I'm the Only One With a Different Genre - Chapter 125
Chapter 125
Are all humans like this these days?
Black magic had almost no effect on the Gag Residents, so they were merely overwhelmed. However, the mustached man was a high-circle dark wizard. While he wasn’t skilled enough to take on the Spirit King in a fair fight, he could handle a weakened Spirit King.
The man pulled a round magical tool from the bag where he had carelessly stuffed papers.
He held tightly to the magical tool that could control the carefully constructed prison for the Spirit King.
Vroom…
The magical tool began to glow softly. At the same time, the room where Lian and the Spirit King stood began to react. Lines lit up on the gray walls in geometric patterns, and a complex magic circle appeared on the floor.
The power that had previously restrained the Spirit King and extracted strength still lingered there. Simultaneously, a transparent barrier separated the room where the man stood from the lab where Lian was.
The man chuckled and spoke.
“If you gained freedom, you should have fled immediately. You foolishly stayed and now face a harsh fate.”
His face was filled with arrogance, as if he had already secured the Spirit King. Lian, ignoring the man’s rambling, spoke inwardly to the demon sword.
‘Can you break that?’
[Hmm… It’s as strong as thick paper.]
It meant the barrier could be torn apart like a giant spider web. With that, Lian lifted the demon sword.
“Fine, this is perfect. I’ll take all the glory for myself! Hahaha! It’s enough for me alone to be recorded in history!”
Including him, three dark wizards had been researching the combat weapon. Two of them had been killed by the mad scientist, so he could monopolize the results of the experiment nearing completion.
Convinced he had subdued the Spirit King, he was intoxicated with the glory he would soon enjoy, bursting into obnoxious laughter. Smirking unpleasantly, he extended his hands to cast a second spell.
“Now, it’s time to be bound by chains again -…”
Screech.
Before he could finish, Lian pierced the transparent barrier with the demon sword and effortlessly cut through it. A square hole appeared, as if cookie dough had been cut out with a rectangular mold.
“Huh?”
The mustached man stared blankly, watching Lian stride out of the lab. In a gag world, his face would have been dripping snot, looking utterly foolish.
His face clearly displayed the thought, ‘What? This isn’t how it’s supposed to be?’
“Ah, haha… ha…”
He laughed maniacally, covering his eyes with one hand, but quickly regained his composure.
“…Not yet, not yet!”
With a desperate voice, a dark magic aura began to rise from his body. It was an enormous energy, an exalted power despite his unremarkable appearance.
He began muttering to himself, as villains in dire situations tend to do.
“Even for the Spirit King, here in the Blood Obsidian, he can only use less than half his power!”
Magic spheres similar to the black spheres the Spirit King created began forming rapidly. The spheres crafted by the man appeared to be about 2 meters large.
Crack! Crash!
As the spheres grew in size, the chandelier on the ceiling shattered, and part of the ceiling collapsed. With the wooden wallpaper peeling away, the blood-red Blood Obsidian was revealed. It glowed faintly, resonating with the magic energy.
[Oh! Partner, that ‘Blood Obsidian’ looks quite impressive! If you ever build a room for me, be sure to use that ‘Blood Obsidian’!]
‘Do you… need a room?’
The demon sword, despite having a consciousness, was still a sword. Nobody in their right mind would give a sword a personal room, unless they were obsessed with collecting swords. But Lian figured it might be possible.
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‘Well, in a world where androids have their own rooms, it’s not so weird for a demon sword to have one.’
With that thought, he held the demon sword diagonally.
‘Do you think you can cut that?’
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[I can devour it whole.]
In front of the (self-proclaimed) strongest demon sword, an attack capable of wiping out an entire village was akin to the futile wing flaps of a fly. Feeling reassured, Lian grinned.
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Crackle! Rumble…
Sparks flew from the magic sphere created by the man, which grew to 3 meters, filling the large room. In contrast, the demon sword began emanating an eerie energy, as if soaked in blood.
In the tense atmosphere where the two formidable energies were about to collide, the young spirit shivered.
A brief silence filled the air.
Rumble! Whoosh!
The massive magic sphere suddenly condensed to the size of a human head and shot towards Lian faster than the wind, while Lian’s demon sword precisely sliced through the incoming sphere.
Crackle!
The dense, blood-like slash from the demon sword cleaved the magic sphere neatly in two.
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“Hahaha! Fool! Slicing it will only make it explode! Shield!”
The man shouted, covering himself with several layers of shields. He closed his eyes tightly, bracing for the impending explosion.
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“…?”
When no explosion occurred, the man cautiously opened one eye.
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“…??”
The room, which should have exploded, was battered but unchanged. Lian, holding the demon sword, looked at him with an unscathed expression.
“What the…?”
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He gaped, his eyes darting around, searching for his vanished magic sphere.
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Before long, he found what he presumed to be his magic sphere.
“Could it be…”
His gaze landed on a watermelon-sized black sphere, split in half on the floor. The magic sphere, having fallen victim to the gag filter, had lost its form and rolled around the floor like a neatly sliced fruit.
Unaware of this, the dark wizard’s mind froze at the surreal scene.
“No way… magic… magic can’t… it can’t do that…”
Like hearing an incomprehensible story about the Earth being square, and the sea being the universe, and the universe being the sea, the dark wizard stood frozen.
Lian didn’t bother attacking the immobilized dark wizard. Partly because he had subpar skills and seemed easy to handle, but more so because extracting information before dealing with him seemed more beneficial.
Just as Lian moved to subdue the dazed dark wizard,
“Yoohoo…”
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“Gasp..!”
“Gah!”
Both Lian and the dark wizard shivered at the chilling voice.
“Dar-ling…~ I’ve been waiting for a man like you~”
A hairy-legged cross-dressed man appeared from the open door. Reflexively, Lian squeezed his eyes shut.
Turning belatedly, the dark wizard had to take everything in, as the cross-dressed man flung open his coat.
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Drip.
Tears of blood began to flow from the wizard’s eyes.
Frozen by the overwhelming mental shock, the bizarre figure approached with a peculiar sound, wrapping the dark wizard in his coat like an old Santa Claus kidnapping him.
It all happened in an instant.
With the man suddenly gone, Lian, now alone in the room, felt cold sweat trickling from his forehead to his chin.
“A truly… formidable enemy.”
[…Are all humans like this these days?]
The scene was so shocking that even the demon sword, which thought of humans in terms of male and female animals, had a trembling voice.
‘Of course not!’
[That’s a relief! …But if you ever have such a preference, feel free to tell me. I’ll… I’ll match your tastes as best as I can…]
Imagining himself not in a dashing uniform but in the coat of a cross-dressed man, Lian encountered a mental demon. Unable to shake the horrifying image from his mind, blood began to trickle from the corner of his mouth.
To rid himself of the mental demon, Lian decided to clear his mind by smashing his head against a nearby wall. Just as he was about to slam his head into the wall.
Whoosh.
Quietly, the soft cushion—not a cushion, but the Spirit King’s mother—reached out and covered Lian’s forehead. Her hand was so large it could cover his entire face.
As her hand enveloped his face, it cleared his mind like he had swallowed refreshing water. Lian, taking the hand off his eyes, said,
“Thank you.”
[Hmph, I can do at least that much.]
Leaving behind the grumbling sound of the demon sword, he exited the study.
“Aaagh!”
“Sa-save me… cough!”
In the distance, faint screams echoed. Lian frowned in thought.
‘What on earth is happening?’
Why was a cross-dressed man, something you’d only expect to see in the gag world, appearing here?
Deciding he needed to assess the situation, Lian cautiously began to descend.
“Oh…”
[Corpses are everywhere.]
The further down they went, the more mosaic-covered corpses began to appear.
“Hahaha! Run with me towards that sunset!”
“This, this is a disaster!”
A man with gravity-defying hair was running, eyes gleaming, carrying a dark wizard over his shoulder.
With each step, the dark wizard’s body swayed like an elementary student’s shoe bag. As the back of his head hit walls and ceilings, blood began to trickle down, and the screams abruptly ceased.
Before long, all that remained in the passionate man’s arms was a cold, lifeless body.
End of Chapter.
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