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No matter how much this body is based on Beelzebub’s magic core rather than Belphegor or Belerze,

as my clone, it’s fundamentally possible for me to possess others, which is a core aspect of Belphegor.

Of course, it’s quite a difficult task that requires a lot of magical power, and more importantly, I can only possess someone who trusts me as much as Lucius does.

Considering the assistance of Spirit Celcius,

and Liriez’s faith in me,

it all adds up to something manageable.

“I, Hero Bearnes, shall free you from your corruption.”

Just like I did with Lucius, I grasped the Holy Sword and pointed it forward.

No, it’s the Holy Spear.

Since Liriez originally used a spear as her main weapon, I transformed the shape of the Holy Sword into that of a spear.

Specifically, it took on the form of the original ‘Trident’, a three-pronged spear.

“Waves, arise!”

As I swung the Holy Spear forward, a torrent of water swept toward Bearnes.

Bearnes twisted her body in an attempt to evade my attack, but the wave had already reached her.

Pusshhhh!

“Ahhhhh!!”

Bearnes screamed in agony.

As the exposed tattoo of Satan washed away with the waves of the spear, white smoke began to rise from her body.

“No, this is impossible…! How could the Demon Lord’s magic…?”

“Because I’m a Hero!”

I tossed the Trident over my shoulder and shouted,

“Spears, more Tridents!”

The waves spiraled in front of the Trident, and when I threw it in a twisted motion, Barbarador was startled, swinging his staff wildly.

“Summon! Flames of Magyom!”

“Ge…henna…!!”

Bearnes, with eyes still tinged orange, did not retreat even with the Holy Spear thrown at her.

Though my attack was aimed at the Barbarador behind her, he hid behind Bearnes, using her as a human shield.

“Drive—!”

Flames from the Magyom that I had only heard about through reports erupted in a circular fashion around Bearnes.

Enveloped by the sphere of flames, Bearnes reached out her hand toward me, and soon the flames began to scatter in all directions.

“Where do you think you’re going!”

Did they think I couldn’t use the power of the Holy Sword just because I tossed the Trident?

I kicked off the air, channeling magical power into the steam above.

“Tsunami, arise!”

Swoosh!

A vast cloud sprawled in the air like a wave.

The flames of Magyom, along with the fortress, were blocked by the curtain of waves, turning into white smoke.

“W-what are you doing! General Barbarador! Are you planning to kill us too?”

“Kek, shut up! Capturing the Hero is the priority! You’ll come back anyway!”

“If the power of the Holy Sword defeats me, then—huff…!”

One soldier hastily covered his mouth, but my intuition was sharp.

“Is it true that if I’m killed by the Holy Sword, I can’t resurrect? Or will there be limitations on my resurrection?”

“Ugh…!”

“Either way, I can’t just let you who were resurrected by Satan go free!”

I created a veil of steam in the air and jumped high.

The tip of the Trident was already revolving in a spiral, trying to pierce Bearnes’s barrier, and I aligned my body with the trajectory of the Trident.

“I will pierce through!”

Swoosh—!

Waves crashed behind me as my body surged toward Bearnes.

I extended one leg forward, channeling power into my toes, meeting the tip of the Trident perfectly.

Kagagak!!

“Ughhh…!!”

Smoke began to pour out faster from Bearnes’s barrier.

The blade of the Trident, digging into the barrier, and the flames of Gehenna were engaged in a tug-of-war of magical power, but by propelling the Trident from behind, the fire within the barrier began to diminish.

But—

“Kieek!!”

Barbarador screamed as he violently shook his staff.

Then the flames of Gehenna reignited, and Bearnes’s tattoos began to glow red.

“Ah, ahhh!!”

As if burning her life force and turning it into magical power, the flames of Magyom engulfed the Trident.

The flames of Gehenna that coated the spear began to melt it in reverse, much like ice succumbing to intense heat.

And then—

Clang!

With the sound of shattering glass, the Trident was destroyed.

“Khehih! Truly, this is the power of the Demon Lord! A mere Hero can—”

“Holy Angle.”

Already,

the leg I stretched forward was glowing with ice like a spear, shining brilliantly.

“Versephia—kick!”

Using the full power of Celcius, I embedded the Trident created from the boot that reached my thighs into Bearnes’s abdomen.

“Ku-hack!”

Bearnes expelled flames of Gehenna from her mouth, and I shoved her downwards.

“W-what?!”

For an instant, I faced Barbarador and lightly mocked him, flicking my fingers to create a stream of water.

Slash.

“Urrgh!!”

As the water whip sliced through Barbarador’s arm, it tightly wrapped around his staff.

In an instant, the water ensnared the staff like a serpent, and as it tightened, I succeeded in slamming Bearnes to the ground.

Splash—!!

The waves remaining on the ground acted as a cushion.

Just before Bearnes crashed entirely to the ground, I barely managed to protect her body with the water that was soaking the ground.

“Ah, cough, haah…!!”

Bearnes groaned in agony, radiating light.

As soon as I shattered the staff Barbarador was controlling, the tattoos etched by Satan glowed red and flickered between orange and red.

“Bearnes!”

I pounced on top of Bearnes.

Seizing her wrists firmly to prevent her from moving, I pressed my body weight down on her.

“Look at me straight, Mercenary King Bearnes!!”

“Ah, ahh…!”

“The shock of losing the Holy Sword must be huge! But you can still be defeated! Five hundred years ago, six heroes lost to the Demon Lord!”

Losing to the Demon Lord isn’t something to be ashamed of.

Right now, the fundamental reason Bearnes is brainwashed is simple.

She’s ashamed and guilty for losing to the Demon Lord and being stripped of the Holy Sword.

“The Moon Goddess will never disillusion you!”

“Ah…”

“Snap out of it!”

“It’s no use—!!”

Above in the sky,

Barbarador, still flapping wings of Gehenna’s flames, mocked me while propping up the severed end of his arm with fire.

“Did you think the staff was the controller? How unfortunate! The one controlling Bearnes’s brainwashing is me!”

“What…!”

“Kekek! Foolish girl! You should have targeted the heart, not the arm!”

Flames burst out.

Barbarador’s body was engulfed in the flames of Gehenna.

“I am reborn through the grace of Demon King Satan! I am the demon of Gehenna reborn through the flames of Magyom!”

The hunched imp vanished, and Barbarador began to transform into a massive flame demon several meters tall.

“Kehh, you lot can’t—”

Kwahhhh—!!

A giant green beam shot out from the magical firearm.

Barbarador, infused with the flames of Gehenna, was instantly engulfed by the beam, disintegrating into nothingness.

[Aha! Caught helplessly! This is the main gun of Mobile Fortress Mamon, King God General Mamon Gun!]

“…….”

Endymion’s laughter burst forth through the external speaker.

I wanted to question why they hadn’t used such a powerful weapon until now, but—

[It’s a one-time use! Good luck to you all!]

…Using it just once to take out the enemy commander was more than enough.

I felt some power influencing Bearnes gradually diminish and quickly lowered my face toward her.

“Bearnes. From now on, I will pull you out myself.”

I said.

“I’m sorry!”

Then I pressed my lips against Bearnes’s.

“?!?!?!”

Bearnes’s eyes widened in an instant.

But before she even had a chance to turn her head away, the water streaming down grabbed Bearnes’s head and rendered her unable to move.

Splash.

I channeled magical power into Bearnes’s body.

Perhaps because of the flames of Gehenna, her insides were extremely hot, and the heat made it nearly impossible for my magic to advance.

But I had to find her.

Bearnes, buried deep within Satan’s brainwashing, bound by the power of Flamberge even after handing it over.

Crack.

To ensure Bearnes could not resist, I linked fingers, holding her hands tightly to immobilize her.

At the same time, I pressed my body tightly against hers to pin her down.

Squirm.

To suppress her thrashing legs below, I shoved my knees between Bearnes’s thighs, pushing my body even closer as I pressed against her entire form.

‘Where could you be?’

While channeling my magic through Bearnes’s whole body, I erased the traces of Flamberge with the waves of the Trident.

Slowly, the magic from Satan that lingered on Bearnes’s skin began to fade, and her pupils gradually started to clear.

‘Just look at me.’

Bearnes’s dazed gaze was fixated solely on me, and I became her ‘Blue Moon.’

‘If you think the Moon Goddess is not by your side, believe I am beside you.’

In her eyes, two sparkling Blue Moons were probably suspended like deep, radiant ocean hues.

“…….”

Bearnes’s magical power gradually began to resonate with mine.

As the magic I infused within her slowly made contact, the powers of water and fire began to intertwine and slip away.

As ice melts under intense heat, the water began to splash, and Bearnes’s fiercely burning flames began to taper off into mere embers.

Splash, splash.

Bearnes, clutching my hand, began to tremble.

Toward her, who was wandering like a lost child, I smiled warmly with my eyes and wrapped her magic completely.

The flames that had permeated her eyes, Gehenna’s flames, gradually subsided.

And her eyes, now reflecting a color different from when I first saw her, began to sharpen, resembling a shade of bright red.

“…Hah.”

I lifted my head.

Though Bearnes’s eyes were still dazed, I felt certain.

“…Hello?”

“……Witch, is it you…?”

“Hehe. Correct.”

I greeted the awakened Bearnes with a bright smile.

“Good morning.”

A morning kiss on the forehead as a bonus.

 

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