Maou no Hajimekata Volume 2 Chapter 19 Part 3
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Translator: DarkHeartedAlchemist
Chapter 19: Let’s Sprung the Trap of Despair Around the Proud King of the Desert, Part 3
Currently, Aur is being surrounded by four pairs of breasts.
The four people: Zana, Eldav, Hoseli and Marie were ordered by Aur to expose their chests and chests only, and naturally they did as they were told without any complaints.
Of course, what they were doing now was not the result of the indecent desire they were unable to control anymore. It was a ritual that served as a preparation for their battle against Uzermart in which Aur painted a specific symbol on the chest of each woman in front of him in order to share his magical power with them.
[Kuh…]
Out of all of the people gathered here only Zana looked like she wasn’t enjoying herself, and the reason for that was quite obvious to everyone who would witness the scene she was now a part of. To put it bluntly, she was the smallest one here. Her sister Eve, Hoseli and even Mari, the youngest of them all had a wonderful pair of breasts which Aur could fondle without any difficulty. Compared to them, Zana’s were more reminiscent of a swollen mosquito bites.
[What’s taking so long Demon Lord? Hurry it up already and let’s do this shit!]
A man turned woman, Uzermart, shouts from beyond the door to Aur’s bedchamber.
[What’s wrong, getting cold feet now? Or maybe you want to join us?]
However, Aur’s bold proposition was met with no response whatsoever.
[That reminds me… why did you agreed to a fight under such clearly unfavorable conditions?]
Zana asked Aur who was now focused on drawing the pattern for the magical circle on her breast.
[Because I know that with a little help you guys can easily defeat him. Besides …]
Finishing his work, Aur responded to Zana’s inquiry.
[You want to humiliate him?]
[Something along those lines.]
Zana smiles at Aur, who grinned in an evil manner.
She doesn’t know if it was because she already killed him once and managed to get her sister out of his claws or because of the man in front of her, but she no longer felt a hatred so intense that it made her blood boil towards Uzermart. But she still wants to beat the living crap out of him.
(And don’t worry too much about your breasts. Smaller ones are always more sensitive and I don’t dislike that.)
Aur’s voice resonated in Zana’s head before he casually grabbed her chest.
(Wha…)
Zana instinctively wanted to jump back and wanted to cover her chest with her hands, but Aur didn’t let go of her and continued to fondle her.
(It’s the effect of the crest on your breast. It’s just a simplified version of the soul link that I’ve used to connect us before.)
(……W-Well, thanks.)
Hearing him say that to her made her happy, but even though it was only in their minds, now was not the time for indulging themselves in their lustful flirting, so she slowly and carefully removed his hand from her chest, but her cheeks remained tinged with a shade of red all the time.
[Ready yet Demon Lord?! I’m dying of boredom here!]
[What a short-tempered guy.]
Aur glanced towards the door and ordered all four women to fix their clothes.
[All right, you can enter now.]
[About goddamn time! What were you even thinking, making me wait so… well fuck me!]
The moment Aur finished talking Uzermart barged into the room like a cannonball, only to be stopped in his tracks by the sight of four women still on their knees and Aur sitting on the bed in front of them. In an instant, his expression changed form a determined, battle hungry one to a doubtful one.
[What’s wrong?]
[No, it’s nothing. Now, let’s get started, Demon Lord!]
In response to Mari’s question, Uzermart shook his head and rushed at Aur.
[Don’t be so hasty.]
When Aur snaps his finger the room expanded, removing all of the furniture and making it big enough to fight in.
[Now we can fight all we want.]
[Took the words right out of my mouth! Come at me anytime!]
Uzermart does not go on the offensive, but instead stands in place with his chest puffed and his arms folded, waiting for Mari, Zana, Eldav and Hoseli to attack him first as he covers his whole body with intense heat. That is his flame armor that protects him from every attack.
[Eat this!]
[Once a fool, always a fool I see!]
Zana releases her ice, but Uzermart takes it head on without flinching.
[Brake down, water!]
Mari swings the Cold Sword Gracies and the Wet Sword Umiditas and tears the ice created by Zana. As soon as the ice was shattered, it fell onto Uzermart as a large amount of water.
[Nuooooo!?]
Water then explodes into steam and blocks Uzermart’s view. At that time, Eldav created a small flame in her hand.
[Don’t be so damn cheeky, you impudent brat!]
However, Uzermart generates masses of hot air which blow off Eldav’s weak flame together with the rest of the steam obstructing his vision.
[No, you take that!]
The moment when the large ball of flame swells rapidly in the palm of Uzermart, Hoseli threw one of her shurikens at it, causing a big explosion.
[Ugh, so irritating! Annoying! Can’t you see that none of your puny attacks work against me?!]
As expected, Uzermart came out of that explosion unscratched. His heat armor was completely resistant to any form of flame.
[Good, very good! Now I will thoroughly enjoy crushing every single one of you!]
Once again blowing off the flame created by Eldav, he points his hand towards Zana, shooting the swirling barrage of flames out of it. She was engulfed by the vortex of fire and vanished in an instant, leaving not even the smallest traces of ash behind.
[…Mu?]
Uzermart looked at what happened suspiciously. He made sure not to use enough power to instantly kill her and yet not even Zana’s bones remained where she stood.
When he was racking his brain thinking what has exactly happened here, he was struck by ice from behind. Of course, it was blocked by flame armor and did not hurt Uzermart in the slightest, but it was clearly Zana’s work even though she should have been defeated.
[What……!?]
Looking behind him, he saw many of Zana’s figures standing there.
[Gather, wind!]
And along with Marie’s light voice, the number of Zana’s figures increases even further. Uzermart realizes that she was replaced by an illusion when his view was blocked by the previous steam.
[So that’s what’s going on!]
He tries to eliminate all of them by radiating intense heat all around him, but Zana’s ice gets in his way each time. He could inflict no damage upon her and his view was still getting obstructed.
Even when he tried to counterattack by identifying the position of Zana at the moment the ice is released, her movement speed was too fast for his to launch his attack correctly. It was like a game of cat and mouse in which the mouse had the cat cornered from the very beginning.
Even if he wanted to release a large number of attacks to defeat them all at once, Hoseli was interrupting him by bursting his fireball with her shurikens, not allowing him to create them fast enough to do anything.
[Burst forth, earth!]
In this moment, Uzermart’s vision of winning through sheer power collapsed as he saw Mari creating waves upon waves of new shurikens from nothing by combining the powers of the Dry Sword Arditas and the Cold Sword Glacies. At this rate, he will be the one who will lose due to exhaustion. Even though Uzermart possesses a tremendous amount of magical power, he wanted to avoid going for the war of attrition scenario at all costs, because it won’t bring them anywhere. They will simply be locked in a standstill where he won’t be able to wipe the floor with them due to their pesky trickery, but they will also be unable to harm him due to his flame armor deflecting every attack sent his way.
But.
[So what if you can stall me?! You can’t win like that! You can’t put even a single scratch on me!]
It was a hopeless situation where none of them could win, but also none of them will be able to lose.
[Big sis, an opening!]
[Huh?]
At least that’s what Uzermart was convinced of, up until Zana falcon punched him into a wall with her ice-covered fist.
[UGHAAAAAHHHH!!!!!!]
[Man that felt so good!]
Seeing Uzermart crushing into the wall so hard he was unable to move made Zana feel incredibly refreshed.
[Hoooray!]
Mari rushes over and claps both hands with Zana, and Hoseli and Eldav also join them in celebrating their victory.
[What… the fuck? Why… my flame armor should be … invincible…]
Unable to comprehend what happened, Uzermart tries to get up, and then he noticed that a part of his flame armor had a huge hole in it. And then he realizes it.
Eldav’s small flame managed to hit him a few times even when he managed to deflect most of it. Although it’s output was relatively small, at its core it was the same kind of flame that Uzermart’s God Atom used, so when the two clashed, the power of his flame armor was counteracted and that’s how that hole was made in it.
[Uzermart. Your flame control is certainly something to be feared, that’s how powerful it is. But it’s just that, powerful, nothing else. You don’t have speed, so you cannot compete with Zana and Hoseli, and your attacks can be negated by Eldav, who might not be strong, but at least she has endurance to match yours.]
Looking down on Uzermart that collapsed near the wall, Aur says so.
[Now do you acknowledge the strength of those you called weak?]
[… Okay, I’ll admit that they have some backbone, but they are still just four people. You on the other hand, you did nothing, and yet you want to put yourself together with them?]
[I was the one giving them instructions on how to proceed with this battle.]
Aur explains that to Uzermart, who is still crushed by the magnitude of his spectacular defeat.
[Well, if you say so, I don’t really care anymore. Just fight me fair and square next time.]
[If that’s what you want, then sure.]
Aur’s fighting ability is clearly below Uzermart and they both knew it. That’s why he looked at him as if he was a madman.
[So what, are you saying you’re going to get even stronger than me?]
[That’s exactly what I’m saying.]
However, just like always, Aur is confident in his victory.
[For someone like you, two of my fingers will be enough.]
That made Uzermart extremely angry, to the point where he actually managed to get up.
[Oh now you’ve done it! Bring it on, bitch!]
Uzermart coated his entire body with flames and created countless fireballs around him. Looks like now he switched from defense mode to a full-on attack mode. Even if Aur was able to shoot all of them down, he will hist coat the entire room with his flames and burn it to the ground in such a way that even Zana’s ice would be unable to protect them.
[Eat this!]
However, Aur quickly slammed two of his fingers on the ground, activating the hidden mechanism in it. It caused the floor under Uzermart, making him slip into a deep pit below. The floor closed back behind him, cutting off his potential escape route.
[What ?! What happened?]
Trapped in a tight stone space, Uzermart was confused. This confusion turned into panic when the hole began to be filled with water.
[Do you really think water attacks will work on me?!]
He activated his flame armor and evaporated the water instantly. However, no matter how much water he got rid of, more was still flowing in.
[Ouch, what the … Oh, it’s hot! What is this?]
Uzermart himself is not affected by the heat of his own flames, but this protection was not extended to the air around him. If locked in a space void of any air, he would suffocate just like any other human. The same rule applied to the hot air from the water he was constantly evaporating. Soon it will reach a point where he will be unable to bear it any longer and he will have to give in.
[Hot! Hot! Hot! Demon Lord open this damn thing up! What is his heat for fucks sake?!]
Even if he was raised in the scorching heat of the dessert, this heat was too much even for him to handle. Right now, he was being assaulted by both the evaporating water wetting his skin and the burning air which was eating away at his lungs.
[Open! Guooohhhh! I understand, okay! I admit my loss! You are stronger than I will ever be! Now open up!]
Even if he tried to escape by burning the surrounding walls with flame armor, the surrounding temperature will only rise and his agony will only increase.
[You won our game! You her me, demon Lord?! Open up! Open! I beg you!]
He couldn’t see anything and hear anything other than the sound of the water around him as his fear of being burned alive only increased by the minute.
[Please, save me … I was … I was a fool to doubt you … I see it now …]
Even if he apologizes, Aur does not react, and the pressure from the huge amount of the evaporated water begins to claw away at Uzermart. Maybe he does not even hear him? Such worried filled his heart as more and more time have passed. How much time has it been now? Minutes? Hours? How long ago was he thrown in there?
[Apologize, sorry, please open … please …]
Uzermart begged and cried, until the stone lid suddenly opened.
The sweet feeling of freedom, and the taste of fresh air flowing into his tiny prison. It was the first time since he was born that he felt something so delicious with his entire being. But he is too weak to climb up by himself. He literally cannot move a single muscle.
And then, a hand offered him salvation from above.
[Here, grab my hand.]
Aur lifted his body with ease, and he rolls on the floor at Aur’s feet.
[Ohhhh … thank you … for saving me. I will… I will never forget it …]
And so the Emperor of the Sands Collapsed on the ground, utterly exhausted after fighting for his life in the world’s most dangerous sauna.
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