Chapter 139: Mere Human (1)

A beauty in a leotard standing at the center of the gymnasium.

Cosplay that does not choose the place, or rhythmic gymnastics club or something with high exposure. That kind of thing cannot possibly be thought.

What fills the place is the dense presence of darkness that was in Calmate’s throne room a year ago.

In air so alien the scenery warps, female students pushed to the gymnasium corner turn pale. Conversely the male students were lively.

That this is their world, a world for the one they love.

(I do not understand the fine reason, but this is probably an ability that makes the opposite sex into pieces.)

At the figure of a Magician Diabolic charming and manipulating several dozen male students, Sacred Knight let out a small breath.

They were probably in the middle of club activities. More than half in gym clothes or uniforms stare at Knight as an obstacle that should be eliminated.

But the ones directing that kind of gaze are only male students.

The female students are frightened of the Magician Diabolic’s existence, and of the male students who suddenly transformed.

(Keeping Gahel away was correct.)

She had a bad premonition.

Therefore on the way she joined her younger brother who had become a Vigilante, yet said I am fine, Adle please join Octo-sama, and separated.

She is convinced that judgment was correct.

If she had come to this place together with her younger brother, in the worst case her younger brother would have turned enemy. And she judged that the most dangerous in this current state is not Sacred but Atel Octo.

The existence that drew this picture is clearly aiming to split forces. After pulling Saber and Knight apart they are trying to defeat an easy-to-defeat existence.

Who is that? Knuckle? Adle? No, wrong. It is not that those two are weak, but they are not the opponent that should be defeated first.

(...Then the enemy’s aim is Octo-sama.)

He has the result of collapsing Magician Diabolics’ intentions, yet he has the lowest combat ability.

If Knight were a Magician Diabolic he is the opponent she would defeat first.

Therefore she wants to head to rescue, but she also cannot leave the current state.

"What I do does not change even one thing."

On the readied greatsword, on the holy sword Galatine she wraps flame, and declares plainly.

The Magician Diabolic who made the male students subordinates will keep turning students left at school into Monster Villains.

Therefore the means she, Sacred Knight, can take is one.

"I defeat you, save the people here, and then head to rescue. Prepare yourself, Magician Diabolic!"

Knight had a winning calculation.

The Magician Diabolic’s ability of attending male students does not work on Knight, and this side has flame that possesses friend-or-foe identification.

Neither male students turned subordinates nor female students turned hostages become even one obstacle for Knight.

Without question she burns away only the Magician Diabolic!

"Ara, you already intend to have won, Sacred. Hurrying that much before even hearing a name, like a monkey in heat it is cute."

But there is no impatience on the Magician Diabolic’s expression.

Does she not know this side’s ability. She put on a seductive smile while keeping the male students as a wall.

"My name is Livy. Livy Ido. In Remora I was called the Empress of Debauchery."

"Unfortunately I have no intention of remembering the name of someone I will immediately part with. Vanish, Magician Diabolic."

Together with the declaration flame burst and spread centered on Knight.

It pierces the gymnasium and even spreads to the school building. But what this flame burns is only one person. Only the Magician Diabolic who was laughing with male students as a wall.

"...!"

"As expected you are sturdy. If it were around a Monster Villain I can burn them away in one blow."

The first strike was endured, but this kind of thing is within assumed range.

If this had been a blow of her whole body and soul it would be one thing, but with this degree of attack Knight can release dozens of shots.

Hostages do not matter. Without moving like this she plainly burns her away.

"I will not let you!"

In that instant a male student wrapped in flame ran out.

He was probably strengthened to a degree by the Magician Diabolic’s power. On top of that, further by Knight’s flame, by the power that protects and warms, the strengthening doubled. The male student closes on Knight at inhuman speed.

(...No way, is this the aim?)

If so there is a limit to how shallow the bottom is.

From double strengthening the male student’s physical ability rose explosively. But the origin is an ordinary person, right.

However much he is strengthened he cannot pierce Knight’s defense. Even if multiple male students try to kill Knight they cannot give even one wound to Knight famed as Sacred finest.

Therefore there is no need even to dodge.

Without dodging the closing male student’s fist she receives it on her cheek just like that.

"A, gi, i...!?"

"Wha...!?"

The male student’s fist started crushing gushari.

To protect a fist collapsing while making a meki-meki sound she hurriedly lets the impact flow.

The male student collapses to the ground just like that and writhes while shielding a shattered right fist.

"Gi. It hurts, it huuurts! Aaaaaa!"

What is this.

Because Knight is hard the fist could not endure. No, wrong.

He cannot endure his own arm strength, the strengthened physical ability, with his body.

With Knight’s flame it does not become this. Her strengthening is a thing that strengthens all specs of those wrapped in flame. By the amount physical ability jumped from strengthening, the body’s toughness is also strengthened.

"Your flame strengthens bodies other than the one you burn, right?"

Then the reason is one.

This woman made the male students a wall in a state of excessively strengthening only power.

As a result from the effects of Knight’s flame and Livy’s enchant, only power is double-strengthened and jumps. Precisely to a degree a body cannot endure with only Knight’s one person’s strengthening.

"See, thoroughly strengthen the men I strengthened."

Livy sneers.

A smile convinced you cannot possibly do it.

"That said. As a result how many bodies will break I wonder?"

Knight’s area-attack flame is effectively sealed.

Because. The male students standing beside Livy are watching for Knight’s opening like tigers.

They do not even put writhing classmates in their teeth. For her, for love, they glitter their pupils that they will defeat her enemy, Sacred Knight.

They will attack even now. And as a result. If arms or legs shatter that is still fine.

But if it is the neck or head? They will die immediately.

If they body-slam? Ribs shatter and pierce organs. No, in the first place just slamming a body into Knight organs might rupture.

(Then!)

Knight immediately lights flame at her right-hand fingertips and shoots.

While moving each shot on irregular trajectories she brings them closer to Livy.

"With this!"

"See, I grant you the honor of touching my body. Please become my shield."

In that instant the male students raised voices of joy and clung to Livy.

Bodies of those trying to fully enjoy breasts, butts, thighs, cheeks, lips mixed in the confusion become a shield, and she cannot aim at Livy.

No, if she thinks to aim she can aim. Sewing the gaps of male students and piercing Livy’s skin is not impossible.

But flame is a thing that spreads burning. However much she snipes, flame bursts, spreads, and strengthens the male students wrapped around Livy’s body. Then hands touching breasts shatter, and necks stretched to taste lips snap.

"Th... is...!"

As a result Knight has long-range attacks sealed.

But.

Knight’s strength is by no means only flame.

She is an all-purpose warrior for both far and near. If flame is no good she defeats Livy with sword or fist or any means she likes.

"You want to taste my body, right? Like these people. Then show a vessel worth touching."

Even that is already assumed, Livy sneered.

While lovingly stroking the bodies of male students who clung to her and became shields, only her mouth twists ugly.

"Restrain Sacred Knight. Ah. If there is a stout man who can kill her, connecting as one would not be bad."

For an instant the male students’ movements stop as if forgotten.

They recall Livy’s words, grasp the meaning of the words, and put on smiles dyed in desire.

She is mine.

That body is mine.

I do not want to hand her to anyone else.

Then what to do is one.

The male students raise a war cry and attack Knight.

"...Th, is...!"

Of course Knight cannot be killed by this kind of means.

In the first place raw ability differs. However excessively strengthened they cannot pierce Knight’s defense. Since they are not double-strengthened, even more so.

Precisely like punching a thick iron plate with bare hands. The iron plate does not move a bit, only the punching fist breaks.

Yes. At this rate the male students will self-destruct as if natural.

They grapple an opponent they absolutely cannot beat for the woman they love, and as if natural cannot match at all and break their bodies.

If these had been Remora combatants, Knight only needed to burn the enemy away.

But she knows. That the ones trying to kill her now are by no means evil existences.

Because she has understood they are ordinary students, youths who devote themselves to club activities daily, opponents who should be protected.

"I have to somehow break through...!"

If she strengthens with flame bodies break from excessive strengthening, and if she uses flame for attack their flesh becomes charcoal.

Standing still and defending is also no good. The male students joyfully attack Knight and injure their bodies from the recoil.

Therefore what Knight can choose is only continuing to evade and directly attacking Livy.

But.

"Drop dead Knight, my girlfriend wishes that!"

"Ku, u..."

The closing male students’ movements are fast.

They are excessively strengthening the physical ability of guys who were originally athletic clubs. Still slow compared to Knight, yet it was by no means a speed that can be ignored.