Chapter 162: Time Attack
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 162: Time Attack
BOOOOM—! An intense blast of heat and noise engulfed the cabin. Yohan, who had been preparing to perform the ritual with Regina, was so startled he rushed outside, forgetting to even get dressed.
“Wh-what the hell!?”
“—Yohan, get back inside.”
“Huh? Yes.”
Yohan, who had stepped out with his junk dangling, immediately went back into the room.
The witches waiting for their turn outside the room each blocked the explosion with magic before quickly exiting the cabin.
Stepping out of the cabin, which had been half-destroyed by the blast, the witches looked around, tilting their heads in confusion. There should have been someone responsible for such a massive explosion, yet their senses detected nothing.
Just as they were puzzling over it, something came flying toward them from the distance.
This time, not a single one of them reacted to the incoming object. A missile, flying at over ten times the speed of sound, struck its target, resulting in a colossal explosion.
“...Shit, what was that?”
As Hekaterina, more than half of whose body had been blown away, regenerated while snapping in annoyance—Evangeline and Beatrice unleashed their magic power, creating a massive barrier dozens of meters wide.
The moment the next missile passed through the barrier, it either completely disintegrated into atoms or changed course, flying off into the surroundings.
The witches, belatedly realizing what was attacking them, hardened their expressions.
“What is that thing?”
“Fuck if I know...”
The witches, who had never seen a newfangled weapon like a missile before, had no idea what was attacking them or the principles by which it flew.
But they could tell one thing: the missile was a machine made of steel.
“Makina...!”
If there was anyone who could create such an unidentifiable mechanical device unknown to the witches, it could only be Makina.
They immediately understood why she was attacking them. They were in the middle of their great undertaking—the undertaking to return to the past.
—And from Makina's perspective—who, unlike the other witches thrown into the future, had been left behind to build an empire—the empire she had dedicated decades to was naturally more precious than the witches she had only spent a few days with.
“Should we change locations for now?”
“No. Yohan said it has to be done here.”
“Why? It’s just fucking sex, we can do it somewhere else, can’t we!?”
“We have to do it here to return to the exact timeline we came from!”
The cabin was an object that had been transported to this future along with the witches. In other words, it was something that shouldn't exist in this world, and thus possessed a nature that sought to return to its original place.
The cabin's original place—that was the past, decades ago, from which they had come. If they performed the ritual in the cabin, they could return to the past without needing to confirm the time coordinates.
‘But he said it requires a massive amount of magic power, since we have to leap across decades of the past all at once...’
That was why the magic power of ten witches was needed, and also why they couldn't use all their power at this moment.
As they each conserved as much magic power as possible while blocking the incoming missiles and shells, helicopters began to appear in the distance.
“Ah.”
They were too far away for the witches to do anything. However, for a weapon like a helicopter, it wasn't a great distance.
Range: 8km. Air-to-ground rockets were fired mercilessly. For rockets traveling at several times the speed of sound, a distance measured in kilometers was merely a matter of a few seconds.
Before even ten seconds had passed, the rockets that reached them were shattered to pieces and vanished.
But they were still the ones being unilaterally attacked. Hekaterina couldn't contain her irritation and yelled.
“Aish—! That thing is so annoying! Hey, do something about it!”
“It’s too far. Outside my domain.”
Evangeline said, casually dismissing Hekaterina's words. She could probably force her magic power to destroy the helicopter somehow—but she couldn't afford to waste magic right now.
She had to save every last drop of magic power if they were to return to the past, right?
There was only one thing they could do: pray that Yohan would finish the ritual as quickly as possible and take them all back to the past.
“It’s a bit grand for a final farewell—but it’s fun.”
Letting out a small laugh, Evangeline disintegrated another missile flying from the distance. Seeing their attacks instantly neutralized, the combat helicopters changed tactics and began firing their autocannons.
A far greater number of bullets rained down on them than before. Feeling her magic power rapidly depleting, Evangeline prayed that Yohan would turn back time quickly.
“Hngh, huaangh—! Haaahk—!”
BOOM—!
The sound of another explosion came from outside the cabin. It wasn't far. The vibrations from the impact were strong enough to shake the ground and be felt inside the room.
Startled by the loud boom and vibrations, Yohan flinched for a moment, but he quickly regained his composure and began moving his hips again.
Shells were exploding right next to them, but in a way, the sound proved his safety.
‘If a shell had landed in a dangerous spot, my teacher or the others would have blocked it... The fact that I can hear the explosions means they’re attacks that can’t have any real effect...’
He knew that logically. He knew it in his head... but he couldn't stop his hips from twitching and faltering every time a shell landed.
That was the nature of artillery fire. Anyone who hadn't received special training would inevitably flinch. Loud noises had always been a signal of danger, of perils so great they were etched into one's very genes.
“Haahk, hngh— Yohan, noow...”
“Yeah, I got it.”
At the signal from Regina, panting beneath him, Yohan supplied his magic power. The magic flowed through his penis and directly into Regina's uterus.
The witches' weak spot. Struck directly with magic in her most sensitive place, Regina's eyes rolled back as her body began to tremble violently.
“Huuuuungh—!”
Pleasure that intense becomes pain. Regina shuddered from the pleasure that bordered on agony, and after barely managing to receive the magic power, she cast her spell.
Time began to accumulate. A day, two days—then a week, a month, a year.
Once accumulated, time has a repulsive force. You can't just turn it back recklessly. It's like pressing down on a tightly coiled spring—to go back another day after already reversing one, you need to use the same amount of force it would take to reverse two days from the start.
That was precisely why Yohan hadn't tried to turn back time day by day while recovering his magic. Reversing a few years, recovering his magic—that method would never get them back to their original time.
Because they wouldn't be able to overcome the elasticity of all that accumulated time.
“A-Agaaain...!”
“Here I go.”
BOOM—!
With the sound of explosions as his background music, Yohan continued to inject his magic power into Regina. Each time he did, an intense tightness squeezed his member, but he held back from ejaculating as best he could.
In a situation where he didn't know how many more hours he'd have to inject magic, wasting his stamina in vain could mean he wouldn't be able to get an erection when it mattered most.
‘This is torture in its own way...’
It wasn't just the torture of moving his hips while holding back the urge to cum. The entire situation was agonizing.
Outside, shells were constantly exploding, and he had no idea when the spell would finally be complete.
If the flow was broken even once, it would all be over. Magic power could be replenished over time, but—would Makina and her army give them days?
‘They’re attacking us like this right now.’
Makina had never seen his teacher fight. She knew his teacher was strong, but she probably had no idea just how strong.
That's why she was attacking them like this. If she knew that his teacher could wipe out the empire in an instant if she chose to, would she have picked this fight?
Probably not. Makina was a rational person, and she treasured her empire like her own personal treasure.
‘There’s no way to prove it now.’
To stop Makina, all they had to do was prove that they were beings who could blow away something like an empire in a single breath.
But paradoxically, the moment they proved it, they would become enemies of the empire.
If Evangeline were to blow away the empire with her magic, then they would truly have no choice but to fight to the end, if only for the sake of revenge.
“Regina, how much longer?”
“Hngh, it’s my first time—so I’m not sure yet, haahk—!”
“Fuuuck...”
CRUUUMBLE—!
Another shell landed.
The vibration from the shelling made his penis tremble.
He had now reached a state where he could even feel that.
Yohan looked down at Regina with a bitter expression and began to move his hips again.