The Revenge of the Soul Eater

You think you can do this and get away with it for free?

Miroslav's voice echoed through the silence of the forest.

I responded with a sneer.

I'll never get away with it. That's what I knew I had to do. When you realize the situation you're in, you might as well shut up. We're nowhere near the depths of Titis.

What?

Miroslav looks around as if in a panic. As expected of a high-ranking adventurer, he seemed to know immediately that our words were not a lie.

His face is pale.

''Bah, you are a fool, you are!　How could a level one person go this deep into the depths of the world!　I don't care if you die, but please don't involve me in it.

'Isn't this rather a scene where you're wondering how the level one was able to get so far in?　Which sorcerer ever fainted before now?

No, how did you carry me across the gates of Ishka in the first place...?

I'll answer your questions later. We've got a long way to go, you know. If you don't mind, I'd like you to follow me around quietly.

You fool, stop talking nonsense. No one is going to follow you!

As soon as he said this, Miroslav jumped up and got away from me.

Then he stared at me with the eyes of a demon.

"Embrace my enemy to death, Princess of Fire!

Without any mental concentration or chanting, Miroslav suddenly completes his magic.

Immediately afterwards, a band of flames oozing out of the air stretches out like a woman's arm, teasing my entire body.

The arm is too fast to resist, and in the blink of an eye, my entire body is covered in flames.

And then it exploded.

With a roar, the trees around me shuddered violently, and a thick cloud of steam rose in the air.

The voice of a triumphant Miroslav rang out from behind the white steam that blocked my vision.

''The fifth circle of fire magic, Flame Princess. What do you think?　Didn't the magic of the fifth sphere seem to be an act of God to you as a level one?　Oh, it still omits the chanting and makes it less powerful. He was relieved to take away my wand, but it's so shallow, typical for a low level. Rings, bracelets and earrings, all of which were made by grinding magic stones. Even if you don't have your wand, it won't interfere with your ability to use magic.

As I listened to it, I thought to myself.

What should I do? I'll just let him talk some more. To be honest, it's a bit interesting.

No, but I don't want to take too long. I don't want to be a joke and then disappear, let him win and then show himself.

"No, no, no, no, I just didn't take it off because it's okay to leave it on.

..................What?

'I would have brought my wand with me if I could. I left it behind because it was in the way. Well, looking at the power of this thing, it's not much to ask even if you had a wand.

As I finished, a gust of wind blew in and dispelled the steam that covered my vision.

Miroslav's eyes widened as if he couldn't believe it.

''Wha ... how could you be alive!

That's because your magic was so bad. Can you try it with chanting this time?

This ... "Fast-fire arrow!

This time it's the Fire Arrow - or perhaps a version with increased speed.

In Miroslav's style, this is the positive magic of the fire of the second sphere. Although it's lower than the previous one, it's at the level where your head will be blown off if you bite into it.

It's a good thing that Miroslav is an excellent magician, no matter what his character is.

Thinking about that, I opened my mouth with an open mouth.

And then--

Kah!

A loud shout, extinguishing the flaming arrows.

Seeing this, Miroslav's eyes widened. The red-haired sorcerer, whose eyes are now torn open, takes a step or two back, as if to say he can't believe it.

It's a good thing that you're not going to be able to find out what's going on.

You can't kill magic with just your spunk. You're not a monster. That one's called a jade gun.

Ke, jin, gun...?

It's my home magic. The magic of my hometown, if you want to put it in a sorcerer's way, I released the magic inside my body to cancel out your magic - is that what you mean?

You're kidding me!　There's no way you can turn off mana-based magic with an odo!　That's because a level-one person like you has this magic.

'If you don't want to acknowledge the fact that it happened right in front of you, that's fine too. I don't need you to convince me of anything.

With that, he quickly closed the distance between him and Miroslav.

The fact that the other side could not react at all is probably because it has not yet awakened from its surprise.

I put my right hand around Miroslav's waist, quickly restraining his movements, and then I grabbed his chin with my left hand.

What are you doing--?

As it was, I brought our lips close together.

I sent a mockery to Miroslav, who stiffened without understanding the situation, with only my eyes, and I ate the sorcerer's soul as much as I could.

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The reason I wanted to lock up Miroslav was, in a word, for experimentation.

It's not like I was thinking, "I'm going to lock up a woman with a cocky, sly and hateful personality, but I'm going to lock her up with a superior face and body and train her to be a submissive slave who does what I say, hehehe. It's just not true.

The experiment was about another soul-eating phenomenon that had appeared in the brothel.

That time, after devouring the soul of a prostitute, I was raised to the sixth level.

In extreme cases, I can level up just by holding a woman without having to defeat a demon from now on.

However, the woman who had her soul eaten by me, the woman who had been eaten by me, was finally out of breath.

Without a doubt, this was the result of overeating beyond the permitted amount. If this continued, the people around them would be suspicious indeed. If the truth came out, he could become a target for defeat.

And frankly, I'm just like a vampire, what I'm trying to do.

In order to avoid such a situation, I have to know this ability.

How far is it acceptable? How long does it take for a woman whose soul has been eaten away to recover? Is it something that can be recovered in the first place? Can soul-eating be triggered at will?

There are many other things I want to find out.

But when it came to actually confirming this, there were many problems.

It was not possible for me to sleep in a brothel every time I conducted an experiment. There was also the possibility that he had already been marked in the red light district after the incident the other day.

Under such circumstances, if you let him die, there is nothing you can do to recover.

I thought about carrying out the experiment while being considerate of my opponent, but there was a possibility that he might go out of control like he had done at that time, and above all, I couldn't get accurate information from an experiment carried out while holding back.

Miroslav was the best person to solve those problems.

This guy would not cause you any pain even if you killed him inadvertently. He could conduct even the most severe experiments without mercy.

To be honest, I'm still not ready to take that much of a leap of faith when dealing with Ilaria and Lunamaria. I can do it because it's Miroslav.

In the meantime, Miroslav came to himself in my arms and began to resist, flailing his arms and legs like a madman.

But this is the equivalent of a child's resistance to me.

It's a good thing that they use magic, but no matter how good a sorcerer you are, you can't use your magic completely silently.

This is because even if you can omit the chanting, key words (key words) such as 'Flame Princess' and 'Fast Fire Arrow' need to be vocalized. It was impossible for Miroslav to do so now that his lips were covered.

When he had eaten the spirit of a geisha before, it had tasted like a thick sweet wine.

The heat and spiciness from Miroslav made his tongue go numb. If I were to describe it, it would taste like a very dry ginger wine (ginger ale).

It doesn't look anything like that of a woman's sake. Is this a difference between individuals, or is it a difference in the way they feel about me?

I wondered, so I decided to experiment immediately.

As I boldly crawled my hand around my waist, Miroslav's resistance became more intense than ever, and my mouth became hotter than ever, to the point where it felt like it was going to burn.

.........Hmm. It seems that the emotions of the person being eaten also have a big effect on me, after all. Anger, humiliation, shame, that sort of thing.

I enjoy Miroslav's resistance for a while - and continue the experiment.

Miroslav occasionally tries to resist, but my physical abilities are beyond the reach of a sorcerer, as my body is full of power.

I'm sure a lot of time has passed since I came to my senses.

Well, unlike the time in the brothel, this time it's as if I extended it half on my own accord.

I looked at Miroslav's face as he was wrestling down.

The red-haired sorcerer, looking exhausted, stared back at me with anger, disgust and contempt in his eyes.

Something in my heart trembles at the look in his eyes.

Driven by the urge, I tried to drape myself over Miroslav again, but we were still in the woods.

If I were to be attacked by a demon while Miroslav is on my mind, I would be blinded.

I restrained myself from veering off and let out a deep breath.