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Welcome to the Impregnable Demon King Castle – Chapter 153 Part 2

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Translator: Kobracon

Editor: Weasalopes

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153 – The Realm of Dream Demons and Temptation 1 Part 2

It was the sound of metal colliding against metal. The sound that you can clearly hear resonating signaled a clash of blades.

「…How nostalgic. Do you remember? We crossed swords like this once before you became my ally.」

Aerial had unsheathed his Holy Sword and is now crossing swords with…the Samurai Masamune.

He slashed at his leader with his katana.

His eyes were vacant, and clearly not in the right state of mind.

That’s most likely due to that.

The Dream Demons, whose numbers were enough to almost fill the whole space, all focused Charm on one target in the short time before they were all defeated.

For example, like how Alba was willing to let them touch the Holy Sword he’s so proud of.

Dream Demon’s temptation is that strong and that hard to resist that the target’s cognition is warped.

If the target is deeply affected, it can make them perceive even a sworn friend as an enemy.

From there, he continued with seven more slashes, which produced seven more sounds.

All of that was in the space of a single moment. It is a battle of swords that would have killed an ordinary person seven times by now.

「As always, your skill with the blade is superb.」

They are both unharmed, but the one being pushed back is…Aerial.

In terms of swordsmanship, Masamune is a powerful man who surpasses the Storm Hero.

I don’t even know if my sword master, Furcus, can rival him.

「Everyone, you must ensure that you do not enter within reach of Masa’s katana.」

「The fact that the Charm wasn’t dispelled despite all the other girls being defeated must mean that there is one girl left maintaining it.」

There was tension in Michelle’s voice.

It might be easier to understand if you compare it with healing magic.

Say someone gets hurt.

The White Sorcerer tries to heal it, but then gets defeated.

However, if there was another White Sorcerer, he or she can resume the healing of the wound.

The healed part was left as it is so the healing could be continued by someone else.

In terms of Charm, while I’m not saying that it’s exactly the same as healing, the effect will start to fade when the caster is defeated but can be taken over by another caster much like healing can.

The Dream Demons entered deep into the heart of Masamune.

It isn’t possible for him to simply regain his sanity.

「Then, I’ll just freeze him… what the?」

Masamune dodged Wraith’s freezing attempt.

He sliced up and broke the icicle that formed immediately after and continued his battle with Aerial.

「Wow, he’s fast. Now this is gettin’ fun.」

「This is not the time for that, Wraith! We have to find the Floor Boss and defeat it!」

Shouted Ewan.

「She’s hiding, isn’t she? Samurai have a strong will. To get through that and make him this crazy, she must be very careful about maintaining it.」

「Can you find her with Magical Energy? I can’t sense her.」

The Warrior Hamill isn’t good at sensing Magical Energy. But he is able to quickly detect any killing intent or hostility.

「Since Magical Energy was scattered everywhere thanks to all of them using Charm, I can’t sense it well.」

Said Scathach, perhaps looking for the right moment to assist Aerial.

The Hunter Suuri swayed and began to move. Hiding his face with the hood of his cloak, his true identity…is an Elf.

An Elf from the same hometown as Lily from the Fenix party.

「…An insect.」

He readies his bow and nocks an arrow.

He points it directly at…Theo.

「Oh my…! Could it be that even Sir Suuri has fallen prey to Charm?!」

「…Theo, down.」

With Suuri’s curt order, Theo complied.

Without hesitation, Theo lay flat on the ground.

Suuri’s arrow passed through the space where Theo just was, embedding itself into a wall.

「Did you get it, Suuri?」

「…No.」

Thus ended the short conversation between Hamill and Suuri.

By the time that concluded, the thing that Suuri was aiming for revealed itself.

Until now, there was nothing there, but now there is. Almost as if it materialized out of nowhere.

It was a Hellhound.

The figure of a Hellhound bearing its fangs, about to bite off the grounded Theo’s head appeared.

Theo really is quick, because he immediately deployed his threads to protect himself just in time, but it wasn’t enough.

The Hellhounds spits out flames at him at point-blank range.

Theo burst into flames.

「…Aren’t you in the wrong stratum?」

Wraith quickly invoked Water Magic. He tries to extinguish the fire by pouring a large amount of water on Theo.

Theo manages to get up and redeploys his threads.

Hamill fires his Flying Slash and Suuri lets loose his Godspeed at the Hellhound, both hitting their mark.

However…the Hellhound turns into mist!

「What?! It can do that?!」

Shouts Hamill in surprise.

Even Theo’s threads couldn’t prevent the mist from passing through. Maybe if it was completely airtight it would have worked, but it’s impossible for the net-like formation he made.

「Gr…!」

Theo immediately wrapped himself repeatedly with his threads, instantaneously creating an armor-substitute.

There is a point to what he did. Even if only a little.

The mist materialized into…a Werewolf.

That large body let loose an explosive palm strike right at Theo’s abdomen, knocking him into a wall.

It turned into mist again to dodge the attacks from the Scathach party and materializes next to Theo.

The form picking Theo up and using him as a shield as she runs around is…the Demon of Love Sitri.

「This form really is the cutest, after all. Don’t you all agree?」

The twintail, pink-haired maid gives a lovely smile…while casting Drain on Theo.

Theo’s body turns into Magical Energy particles and scatters and they all get sucked up into Sitri’s mouth.

He is defeated.

Sitri is a winged leopard Demi-Beast with transforming abilities.

Also when she changes form into a different race, she can perfectly reproduce that race’s special characteristics.

Reproducing the clothes that she was wearing is also a part of shapeshifting. It seems that she is able to shapeshift her body into outfits and ornaments with great detail.

What’s even more special about her is that she can reproduce just the special characteristic of things.

For example, she can maintain the Charm while she’s a flying insect.

Turn into mist while in the form of a Hellhound.

And materialize from the mist as a Werewolf.

「Is she not a Dream Demon…?」

「She was defeated in one blow when Mr. Fenix got to her. So I guess it isn’t odd to think she has a different ability.」

Said an agitated Hamill and a softly nodding Wraith.

「Everyone’s looking at me with such a burning gaze. I suppose I am cute enough to be admired. But I think it’s a little rude to stare so much.」

「How dare you do that to Sir Theo! Release Sir Masamune’s mind right now!」

「Wow, so feisty. Ewan, was it? You’ve got a cute face, why not try smiling?」　

Ewan didn’t respond and simply let fly his Wind Blade.

The crescent-shaped air slash closed in on Sitri and…cut the wall behind her.

「Wh…what?」

「Wow, you suck. Are you training properly? Or maybe…it’s because of Black Magic?」

Her appearance had changed again.

This time…it was a Majin.

A jet-black robe with a gold design, decorated with purple cloth reminiscent of darkness itself.

Head covered by a hood, a single horn sticking out of the side.

It was the form of the One Horned Dark Sorcerer Lemegeton.

Ewan didn’t miss his shot. By disrupting his sense of aim, it resulted in him firing his magic in the wrong direction.

Resist has to be undone during the magic building phase, right? That’s why in that instant Black Magic took effect immediately.

「The Demon King Army’s…Chief of Staff…?!」

「The Sitri Version, that is.」

There is also a limit to her reproduction.

If she doesn’t have enough Magical Energy to construct that body, she can’t transform. And for the special characteristics, if she doesn’t fully grasp how to use them, she cannot reproduce them.

She has currently unmistakably reproduced the body of Lemegeton, but not all of my abilities.

To put it simply, it’s like a version of me that can’t unleash the horn or use Black Sorcery.

「I’ll take her. This’ll be good practice before taking on the real thing.」

「…Wow, the way you said that was so not cute.」

Wraith and Fran turned their full attention to Sitri.

It was a tense scene, but all I could think in the corner of my mind was…

…Uhm, speaking that way with Lemegeton’s form is a little…

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