Chapter 95

Honestly, I didn’t care at all whether the Crown Prince or nobles lived or died. Honestly, they were just trash who hurt and burdened my Master. But since my Master’s position and orders were at stake, I didn’t plan to half-ass it. There were a few guys trying to take advantage of the chaos and approach, but I subdued them all. At best, my skills were slightly better than an orc’s.

Ah, if it were like the old days, I’d have swept away these bugs all by myself. Damn that god, always laughing at me while I suffer. I just wanted to give that brat a good spanking.

“Lightning, become my arrow.”

The lightning arrow shot from my fingertips pierced through the stomachs of three guys at once. It was my original magic, enhanced for speed and power from the Lightning Attribute Magic my Master loved. But even if I showed off my self-made magic in front of my genius Master, he wouldn’t praise me… After all, even the base of it was magic my Master created.

Honestly, there’s no meaning in showing off against small fries who can’t even block magic. I need to take down someone with a bit more skill for my Master to notice me. Maybe if I dealt with an executive-level guy from that Black Round Table, he’d praise me.

If it were the old days, I’d have handled those guys alone… Annoyed, I rolled my foot.

“Damn brat god!”

[You called?]

“Whoa, damn, you scared me!”

Before I knew it, a crow sent by that brat god was perched on my shoulder. The crow laughed hysterically, then spat out that damn brat god’s voice.

[I even made a special trip in the middle of my busy schedule, and this is how you greet me?]

“Why are you here? Did you come to laugh after sealing my mana and magic? Get lost before someone hears us talking.”

[No one can hear our conversation anyway? You’re being too harsh on the god who even turned back time for you.]

“Who asked you to do that? Why do you keep coming here? Are you interested in me?”

Then the crow started vomiting on the ground. Ah, this crow must’ve eaten some small fish today.

[…Sorry. This crow vomits when it hears disgusting sounds… Oh, the reason I came isn’t that big of a deal. I’m here to temporarily lift your power seal.]

“What?”

[I’ll release 10% of your sealed mana and two of your contracts with the Spirit King for a short time.]

I learned this as a child. There’s always a trap in strangely sweet and tempting contracts. My Master said to always suspect those who offer such conditions because they’re all bastards. And this brat god is definitely a bastard.

“…What’s the price? You’re not a good enough god to give something like that for free.”

[You catch on quick. The price is…]

The crow whispered the price into my ear. It was an infuriating request I couldn’t accept and a condition my pride wouldn’t allow.

“Get lost. Even if it’s just the Pyramids, I’m fine as I am now.”

[Hahaha… Are you sure about that…?]

“Suddenly, what’s that supposed to…”

Before I could finish, I realized the meaning of those words. The dangerous presence I felt now, the familiar yet disgusting mana. One of those bastards. One of the trash who killed my Master… Was one of them from the Black Round Table?

Before I knew it, a woman in a robe stood before me, removing her hood as she spoke.

“Well~ You killed them quite spectacularly. They were my precious subordinates, you know~ You’re definitely Werner’s disciple, right? You really have a talent for being annoying.”

A beautiful woman with vibrant pink hair and green lipstick—Sibella, the witch who helped kill my Master.

“…Sibella.”

“You know my name? Have we met before? I’ve watched you from afar, but we’ve never faced each other, let alone introduced ourselves.”

“Sibella… You damn Sibella…”

“Isn’t it a bit rude to use the name my parents gave me like that?”

“Shut up. You’re dying here.”

Dangerous elements must be eliminated. I wanted to hunt down these trash, but I couldn’t because I was with my Master. But since she came to me on her own, I’m both happy and angry.

“You’re a skilled individual, I know that… But do you think you can beat me?”

“What are you?”

“A Black Round Table executive. I’m Sibella, sitting in Galahaut’s seat.”

“Ah, I see.”

So what? That doesn’t change the fact that Sibella’s going to die. It’s true that in my current state, it’ll be tough.

“Lightning, become a beast that devours my enemy.”

I shot lightning shaped like a beast’s mouth at Sibella. One hit from this, and even an ogre would turn into barbecue…

“Hmm… Not bad.”

“What?”

“Oh, you didn’t know? My ability is Magic Devouring… No matter what magic you throw at me, I can absorb it as mana. Mages like you are no match for me.”

When my Master fought, he chased me outside the barrier and fought alone… How did he beat this monster? She’s the natural enemy of mages. In my current state, I can’t win. Damn it, what do I do…

“If you step aside, I won’t kill you. I wasn’t ordered to kill you.”

“How tearfully kind of you.”

“Then what should I do? Should I deal with the Crown Prince who retreated inside first? Or… should I go downstairs and kill Werner, who might get in my way?”

“…Hey.”

“Huh?”

“What did you just say? You trash who rolled around in the gutter, who are you planning to kill now?”

Trying to take my Master away from me again… I can’t let this bitch live.

“You’ve got a lot of presence… But do you think that’s enough to beat me? That’s called arrogance~.”

“Do you know what you’re doing right now? It’s called suicide.”

Unfortunately, to take her down, I’d need to regain a bit of my former power. As much as I hate it, I’ll have to accept that brat god’s condition.

“Hey, brat god, is that condition still valid?”

Then the crow perched on my shoulder and laughed as it spoke.

[Adding a penalty for disrespect. Spread your arms wide and shout.]

“Ugh, you’re so annoying…”

I spread my arms and shouted as the brat god instructed.

“Oh… Almighty God! Please lend your power to this foolish young lady! I am weak and foolish, after all!”

Ah, damn it… Ugh, this is so embarrassing… I want to kill that damn brat god right now.

“Is she crazy…”

Even Sibella was looking at me like I was insane. The crow laughed, holding its stomach with its wings, then spat out that damn brat god’s words again.

[Ahaha… But come to think of it, you’re not a young lady, are you…? Shouldn’t you change your first-person pronoun? Considering your age before regression, you’re now 2…]

“Shut up and give me my power back. Before I really kill you.”

[Oh my, so scary. Yes, yes, understood.]

I felt a bit of my power returning. The contracts with the Spirit King that came back were… fire and ice…? I’ll have to make do with what I have.

I intensified my mana and spoke to Sibella.

“Will you burn to death? Or will your body be torn apart by ice?”

“Suddenly, why is the quality of your mana…”

“Wrong answer. Then you’ll have to die. Though you’d die even if you got it right.”

“Don’t… Don’t come closer. My Magic Devouring can absorb any magic! No matter how powerful the magic you use…”

“Really? Then try absorbing this.”

I grabbed Sibella’s hands. And I concentrated mana into them. Come on, you damn Spirit King, old man and old lady.

“Flames of the Dragon, spewed by the Fire Spirit King, burn the wicked and restore order now.”

“What’s that…”

“Breath of the Beast, exhaled by the Ice Spirit King, freeze the impure and overturn it into purity.”

From my left hand, the Fire Spirit King’s Samadhi True Flames erupted. From my right hand, the Ice Spirit King’s Absolute Zero Breath poured out.

“No matter how powerful the magic, if I absorb it… What? I can’t absorb…”

“Those senile, foolish old man and old lady… Did you think you could absorb the flames and cold they unleash? You’re an idiot.”

Half of Sibella’s body was burning fiercely, while the other half was frozen solid. Ah, thinking about it, I should’ve just killed her with a sword or my fists. I just gave that damn brat god a fun show for nothing.

“Please stop… Just kill me…”

“These magics burn and freeze the soul itself… Even after you die, it’ll continue… The pain…”

“Such…”

Sibella collapsed as she spoke. To suffer even after death… Somewhere, it felt satisfying, and I wanted to cheer. If I can screw over these damn bastards, is a little humiliation really a big deal?

[Well then, service time’s over! I’ll take the power back.]

“Hey, wait! I endured that humiliation for this…”

[I told you. It’s just a temporary loan.]

“But that temporary is way too short! Hey, you damn brat god!”

[See, when you call the god a brat and act disrespectfully, this happens. Be a bit more faithful, would you? And I can’t forgive regression perks. Do you think there aren’t kids who’d cause chaos if they got that?]

This brat god… I really want to kill him someday. After I finish things with my Master, that is.