I Picked Up the Abandoned Hero

25 – 25. Strange Things

A holy light that purifies the inferno.

After that light, it was confirmed that more than half of the flames that could never be extinguished were blown away.

The unquenchable fire said to have been created by the witch of ash in the past. Although the witch was given an evil name, the magic she created was beyond admirable.

Because of this, many wizards have dedicated her life to restoring the magic she used in her past, and several wizards beyond her master’s teacher have managed to regenerate one magic after spending many years. .

That’s why the magic had overwhelming power.

It was only natural that she was even given the title of Grand Wizard for restoring the magic that the Witch of Ember had used.

But as the flames extinguished, her pride was also cracked.

It was a magic that she finally processed into her own, but she couldn’t be pushed away by that kind of light.

“So what’s her auntie going to do? I don’t feel so good right now Originally, it was good, but it happened because a little bad things happened.”

Especially if it happened to a dirty demon who didn’t even know the etiquette.

“Satan Alfred, I don’t know why you are here. But I would like to add that if you intend to sabotage us, you will never be safe.”

“Interruption? Oh, making those gnomes charcoal-grilled? But. Since most of them only ate grass or fruit, it would be nice to have no weeds. Just as black and white are mixed, there must be a variety of types.”

Alfred said as he watched the elves move further away.

Even at this moment of conversation, the elves are running away from the flames.

The order given by the wizard Puluth was to annihilate the elves with dangerous contagious diseases.

“Are you guys doing business with orcs too? But Orcs and Elves don’t have much flesh, so they don’t eat it grilled, but they usually eat it finely chopped in a stew-“

Fury-!!!

“…Let’s stop wasting time here.”

As Alfred spoke, flames shot up under his feet.

A huge pillar of fire shoots through the forest.

I decided that it was meaningless to have a conversation like this, and that demon was also an existence that had to be dealt with someday anyway, so it didn’t matter what happened.

Pulus was in a hurry to deal with the fleeing elves.

They are very fast in the woods, so if you missed them here, you would virtually miss them forever.

Teouk!

“What?!”

However, someone grabbed Pulu’s cloak from behind as he was in a hurry.

Pulus was startled and hurriedly turned around.

“Where are you going in such a hurry?”

Alfred blazing with his cloak on.

Even though his whole body was on fire, his voice didn’t change a bit.

“At most, there are good fires all around, but I feel sad when I use such trivial magic.”

A trivial magic?

“You don’t have enough eyes either. Do you know what kind of magic that magic was just now?”

“The one that spews fire from the floor? Not bad for warming up in the winter.”

That’s not true.

That magic is one of the very dangerous flame magics that melts even steel with a slight touch.

“Besides this lukewarm one, there’s something better right next door. Isn’t this your exclusive property?”

“Ha! Demons dare to talk like they know something…”

In terms of pure killing power, it was not much different from the flame used by the Witch of Ash.

“This is useless.”

But Alfred lightly extinguished the flames.

With just one flap of the cloak wrapped around its body, the flames fly away and instantly return to its original form.

‘It didn’t work at all?’

The wizard Puluth was a little surprised by the sight.

I knew that no matter how bad my opponent was, that Satan Alfred, I would still be tanned.

But Alfred didn’t seem to be fine, so instead he felt cleaner.

‘Come to think of it, it must be Wonder Karcal…’

-I saw Satan Alfred there, he was with the warrior… I cut his head straight away, but he put the severed head back together very easily.-

Alfred has mysterious abilities.

Even if you look at his past career, quite a few demons, except for the demon king, are at a level that he dare not even touch, and when looking at the direct damage, he was more than the demon king.

In addition, it has been confirmed that it has the ability to regenerate.

Considering those things, it might have been unreasonable to inflict damage with the magic just now.

“Or do you not know how to use the stolen magic properly?”

“…What did you just say?”

While Pollus thought for a moment about what to do with Alfred, the words that followed touched her nerves.

Alfred said that the witch’s magic that brought him to the position of the archmage was merely ‘stolen magic’.

“It’s a magic book that I managed to get out of the fire pit. He must have snuck something from your master’s corpse.”

“You said it was a pierced mouth, so I didn’t want to deal with filthy things like demons.”

That’s an insult that no wizard can ignore.

The fact that it’s not a false statement makes it even more insulting.

Of course, regenerative power would be meaningless if witches’ magic was used, but that would consume a lot of mana, and it was very dangerous to use it at such close range.

If you make a mistake, you may even get caught up in it.

The witch’s fire in the forest was only a small scale increase.

“Honestly, I think so too, because most demons are violent and filthy.”

Alfred smiled and slowly approached Puluth.

“But, unexpectedly, demons have a naive side.”

From noble mtl dot com

“Sheesh…!”

Polus even uses flying magic to increase the distance, but Alfred quickly closes the distance.

‘What, when did they catch up?’

At first it seemed that he was far away from Alfred, but before he knew it, he was coming closer again from a place out of sight.

As if they were making fun of themselves.

He seemed to be watching him deliberately run away, even though he could have been caught if he wanted to.

‘How dare you look down on me…’

After repeating that several times, Puluth left the forest and headed for a place.

Fortunately, Alfred followed without a doubt.

After 10 minutes of flying like that with flying magic, Puluth slowly descended to the ground from a plain.

“Oh, is the tag game already over?”

Alfred approached me, walking leisurely as if he still didn’t notice anything.

Poulus smiled at that stupid figure.

“…You’re making fun of us, Satan Alfred.”

“Yeah, it’s actually funny.”

“Let’s see if you can maintain that margin.”

“You changed your tone again? Do you have anything hidden?”

“Because I didn’t know you could be this stupid.”

Craft!

“This is…”

A red magic circle appeared at Alfred’s feet.

As soon as the magic circle appeared, Alfred stopped moving, and soon the red light took on a form reminiscent of a prison.

“That’s a powerful restraint spell created to capture a dragon in the distant past. Even you can’t get out of it that easily.”

I wasn’t originally going to use it on Alfred.

This magic was prepared in case of a battle with Stella, an elf who was said to have defeated the demon king with a hero in the past.

Stella left no news of her going to find her champion, but considered the possibility of staying with her people.

Of course, Stella wasn’t here, but seeing that she ended up writing like this was worth the effort.

“I see, do you guys really like old-fashioned magic like this? Why are you restoring something like this ancient relic…”

“Oh, you are very mistaken if you think I just locked you up?”

And sorcerers gather around the plain one by one.

All of them were students who had graduated from magic schools, and were excellent wizards with skilled skills.

With a whopping 100 in number, Puluth summoned all the wizards he had mobilized to annihilate the elves.

“Come to think of it, it seems that you really want to taste the magic of the witch… Then I will give you the magic of the embers.”

The sky turns red.

100 Wizards concentrate all their mana in the sky.

Magic is connected to magical power to draw a line, and when lines meet, a magic circle is formed.

If the magic circle with the vast amount of mana is completed, all that remains is the wizard who will use the magic.

“Ah… I don’t like demons, but I like your appearance. It’s just a shame to have to reduce it to ashes like this.”

Poulus looked down at Alfred, confident of victory.

She responded that Alfred was a pity and smiled at her pleasure.

“I’m not sorry, but I’m not particularly happy when her auntie compliments her looks. To be honest, it’s a little creepy.”

At those words, Pullus’ brow furrowed.

“Let go of the frown, then the wrinkles will increase on her face.”

“…Stop burning and die a painful death.”

That’s how the magic circle shined.

Kwaaang-!!!

As if a punishment fell from the sky, flames tinged with red light burst into the prison where Alfred was imprisoned.

The magic of embers that can never be extinguished by any magic.

Even if the opponent has excellent regenerative power, if this fire eventually catches on, it will lose its meaning.

“Ha ha ha! Very nice to see! You must have felt this way when you burned down our school then, right? Why don’t you let out a painful scream somewhere!”

Poulus shouted, laughing at Alfred.

The flames had already consumed him and there seemed to be no way he could survive any longer.

Even if they are still alive and survive with their regenerative powers, in the end they will only suffer from a fire that will never be extinguished.

But there was something she couldn’t see.

The wizard making the magic circle saw Alfred muttering something before being engulfed in flames.

Looking at the shape of his mouth, he must have said this.

-Ah, that’s not how you do it.-

Anyway, it probably means nothing now.

†††

“Eh…”

Arsel was running away from the flames with the elves in the arms of a skeleton.

I certainly bought a lot of time by extinguishing the flames with the holy sword, but the embers that remained were still coming to my back.

‘Alfred, where did he go…?’

But Arsel was more worried about Alfred, who suddenly disappeared without giving a proper explanation.

Precisely, I was worried about what he was going to do.

I don’t know why, but when Alfred saw the flames, he didn’t look very good.

It probably had something to do with his mother being an ash witch, but Arcel, an outsider of hers, couldn’t find out the details.

“What are you talking about now!”

“…?”

At that time, the voices of the elves came from in front of me.

Come to think of it, all the elves who were running away in a hurry stopped moving in one place.

Why are you doing that when time is urgent?

“Are you talking sane? I can’t afford to hang out with such pranks right now! Besides, you’re not even an elf!”

When Arcel got off the skeleton and looked at the situation, the elves seemed to have a disagreement with a child.

But for some reason, the child’s appearance caught my eye.

A human being, a child who is less than 10 years old.

“That’s right. If you want to live, you have to trust me completely… What should I do with this… Should I just force it all in?”

Arsel took a closer look at the child.

At first glance, I thought it was a girl, but when I saw the short hair, I thought it was a boy.

White hair.

A slightly raised black horn.

In addition, his strange eyes seem to remind him of someone.

“Oh, are you awake?”

“?”

Then, white eyes turn to Arcel.

Even though the color of the eyes was different, they were eyes that I had seen somewhere before.

A mysterious child whose identity is completely unknown whispered to Arcel.

She was initially taken aback by Arcel, but as she heard the voice, she soon recognized the boy’s true identity.

“Sister, by any chance could you convince those goblins instead? Everyone’s ears are unnecessarily big, and they don’t even think to listen to me.”

“No way you, no. You-“

I really can’t believe it, but the identity of the boy is definitely him.

No matter how you look at it or how you speak, it’s the same.

But what the hell happened…

As Arcel, who couldn’t understand why, stumbled slightly, the boy quickly helped her.

He was small in size, but this feeling was definitely him.

“Right, did you even manage to recognize this appearance?”

Alfred grinned.