There Are No Bad Young Ladies in the World

The Beltus Subjugation Battle (4)

Episode 129 The Beltus Subjugation Battle (4)

The entrance to the Beltus mansion, surrounded by a massive lattice wall along the ridge, exudes a grand feeling just by looking at it, but the smoke and magic rising from within made it hard to see.

Derek, holding the reins, rushed into the Beltus mansion, where not even a gatekeeper remained.

He broke through the large entrance of the Beltus mansion in the southeast corner and crossed the southern garden.

The soldiers of Rodeia followed him, and they all clicked their tongues at the sight of the monsters filling the surroundings.

“Sir Derek. It’s good that we’ve entered, but from now on, we must move systematically!”

The Countess of Rodeia, drawing her holy sword, shouted beside Derek.

“The servants inside the mansion are all low-ranking, so we must save their lives while pinpointing the location of Grand Duke Beltus!”

“He is most likely in the office of the main building! However…”

It was the moment when Derek, crossing the grand garden, shouted.

– Whoosh

A giant halo of light began to rise above the Beltus mansion.

The giant of fire, completely subdued and only causing fires without any contribution, disappeared.

This time, a giant magic circle began to unfold in the sky, centered on the eastern spire.

The eastern spire, where all kinds of magical research facilities are gathered.

The traces of the massive protective magic that had risen around the place were now isolating the main building of the mansion and preparing to bombard the enemies within.

A protective magic circle created by high-ranking transformation mages who had spent years deliberating.

The one holding the activation authority of that magic circle was Robenalt, the eldest son of the Duke of Beltus. He had completely prepared the activation from the eastern tower.

The magic circle, which simultaneously protected the main building and executed high-level bombardment magic, was nearly impenetrable once activated.

“We need to neutralize the magic circle being activated in the eastern tower and also deal with the mercenary group in the western garrison.”

“The mansion is filled with monsters, so the protective forces won’t be able to respond systematically. We must actively take advantage of the current chaos within the mansion!”

As Countess Rodeia swung her sacred blood sword, red magic surged, and the monsters in the vicinity began to be cut down.

Being a noble, she had a deep understanding of magic. However, she preferred to directly jump into the battlefield and wield her sword.

Radiance emanated from her pure white armor, and trolls and goblins in corpse form formed an army to block her path.

She had already slain thousands of such corpse monsters on Rodentz Island.

The soldiers following her were also veterans who had roamed the battlefield with her.

– Paaak! Kwaak!

Their coordinated movements were flawless.

Derek also rode his horse, shooting magic arrows. As he cleared the path, he shouted towards Countess Rodeia.

“Save your strength! There are many opponents to face!”

“With traces of necromantic magic all around, how can I hold back! Let’s first subdue the eastern tower and the western garrison!”

“There will be… those who will help.”

“What?”

Derek tightened his reins again and spoke with a more serious expression.

Derek’s allies were not limited to Countess Rodeia.

Although she did not know it yet, she was already one of the most protected individuals in the southwestern continent.

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– Kwaang! Kwang! Kwagagagak!

The outer wall of the isolation room was shattered. No, it was beyond shattered, leaving no trace behind.

Through the gaping hole in the outer wall, the sight of the Beltus mansion grounds being devastated came into view.

Everywhere you looked, there were monsters. The soldiers from the garrison were coming out to clear the monsters inside, but it seemed it would take a long time to completely clear them.

A large fire had broken out in the southern garden, but there was no one to handle it.

At least the eldest son, Robenalt, seemed to be keeping his wits about him, as the magic from the eastern tower was constructing the protective magic circle.

Once the magic circle was completed, the immediate danger could be averted.

“Nice view.”

The monster that had subdued and extinguished the giant of fire, which had burned as if it would set the whole world ablaze, was now walking towards Grand Duke Beltus with a fluttering motion, looking down at him.

Grand Duke Beltus, exhausted, was kneeling on one knee, gritting his teeth and leaning on his staff.

Just as Pine was about to say something, Grand Duke Beltus swung his hand widely, summoning 4-star summoning magic.

The earth spirits, clad in rugged armor, swung their swords, but all of them stopped dead in their tracks right in front of Pine.

– Hwaaak!

From the skull head of Happy, the archlich that Pine cherished and raised, a bluish magic power began to rise. Blue flames were burning in its hollow eyes.

3-star combat magic ‘Paralysis’.

The fact that a mere summoned creature could wield such magic was an unbelievable situation.

Pine flashed a seductive smile, raised her fair hand to brush her face, and then swiftly lifted her bangs to reveal her forehead.

Underneath her flawless, white forehead, Pine’s eyes gleamed fiercely.

Not her usual sharp gaze, but wide-open eyes. The magic power contained within them was released in a burst.

Just that alone made Grand Duke Beltus feel as if his entire body was bristling.

Necromantic magic, the most purely refined magic, is a power closest to death.

Beyond 4-star, 5-star necromantic magic.

The magic power was more purely refined than when summoning an archlich with 5-star magic.

A 5-star magic that was almost equivalent to 6-star… No, it had surpassed that. It was at a level that could be considered preparation for 6-star magic.

The realm of 6-star magic, which every magician dreams of reaching at least once before they die.

To witness the moment when 6-star magic is realized is a great honor for a magician.

“This… this is…”

Kalimpod’s 6-star magic summoned a meteor, and Melverot’s 6-star magic froze a mountain range.

Just the activation of these magics could redraw maps, overturn the world, and set the whole world ablaze in a spectacular manner, which is what defined 6-star magic.

Then, what is 6-star necromantic magic?

What kind of scale would the magic of a necromancer, who has reached the extreme of forbidden necromantic magic, overturn the world?

Covering the whole world with vengeful spirits, piling up corpses into mountains, and overturning mansions with the crimson flames of souls… is not impossible.

However, the 6-star magic wielded by Pine, the 6-star necromancer, was completely different from the splendid and magnificent magics of other 6-star magicians.

The single strike of one who has repeated research and training to the extreme.

The realm reached by those who have devoted their entire lives to a single study is surprisingly simple and neat.

Just the force in Pine’s eyes made it feel as if time in the area had stopped for a moment.

The aftermath of that power… does not set the world ablaze, freeze mountain ranges, or overturn maps.

However, the result is more chilling than any splendid magic. Death.

The very thing that necromancers dedicate their entire lives to studying is death.

As evidence of this fact, the pinnacle of necromancy, the 6-star magic, is also… solely that.

6-star necromancy ‘Instant Death’.

Just by Finé closing her eyes once and exerting her power… the lives of all beings within her perception are placed in her palm.

With just a squeeze, they all crumble and die. That was all there was to it.

By merely perceiving beings of a lower rank than herself, she guides them to eternal rest.

The only ones who can resist are those of equal rank── literally, unless they are a mage of the same level as Finé, no one can resist.

– Snap, whoosh!

All the summoned creatures that Grand Duke Beltus had called forth crumbled and disappeared just by Finé closing her eyes once.

The spirits shattered into pieces, and the monsters fell bleeding from their seven orifices. In less than a second, the entire room was drenched in blood.

The only survivor was Grand Duke Beltus.

Finé did not kill him. She had something to do.

“……”

Grand Duke Beltus even forgot to breathe.

Kneeling on one knee, leaning on his staff… he had lost even the will to resist.

He could only think as he looked at Finé, who was smiling with blood all over her.

It was impossible to overpower her with strength. He had to find another way. Therefore, Grand Duke Beltus spoke with wide-open eyes.

“If you need corpses… I can provide them.”

“Oh?”

Even in extreme situations, he was a person who did not stop thinking. Despite his trembling pupils, he was racking his brain on how to persuade her.

“You said you were hiding your identity and researching death, right? Anyway… the Beltus family has plenty of lives to spare… If you use me… you can do all the research you want without revealing your identity…”

“Oh, really?”

“I can also supply the corpses of high-ranking mages… Among my high-ranking vassals, there are high-ranking mages… They have been loyal for a long time, so they don’t suspect me at all… If you want corpses with good bloodlines, I have my children and collateral family members… there are many of them…”

“Indeed, it seems much more convenient not to take your life just by listening to you. Uhuhu.”

Finé, still moving gracefully, approached and placed her hands on the blood-soaked shoulders of Grand Duke Beltus and whispered in his ear.

“But, do you still think you are a variable that I can control?”

With that one sentence, Grand Duke Beltus’s pupils grew even larger.

The nails digging into his shoulders looked like a predator sinking its teeth into its prey.

“Uhuhu. Even the so-called master of Beltus is afraid of death. If you have risen by killing others, you should never forget that you can die at any time.”

“…”

“If you want to live─ well, I’ll let you live as you wish. But, not for free.”

“Is there… something you want…”

“Of course. Well, it won’t be a bad thing for you either. The scum of Rodentz Island… they’re dying to receive my baptism. They’ll be insanely jealous of you.”

As he spoke, the hand gripping his shoulder began to emit a dark red magic once again.

Though he said he wouldn’t kill him, the magic emanating from Pine always carried a thick aura of death.

Duke Beltus, gritting his teeth and looking up at Pine, was the very image of a demon.

Demons grant people’s wishes, but they never come true in the way one desires.

Looking down at the view of the Beltus estate, it was truly a scene of chaos.

Unknown necromantic magic covered the area, and the corpses and monsters that emerged were trying to plunge the world into chaos.

In the midst of that chaos, the girl looked down at the blood-soaked Duke Beltus.

Soon, the mark Pine had engraved began to glow between the scratches made by her nails.

If you intend to kill and trample someone, you must be prepared to be trampled in return.

The one Duke Beltus tried to trample was the cherished disciple of a 6-star necromancer.

It was said that there wasn’t a single normal human among the 6-star magicians.

Despite Lady Trisha’s request, Derek had his reasons for not wanting to touch her.

“From now on, you are a necromancer.”

Her method of raising a disciple was─ a way that no other master could ever approach.