I Became the Wrong Race

67 – Oath (2)

“How… ?”

It was a completely unexpected appearance.

The melody was definitely in Marcie. She was working in that city with the compensation she was going to give me.

But why are you here?

Logically, it made no sense. I got to the place I was in using the pantheon’s teleportation device, and I couldn’t figure out exactly where it was.

Unless you teleported in the same way, you shouldn’t have been able to reach it.

But now, Melody has saved me. She actually saved my sanity.

For a moment, I thought this might be an illusion or my delusion.

I wonder if the illusion you see while dying is something you actually see when you die.

But Melody covered her mouth and laughed at the expression I made, and then she jumped down.

The words that came out of her mouth slowed her fall, and she finally landed on the floor.

She landed next to me, her cloak fluttering.

Looking at the still frozen vampire.

The normally open eyes her were wide open and did not move away from the enemy.

Because the enemy is that strong.

Melody frowned as she looked at the red beast.

“I thought it was an opportunity to score points, but it turned out to be an awkward situation,” She said.

A melody stands next to me and whistles briefly. I woke up slowly, feeling the vitality in my body.

“I’ve killed vampires before, but this is the first time I’ve done something like that. “It seems like I’m weakened.”

“How did you come?”

“… “It’s not something I want to talk about right now.”

A bittersweet smile. As I looked, she swung her sword around, held it straight, and said.

“I’ll tell you when it’s over.”

When it’s over. She prepared for her battle, confident of victory.

Just then, the paralysis spell that had bound the red beast’s body was being lifted.

You cannot cast the same spell again. Just like a disease or poison, resistance develops. Knowing that well, Melody soothed her mouth and stroked her sword her body her her her.

Grrrr!

Then, flames flowed through the sword body. Although it is not at the level of a star blade, it is an effective means of attack against those with the ability to regenerate.

It didn’t stop there. She snapped her fingers in the air and pulled out an elongated ax.

An iron ax with a red cloth wrapped around the handle. She passed it on to me.

[Screamer]

[“Do not mourn me.”

-?

This iron battle ax was originally a weapon made for use by cavalry.

It was the work of a craftsman who wanted his son to make a name for himself on the battlefield.

However, the father-in-law’s son, who was originally a cavalryman, became a mourner and became famous for using this ax instead of riding a horse.

The screams of those who died in his mourning still echo through the axe.]

[Add 1 point to hit and damage rolls.

Additionally, if the user is a mourner, the ax adds up to 4 points of sonic damage while in mourning.]

“Compensation. “I was supposed to give it to you, but I couldn’t give it to you.”

A smiling melody. As soon as I took the ax she turned her smiling face forward.

“You can thank me later. Shall we go?”

A sound of something breaking is heard along with a cheerful voice.

The magic of paralysis is lifted, and the red beast rushes in, leaving behind an afterimage.

The red, spreading afterimage leads in a straight line to Melody, not me. Even while being manipulated, he instinctively noticed who was more difficult.

I braced my creaking body and gritted my teeth.

[Mourning]

[Time remaining: 60 seconds]

My body heats up as a message appears in the corner of my vision. The intense fatigue and pain are suppressed and the arm regenerates quickly. With my body suddenly covered in armor, I grabbed the axe.

―!

Then Dok2 screamed. The shape of the violently shaking air caught in the air reminded me of a tool I saw once.

A tool that provides cutting force through vibration. Ultrasonic cutting machine. I grabbed that ax and blocked her path

“It’s okay.”

Melody smiled and pushed me away, swinging her cloak.

Ugh!

When the cape swung like that touched the red trace, a golden ripple occurred.

A magical effect that can be recognized at a glance even by someone dizzy from losing too much blood.

And as if it were natural, the new form of the Red Beast stops.

The red beast paused as if it had faced strong opposition.

I later found out what Melody’s item was and why it was called a golden cloak.

The cloak was clearly purple, but the magic contained within it was flowing and fluttering like golden embroidery.

A golden cloak, the best magic item among defense cloaks.

There are many effects, but what was activated now was the most core function.

Negates an attack once every 6 seconds. Melody lifted her cloak and stabbed the rapier she held with both hands.

Kaga River!

A quick attack that delivers four stabs at once. Melody’s big sword, famous for its delicate footwork and movements, splitting scales.

Even though it was a series of attacks that could even drop a dragon, the red beast only let a small drop of blood fall from its arm her.

“Be firm!”

A word shouted playfully. It wasn’t the situation, but the reason was obvious.

Because you believe in me. To repay your trust, I used my just-regenerated arm to hold the ax with both hands.

The red beast digs in before he can make a move against it. A roundhouse kick flying straight towards me, who was moving to the side.

A force that would break a human being’s spine and kill them instantly. But don’t avoid it. Instead, I twisted my mouth and swung the ax face to face.

A loud noise that rings out at the same time. A loud noise that cannot be attributed to two people hitting each other.

Just as my body flies backwards, the red beast is also pushed away, dripping blood from its cut chest.

Our eyes meet. His eyes are still clouded with reason, as if he is being manipulated. With those eyes, Hertol killed Edilum and beat up Isla and Lorian.

In order to survive, I had no choice but to be dragged in and fall. There was no chance of winning in the first place.

But it’s different now. I ran forward holding the axe, and the red beast ran towards me as if to welcome me.

The trajectory is still invisible. The acceleration using blood is far beyond me.

But.

“‘Look at the struggle of this foolish worm!'”

The words uttered at the right time by the melody become magic. The red beast creaks and slows down for a moment.

My ax fell towards his expressionless face

Ugh!

Even though I blocked it in time, the body bounced back. When I catch up and kick with my legs stretched out, I am pushed back helplessly.

“―!”

My speed increases as the melody hums, and the equally accelerated melody kicks the red beast that was rolling on the ground with its sword.

The beast that was being dragged to the ground pinned his arm to the ground and stopped, but it was too late.

I concentrated my strength in my legs and kicked the ground to accelerate.

A front kick is performed by rushing forward with the power of ‘explosive acceleration.’

When I instinctively kick down the path guided by the knowledge engraved in my brain, the red beast blocks me by holding on to my leg.

Hwi I i I i I i ik!

He applied force as if trying to pull it out, but it didn’t work out as the Red Beast expected.

The whistle that blew soon after released his arm, and as soon as my leg was released, I jumped up and hit him in the chin with my knee.

I hit the ax with the shoulder of the red beast that was being pushed away.

“‘The mountains rumble, the shouts ring out! Ah, six brave gladiators!'”

The six projectiles fired by Melody pierce the red beast, causing it to bleed.

In the gap that was created, I swung the ax again and cut off all five of my fingers.

The red beast was still a level 20 blood mage. It seemed as if he had been hit by an ax and pushed away, then immediately tore up the floor and threw it.

What the flying rock is aiming for is melody. It reaches me before Melody swings her cloak in front of me.

It was a red flash that struck my wide, startled eyes.

Chaaeaeang!

Rocks cut in half are thrown to both sides with a sharp metallic sound.

Pure white hair flutters, and red eyes, covered in dark red armor, meet Melody.

The person who invaded was the blood knight Lorian. This is my first encounter with Melody.

Of course I don’t know who it is. You know a vampire when you see it. But I protected it. Melody stretched out her free hand.

Taaak!

The resounding sound of snapping fingers. The red beast’s body trembles and freezes. Lorian ran towards the gap that was created.

Chaeaeang!

The true sword he swung dug into the side of the red beast, causing his blood to burst out.

―!

I raise the screaming ax and strike it, carving a vertical scratch in my chest.

Muscles and skin stronger than steel. However, I made eye contact with Lorian and we matched each other’s pace.

Pkeok, Chaaeaeaeang!

When Lorian prepares for a big attack and swings, I kick the beast’s legs and break its stance.

Deudeeudeeudeeudeuk, keok!

If the Red Beast wanted to counterattack the big attack I forced, Lorian was willing to fill in the gap.

When Lorian and I were hanging out together, the red beast couldn’t even put up any resistance.

Even the little resistance that is put forth is blocked.

When he was able to force his way through and send Lorian and I flying, Melody intervened.

“One, two, three, take a break here. Yap.”

Kagagaga River!

Melody, who sang, hummed, or spoke and gave magic, was both a bard and a perfect swordsman.

She rushed into the gap where Lorian and I fell, swung her cloak to block the attack, and then thrust her sword in her with great speed.

A roar like a swarm of bees leading to a speed and noise that makes it hard to believe that muscle and steel collide.

In the midst of the continuous metallic sounds, Melody took the attacks sharply and quickly without breaking her smiling face.

In addition to fists, elbows, and push kicks, downward kicks are blocked or avoided using swordplay, swords, cloaks, and swings, respectively. The sword strike at the end was tinged with golden light.

Oh my gosh!

A powerful stab that throws the red beast’s body far away. A blow that was clearly imbued with magical power. But Hertol did not fall.

Even if you are Nerilmaeus, it would be difficult for you to get hit by that.

Instead, he accelerated again, leaving a red trail, and aimed for the melody.

Kwaduk!

An arrow that flies accurately stops. It jerks and hardens. The arrow that pierced the back of the knee had a dark red arrowhead.

Once it takes human form, it has no choice but to stop. But before I could pull it out or break it, I recognized it.

It’s a fragment of my armor. I stretched out my hand and aimed the arrow.

Kaang!

A fragment of armor explodes, creating a hole in Hertol’s knee. A collapsing posture.

I made eye contact with Isla, whose tail was wagging towards me from afar, and ran without hesitation.

Arrows rain down, and Lorian runs next to me, lowers his stance as if he’s slipping, and cuts the other leg.

When Melody stabs the sharp tip of her sword twice into the gap and jumps up to avoid the attack, I approach very close and catch the swinging fist with my body and drive the ax into it.

My body shakes, and an arrow pierces the leg that the red beast was trying to extend.

Kwasik!

When the arrow explodes with the effect of the iron man and pushes it away, my hand crosses the empty space.

I grabbed his forearm and squeezed my other hand.

The ax was still stuck in the beast’s body.

What remains is evil and gangsters. I gritted my teeth and swung my fist back.

Then the air seemed to explode. My consciousness fades for a moment and then returns. The rhythm of the melody whispers revitalizes the body.

With a gnashing or grinding sound, I lowered my body to avoid the fist aimed at my head and plunged my fist into the beast’s abdomen.

Oh my!

A feeling like hitting steel. But don’t hesitate. Stretch your fist back again and put it back in.

Repeat that Even though I know that I will be the first to die because of it.

That’s why the red beast suited me, even if it was only with a faint sense of reason.

Zeng, wow!

With every fist that lands on me, I lose consciousness, and the armor that I have regenerated becomes fragments and scatters.

I continued my ignorant brawl.

The flying fist eventually hits his head, and all the metal pieces covering his face fall into fragments and fly away.

He coughed up blood from a fist stuck in his abdomen, and his neck he was almost torn off by a follow-up elbow strike.

I endured it. I barely survived death.

To match only one skill.

I knew. This beast cannot be killed by ordinary means.

There is only one technology that works. This was the only attack that this monster-like man, who took all attacks with his body, completely avoided.

I clenched my fists, feeling that death was just around the corner.

Hmm, a flowing smile appeared on my face.

Intangible energy condenses in the clenched fist.

It is different from visible magical power. It doesn’t show off its power. Everyone can see and feel it, so we are not conscious of it.

That doesn’t mean it’s weak. Rather, it is stronger than anything in this world.

Providence that orchestrates life and death. It lives in my fist.

You won’t be able to avoid it this time.

The harsh words resonate beyond reason and explode at the beast, which is shocked and frozen.

“Mortal.”

My fist gets stuck. Cracks grow from where it was inserted.

The pure white crack slowly spread throughout the body without hesitation.

And the pieces fall like that. In the place where life was scattered, I saw something.

‘I swear.’

Hertol, who was still young, proudly swearing to someone.

Someone who heard those words laughed, lowered the corners of their mouth, and patted the beast’s shoulder while feeling sad inside.

That face.

It was like what was reflected in the red beast’s eyes right now. The beast laughed at the blank stare I looked up at.

“Father, I’m sorry. “I could not protect it.”

The skin on my face turns white. As I watched the pieces falling, I unconsciously opened my mouth.

“Forgive me.”

The beast that had closed its eyes opened again, looked at me, and smiled briefly.

Before I knew it, he was looking at me instead of his father

“Emperor, be careful.”

It was a word that came out of nowhere.

It was even before I could ask what it meant.

[Your level has increased.]

[Your level has increased.]

A message appeared in the corner of my eye.

“… “You’re here.”

Hertol’s body collapsed.

It’s messy, as if someone forced it.

Hertol turned to dust and sank, and all that was left was an ominous status window.