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Cursed Villainess' Obsession-Chapter 69
Crash! Crash!
The sound of metal clashing against metal echoed.
It was the sound of Raphaen's spear colliding with Siegfried's sword.
“Ugh, … I’m sorry, Raphaen. Don’t hold back, just take care of it!”
At his words, Raphaen turned her head, looking at me with a face full of uncertainty.
She was hoping for my command in response to her comrade's plea.
But I wasn’t in a position to just sit back and think calmly either.
“Emily—! Get out of the way—!”
Boom!
In the rain of icicles flying towards us, I quickly grabbed Emily, who hadn’t reacted in time, and hurriedly pulled us away.
Just a few seconds later, countless ice spikes were embedded in the spot where Emily and I had been.
“Ke, Ken!”
Whoosh!
A fireball came hurtling towards the spot we had just vacated.
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I barely dodged that fire thanks to Emily's shout and assessed the current situation.
Three of them were attacking us.
Due to Tarros's unique skill, our companions had lost their turn to act.
‘… This means there’s no one left to deliver a heavy blow.’
I grimaced at the difficult situation.
Tarros's unique skill had sealed Emily’s binding skill, putting her in a sealed state.
Thus, neither Nana nor Emily had to worry about being controlled further.
However, the three dragons were still wielding purple magic.
The sealing effect does not affect magic that has already been used.
“Raphaen—! Can you hold them off all at once?!”
“Yes!”
Raphaen, confidently smiling at my distant shout, quickly separated herself from Siegfried.
Then, facing the three, she—
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Using her spear, she adeptly blocked the barrage of magic and attacks coming from all three of them.
The sight was so mesmerizing it looked as if she were dancing, making the word ‘dancer’ come to mind.
‘This buys me some time….’
Fortunately, the curse skill ‘Whispers of the Soul’ didn’t work on Raphaen, who was wearing a pendant.
However, Raphaen lacked a strong attack to strike back at that dragon.
So, the only one who could land a blow on it was me.
During the brief moment Raphaen had bought me, I desperately began searching through the crafting category.
I needed a weapon that could deliver a powerful blow right away.
‘Quickly craft the Aspetra….’
The Aspetra could be considered my trump card.
However, the amount of magic power required to craft it exceeded my maximum capacity.
Recreating the Aspetra would be difficult.
‘Something… something with a deadly attack…!’
While scanning through countless weapons in the list, I unexpectedly stumbled upon a name.
‘… Why is this here?’
To include someone else's weapon in my category, it would need to be perfectly repaired.
Or I would have to craft it myself.
But this weapon was one I had no memory of at all.
What was most peculiar was the amount of magic power required.
It seemed strangely low for crafting a sword with the ‘Demon Sword’ characteristic.
Full of questions.
But in this urgent situation, there was no better weapon than this.
I immediately set Emily down beside me and reached out, concentrating my magic.
‘Quick crafting….’
Hoping against hope, I repeated her name in my mind.
‘Demon Sword Tirpione…!’
Soon, I felt a rush of magic being drawn into my hands, and the bright light unique to quick crafting gathered.
And then—
[Hehe. Hoohoo!]
I began to hear her familiar voice.
[Aaaah—! Master!]
As the sword was formed in my hands, a silver-haired woman appeared in the air.
The moment she opened her eyes and saw me, she brightened with a joyful smile and rushed towards me.
[As expected…! The girl believed! That you would definitely create me!]
“T, Tirpione—! How are you here—?!”
I hadn’t even considered that she would be in my category, let alone that her spirit would appear as I crafted the sword.
“Uh, … who?”
“... A woman’s voice.”
From behind me, Emily's quiet voice rang out, and I quickly turned my head to see Raphaen staring at the spot with a fearful gaze.
Ignoring the heated stares from the two women, Tirpione continued joyfully.
[My true form is merely a vessel for my spirit… So, if my master, connected by blood contract, creates me, it’s only natural that I transfer into that vessel!]
In this urgent situation, I didn’t fully comprehend her words.
But what came to mind was the moment she bit my hand and drank my blood during our meeting.
It seemed that it was not just a prevention against corrosion ability but a complete master-servant contract.
‘… Anyway, whatever the reason, it’s a necessary blow in this situation.’
I pushed her away and pointed the sword at Tarros, asking her.
“Your corrosion ability. Can you corrode all the eyes on that guy's forehead?”
[Of course! But it will require that much of your magic, Master!]
Seeing Tirpione’s confident expression, I quickly gripped the Demon Sword tightly.
“Raphaen—!”
“Y-Yes!”
I shouted to her, who had been sending anxious glances while blocking the three enemies.
“I’ll finish it up quickly! Keep them all at bay!”
“L-Leave it to me—!”
She ceased her gaze towards us and began focusing on holding off the controlled ones.
And I fixed my sights on the massive enemy before me.
With ragged breaths, the dragon concentrated on controlling the three while shaking its purple magic.
Having confirmed my target, I steadied my legs and slammed my feet into the ground.
Boom!
My body shot up from the ground, quickly reaching in front of the ancient dragon.
[System: The characteristic of Dragon Essence is activated.
The ancient dragon Tarros is watching you.]
[Graaaaaaah!]
Noticing me rushing in with tremendous momentum, the ancient dragon quickly wiped away the purple magic swirling in its hands.
Gugugugugu.
Then, a red aura began to gather in its maw.
‘… Breath!’
Realizing it was the dragon’s breath unleashing flames, I hurriedly moved my feet.
Thud!
As I reached beneath the massive dragon, I leaped off the ground.
Suddenly.
The dragon’s maw opened, and the shape of the compressed breath flickered before my eyes.
[Master! Something enormous is coming—!]
Tirpione's voice rang in my ears as she too sensed the breath.
I thought it would take a bit longer, but Tarros prepared the breath just in time as I jumped.
Although it appeared weaker than a normal breath, it would be a lethal attack to face unguarded.
‘… There’s no choice—!’
In the end, I resigned myself to being hit by its breath and maintained my speed towards it.
At that moment—
Boom!
[Kuuhk—!]
Ice pillars that suddenly rose from the ground struck the dragon's lower jaw.
The forceful impact caused it to close its maw, and the breath it was about to unleash exploded inside its mouth.
Thud!
Thanks to this, I safely landed on top of the dragon's head and turned my gaze downward.
There stood Mary, holding a staff and glaring at the scene.
As the purple magic disappeared from the dragon’s hands, the curse controlling the three also vanished.
I looked at the ancient dragon, which was rolling its eyes due to the explosion from the breath.
With its white eyeballs visible, its still-red eye on its forehead remained unscathed.
I met that eye while gripping my sword tightly, sending my magic into it.
[Hah! Your hot magic is flowing in!]
“Don’t say weird things at a time like this!”
The magic absorbed by Tirpione transformed into her ominous magic.
Feeling her overflowing energy, I charged directly toward my target.
Thud—!
‘This will be… the end!’
With a sharp thrust, Tirpione's blade pierced right into the center of its weak spot.
Then, her special ability as a Demon Sword activated.
[Die, you oversized lizard bastard!]
The ancient dragon Tarros's third eye was consumed by Tirpione's ominous magic.
Centered around the blade that was embedded, a dark energy began to spread.
Crack.
Fssshhh…
The weak point of the dragon began to shatter around the blade.
[Graaaaaaaaah!!]
And at the same time, the anguished roar of the ancient dragon Tarros echoed.
Already battered from Aspetra’s blow, its health was at the brink, and with Tirpione’s strike, the last ember flickered out.
With its strength completely depleted, it staggered and shook its body.
“Ugh, ugh!”
[Master! Be careful!]
“W-Wait! It’s harder to keep my balance with you hanging on like this!”
Suddenly appearing, Tirpione clung to me just as the dragon's body collapsed.
Boom!
The heavy head of the ancient dragon hit the ground, causing a storm of dust to rise.
This confirmed the death of the ancient dragon Tarros.
“Ken—!!”
I could hear my companions’ voices.
In the rising dust, I held my head, trying to regain my senses.
[Ugh…]
Fortunately, I wasn’t seriously injured thanks to the physical support of Tirpione.
[Master… are you okay? … Huh?]
Tirpione, who regained her senses at the same time as me, rose and looked at me, sensing something was off.
[A-What! To part ways so soon! I don’t want this! How long has it been since I reunited with you—!]
As a weapon crafted through quick crafting, she had a single-use attribute, and her form was beginning to disappear after just one use.
“Thank you, Tirpione. I’ll make you again if I need you next time.”
[Ugh! Absolutely, Master! I’ll always be waiting for you to call me…!]
Before her words could finish as she clung to me, Tirpione’s figure vanished completely.
‘I never thought I would obtain this so easily.’
The Demon Sword Tirpione, with its corrosion ability.
It was an incredible weapon with immense stats, but no one had been able to obtain it due to the dead-end nature of carrying it away.
Though it was a loophole, it could now be used as a single-use item.
‘… I received great help this time.’
I thought I’d treat myself to something delicious when I returned to the academy, crafting it once more before using it.
“Ken—!!”
While I was expressing my gratitude for her disappearance, someone suddenly dashed towards me from behind.
Soft.
This size, this texture. And this familiar scent.
“Ken! Oh, thank goodness! You’re safe!”
It was Raphaen, who had likely run the fastest with her top physical abilities, burying her face in my shoulder.
“It’s okay, Raphaen. I’m not hurt at all.”
I smiled and gently patted her head.
She seemed worried I would be in danger given the tremendous noise from Tarros collapsing.
As I reassured her, Raphaen peeked up at me and stared with a vacant expression.
“Hey Ken, but who was that woman earlier?”
“Uh, huh?”
“It didn’t seem like a first meeting for someone who was hanging on like that.”
Just moments ago, she had been worried about my safety, but now only a threatening gaze was directed my way.
Flustered, I was in agony over how to explain Tirpione.
[System: You have defeated the ancient dragon Tarros.
As a reward for slaying the dragon, you are given the title ‘Dragon Slayer’.]
[System: Due to the effects of the title ‘Dragon Slayer’, all dragon kin fear you.
You gain 30% additional attack power against dragon kin.]
Suddenly, I was left speechless at the message that appeared before my eyes