Chapter 113: S2.5. Magical Ladies By no means Give up! – 1

Within the mirror, an unfamiliar lady regarded again in shock. Her jaw dropped to this point that her mouth hung vast open.

The scarlet slicked-back hair was gone, changed by lengthy hair styled in a hime reduce that fell all the way down to her waist. Beneath lengthy eyelashes, her purple eyes blinked, and her chest swelled into light curves.

Her fingers and wrists have been skinny. She wasn’t all pores and skin and bones, however she was positively slim. The outlined muscle tissue he had constructed via rigorous coaching had vanished.

The calluses on her palms have been gone, changed by comfortable, easy pores and skin. When she brushed her fingers over her arm, the feeling felt each stimulating and delicate. She shivered involuntarily.

Her pores and skin was delicate. The outsized garments she wore now irritated her pores and skin, inflicting goosebumps with each rub. It might even damage if it was swept somewhat tougher.

“⋯⋯⋯⋯.”

Her first thought was that on this state, torture could be insufferable. Not even torture, she felt like even a delicate therapeutic massage could be sufficient to make her cry out.

Until some evil wizard was pulling some bullshit on the mirror, this, this was actuality.

“What the fuck!”

The voice was irritatingly refreshing—a cool but barely cute tone that lingered within the ear.

As that voice got here out of her vocal cords, her anger flared after which subsided.

What occurred? What occurred to me?

Roderus, a positive man till yesterday, desperately retraced his reminiscences. The basis of all these occasions was clearly the commotion within the hills final evening. And…

Pirong Pirong-♬

『Transformation machine (Dreaming Mirror)』 was on the desk as if it was flaunting itself. It had a big crack within the center.

This factor, I’m positive I returned this. Why is it right here?

Crash!

Roderus picked up the transformation machine with each arms, gritting her enamel as she checked out it. Final evening, she had used this cursed artifact to remodel into a woman. There had been no different selection.

However he was advised⋯⋯ that the transformation would put on off over time!

“Fucking hairball, come out proper now! WHY AM I STILL A GIRL-!!”

The scream of a person who had misplaced his masculinity echoed out.

The story rewinds a couple of days.

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Failure introduced punishment, naturally.

Roderus Redburn was imprisoned in an underground jail for failing his mission. The within of the jail was deplorable as a result of it wasn’t managed and the partitions have been stuffed with moisture and mould was blooming in every single place.

It was pitch darkish, with no home windows, no lighting, not even a torch. He had no sense of what number of days had handed.

No meals was supplied. For hydration, he licked the moldy partitions, and he thought of himself fortunate if he may catch a passing cockroach.

His complete physique damage from the whippings he obtained earlier than being thrown within the cell. Some wounds hadn’t healed correctly and have been nonetheless bleeding.

‘You’re ineffective.’

Duke Redburn’s voice saved ringing in his head making his head throb with guilt. He ought to’ve accomplished his mission in some way. His failure to hold out the mission had made him nugatory within the Duke’s eyes.

Raised to be the Duke’s blade from an early age, Roderus had no private attachments, no reminiscences, buddies, or love. The one factor that remained in his world was his blind obsession with being the ‘Duke’s Proper Arm.

As soon as, it felt like a small star of hope shone in his empty thoughts, providing some consolation, however⋯⋯ now he had forgotten it. He couldn’t even keep in mind what it was.

So, he endured all this time clinging to this single shred of satisfaction.

“Rattling it⋯⋯ simply to, a peasant⋯⋯!”

The sacred blood.

The noble blood that was all the time superior.

Subsequent time, it is going to be completely different. Subsequent time, I’ll give it my all. I might have received if I hadn’t let my guard down. Ultimately, the blade fell brief by a hair.

Quite the opposite, if he had carried out higher by that slender margin, he would have received. So, he⋯⋯ wasn’t flawed.

Roderus crouched within the nook of his dungeon cell and went to sleep.

As quickly as he fell asleep, he discovered temporary reduction from the ache. In goals, nobody persecuted him. He closed his eyes tightly, making an attempt to flee the throbbing ache.

Nevertheless.

“EUAAAAACK──!!”

His goals have been now not his personal.

Roderus awakened screaming, rubbing his tear-streaked eyes as in the event that they have been damaged taps. As soon as once more, he had misplaced his household in his goals.

“Abraham, no⋯⋯ I do not know him. I’ve, by no means seen such an outdated man⋯⋯!”

It was an phantasm. Every little thing was an phantasm.

Since being struck by the black arrow named 『Stygian Arrow of Thoughts Destruction(破心玄箭)』, he had been tormented by nightmares each evening. In his goals, he was each man and lady, however he all the time awakened shedding one thing valuable to him.

It was a nightmare.

It was utterly darkish and black. It was a void so darkish that he couldn’t inform if his eyes have been open or closed. So he could not even inform the distinction between actuality and goals. Both of them have been horrible.

“I’m, I’m Roderus⋯⋯ Roderus, Redburn. I’m⋯⋯.”

In each goals and actuality, he had no selection however to cling to a damaged shell and cling on.

This irregular state started on the seventh day of his imprisonment. Sooner or later, he started to have a really unusual dream⋯⋯.

“⋯⋯It looks like it, mong.”

Hmhm, the lady stated after clearing her throat.

“Earth is just not a class-based society. It’s been ages since all nobles and royalty have been crushed to loss of life, so do not count on any particular therapy and⋯⋯ I am Oh Hye-in.”

“Oheh⋯⋯ what?”

“You are from one other world, aren’t you? Right here, magic doesn’t work for lots of issues, so simply comply with me. I’ll be sure you have meals, shelter, and clothes.”

One other world. 『Meteor』. Magic.

They knew Roderus had fallen from the sky and was from one other world. If that was the case, they may know why he landed right here or how he may return.

However how a lot may he belief these strangers? Roderus eyed the lady with suspicion.

“⋯⋯⋯ Why ought to I belief you, peasant.”

“Ah, then don’t.”

“⋯⋯⋯⋯.”

“Cease retreating for no motive and simply comply with me. Koreans solely ask as much as 3 times.”

The lady wiggled her finger and started descending the hill. The hairball, making a ‘mong-mong’ sound, glanced at Roderus earlier than darting via the bushes.

⋯⋯Proper.

Though she was a impolite peasant, Roderus knew nothing about this place. It was higher than being left alone on the hills.

And there was no motive to refuse when she was volunteering to supply garments, shelter, meals, and knowledge.

Roderus began strolling and adopted behind the lady, Oh Hye-in.

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Roderus and Oh Hye-in talked as they walked via the creepy hills at evening. Roderus requested many of the questions, and Hye-in supplied the solutions.

“What nation’s capital is that this?”

“Korea. This isn’t the capital. You’d must take the KTX to go to the capital wayyy over there. It is referred to as Seoul.”

“Do not lie, peasant. There are such a lot of tall buildings even within the mountains round right here⋯⋯.”

“Imagine it or not. However are you actually going to maintain speaking shit like that? Aren’t I the boss now?”

Hye-in crossed her arms and tilted her head with a smirk. Roderus, equally defiant, crossed his arms.

“I do not know what which means, however I assume it in all probability means you will have some benefit, proper? A noble bloodline is a rule that continues to be fixed beneath any circumstance. Irrespective of how wealthy you might be, you probably have peasant blood, then you’re a peasant.”

“This man is de facto⋯⋯fuck, I am unable to name him a person as a result of his face is simply too good-looking. Hey Oppa, it has been over 100 years because the class system was abolished.”

“Don’t impose your international legal guidelines on me, peasant.”

“When in Rome, do because the Romans do, do not you understand that?! No, name me a peasant yet another time. Then from that second on, we’ll be saying goodbye⋯⋯ wait.”

Oh Hye-in stopped abruptly, lifting her wand.

Roderus additionally stopped, gazing on the western horizon. Though his Mana had stopped flowing, his Mana detection nonetheless appeared to be working positive. He may really feel it.

From distant, there was a large⋯⋯ and evil Mana quickly approaching.

“I believe it is h-here! This degree of Impure Vitality, it’s in all probability one of many 『4 Heavenly Kings』⋯⋯!! Hye-in, we have to run mong!”

“However, you may’t go away this Oppa behind!”

“Do not make a fuss, it is already too late. Peasant⋯⋯ no, commoner. Get able to battle.”

“Did you simply promote me to ‘commoner’ as a result of I stated goodbye for those who referred to as me a peasant once more⋯⋯?!”

Shooooo── BOOOM!!

As Oh Hye-in was bowled over by Roderus’s unyielding ego, one thing plummeted from the sky, making a crater on the bottom.

“Eukeut⋯⋯!!”

Mud rose from the earth, and a woman with unnervingly white pores and skin and hair emerged from the crater. And what embellished that pure whiteness was a gothic gown, half black and half white.

The lady radiated such terrifying Mana that it made their pores and skin sting. Roderus and Oh Hye-in swallowed onerous nervously.

The apex predator in entrance of them muttered to herself.

“⋯⋯Do I actually need to do it? No, I will do it, okay⋯⋯! However I’ve my dignity t-, o-okay, okay, you loopy bastard⋯⋯! Don’t embody that bed-wetter setting⋯⋯!”

She rambled like a lunatic, venting her frustration, after which… Bam. With a dramatic pose, she shouted.

“I, one of many 『4 Heavenly Kings』, 『Information of the Abyss and Darkness』, 『Espoir de Everlasting Darkish』, hail me-!”

“⋯⋯⋯⋯.”

“⋯⋯⋯⋯.”

After a second of silence, Roderus lastly opened his mouth.

“⋯⋯Is that this a psychological assault?”

“⋯⋯trying on the synchronization price, I believe it’s an assault?”

“I’LL KILL YOU, MAGICAL GIRL-!!”

The ‘Gothic-Lolita’ 7% Outer God shortly /genesisforsaken