106-Hypocrisy and drunken inferior ⑤



 Lokiarum sat in a chair in front of the altar, like a royal lord and nobleman sitting in a chair, meditating and seemingly kneading his magic power.
 Lokiarum floated in this cave, drifting in this cave, untainted by any color, taking in the dense magical power that belonged to no one else, like a breath of air, into his body.

(Kukuku, wonderful........what a pool of magic power....... This is the very place where magic power is created by the earth. Light and darkness, love and anxiety, spiritual and magical power. (This relatively created world, this force field, with one side of the universe strongly colored, is worthy of being our sanctuary.......)

 The chair in which Lokiarum contentedly deposited his body, beside it ... the corpse of his apprentice, Niesbeck, was lying on the ground.

'Slaughter? Baboon! Overrun? Baboon ... and then dinner?

'Mizgard you don't have to think about anything else. All of your brain's functions are dedicated to sensing and controlling demons. The tens of thousands of demons I've summoned you will do exactly as I say. In a few hours, these seven major cities of Millamar will be destroyed.

Baboon............

 Mizgard had left it up to Lokiarum to keep track of everything on the battlefield.
 Lokiarum had acquired the art of summoning thousands and tens of thousands of demons. However, it is impossible to sense and manipulate them all at the same time.
 Therefore, this Mizgard was created by Lokiarum as a new antenna without an ego....
 At this time, Lokiarum was already thinking about the future.
 Starting with this millimeter, how would it be relative to the world?
 For Surt's sword, it could be said that it was a start. Lokiarum had been waiting for a hundred years for this day.

''Baboon........Baboon? Hee!

What's up? Mizgard.

 Lokiarum notices that something is wrong with Mizgard.

'Baboon? Can't we get closer? You can't get anywhere near any city? Will it push you back? Baboon.

What are you talking about? Mizgard.

The first group? Devastation? Baboon........

'What a stupid thing to say! It's broken!

 Lokiarum stood up and looked at the battle situation in each city being put out of Mizgard's body.

'What! This! Who are these guys?

'Baboon ... not able to hold its own? Baboon........

'No, what! This is a formidable fighting force! Support from the agency? No, it's too soon! And if you're this good, how could this Lokiarum not know about it!

 Lokiarum was blown away by the future situation he had been dreaming about earlier, and his thoughts were unable to keep up with his astonishment and the situation beyond his comprehension.

'Isn't it a person? A baboon? Baboon! The second wave has arrived? Hee, hee.

'Hey! Not a man? So you think it can be personified? I can't summon ... no, I can't do that with a summons! No way! Who has signed more than one contract with such a high-ranking outsider? Nonsense! That's impossible!

 The video shows an unbelievable situation for Lokiarum. In each city attacked by Lokiarum, people who look just like ordinary humans are destroying demons at an unimaginable rate.
 The men and women in these forms are running around with smiles on their faces.
 Lokiarum clasps his old, stained hands, lifts his eyes and bites his lip.
 Now, after a hundred years of waiting, searching, concocting, and planning, the plan has just begun to work.
 The work of anyone else is no longer relevant at this time.

'Nuh-uh! I can still summon as many as I want! Watch it! This army of demons that wants to cover all of Millmar!

'Baboon ... someone's coming ... baboon.

'What! To this Gurwa Mountain!

Are you coming? Baboon...? In here? Baboon.

'What! Hmm, but we've placed 500 Wendigo demons, the top demons, around this cave. They can't come in that easily. More importantly, we need to deal with these guys now.

 Saying that, Lokiarum stared hatefully at the upward image while kneading his magic power.



 Lokiarum tried to open his mouth to see if Mizgard was broken.

'Are you the sword of Surt?'

 Suddenly, he spoke from the side and Lokiarum immediately flew away from the scene.
 The experience of being a summoner in this area relative to the enemy was ingrained in his body.
 Lokiarum didn't even show any signs of concern, and the boy in front of him who had come this close to him, the maximum amount of alarm bells arising from his numerous combat experiences so far were sounded under his unconsciousness.

'You........who are you? Kid.....

Oh, yeah. If you're a zapper demon outside, I put it away. They were the ones that ruined the beautiful view of the millimeters outside this cave... well, they weren't all of them, so I left the rest to my friends.

 This boy's nonchalant voice, not even answering Lokiarum's question, was very jarring to Lokiarum.

'Who are you, I ask you! You creepy little bastard!

 The boy chuckled.

'Haa, I didn't expect you to call me creepy, at all...'

 At that moment, without a beat, Lokiarum held his right hand forward and summoned countless wil-o-wisps from the palm of his hand, striking the boy with his fireball of demonic spirits.
 As an able-bodied person who had experienced numerous battles, Lokiarum knew that surprise and off-rhythm attacks were extremely useful in battle. And when he did it, he never left any stone unturned.
 A seemingly infinite number of wil-o-wisps are spat out of Lokiarum's hands....... The attack power of a single one is not that much. But if it could produce this many, its attack power would increase additively. Lokiarum creates an overwhelming amount of firepower through the power of that very number and strikes at the unidentified boy without mercy.
 The boy's figure was enveloped by these countless demonic spirits and disappeared from sight.
 Lokiarum's mouth twisted as he looked at this situation while continuing to strike the demonic spirits.

''Stupid little boy! I'm a little inexperienced! To relax in the face of the enemy would mean death!

 And then it was....
 A voice came in Lokiarum's ear.
 Lokiarum's back feels cold for a moment.
 Yes, there was no mistaking it, because it was actually a voice that emanated from his ear.

''........I'll return those words, you immature summoner.

 As soon as Lokiarum heard those words, Lokiarum's arm, which was releasing Wil-O-Wisp, leapt up into the sky.
 And that arm spun around in the air, spreading Willowisp in every direction.

''Na! Kuh!

 Lokiarum sensed the danger of staying here and flew backwards without regard to the severed arm. He then restrained his right arm, which was missing from the joint.

''Guh! Nonsense! I am... this little boy! I don't know who the hell you are! Ha ... you're an inexperienced little boy who came to support me from the institution that Niesbeck mentioned! But this fighting power and awesomeness...

I'm a rank D who happens to be passing by.

What... what?

'So I'm telling you. I'm just a rank D. I'm a rank D who stumbled into this Millmar and fell in love with this Millmar landscape and the people of Millmar with all my heart!

 As he said that, Yuto tightly regrasped the posture in his right hand.

''You lowly summoner! I'm not going to let this millimeter be crushed by your lame ideas!

 Lokiarum reacts violently to that way of saying by Yuto.

''A trivial thought...? Hey, hey, you! A mere rank D with an inferior ability! This sword of ours, the sword of Surt, a hundred years of longing!

 In response to Lokiarum's anger, Yuto lit a flame of anger in his eyes that surpassed it. It was the faces of those who were at the mercy of this summoner's long-cherished wishes.

''That's right! Your plan by that lowly ideology of yours, this inferior ability of this mere rank D hypocrisy and drunkenness! I'll crush you without a trace!

 Yuuto breathed out a tremendous amount of sacred air, and his face was in the very shape of anger as he thrust his ETI white blade point at Lokiarum and said with spirit: "You have no idea what you are doing.

''To you, you who used this Millimer, who should have had no connection to you, as a stepping stone you who trampled on the hearts of those who risked their lives and livelihoods on this Millimer.......only you! I will never forgive you!