Sister, I Hit You Because There Was a Ghost Behind You - Chapter 51

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Chapter 51. The Refreshing Forest and the Shadow of Evil Spirits
The Chief Broker was utterly mesmerized, his consciousness lost among the mountains of golden ingots piled before him.
I quietly narrowed my eyes and opened my spirit vision.
In an instant, the vibrant colors of the Reception Room began to fade into a cold, ashen pallor.
Only the grayscale void and the grotesque crimson demonic energy that writhed between them filled my sight.
Clinging to the Chief Broker’s nape like a leech was a grotesque Greed Demon, coalesced into something resembling black mud.
It was a hideous evil spirit that had grown fat on human avarice and sordid desires.
The Greed Demon whispered ceaselessly into the broker’s ear, gnawing away at his reason with sickening persistence.
Demanding more gold, commanding him to tear apart the guest before him and seize everything.
True to its name, the Black Veil’s atmosphere was saturated with venomous demonic energy.
Perhaps because I had opened my spirit vision too deeply without proper safeguards, a splitting headache and nausea suddenly crashed over me.
Unable to steady my wavering body, I let out a short gasp and pressed my forehead with my hand.
My vision blurred as a vicious vertigo struck my entire body, as though the ground itself were spinning beneath me.
At that moment, Demian, who had been standing behind me, quickly stepped forward and wrapped his arms firmly around my shoulders.
The instant his large palm touched my back, a clear and pure energy poured down like a waterfall.
Demian whispered urgently into my ear, his voice trembling with concern.
“Violetta, are you alright? You’ve strained your spirit vision far too much. Please lean on me.”
The holy power radiating from his body was like a refreshing forest encountered beneath the suffocating, blazing sun of midsummer.
The cool breeze of a deep forest where clear streams flowed swept away the turbid energy from my entire being in an instant.
The unbearable headache subsided, and Demian’s crystalline warmth completely purified my mana.
I closed my eyes languidly and rested my weight against his firm chest, savoring the relief it brought.
An inexhaustible wellspring of perfect and noble holy power that never grew tiresome to draw upon.
For me, continuing the arduous task of vanquishing evil spirits, Demian was an irreplaceable sanctuary and lifeline.
As I steadied my breathing while leaning against Demian, Kairik’s brow furrowed with terrifying intensity.
Kairik bared his sharp fangs and growled with obvious displeasure.
“Hey, Knight Commander. It looks like you’re clinging far too insidiously under the guise of purification. Remove your hands this instant.”
Demian paid no heed to Kairik’s piercing glare and held me even more carefully.
Demian responded with a cool yet resolute voice.
“Your Highness, please quietly remain vigilant of your surroundings. Demonic energy has infiltrated Violetta’s body, so my presence to purify her is the most urgent matter at hand.”
Kairik could not restrain himself and roughly seized Demian’s shoulder, grinding his teeth.
“Don’t make me laugh. My bestial instincts are the first to perceive that your gaze harbors intentions far beyond mere treatment. Step away at once.”
A bone-crushing, lethal grip emanated from Kairik’s grasp, yet Demian did not even blink.
Instead, Demian infused his hand around my shoulder with even more tender warmth and responded coldly.
“Do not insult a knight’s sacred duty with your shallow bestial intuition. I cannot retreat even a single step until Violetta has completely recovered her strength.”
“This refined bastard really wants his neck torn out by my hands, doesn’t he?”
A bloody confrontation seemed imminent, right here in the heart of the Black Veil.
I breathed in every drop of Demian’s refreshing holy power and clicked my tongue softly to myself.
Even in the deepest reaches of enemy territory, the blind obsession of these two men, endlessly growling over me, was both exhausting and reassuring.
The two men engaged in another fierce battle of wills above my head, yet thanks to the purified mana, I could fully regain my composure.
Once my body had recovered, I gently patted Demian’s arm in gratitude, then fixed a cool gaze once more upon the Chief Broker.
I withdrew a heavy mana hammer from my spatial pouch and rested it against my shoulder.
The moment the elegant noblewoman produced a weapon as tall as a man, the guards in the Reception Room gasped and drew their arms in alarm.
Rather than engage them, I gathered brilliant azure mana into the hammer’s head.
I declared with a captivating yet merciless smile.
“Let us first eliminate this unpleasant noise that disrupts our conversation.”
Before my words had even finished, the weighty hammer cut through the air with lethal precision.
The steel head traced a brilliant blue arc, descending toward its target without a single margin for error.
I swung the hammer lightly, striking with perfect accuracy the pitch-black Greed Demon clinging to the broker’s neck.
[Screeeeeech!]
With a grotesque cracking sound, the hammer obliterated the demon’s form in a single blow.
The Greed Demon released an ear-splitting death cry before scattering into a handful of ash that dispersed into nothingness.
The moment the demon vanished, the oppressive, viscous aura that had weighed so heavily upon the Reception Room dissipated without a trace.
The Chief Broker, whose reason had been manipulated, finally gasped for breath and collapsed onto the sofa.
He gazed at me and my hammer in turn, his eyes a mixture of fear and wonder.
He opened his mouth respectfully, his voice hoarse.
“What have you just done to me? The murky fog that was pressing down upon my mind has suddenly cleared away.”
I adjusted the hammer back onto my shoulder and tilted my chin up with ease.
“I simply exorcised the repugnant Greed Demon that blinded your eyes and fueled your endless avarice. How could the continent’s finest brokerage house entertain its clients while enthralled by a mere low-ranking demon?”
Witnessing my overwhelming exorcism prowess and the mountain of gold, the broker’s spirit was utterly crushed.
With trembling hands, he adjusted his golden mask, rose from his seat, and bowed deeply before me.
His demeanor had transformed into the complete submission of one utterly overwhelmed.
The broker whispered in a hushed, fearful voice.
“Forgive our foolishness, great lady. We failed to recognize one possessed of both true power and authority.”
“It is Countess, not lady. You should address me correctly.”
I settled back into the finest velvet sofa, crossing my legs with arrogance, and issued a cold command.
“Now that we can finally have a proper conversation. Tell me—who entrusted you with the fifth calamity?”
The Chief Broker swallowed hard, then dismissed all the guards around him and locked the Reception Room door firmly.
He approached me cautiously and revealed a chilling truth.
“I do not know the identity of the one who entrusted that object to us. However, I am certain of the location where the final item has been kept.”
Kairik von Herzen threatened the broker with a sharp gaze, his tone menacing.
“Stop wasting time and speak. Where is it hidden?”
The location the broker revealed with trembling words was somewhere I could never have imagined.
“The uppermost level of the Imperial Magic Tower. The final calamity rests within the Grand Archmage’s secret forbidden archive.”
The Imperial Magic Tower.
It meant that the iron fortress where all the Empire’s knowledge and magic should be safeguarded had already fallen into the hands of the Black Veil.
Demian Lyart’s expression hardened as he released a deep sigh, while Kairik von Herzen laughed with a burning intensity.
I withdrew a single gold ingot from my spatial pouch and tossed it lightly into the broker’s possession.
The moment the weighty gold touched his hands, his eyes gleamed once more with overwhelming delight.
“Excellent information. Consider this payment for your trouble in removing the demon and the price of your intelligence.”
I rose from my seat with elegant grace.
Through my spiritual sight, I could already sense the air above the continent’s center darkening with ominous magical corruption.
Yet at my side stood a holy knight as refreshing and tireless as a cool forest, and before us prowled a beast capable of tearing through any obstacle.
I turned to both men with a smile that was both captivating and fierce.
“Shall we go smash the Magic Tower’s final plaything that they’ve kept hidden away?”
We escaped the Black Veil and immediately turned our carriage northward toward the Capital, where the Imperial Magic Tower stood.

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