Chapter 34

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

Ding!

“Wu ~”

The scarlet sickle in Satan Leaf’s hand was sent flying by the slender rapier in Ira’s hand that was like a bee stinger… The long-handled weapon held in both hands was sent flying by the seemingly light rapier. This was a very unimaginable scene.

This was the power of the [Fourth Wing Pillar—Giant Bee—Wing Spread]. At this moment, transparent wings that were like cicada wings stretched out from the spine behind Ira’s back near his waist, proving that the mana’s source was a huge bee that Ira had killed in the previous battle.

“I lost.”

As Satan Leaf spoke, she reached out and recalled the scarlet demon scythe, silently thinking about her shortcomings in battle. She summarized… As expected, she was still not familiar with the use of the scythe.

“If you think it’s very difficult to use, you don’t have to use it. You don’t have to copy your father for everything.”

As Ira said this, he shook his head helplessly and said, “In fact, your father’s scythe doesn’t seem to have any technique. I still think that he only uses it because this scythe is a high-level [Staff].”

Recalling that Ira had once fought the Demon King of the scarlet dragon on the battlefield, she seemed to have realized something and said, “He uses a scythe. The most common thing he uses is to smash or release a light cannon… which is the beam attack gathered by mana.”

“…”

“Oh, is that so?”

Satan Leaf, who did not seem to be familiar with her father’s combat method, said this. She hesitated and looked at the sickle in her hand, instilling mana into it without any guidance.

Mana filled the scythe… Although mana’s quality and control were not qualified, because of the strength of the scarlet dragon race, after these few days of training and witnessing the battle that day, her mana capacity had already advanced by leaps and bounds.

At the very least, it could withstand the expenditure of Satan Leaf and Ira at the same time.

Therefore, this was also the confidence she had when continuously injecting mana into the sickle.

“…”

She continuously injected, following the guidance of the sickle… Wait!

Realizing that something was wrong, Satan Leaf widened his eyes. Ira’s reminder was late. His voice sounded from the other side, “Very good, but it’s best to stop injecting mana and punch out quickly… Your control is not enough…”

Before Ira could finish speaking, Satan Leaf already felt that the scythe in her hand had lost control. She simply cut off her connection to the scythe and shouted, “Mr. Ira! Hurry up and dodge!”

As soon as she finished speaking, the scarlet demon scythe she had inherited from her father instantly released a crescent-like slash. Under Celina’s shocked gaze, it flew in Ira’s direction.

“Ah, that’s why…”

Ira looked at the crescent-shaped sickle and helplessly strengthened the thin needle in his hand with the mana he had deceived from the World Tree and continued, “You have to pay attention to your limit…”

As he spoke, the bright red crescent mana that spun with a huge wind pressure collided with the thin needle that Ira suddenly waved, emitting a crisp and sharp sound, “Ding!!”

Bang!

Accompanied by a soft explosion, the scarlet mana was instantly disintegrated by Ira’s strike. It scattered in the air in an instant and turned into dense red dust.

Under the guilty gaze of Satan Leaf, Ira gently shook the bee sting in his hand and bathed in the scarlet mana. She said, “There’s no need for this expression. Actually, I’ve long expected such a thing to happen. You still have a lot to learn.”

“Oh… yes, Mr. Ira!”

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Vera, who was fiddling with the huge bee’s corpse, seemed to have felt a subtle explosion. She, who was immersed in research, gently raised her head. Realizing that it was the teacher-student segment between Satan Leaf and Ira, she quickly ignored the explosion.

“As expected, the reason why demonic beasts are demonic beasts is not only their intelligence but also their souls?”

Vera muttered to herself, but she could not understand. Did the wisdom of the mind determine the quality of the soul, or did the destined soul determine the upper limit of the mind?

“Be it a worker bee, a soldier bee, or a Queen Bee, their souls can’t be used to refine the Philosopher’s Stone.”

Vera supported her chin with her hand. Because she was a little tired, the thing on her chest was placed on the table by her. She gently tapped the table with her other hand and seemed to be thinking about something.

What was placed on the table was a muddy stone, and what Vera wanted was a colorful stone-like thing, even if such a soul could only be refined into a little residue.

“Sigh, I still don’t understand.”

Vera said helplessly. She casually played with the turbid stone and decided to give this magic stone to the leader of the constructs in the Demon King’s Territory. She sighed, “It’s indeed very difficult to understand alchemy. If only Gurera was here.”

The Gurera that Vera mentioned was the Empire’s palace alchemist. It was worth mentioning that… the Empire’s alchemists were all crazy admirers of Ira.

This was because they would always pursue the manuscript that Ira had drawn out of boredom beyond imagination. There was no lack of fanatics who would shout, “Hehehe! My Lord Ira! How impressive! Hehehe!”

That fanaticism would make people wonder what Ira’s image was in their eyes… Their actions had become material for many bards who lived in taverns to describe the fanatics of the Church.

This was because the entire alchemy lineage was considered a member of the Ira faction. Now that Ira had defected, she did not know if they would be suppressed by the Empire… From her understanding of Isabella, Vera felt that at the very least, they would not be suppressed.

However, it was difficult to say for the other nobles… After all, those guys were nobles!

“I remember that Gurera originally seemed to hate Ira…”

As if thinking of something, Vera looked at the fake Philosopher’s Stone (trash) in her hand… It seemed that some theory of Ira’s had instantly made Gurera a fanatical fan.

What was the theory?

Vera frowned, thinking. She should have an impression. If all else failed, she could ask Ira… although he might not remember what had happened ten years ago.

“Hmm… right!”

It seemed to be…

…

“Hmm? The difference between alchemy and magic? Hmm, for magic, the mana consumed is used to create a magical effect like hot flames or cold ice. It appears out of thin air.”

“However, the mana consumed in alchemy is only a medium, because…”

“Because the essence of alchemy is not making things up, but equivalent exchange?”

Vera thought of what Ira had once said. She seemed to understand something and threw herself into a new round of experiments with bright eyes.