First of All, I’m Drinking - Chapter 46
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Episode 46
“Thank you, Young Master.”
Buckle Chadman nodded to me after confirming that Artie had escaped outside.
“Haaah!”
Then he let out a battle cry and charged into the middle of the battlefield.
Buckle Chadman wasn’t the only one who joined the battle.
“Damn lackeys of the Demon Lords!”
“We can’t just stand by and watch them rampage!”
Some of the noble escort knights stayed close to protect their masters.
But others joined the battle between the priests and Demon Worshippers.
The tide of battle that had been flowing favorably toward the Demon Cult quickly reversed when the knights joined the priests’ side.
Slash!
“Kraaah!”
As our numbers increased, Zagan’s priests and holy knights were swept away helplessly like autumn leaves in the wind.
It was questionable what they had been counting on to attack so boldly.
Diago and Kise expressed their concerns.
“Shouldn’t we join the battle soon?”
“At this rate, it looks like the priests and knights will monopolize all the Demon Cult bastards.”
Looking at the current battle situation, it was certainly a valid concern.
Well.
“Will that really happen?”
I stood still and silently watched the battle scene.
‘At least that guy seems somewhat useful.’
Scar, who was confronting the High Priest of the Sword.
He was a strong fighter on par with or even stronger than Lipton, who had been Baal’s cardinal.
But his opponent was bad news.
“Do you know why a proxy is called a proxy?!”
The holy power emanating from the Pope’s sword became even more intense.
The blazing radiance was so bright it seemed like it would blind me.
“Because they’re the only humans who can borrow the authority of a deity!”
The Pope swung his sword.
This sword strike felt different from all the previous ones.
An overwhelming force that seemed capable of splitting even Mount Tai.
‘It’s an authority!’
Just like my ‘Mugan’, it was a deadly secret technique that existed only one per deity.
And the authority of Akinak, the God of Swords, was so famous that it was impossible not to know.
‘Akinak’s sword…’
Can cut through ‘everything’.
No matter how hard or difficult to cut something might be.
Slash!
Scar tried to block the Pope’s sword strike.
But along with his own sword, his upper and lower body were separated.
Thud, thump.
Blood pooled thickly on the floor.
“Phew, that was troublesome.”
The Pope swung his holy relic once to shake off the blood.
Having taken down the enemy leader, victory was in our grasp.
Or so one would think.
That’s when it happened.
“Groooooh!”
“Grwaaaaar!”
The dead humans rose up, engulfed in flames.
Their eyes glowed like lava, and their skin was charred and cracked black.
Their entire bodies blazed with murky flames as they began attacking the living indiscriminately with chilling bloodlust.
“Ugh, aaaaah!”
“What the hell is this!”
Moreover, the resurrection wasn’t limited to just the Demon Worshippers.
The corpses of the dead Priests of the Sword and the nobles’ escort knights.
Their bodies were also being revived within the murky flames.
Kise, Merry, and Diago were horrified at the sight before them.
“Is that Necromancy?!”
“The forbidden sorcery that commands the dead…”
“How can they use such advanced magic!”
No, no.
That’s different from ordinary necromancy.
“Groaaaah!”
The Scarred Man I had just cut down came back to life and charged at the Pope.
“Wicked sorcery!”
Slash!
Once again, Akinak’s authority manifested, and Scar’s body was split in half without fail.
But this time, that wasn’t the end of it.
Writhe, writhe.
Something like tentacles writhed from the severed cross-section of the upper body, rapidly regenerating the lower half.
In just a few seconds.
Scar was perfectly revived once again within the murky flames.
“Groaaaaah!”
And the aura he emanated had grown even stronger.
A sight I had witnessed countless times in the Demon Realm.
Absolutely.
There was absolutely no way I could mistake it.
My pupils gleamed with light as an excited voice burst out.
“It’s Fire Human Resurrection.”
The seventh throne of the Demon Realm.
The authority that symbolizes Zagan.
The reason he was nearly invincible when fighting multiple opponents weaker than himself.
I twisted the corner of my mouth.
“Only a proxy can borrow the authority of a deity.”
Which meant they were nearby.
Their pope.
Zagan’s proxy.
* * *
“This way!”
Seria stood in front of the door, leading the nobles who were evacuating in confusion.
“Your Highness the Princess! You must evacuate now!”
A Knight of the Royal Guard desperately called out to Seria.
Seria bit her lip tightly.
“But there are still many people who haven’t evacuated yet! As royalty, I can’t run away before them!”
“Because you are royalty, you must flee all the more! Their lives cannot compare to Your Highness’s worth!”
“…Still!”
“Only if Your Highness leaves the scene quickly can we join the battle! Please make a wise decision!”
Seria’s two fists trembled violently.
That day four years ago.
After that incident that left an indelible wound, she had undergone grueling training to never experience the same pain again.
Because she didn’t want to lose anything else anymore.
3-star at the age of 17.
It was certainly a remarkable achievement, but with this, nothing had changed at all.
‘Am I still… unable to do anything?’
Still standing still.
Must I only watch as lives are lost?
“Hurry!”
Seria pulled her confused mind together.
The Knight was right.
If she stayed, she would only be a hindrance.
Rather, fleeing quickly so the Imperial Guards could join the fight would be much more helpful.
In fact, not a single noble among them remained to fight.
‘…Huh?’
No.
There was exactly one.
An unremarkable appearance.
Judging by his clothes, his rank seemed low as well.
A Young Man who appeared to be in his early twenties was charging into the bloody sea of battle with three escort knights.
He picked up any sword lying on the ground.
What was surprising was the blue flash that blazed forth the moment he gripped the sword.
The technique of wrapping aura around a long weapon was the exclusive domain of Sword Experts.
“…Aura Blade?”
“5-star at such a young age?!”
The Knights of the Imperial Guard were startled in amazement.
It had been quite a long time since the knights, whose standards had been raised because of ‘that guy,’ showed such admiration for someone.
There’s a saying that courage is contagious.
Seria felt her competitive spirit rising from within as well.
She knew better than anyone that it was forced.
But she was sick and tired of just watching without being able to do anything.
“Protect the others instead of me.”
“Pardon?”
The Knight immediately grasped the underlying meaning upon hearing Seria’s words.
That she was planning to jump into that battle from now on.
“How will my skills improve if I only train in safe places like a hothouse flower? I need to experience real combat too.”
“But this place is too dangerous!”
“Forget it. I’ll do as I please.”
“Your Highness!”
“Ah, so noisy. I just won’t die.”
She didn’t care if they called her a tomboy.
It was already famous in the Imperial Capital that she absolutely wouldn’t listen.
Just like her brother Killian.
‘With my skills anyway, it’ll be hard to deal significant damage to them.’
She had no intention of overexerting herself.
Just a little help.
If she could give her allies even the slightest advantage, that would be enough.
“I’m going!”
Seria kicked off the ground and ran into the barrage of flying swords and holy power.
* * *
Slash-!
As I activated Aura Blade and cut down the corpses, Diago asked.
“Do you have no intention of hiding your strength?”
“What’s the point of hiding it? It’s not even my body anyway.”
As long as I don’t use magic.
Unless I intend to destroy the Liode Marquis Family, that is.
“Kieeeek!”
I continued to slaughter the continuously reviving corpses one by one.
“Kuhuh. Well, that’s true.”
Diago drew out a heavy spear from behind his back.
Blue mana gathered at the spear tip like a torrent.
“Then I’ll go all out too!”
Diago gripped the spear and shot forth aura forward as if throwing a javelin.
Kwaaaaaa-!
If Aura Blade that infuses mana into a sword was the exclusive domain of Expert class.
Then sword energy that concentrates and shoots out such gathered mana was the criterion that distinguished Master class.
“Kueeeeek!”
The corpses revived by Zagan’s authority were swept away in droves.
“Gasp!”
“Sword energy?!”
The priests and knights cried out in admiration and joy.
“Sword Master! No, a Spear Master!”
There were no irregularly strong fighters of 7th rank or above on either side at the scene.
The High Priest of the Sword could be considered asymmetric power, but he was struggling hard surrounded by countless enemies.
In such circumstances, the appearance of a 7-star spearman was nothing short of hope that could instantly reverse the battle situation.
“Groaaaah!”
However, even though they were directly pierced by Master class sword energy.
The creatures’ cells regenerated and they quickly came back to life.
“Damn! What kind of cheat is that!”
“Tsk tsk tsk, this is why muscle-brained brutes don’t work.”
Red flames blazed above Kise’s palm.
Casting magic while wearing full plate armor. Quite an unbalanced sight.
A spherical bright red magic circle formed, floating and surrounding the flames in his grasp.
The heads of the Demon Worshippers were also surrounded by red magic circles before they knew it.
“Watch carefully. A Mage’s way of fighting.”
7th Circle explosive magic.
Atomic Burst.
Pop! Pobang! Pobabang!
The moment flames burst from Kise’s hand.
The heads of the Demon Worshippers wrapped in magic circles also exploded with pops.
The heads of the corpses that had been fighting the High Priest of the Sword also exploded without exception.
Pop! Pop!
The Pope didn’t panic at the sudden explosions and took his stance.
If he missed this golden opportunity, he wouldn’t deserve to be called the representative of the Deity of the Sword.
“Hyaaaap!”
The holy relic emitted light.
The Pope’s sword bisected dozens of corpses completely.
A surging wave of holy power.
The majority of enemy forces that had been maintaining a precarious standoff were split in half by the Pope’s single sword strike.
The beams of holy power continued to stretch out without cease.
The corpses that had been fighting our forces below the platform were also engulfed in holy power, their entire bodies torn apart.
“Thank you, Your Holiness the Pope!”
Our priests and knights, now freed from danger, joined forces to strike down the corpses still standing.
They had converted a temporary gap into a permanent advantage in the battle situation.
‘Not bad.’
This entire counterattack had begun from one person’s magic.
But it wasn’t over yet.
“Groooooo!”
“Groaaaaaaaa!”
The corpses revived as if nothing had happened, as though they had never fallen.
Their entire bodies were wreathed in flames, blazing fiercely while emitting red light from their eyes.
“Hah, am I getting old too.”
Kise placed both hands on his helmet in dismay.
“Let me try this time.”
Swoosh!
Merry appeared smoothly and swung her sword in a dance-like motion.
It was such a swift sword strike that those of lower skill couldn’t even see it properly.
Slice.
In one second, Merry delivered dozens of killing blows and sheathed her sword.
The Demon Worshipper’s entire body was chopped into small pieces like stew meat.
Including Buckle Chadman, the knights and priests nearby were of course shocked.
“…!”
Even the Pope, who had been glancing over to observe our situation, widened his eyes in great surprise.
“Got it!”
“Chopped up that finely, it can’t possibly come back to life now!”
The priests cheered in celebration.
Certainly this time it took longer due to the extensive areas that needed regenerating.
“Groooooo!”
But in the end, it revived again from within the flames just the same.
“Tch.”
Merry clicked her tongue in disappointment.
I discarded my sword that had turned to ash from the spreading flames and picked up another sword.
‘This is the terrifying aspect of flame resurrection.’
The revived corpses.
These so-called Fire Men cannot be defeated by any normal means.
There is only one way to put them to rest.
‘I need to find and kill the sorcerer.’
Unless we deal with Zagan’s agent who directly cast this power, this battle will never end.
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