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The Villainous Noble Who Kept Rewinding After Death: The Story Somehow Changed When I Committed Suicide

Chapter 243: Nom Nom!

“Such peace~”

“Peace, huh…?”

After Fiera and the others had been fighting for a while, Sephiria and Shuvina, having finished setting up the barrier to protect the town and its people as planned, found themselves with nothing to do. So, they began to snack on fruits and bread they had bought nearby while relaxing.

That said, since there were no people around the nearby buildings or stalls, they had just taken what they wanted and left some money behind.

In this situation, as Shuvina looked at the peaceful scene, Sephiria caught sight of Dōna happily playing with the knights, who were desperately trying to escape from her.

“Ahaha! Go go!”

“Waaaaah!!!”

“Gyaaah!!!”

What echoed through the air were Dōna’s adorable laughter and the horrified screams of men, as they were currently engaged in a life-or-death game of tag.

“I got you!”

“Higya?! This is bad…”

“Nom nom! Look! Another one got eaten!! Run away, run away—ahhahaha!”

As another knight was caught and devoured, the initial 60 knights dwindled down to about 10.

“What on earth is that?”

“What do you mean by ‘that’?”

“The thing Dōna is riding on.”

“Oh, you mean that.”

What Sephiria was referring to was the giant cat currently perched on Dōna’s head, the very monster from which the knights were fleeing in terror.

“That’s the ‘Mandala Cat’ created by Dōna using intertwined plant vines and flowers with magic.”

“A cat that symbolizes angels, huh? What abilities does it have?”

“It has two abilities. The first is that it releases a strong scent with hallucination and confusion effects from its body. Anyone who breathes it in, without resistance, will go wild like that.”

“I see. That’s why the moment Dōna summoned that cat, no one tried to attack, and instead, everyone started running away in fear.”

“Exactly. The second ability allows it to absorb nutrients from its prey, enabling it to continue functioning without consuming magic power after its initial use.”

“That sounds incredible. So theoretically, if it keeps consuming something, it can operate indefinitely with just one use?”

“Yes. However, this time, I’ve specifically told Dōna not to use that ability. Because if she did, it would mean killing the knights against Lewis’s orders, and also, Dōna wouldn’t have to use magic after the first time, so it wouldn’t aid in her diet.”

The goal this time was simply to capture the knights alive and help Dōna with her diet. Hence, Shuvina had instructed Dōna in advance about not killing them and to utilize magic more.

Of course, it would be absurd to mention that it was for diet purposes. Instead, she explained that if Dōna killed even one, Lewis would end up disliking her, and Dōna easily accepted that reasoning.

Afterward, Dōna and the knights continued their game of tag until she got bored. Finally, after a few dozen minutes, Dōna ended the hellish game of tag satisfied.

Meanwhile, Sonia and Sajibel, who had started fighting a little further away from Dōna’s tag arena, were surprisingly in a situation where Sajibel was attacking relentlessly.

“What’s the matter? You’ve been running away the whole time!!”

As the Knight Order Leader, Sajibel was skilled with swords and used a heavy great sword to continuously attack Sonia without giving her a chance to counter.

(Huh. Not bad.)

However, only Sajibel thought Sonia had no room for retaliation. In reality, Sonia was perfectly dodging all of his sword strikes.

(I let him attack first to gauge his strength, and he was exactly the right match for me. This is good practice.)

Sonia wasn’t unable to retaliate; she was correcting her movements by dodging Sajibel’s attacks, using the opportunity to improve her less-skilled close combat abilities.

(Like Lewis said, experiencing things firsthand is indeed different. He’s really something.)

After the martial arts tournament when Sonia fought Sharueina, Lewis had advised her about the “Dark Pursuer.”

What he had told her was, “You lack enough experience in close combat, so even if you mimic movements, your attacks are simplistic. First, you should understand close combat yourself. That way, your imitation will become more refined.”

Since then, whenever she had the time, Sonia had been practicing with Fiera and Sharueina, gradually honing her ability to execute movements perfectly suited to her.

“I heard you’re a descendant of the first sage of the Magic Kingdom, but it seems you’re just this much after all! Wizards are nothing without closing the distance and making their magic work!”

“Hehe. You’re the foolish one. Rather, shouldn’t you be the one to be ashamed of this situation?”

“What did you say?”

“How much do you need to avoid my attacks as a wizard? You might think you’re at an advantage, but according to your own logic, since you haven’t managed to hit me even once in close combat, it shows just how inadequate a knight you are!”

“Ugh! You’re cheeky! Don’t underestimate me, you little brat!”

Sajibel twisted his face and swung the great sword with all his might toward Sonia.

“Hehe. You’re getting emotional; it seems I hit the nail on the head. You really shouldn’t get so worked up in battle like that. The person who remains the calmest wins the fight, you know?”

However, stepping forward to meet Sajibel’s incoming blade, Sonia dodged it and slipped into his guard, touching his armor before whispering a magic incantation.

“‘Gravity Rebound.’”

“Gah?!”

“Dōna! Extra snacks!”

“Huh? Okay! Nom nom!”

Sent flying backward by Sonia’s Gravity Rebound, Sajibel was eaten by Dōna’s cat, and all the knights found themselves inside the belly of the Mandala Cat.

“Phew. That was good exercise.”

As a result, Sajibel ended up being nothing more than a practice partner for Sonia and was never seen as an opponent from start to finish.

Meanwhile, in another location, Harlan and Fiera were engaged in battle. However, Harlan found himself unable to match Fiera’s skills and was merely a plaything for her to test her techniques.

“‘Fireball!’”

“………”

“Damn it! Why can’t my magic hit?!”

Whenever Harlan unleashed magic, Fiera casually deflected all of it with an odd technique.

Perhaps due to witnessing such a scene repeatedly, the initial arrogance Harlan had towards her began to show signs of panic and anger.

“All of my ‘Fireballs,’ ‘Wind Bullets,’ and ‘Thunder Rains’—why can’t any of my spells land? Why is that? You! What did you do?!”

“Hm? As you can see, I’m just deflecting them.”

“That is precisely what I can’t comprehend! What principle allows magic to flow past your body?!”

It wasn’t surprising that Harlan couldn’t grasp this. The spells he cast were neither negated nor dodged, they merely grazed Fiera’s limbs like leaves dropping into water, simply drifting away behind her or to the ground.

“This is an application technique of fighting spirit called ‘Sakura Flow Royal.’ It’s said to gently soothe the flow of fighting spirit, allowing one to deflect magic or attacks. I don’t quite get the complicated stuff, though.”

The “Sakura Flow Royal” that Fiera used was one of the techniques Lewis had taught her, enabling her to deflect both magic and physical attacks by enveloping her in a calming state of fighting spirit.

The original fighting spirit creates a fierce aura that can generate tremendous offensive and defensive capabilities.

However, conversely, if that aura is calmed like flowing water, the magic and physical attacks glide off its surface as if they were leaves dropping into water, allowing evasion naturally.

“That’s why I can do this.”

As Harlan couldn’t believe Fiera’s words, he cast another spell in frustration, but as soon as Fiera touched it, the spell changed direction and flew back towards Harlan himself.

“Wha?! ‘Defense!’”

Harlan hastily cast his defensive spell to shield himself, but since he was more proficient in offensive magic, he couldn’t fully defend against it and ended up injured by his own spell.

“Gah! What just happened?!”

“Sakura Flow Royal, ‘Moon Mirror.’ A technique that deflects anything that touches the aura.”

Water is, after all, a natural mirror.

Water reflects and reveals everything.

The Moon Mirror of the Sakura Flow Royal was created with such water imagery and had the capability to reflect whatever touched the aura, maintaining its power.

“This is monstrous…”

“Now that I’ve confirmed the effectiveness of the technique, you’re done here.”

“Huh? …Gah?!”

After carefully testing out the newly learned technique from Lewis, Fiera approached Harlan, who had lost all fighting spirit after calling her a monster, and unleashed a full-force kick to his abdomen.

“Mm. That felt refreshing. But, I really want to see El soon.”

Watching Harlan fly off toward the royal castle, Fiera smiled contentedly, as if the stress built up from not being able to see Lewis had been relieved.

After that, once Sonia, who had also finished fighting, reunited with Shuvina and the others who had been waiting, they all headed toward the royal castle together.

 

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