Episode 394 The Madman Returns
His magic is beautiful, and his coldness is merciless.
Everything in the mountains froze.
The rain of ice that fell from the sky became the tombstones of monsters and pierced deep into the ground.
I opened my eyes.
The cold winter air filled his lungs.
As his breath exhaled, the frozen surroundings, which were like an ice age, began to melt as if it had never happened.
The melted ice turned into streams and flowed, turning into mist and making clothes wet.
Like the morning dew, the ice crystals that fell in the forest turned into water droplets after completing their mission.
* * *
The high elves couldn’t keep their mouths shut.
They were reviewing what had just happened.
I dealt with magic that absorbed magic and became stronger with magic, and also with magic that went beyond the box.
The result, as you can see, was the miserable appearance of the monsters.
Not a single one survived and became a block of ice.
It was a truly astonishing result.
His magic had incense.
It was full of nature’s greenery and benevolence that made everything freeze.
A strong human scent permeated each ice spear.
cold yet warm
That contradiction was with him.
Heprion involuntarily opened his mouth.
“As expected… you’re romantic… human…”
His complimenting tone was assimilated with Serien’s.
Hans muttered as he stroked his chin.
“I can’t believe it even after seeing it with my own eyes… What kind of guy’s magic is constantly manifesting?”
The question was natural.
Thousands of ice spears completely shattered the mountain range.
Who the hell could make magic as if it were produced in a factory?
It was possible for Ray, who had obtained the mana rod this time and completed the factoryization.
Serien looked at him with a complicated expression.
“This isn’t… a human… isn’t it?”
The high elves subconsciously nodded at her self-talk.
I couldn’t call ‘that’ a human anymore.
What kind of human being could create thousands of spears in the sky?
Can you freeze mountains and freeze the air?
Even for them, that was impossible.
It was possible to express magic, but unless the amount of mana was infinite, it was absolutely impossible to summon an ice spear of the same level as before.
* * *
Even in the midst of this commotion, Ray showed his spirit by sitting at the table calmly as if nothing had happened.
“what are you doing? Everyone sit down. The work on the altar is not yet finished.”
“….”
“….”
At his words, the high elves awkwardly sat down.
It was not easy for the atmosphere that had been heightened by the battle just before to cool down immediately.
However, the reason why they had high self-respect and followed Ray’s words without any objection was probably because they peeked at his prestige.
As before, Ray held out a crumpled piece of parchment.
The seventh point of the example in question was drawn.
Looking at it, Ray said.
“I found the eighth and ninth points.”
Finding the last points.
It was the discovery of a clue that might finally solve all the problems with the altar.
The high elves, questioning those words, raised their hands with sharp eyes.
Ray glanced at them.
It was a situation I had seen before.
Obviously, even when they calculated the seventh point, the high elves questioned themselves with the same eyes as now.
They will surely ask how you found the two remaining points and force yourself to understand.
Ray continued by ignoring the high elves’ questions.
“Before we talk, I have something to say. I won’t ask for your understanding anymore. How were you able to find the mana lines and how you were able to locate the points. I mean, I’m not going to explain it. Even when you found the seventh point, you are not willing to accept what you do not understand. So I won’t bother to ask you to understand, and I won’t make you understand.”
He looked around the crowd.
Slowly, we met each other’s eyes one by one.
When I was racking my brain to find the point.
How happy were you to find the seventh spot?
It is a fact that no one can deny that Ray has done a lot for them.
When the high elves abandoned the temple and turned their backs on Aira.
He remained there, guarding the temple, the altar, and their place.
When they said ‘one step back for two steps forward’, they retreated bitterly.
Only he remained there and killed the people who had no choice but to become monsters.
I erased Iriel from my heart to help them fix the altar.
Thanks to that, I was able to get something valuable.
There was nothing the high elves gave to it.
His words, filled with various emotions, echoed quietly inside the temple.
Like the morning that secretly dawns.
Like the moon quietly embedded in the starry sky.
A single word from him made the high elves cry.
“If you have a complaint, you can express it. You can be hostile to me. It’s just…”
Blue eyes swallowed the high elves.
“Stop interfering with me.”
* * *
The high elves frowned at his strong words and expressed their disapproval.
“You are arrogant.”
Arrogant.
“Do you think you can handle the altar work by yourself?”
You can solve it by yourself.
“Only one has reached the sky. Was it only a human being after all?”
Ray silently listened to their words one by one.
And then.
He showed this and smiled.
The mana of the air was hostile to them.
Ray’s mana radiated from his whole body, revealing his hostility.
Sitting at the table, exuding a sense of presence, he smirked.
“So what are you going to do?”
At those words, the mouths of the high elves immediately fell shut.
No high elf could stop him in this place.
Even if he makes a fuss about overthrowing him, there is no one who can stop him.
In an increasingly vicious atmosphere, Heprion stood behind Ray.
Then, all the eyes of the audience gathered on Heprion.
“I won’t interfere! I don’t want to rebel and die early! Besides, I quite liked Mr. Ray! You could call it favoritism!”
The elf with dark purple hair screamed.
“Heprion! Can you still be called a high elf! It’s such a humiliation to bow your head to a human…”
She couldn’t finish her words.
Heprion laughed haha and cut off his words.
“According to you, it would be humiliating to be helped by humans! What are you talking about on a subject you’ve only been helped with so far? Put your head on the ground! That’s the way you can be a little romantic!”
Hans, who had a history of hearing the same words from Heprion in the past, sneaked behind Ray as if stabbed in his heart.
“I am of the same opinion. Bercia Don’t be proud and stop admitting it.”
Serien is an elf who devoted herself to the Rei religion from the beginning.
The idea of rebelling against God did not exist in her faith.
She snorted and crossed her arms.
“Amazing. In the current situation, people say that humans can’t keep their heads down. I guess we need to learn the way of romance from our madman.”
The madman pointed out by Serien raised his hand excitedly.
“Just leave it to me!”
The woman called Vercia protested, frowning.
“You can never lower your head! I don’t admit it!”
As she protested with her whole body, some of the high elves who gained courage from it joined in.
They stood behind Bersia.
“Bersia is right. There is no head to bow to the lower races.”
“As a high elf, it’s absurd to look at mere human feet.”
Then the two factions split.
One was the high elves who stood behind Ray’s back, and the other was those who agreed with Bersia’s opinion.
Ray looked at them and stood up.
Then, at once, they threw their heads into the ground.
The first person to sink her head into the temple floor was Bersia.
“Kyaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!”
There was no such thing as a female elf.
Heprion looked at him with a ‘hehe’ as if he was surprised.
There was no other dry response.
Including Serien, Hans Sert and the other high elves were shocked.
I didn’t know that he would force the high elves to bow their heads by burying their heads under the temple.
Serien put her hands together and shouted.
“How! Be hot too!”
Her faith had already grown to half a million. Only screams resonated inside the sacred temple.
“Aaaagh!”
“Aaaaaagh! Stop that!”
The high elves, who had been speaking with their voices lowered in a noble way, let out a boiling sound from their vocal chords.
Ray slammed their heads into the floor again and again.
Kwaaaang—! Kwaaaang—!
It was so hard that the temple surrounded by the magic circle shuddered.
Hans was relieved.
If he had kept that position, his own head would not have remained.
Standing behind Bersia, they soon stretched their bodies.
He didn’t look down, he looked like he was fainting.
Clearly, until just now, Ray was an unfortunate role that was not acknowledged despite sacrificing for everyone.
But in less than ten minutes, he became a villain.
He was no longer rough.
I didn’t even feel the need to do them any favors.
Elisa, who was still quiet, spoke to Ray.
“Sometimes it’s better to let go of things you can’t get. throw it away.”
She was also a villain.
The Bersian faction’s high elves, who had lost their minds, were quietly removed outside the temple.
There were no elves who dared to rebel against him anymore.
