If one was lucky enough to only summon a [Greater Demon] class and was well prepared, one could beat them, but if one was unlucky, an [Arch Demon] class (minimum level 100 or higher) would appear and kill them in an instant.
In such cases, one would have to accept the death penalty without question or flee, but it was too dangerous to gamble one’s life in the real world.
…Bert-san was surprisingly lucky, so maybe I should let him try?
“You’re a fool!”
“Haha, you’re good!”
While I was thinking about this strange thing, most of the men in armor were defeated, and it was a one-on-one battle between Bert-san and the remaining leader of the group.
Luckily, or rather, perhaps Bert-san was taking it easy on them, the men who had fallen were barely alive, although they had been beaten quite severely in a fit of rage.
No, they would have died if they had been left alone.
Then, with their greatswords at the ready, Bert-san and the group’s leader charged at each other, fighting closely without stepping back.
The sound of the metal clashing resonated in the area.
The sound of metal striking metal was so loud that the Daemons who were watching cowered every time.
The weapon I had given to Bert-san was a piece of art, but the greatsword that the leader was using seemed to be quite tough as well.
Even though it had been struck so violently with an indestructible weapon, the blade had not yet been broken.
Despite wearing indestructible armor, I thought the weapon would be more than enough to inflict damage on Bert-san.
The group’s leader finally let go of his defensive posture and swung his greatsword in a wide arc, ready to strike a full-fledged blow.
“I’ll bet everything on this blow!”
“Oh! I’ll take it!
Bert-san howled in response, taking off his helm, which obscured his vision, and holding his jet-black greatsword in the upper position.
“What, you’re a human!”
“Oh, yeah, but what’s that got to do with our fight?”
Indeed, it doesn’t! My name is Boris!”
“Come on, Boris!”
The fact that Bert-san was a human made the crowd a bit uneasy, but the Daemon Warrior Boris, who prioritizes strength, recognized Bert as a fighter, and with a wry smile on his face, he fired up his fighting spirit.
The two men’s skills and warrior spirits clashed, and a painful silence settled over the place.
Perhaps this would be the deciding factor.
Those watching gulped as they realized that this blow would surely result in the death of one of them…or both of them if it was not a good one.
“Alright, that’s enough.”
At that moment, I, who applied physical reinforcement, intervened and caught the two great swords that were swung down with my hands.
“Ki, you, to interfere with a man’s match…”
“No matter how much you didn’t like it, young lady, this is just…”
I grabbed their big sword and swung them around with the two of them, throwing them far away before they could complain.
The Daemons who were watching wanted to say something, but when I turned around, they looked away.
No more complaints, I guess.
“Patch up those people there.
They’re still alive.”
I yelled, and Maia and a few Daemons who had been hiding burst out, tending to the men who had been knocked out by Bert-san.
“…Can you …spare them?”
Boris, who had been hit badly after being thrown, came back with Bert-san on his shoulder.
Are you guys good friends now?
“That remains to be determined…”
“Young Lady Carol! This one is not breathing!”
Everyone gulped for a moment after hearing Maia’s report, and Bert-san, who thought he was holding back, slightly strained his expression.
It’s natural to die in battle.
It’s not your concern.”
“It’s too early to give up.”
Bert and Boris looked up as I muttered this, and everyone’s eyes were drawn to me.
“–Setup [Saint Cloche] all–“
My appearance changed from red and black [Witch] gear to white and silver [Saint Cloche] armor, and I raised my huge staff to the heavens.
This was the 6th class magic [Resurrection], a magic that could normally Resurrect the dead in the VRMMO, but in reality it was only as effective as an electric shock in a hospital.
The maximum time for resurrection to be effective was about 10 minutes after death.
It was barely enough, but with Daemon’s toughness and their high status, it could be–
“Young Lady! They came back to life!”
“Oooooohh…” A groan could be heard from the surrounding area, indicating that either the Wand with the [Extended Range] effect or the additional effect of [Resurrection], which restores 20% of the HP, caused the other men who had also fallen to stand up.
Boris saw this and looked at me silently, then knelt down in front of me and bowed deeply, not with intimidation, but with his own will.
I was then invited to accept an invitation from the King of the last remaining country of Daemons.
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