I tried not to run into you, but I made a mistake. Did you pay too much attention to the kid?”

“If the students have something to do, this old man in charge listens to them instead. … … step.”

The dean’s body shakes like an afterimage.

“About your broken head.”

I didn’t see it at all.

What I saw from my point of view was that the dean’s movements were shaken once.

And that something fell on Kelnios’s head.

The earth’s axis shakes and the storm caused by the shock wave is scattered in all directions.

“Aren’t you taking care of the kids?! That old man!”

My body, which I watched the closest, is pushed out as it is. I didn’t have the stamina to hold on.

As I grumble and try to fly away, something soft catches me from behind.

It’s Emily.

“oh? You want to take a nap?”

“I’m going to fall asleep in a place like this.”

I don’t even have the strength to get up. I had no choice but to watch the fight with Emily hugging me.

… … In a sense, it is a special seat.

“I thought it was an old man in the back room… … . That wasn’t it.”

“Even if he looks like that, in his heyday, he must have been a strongman who could destroy a castle by himself in one blow.”

As it was set up, the dean’s majesty would never be an exaggeration.

The sight I saw was without a doubt the dean pushing that Death Knight.

Kelnios knelt down on one knee and managed to raise his greatsword to catch the ax hit by the dean.

“Kuh! Like a monstrous old man!”

“… … It’s disappointing to hear from the monster.”

As if laughing, the dean applies more force to the axe.

Kwaji Jik. As the ground cracked, the Death Knight’s body, which was holding out, sank as if it had fallen into a swamp.

“Shouldn’t the bones be buried well?”

“Sorry, but it’s not very comfortable underground! Well, an old man like you will soon find out!”

Purple flames begin to sway like an explosion in the evil body unique to the Death Knight.

Come on. It is also the power of using corrupted mana.

dig up.

Due to the energy of the opposing aura, a spark arises between the blade of the great sword and the axe, and they confront each other in earnest.

“Come here… … . Unbelievable density and sharpness that belonged only to a lion… … . What are you?”

“I’ve been slapped with bragging names since the end of the fight!”

Kelnios deflected the dean’s axe.

The Dean reversed the trajectory of the bouncing ax with only his strength and drove it back, and Kelnios also swung his greatsword to counter it.

‘whistle… … . No, it’s the bone side that’s being pushed.’

I still didn’t have enough eyesight to decide the superiority or inferiority of melee combat.

Even if you say magic, you’re a newbie for a long time in melee combat.

However, the outcome of that fight can be said with certainty.

Caang!

There was a sharp metal sound and something fell.

One half of the broken sword.