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The demon's black spear comes flying.
However, Isidor, who kept guarding the princess, blocked all the monsters that were approaching, quickly stopped in front of her.
Chaeng-!
The spear thrown by the demon was bounced far away by the golden sword. However, the demon had already keenly sensed that the princess was doing something unusual.
-Deborah Seymour. You specially saved it and tried to kill it while savoring it, but you are rushing the order.
As the enraged demon spewed out even stronger demonic energy, the flow of mana in the air was tangled in chaos and Deborah's complexion turned pale.
She thought she was almost at the height, but due to the magic, the fusion of mana and divine power slowed down, and it took a lot more time for the divine magic she was preparing to complete.
And as soon as Isidor saw the princess's determined expression, he immediately realized that the plan she had tipped off had gone wrong.
-Now I'm gonna taste your flesh. Deborah Seymour.
"Is it because it is so peculiar and lowly? You're making a fool of yourself."
When the demon tried to exhale demonic energy at the princess, a cold wind brushed Deborah and Isidore's cheeks like a relief pitcher. What was shot at the demon was powerful freezing magic.
However, Duke Seymour's ice-type magic did not pose a great threat to Lucifer, the demon who persisted and survived in enduring the bitter cold in the demon realm.
-Do you think this kind of trick will work for me?
As if laughing, the demon raised the demonic energy even more and easily dismantled the magic, and when the powerful magic of the Tower Master was neutralized, the eyes of the wizards were filled with amazement and despair.
-You're annoying.
In the meantime, Isidore was continuously shooting his sword blades at the demon. However, Isidore's sword skills did not even hurt the demon's body.
In addition, it was difficult to approach due to the hideous energy surrounding the demon, so not only wizards but also knights were helpless.
"Oh, how can he be so strong...!"
"The magic swordsman's sword skill doesn't work!"
In the midst of astonishment that burst out here and there, the demon smiled quietly
-Your failure was already foreseen from the moment the vessel containing the Holy Blood began to be made.
After absorbing the blood of thousands of sacrifices, Miya's body was stronger than expected, so the demon's face was filled with joy. The demon, who easily neutralized Isidor's sword skills, which was rushing incessantly, stretched his pupils horizontally like a goat and suddenly muttered.
-But you bastard... you look like him, I say I've seen you before.
"... I don't think this face is a common appearance."
Isidore put on an absurd expression.
-Your cheeky way of speaking and expression are similar to him. Your arrogant face will be worth seeing when you see the saintess torn to pieces.
