Symphony for the Insect Princess

Sedroon actually threw away the accordion sword and was propelled towards the giant ice by the magic circle that appeared on her toes! She slammed into the ice hammer, as small as sand on a watermelon, and pressed her hands against the ice surface, as if to stop it with a push!

"με ισχυρα οπλα! The great power of Baal!"

boom! ! ! ! !

The black light shone brightly, and the connection between his hands and the ice hammer emitted a thunderous roar, shaking even the air! This small iceberg was abruptly stopped in mid-air by Sedroon, and even the magic circle behind the ice became dim!

however,

At the same time, the remaining three arrows have arrived!

Puff! Puff!! Puff!!!

"...Tsk!"

The abdomen was pierced, the left thigh was injured to the bone, and so was the right shoulder.

The immense force infused in his arms weakened slightly, and the ice meteorite immediately regained its strength, pushing Sedraon to the ground! Half the city witnessed this scene, especially those within the iceberg. They screamed and tried to escape, but were frozen in place by the cold air!

"Pay for your stupidity, little girl!"

boom! ! ! ! !

The whole city was shaken.

But that's about it.

The damage caused is significantly smaller than the theoretical value.

This is understandable. After all, a huge part of the impact was concentrated on Sedroon.

The point where the giant ice fell, the intersection of three main roads, has been torn into an abyss. In the abyss is a frosty world, and the area within a kilometer radius is covered with fine ice chips. The cold wind blows through each block, and countless creatures shiver in this early winter.

"Hmph, it's over."

Glory let out a long breath, her body relaxed, and the accumulated fatigue immediately came out.

Maintaining the territory is very strenuous, not to mention launching powerful moves continuously.

So, let's take a break for a while.

It's really annoying.

This girl didn't cause any effective damage to her the entire time, but she was like a flea, flexible and durable. This kind of opponent is the most annoying.

"I wonder how Ailian is doing..."

"As for her, she must have been killed by that slutty widow, right?"

"——!?"

Glory turned around in surprise, only to see that Sedroon, who should have been dead without a trace left, was standing behind her!

Her body was covered with wounds left and right, stained with frozen blood, her hair was disheveled, and three ice arrows were still stuck in her.

But he didn't look tired or depressed, and had an expression that said "I can still beat ten more."

"How resistant are you?"

"Take the toughest guy you can remember and multiply that by 10,000, and that's about my level... Compared to that, damn old woman, why don't you worry about yourself?"

Sedraon grinned, scoffed, and snapped his fingers.

Crack!

Glory's territory shattered!

"What!?"

Glory looked around in surprise. The pervasive cold air had vanished, as had the blue-green frost flowers. Only the ruined houses and streets remained, and—

The snake-belly sword that was previously dropped by Sedroon.

The red and black demonic flames still lingered on the blade.

"...this...wait...you threw it away on purpose? Let it inject that messed up energy into my domain, and then you indirectly interfered?"

"Just found out, damn old woman? What a pity——"

Swish!

Sedroon opened his slender five fingers completely, and before Glory could put up her defense, he grabbed her face tightly.

"—Too late, you lost, idiot!"

The evil energy exploded and reached its peak in an instant, not giving Glory any chance to resist. Sedroon used his true single-target killer move!

"Hazama——αβυσσο——imprisonment in the realm of death!"

Chapter 71 Detective Qiumila

Magic from the signs of disaster.

Temporarily seals people into the gap between the abyss of death and the real world.

In the afterlife, filled with stellar fragments, the imprisoned will become aware of their own infantile knowledge and body.

Both the mind and the body will be completely destroyed.

"It's done!"

Looking at Glory's rotten body that was vomited back from the astral abyss, Sedroon breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, he is a great magician, so he has to show some real skills.

Then it was fun touching the corpse~

"Ha! Here it is!"

In Sedroon's hand, a small crystal bound by a thin chain appeared. Inside, shimmering particles of light flashed. This was the magic trace sample of the Babel Investigation Team! Without further ado, Sedroon immediately pulled out the great secret treasure he had found in the hotel from an indescribable part of his clothes. He held it in one hand and the sample in the other, gently infusing it with magic power.

A halo of light enveloped both of them, then dimmed after a few seconds.

The iridescent glow on the great secret treasure disappeared, and a small letter number appeared on the surface - C.

no doubt.

fake.

“…Fuck his grandma!”

Sedroan angrily raised the replica of the great secret treasure above her head and was about to throw it on the ground to vent her anger, but she thought about it and stopped.

After hesitating for a moment, she collected the fake and the magic mark sample together, and also found two other fakes that had been found by the Tower of Babel from Glory's body and put them in her pocket.

She didn't know—

While she was doing all this, many little eyes were watching her every move, under the soil, in the grass, and behind the bricks and rubble.

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Somewhere hidden in the City Lord's Mansion—

I opened my eyes, which had been closed, and made a few more notes in my notebook.

Of the four powerful men gathered in Kasolu, one of them, Saenris, Sako, Saint Anthony, and the great magician Glory, has died, faster than I expected.

San Antonio and Sanchez are about to get results, but Sako is still wandering around like a headless fly. What a pathetic guy.

"Jiji...jijiji..."

The children cried out in a somewhat anxious voice, and I gently stroked their heads (provided there was clear head differentiation) to comfort them.

"I know, I know. You must have been holding it in for a long time. Don't worry, you can go out and get some fresh air soon."

"grumble……"

Only after hearing what I said did they stop making noises.

At this time-

"Ms. Zelah, I brought you your usual clothes."

"He" walked in silently, but with his arrival, the insects that had just calmed down became restless again.

Speaking of which, it’s time for me to change out of my maid outfit. As for the stockings that come with it, I’ll just keep them as a souvenir.

"Thank you, but it's better not to come here easily. They might eat you up."

"Then I'll just have to run away as quickly as possible."

"He" smiled... a rather gentle smile by human standards, right? Although I couldn't quite sense it.

"Anyway, I'll leave the clothes here for now. Feel free to call me if you need anything."

"You really get into the role you play."

"Thank you for the compliment."

He bowed and left, leaving behind a small suitcase containing my favorite clothes—a dark gray turtleneck sweater, a plain long skirt, ankle boots, and a change of stockings. He probably brought the suitcase directly to me because he was afraid that direct contact with my clothes would disgust me.

I took out the stockings and gently put them on my face, feeling the silky soft touch and the faint fragrance. I don’t know if it is the smell of laundry detergent or my own smell, but it always makes me feel at ease.

Think about your next move.

It's almost time.

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Two girls were running in the chaotic streets of Kasol City at night.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

“Huh…Huh…It’s almost there, it should only be two blocks away!”

"Ha...haah...I can't...I can't do it anymore...Qimila-chan...I...can't run anymore..."

Clara was already out of breath. She had initially used simple wind spells to speed up, but now she barely had the energy to use magic.

"Keep going, my friend! We'll be back with Mr. Rodrigo and the others soon!"

"But I really...ah, really, why does Qimila-chan have such good physical strength..."

Clara was out of breath, but Qimila was just breathing faster and didn't even sweat.

“Huff, huff, huff… I am the princess of the endless dark chaos, so naturally—”

"Okay, let's hurry up! Finish this last section!"

“—Ignoring me!? That’s too much!”

"Speaking of which...are there fewer and fewer people?"

"yeah?"

Qimila looked around.

indeed.

It’s not so much that there are fewer and fewer people, but rather that there are only the two of them left.

This place was very close to where they had separated from the other four people. There were also large pits blasted out by astrological magic around them. With such a big commotion, this place should have been surrounded by members of the investigation team and curious people.

But there was no one there.

And... the plants seem to be lush?

The trees on the roadside, which were definitely not majestic, have grown at least twice as tall, the weeds on the roadside are very lush, and many buildings are covered with ivy.

There is only one person who can do this - Mr. Rodrigo, a wizard specializing in wood elemental magic.

"Huh...huh...it seems that the teacher...he really went through a big battle..."

Are Rodrigo, Carlo, and the sisters Kokorokokoa safe? Have they escaped their pursuers?

“Where the hell are they…Teacher!! Carlo!! Kokoro!! Cocoa!!! Where are you??”

Clara, who had calmed down a little, shouted the four people's names loudly, but there was no response. Her voice echoed in the lonely street, feeling very empty.

Qimila frowned and looked at the street ahead.

……No.

Looking back again

……No.

Then look around.