31 – Wizard Frank (2)

“Hero, can you break through that barrier?”

This is the most important point.

A barrier that seems impossible even for me to break through right now.

So I didn’t expect much.

I didn’t know, so I just asked.

“…I’ll try it.”

The warrior raised his sword.

The sword contains great power.

And I shot it down on the barrier, but the sword bounced back in vain.

“Unbelievable.”

The last hope is lost.

I expected that only a hero could break the barrier, so it was a reasonable reaction.

“I-I can’t stand it any longer.”

“now stop… .”

When the test takers gave up their hopes and were collapsing, I discovered something strange.

A very slight crack.

…What is the reason why it is difficult to break the barrier of the King of the Dead, because of the constant regeneration.

No matter how much holy power, physical shock, or demonic energy was poured into it.

Because it recovers faster than that.

However, the hero’s blow could not be reversed.

There was something to be expected.

The hero possessed the power of immortality that could completely annihilate anything.

So, whether it was a ghost or an undead, the hero was much better at hitting them.

Of course, even that eternal power couldn’t kill me.

I wonder what my immortality was, but it was presumed to be the reason why the barrier couldn’t be restored anyway.

Considering this, I informed the hero of this fact.

“Hero, take a good look.”

“…Isn’t it a perfect barrier?”

“No, if you look closely, the scratches that have formed are not disappearing. What if you hit multiple times?”

The warrior’s face brightened noticeably.

It’s because I got back the biggest hope at the end.

This fact was known to the other test takers, and the hero hit the barrier again.

Those who collapsed regain hope again.

“You can live!”

“We can survive!”

The flaws in the barrier gradually became gaps, and holes began to form in those gaps.

A small hole gradually begins to be made the size of a hand.

And I was worried

…will they really leave this alone?

Sure enough, the high-ranking demons who were watching showed movement.

The warrior’s swordsman gradually became more urgent.

She knows it too.

Another high-level demon, like a terrible nightmare, would appear.

Fortunately, there was no way to respond.

I look at the Sword Master.

Having witnessed that he had risen to the level of an expert even for a brief moment, I wanted to place some expectations on him.

I had been overtaxing my body for a long time, so even if I used a dagger, there was a chance I would die suddenly on the way.

Even if he could be revived after dying, if Fran died during the resurrection and the students were massacred, the hero would awaken.

What would be the meaning?

I had to die as late as possible to see them all survive.

Sensing my gaze, the swordsman said.

…I feel that his tone has become kinder than before.

“What is it?”

“Can you use the power of an expert again?”

He shook his head.

“I am not sure either. It was the power I barely drew because I desperately wanted it at the time, but I can’t guarantee that such a miracle will be brought back.”

So that means you can write.

The swordsman is a talented talent killer.

To be honest, you should consider him more talented than a hero.

It doesn’t matter if that guy isn’t sure.

I will make it possible anyway.

However, the advanced demons who thought they would appear stopped moving and prepared something on the spot.

“…This is a bit unexpected.”

I feel the condensation of demonic energy behind me.

…the worst possible situation.

Why is the Demonic Warlock here?

Normally, demons did not have enough intelligence to learn black magic. This is because the madness and violent parts of demons lower the intelligence of demons.

However, very few, even in such an environment, there were demons who were born with high intelligence enough to learn black magic.

Those demons were far more powerful than normal black magicians.

Black magicians have to go through all kinds of hardships to acquire demons, whereas demons naturally generate demons.

It has enormous incomparable advantages.

Because of the limitations of being a demon, even if you can’t use high-level black magic, a simple bombardment is enough to blow up the area.

I didn’t know that one of the high-level demons was such a monster.

To use resources that are valuable even in the Demon King’s Army here.

Such a black magician hid in a place out of sight of us and developed black magic.

So, we are in a very dangerous situation.

The opponent was preparing to shoot the bomb, but they didn’t prepare anything.

Besides, it’s already too late.

Even if everyone scattered and ran away, it was difficult to get out of the range of the bombardment.

It would be better to gather everyone together and put on a shield that can resist.

Still unable to give up hope, he called the warrior who was breaking the barrier.

“Hero, it’s better to prepare for the enemy’s attack.”

“…I can’t.”

“It’s already late. You have to be prepared, everyone get ready.”

Pooh-!

He stabbed my hand again with the dagger.

A self-sacrifice that took place without any notice.

Frank was shocked and rushed at me.

“Argal, what are you doing!”

“Otherwise, we all die.”

As if Asher noticed, he looked up at the high sky and murmured.

Her body trembled.

“There, death from above, is coming down.”

It was better to save everyone, even if it meant burning my life.

A black dot appeared in the sky.

If earlier the demons were falling.

Right now, the dark magic bombardment was falling on this place.

The students who noticed the crisis tried to escape from the bombardment point.

It was too late to run away.

So use black magic right away.

In the midst of everyone’s surprise, a black magic shield covered everyone here.

I said to the Sword Saint.

“Reinhardt, you protect Asher.”

“Not so.”

“Hero, try to have as few victims as possible.”

“I will definitely do that.”

It was rather harsh to leave Asher alone, who had used the one-point thrust twice.

So I leave it to the swordsman.

Both eyes went numb.

It’s because you’ve done too much.

Originally, he would have died at this point, but for various reasons he was still alive.

After this dark magic, it is impossible to move at all.

…Fran was also nearby.

Perhaps if the shelling breaks out and everyone here is scattered, only Franc will be right next to him.

She touched me and wept, knowing that I was almost dying.

“Lord, I am not dying. Argal? You’re not really dying, are you?”

“I will not die.”

My mouth was stuffy.

The vocal cords do not open well.

Even if I can face physical death now, I will not die anyway.

…So no need to be sad, Fran.

I have one last word.

“Everybody stay alive.”

The swordsman answered here.

“…You will survive, Argal.”

Changsung mumbled quietly.

“…do not die.”

The warrior gritted his teeth.

“Please, please stay alive so that I can repay you for this work.”

The last word she said.

The black magic that fell so high.

Because it covered the sky

Finally, there was a big explosion.

Everyone got hit and flew around.

Originally, it would have evaporated without leaving a trace, but the shield wrapped in black magic made it last.

However, that was the limit, and the aftermath of the explosion could not prevent it from flying far away.

So, all the students are scattered.

Will everyone be able to survive?

Fortunately, Fran hugged me tightly, so the two of us flew to the same place.

Yes, we got to the end.

my second life.

It was the most meaningful time to burn.

**

It was only after a very short time had passed that Fran came to her senses.

There was a very large explosion that made me faint, and it was correct to say that I barely survived because of the black magic shield.

And as soon as she came to her senses, she hurriedly found Argal.

“Argal, Argal! Are you alive? Are you alive?”

Gner watched Argal’s dedication from beginning to end.

In addition to the overall management of the surviving test takers, at the end, he actually saved everyone by grinding more than half of their lifespan.

80 years of life sacrificed… .

Doesn’t that mean he will die soon even if he lives here?

Seeing that, Frank’s heart was so full.

Is it because he thinks he shouldn’t die if he knows the extreme?

Or is it because she thinks she’ll lose her friend who casually stroked her hair?

I could never let him die.

Fortunately, Argal’s heart is beating even though he is fainting.

albeit very weakly.

“…everything, I’m glad.”

However, it is an undeniable fact that it is close to death.

Frank took Argal on his back and moved quickly to get out of the forest, or at least to join the other students.

“It’s too light.”

Fran did not think that he was so strong.

It was about average for girls of the same age.

Considering that, Argal was too light.

yeah that might be better

If you can’t move it because it’s heavy, that’s more of a problem.

Fran carried Argal on her back and slowly made her way through the forest.

Hero, Asher, Reinhardt, any student would be fine.

I want to meet anyone who can relapse and help Argal.

“…I don’t even need a polemic.”

So the truth came out.

what do you want

The extreme that all wizards want?

no, no need

She, who has no purpose, is chasing after her without a cover.

Now I have a purpose.

I wanted to save Argal.

“Live, please.”

So, one step at a time, one step at a time.

Even though his mouth was dry and he started to run out of breath, his legs moved diligently.

At some point, I felt a sense of popularity.

I felt the gaze on the hill watching her.

Fran had a small hope.

“Okay, are you another student?”

The moment I looked up and looked in front of me.

She had no choice but to harden like a statue.

A robe that covered the whole body.

Pure black, a skin that humans cannot have.

And, a magic that can never be hidden.

[Found it.]

The warlock who had just opened fire appeared here.

[According to his order, I ordered him to kill the most talented in magic.]

“Ahh… .”

[Since both of them are talented in magic.]

Because that demon smiled.

[You can kill them both.]

Frank’s heart was beating like it was about to explode.

Die.

this is definitely dead

Not just Argal, but even Fran.

“Salvage, save me.”

Knowing the majesty of a high-ranking demon, she couldn’t be confident.

He collapsed on the floor, exhausted.

It was difficult for Fran to even breathe properly due to the intense living.

if anyone can help

If anyone comes and saves me.

[Goodbye.]

High-level demons gathered demons.

The black magic that can kill her and Argal is easily developed.

A black orb flew towards them in an instant.

“shield!”

Even in the midst of that, the cool-headed magician’s reason made at least a defense measure come true.

However, it is at a level where the gap with the upper level demons cannot be narrowed.

The shield was shattered in an instant, and that black sphere approached Fran’s eyes.

everything seems slow

Like a kaleidoscope that you see right before you die.

Fran said last.

“Anyone, please help… .”

The words were filled with weeping.

“I can’t… .”

I was more desperate.

“Even Argal is alive… .”

“…there is no need for that.”

Pagagak-!

His outstretched hand shattered the demons’ black magic.

The help Fran had so longed for.

Someone else gave it to me right before I died.

“Argal! What’s okay… .”

Frank noticed something was wrong.

Fran, who had read many books and even looked into forbidden books, knew that the energy felt by him was unusual.

“…that’s?”

Beside him, something that looked like a contract, made of scraps of paper, floated in the air.

Fran searched through the knowledge in her head and realized what it was.

It was a contract with the devil.

“…What did you stake on, a contract with the devil?”

“I gave the property. The devil takes money, and there was a check from Reinhardt.”

Hearing that, Frank breathed a sigh of relief.

Because betting property was the safest way to contract.

A contract could be made in many different ways, starting with one’s life and ending with the life of another.

If you think about it, I thought it was fortunate that Argal gave his life and didn’t make a pact with the devil.

But something was strange.

Property was the least valuable offering.

It was difficult to establish a contract to make a dying person move normally with just one property.

Frank murmured softly.

“I don’t think so.”

If you really gave your life

She denied it because she couldn’t stand it.

“I don’t think so. really.”

I believed so.