Chapter 105: Volunteer? Activity (6)
Translator: RaidenTL
Chapter 105: Volunteer? Activity (6)
It was absurd.
Every single time, she’d bragged about showing us "true fire magic."
And now she’s saying she can’t put it out?
What kind of nonsense is this?
"I-it’s because it’s a finishing move!"
The Fire Spammer shouted, looking flustered.
"If you use your finishing move twice, you’ll set the whole world on fire."
"Forget the world, the Empire’s about to go up in flames..."
"Ah, is that it? Eliminating the competition? Wow! Looking for that opening even here? As expected of a Dale, huh?"
"That’s not it!"
The Fire Spammer looked like she was about to cry, but we couldn't afford to worry about her right now.
"Hey, that thing is almost completely charred."
"There won't even be a corpse left of that demon..."
"Is that the problem right now? If the fire spreads to the cathedral, it won't just be the Empire's problem, you know?"
Looking at Uncle Aeryun, who was wearing an expression of pure disbelief, I quickly offered a solution.
"Let's just say the wicked demon cast a curse?"
"This is a disaster regardless of who takes the blame!"
"Stop treating our kingdom’s unique magic like some demonic spell!"
"……?"
At the Fire Spammer’s shout, Uncle Aeryun’s expression momentarily froze.
"...Wait. Unique magic?"
As Uncle Aeryun muttered that, the Fire Spammer’s face stiffened.
What is this, you nerds?
Why are you guys using proper nouns that only you know?
"What is it? Some kind of secret finishing move passed down only through the royal family?"
"That’s exactly what it is."
I was speechless at Uncle Aeryun’s answer.
I’d only thought of the name because it sounded like something I’d seen in a web novel.
Oh, wait. This is a web novel world, isn't it?
"Hellfire. It’s an arcane secret that can’t be learned through normal study. Only those of the chosen royal bloodline can acquire it through an engraving..."
I didn't really get it since I have nothing to do with magic, but I could gauge the situation based on the atmosphere.
"A secret of birth? In reality, that Magic Spammer prince was a fake, and you’re the real princess...?"
Unbelievable.
A sense of betrayal began to wash over me.
Even if they were from Leon and Dale respectively.
I thought we were comrades in charge of handling these RoFan Golden Generation kids!
"I-it’s nothing like that!"
"Pretty sure it is..."
"I heard there’s something that can suppress Dale’s Hellfire. They said it was ice magic..."
"……"
"……"
"……"
Come to think of it, wasn't ice the main magic used by that Magic Spammer prince?
"N-no, it’s not!"
The Fire Spammer tried to protest as we narrowed our eyes and glared at her.
"Can the Prince not put it out either?"
"The demon is almost gone."
"If it really burns down, I’m going to the Dale Embassy to lodge a formal complaint..."
At Uncle Aeryun’s words, the Fire Spammer looked at the demon, whose upper body had already vanished and was continuing to disappear.
Like a melting candle, the demon was dissolving faster and faster. The Fire Spammer squeezed her eyes shut and screamed.
"The Prince can put it out!"
"Do you know where Prince Arwen is?"
At the Fire Spammer’s shout, Uncle Aeryun mentioned another person he knew.
"Who’s that?"
"The Magic Spammer!"
...So it was a name I knew.
"You should have said so from the start."
"You know him?"
"They were all gathered together, beating up some weirdo."
"...What?"
He didn't seem to understand, but that wasn't important right now.
The demon’s thighs were starting to disappear.
So, I started running.
Uncle Aeryun seemed to have caught on and followed close behind me.
And then, we saw it.
"Kuaaaakh! Not yet! I’m not done yet!"
"Wow, they’re still whaling on him."
We could see the enemy getting lynched by Daisy and the rest of the RoFan party.
"Liberator Belex?"
"You know him?"
"What kind of agent doesn't know the Liberator?! He’s the guy who destroyed an entire country, albeit a small one. Not only that, he’s a Continental Public Enemy who has slaughtered countless demi-humans!"
"Oh..."
Apparently, he was a more dangerous guy than I thought.
...He didn't look like it at all, though.
"A Continental Public Enemy, indeed."
You could tell just by looking at Wuxia novels.
To catch a Public Enemy of the Continent, wouldn't the hundred and eight Arhats of Shaolin come out and form the Arhat Formation?
Even though the "righteous" factions are ganging up 108 to 1 against a single person, nobody questions it because the opponent is a Public Enemy.
In fact, they even praise the 108 people for hitting the one guy.
It was the same for the RoFan party catching this Belex guy.
As if they had practiced beforehand, they were pummeling him with fluid coordination.
When Belex blocked Daisy’s attack with his right hand, Prince Ellen attacked his left.
When Belex, with both hands occupied, tried to retreat, the Minor Sword Emperor blocked his path. The moment he tried to push the three of them away with brute force, magic from the Magic Spammer, Violet, and the other mages came flying in.
And that wasn't all.
"Help them!"
"Yes, sir!"
"Everything according to Prince Esid’s will!"
Esid had brought mages from somewhere and joined the fray.
Thanks to that, Belex, who was previously only being beaten by the RoFan party, was now being lynched by dozens of Academy students.
...Who’s the villain here?
I really couldn't tell.
"Looks like things will be settled if we just leave them be."
"No... that’s Belex? The Liberator...?"
Uncle Aeryun seemed to be suffering from cognitive dissonance, but I understood.
A guy who supposedly destroyed a country was getting beaten by Academy students despite his numbers, shouting things like "S-stop it!" or "I won't even blink!" It was bound to be absurd.
But these weren't ordinary students.
In the far future, these were the ones who would gang up on the Demon King—the true enemy of humanity.
If anything, Belex was proving his skill just by holding out this long.
Therefore.
"Get ready."
"……?"
Leaving the confused Uncle Aeryun behind, I approached the Magic Spammers who were just firing spells from the back while the swordsmen were risking their lives.
"Additional personnel... wait, why are you here? If you’re joining, go over there..."
Codename Boradori, who thought we were reinforcements sent by Prince Esid, saw it was me and Uncle Aeryun and tried to send us toward Daisy.
"We’re not here to support; we’re here to poach labor."
"Huh?"
I bypassed Boradori and approached the Magic Spammer, who was busy preparing a spell.
And then.
"……"
For a moment, I was at a loss for words.
"Uncle."
I retreated quickly and urgently asked Uncle Aeryun.
"What?"
"What was the Fire Spammer’s name again?"
"...It’s Marie. Weren't you just doing that as a bit?"
No, I just got confused for a second because I always call her Fire Spammer.
If this were a web novel, the readers would have definitely forgotten too.
"I feel like I’ll forget it again next time."
"...Can't be helped."
This is the fault of the Fire Spammer, who suits the name Fire Spammer better than Marie.
"Ahem. Marie caused an accident."
"...What?"
Having confirmed the name, I spoke to the Magic Spammer again.
"Was it the Eternal Flame? Fire of Kalpa? Hellfire? Amaterasu?"
"It’s Hellfire... Is there anything you actually remember?"
"The Empire’s been breached again?"
"...Damn it."
Sighing at the undeniable fact, Uncle Aeryun pulled me back and spoke to the Magic Spammer in my stead.
"I don't know the details, but Marie used Hellfire."
"...She wouldn't have used it for no reason."
"It’s a demon."
"……."
At the mention of that cheat code, the Magic Spammer nodded.
It was a "can't be helped if it's a demon" kind of vibe.
"We need your power to put it out."
"……"
"But..."
The Magic Spammer’s gaze turned toward Belex.
If he left, this front line would...
"...It should be fine."
There was a gap because of the conversation, but seeing Belex still getting pummeled, the Magic Spammer let out a sigh.
"This uncle will fight in your place, so you don't have to worry too much."
"Right. I’ll take... wait? Me?"
I answered Uncle Aeryun’s "what kind of nonsense is that" expression.
"I told you to get ready earlier."
"No, you meant this?"
"If we’re taking someone away, someone has to stay behind."
"You can stay."
"Ahem. If we’re taking a mage, someone capable of long-range attacks should stay."
"There are plenty of mages here. It makes more sense for you, who’s good at melee support, to stay."
"Me? You want me to hold a sword and fight next to Daisy? Do you want to see their teamwork crumble?"
"……"
At my words, Uncle looked at the group collectively assaulting Belex.
"...Haa."
He seemed to give up, letting out a deep sigh and nodding.
"Fine. Tell the agents over there to... no. Just tell everyone except the cleanup crew to come here."
"Will they understand if I say it like that?"
"I’ve done it a lot, so they’ll understand."
Since Uncle said they’d understand, I gave a rough nod and led the Magic Spammer toward where the demon’s remains were.
If we didn't hurry, the Academy cathedral might burn down, so we had to move fast.
"...What are you doing?"
I looked back and saw the Magic Spammer far behind. When I approached him...
"...I’ve used up most of my mana."
"You can just run."
"...I am running."
Still, seeing a prince of a country huffing and puffing without regard for his dignity, he seemed to be in earnest.
...To be in such a state just because he’s out of mana. This is why Magic Spammers are a problem.
"Can't be helped."
"Ack!"
I picked up the Magic Spammer like a sack of grain and ran.
"I-is there no other way?"
A way? There was.
"What, do you want me to give you a princess carry?"
"……Just go as fast as you can."
Fortunately, it was a request I could fulfill.
"Whew."
Letting out a small sigh, the Magic Spammer looked at the demon’s ankles.
Seeing the black scorch marks around them, it really seemed like there wasn't much left.
"It’s not out yet. I’ve only frozen it."
When I stepped closer to check, the Magic Spammer stopped me.
He froze the fire, but it’s not out?
As expected, magic was incomprehensible.
"You don't seem to understand... but this is a realm difficult even for ordinary mages to grasp, so let's just move on."
Fortunately, it seemed I wasn't just an idiot.
"Marie."
"Prince..."
As if she’d done something wrong, the Fire Spammer hung her head low, radiating an aura of apology.
"It’s not your fault. It was all because of my selfishness."
The Magic Spammer shook his head as he looked at Marie.
...I still didn't know what they were talking about, but there seemed to be some kind of backstory.
"No, it’s not!"
"It is."
No, what isn't?
It was a moment where I understood why web novels have so many unnecessary explanatory parts.
Fortunately, the Magic Spammer began to explain.
"The reason you ended up learning the Hellfire that was originally meant for me..."
...The explanation seemed like it would be long, so I quietly sat in a corner and opened a bag of popcorn.
I’d tried copying Boradori after seeing her carry things around using a magic tool, and it was the best decision ever.
The story went something like this:
Hellfire was a sort of curse-like magic passed down through the Dale royal family.
It was used by the legendary first king of Dale, known as the King of Mages.
The legend said that when Dale faced a crisis, one who realized the true Hellfire would save the kingdom.
Basically, it was a legend similar to the one about a Taekwondo robot popping out of the National Assembly building when South Korea is in danger.
So, the Magic Spammer was supposed to learn it.
And as his guardian, the Fire Spammer was originally supposed to become an Ice Spammer.
But because the Magic Spammer liked ice magic more than fire, he had forcibly swapped their roles.
...Which meant.
"What, she really was the official wife?"
The Dale royal family weren't idiots; they wouldn't pass down a royal secret even to a guardian for no reason.
Even from what I’d heard, the method of transmission wasn't through oral tradition.
Wasn't it closer to engraving it using a special magic circle, like a curse?
This basically meant the only option was for the two of them to get married later, making the Fire Spammer a member of the royal family.
They probably figured it wouldn't matter as long as the two married and had children.
"……"
That’s why it was so absurd.
The Magic Spammer, who was obsessed with Daisy in such a situation.
And the Fire Spammer, who hadn't been able to do anything despite being the semi-officially recognized wife.
"They’re hopeless."
Is this RoFan...?
Truly, it was an incomprehensible world.
