All Free Online ~ Người Chơi Mạnh Nhất Tài Năng Tầm Thường Tự Xưng Là Kẻ Đạo Đức Giả Trong Vrmmo - Chương 10: Kẻ ngụy thiện và Raid Rally trung thiên Phần 10

From somewhere came the echo of a grand orchestra.

A captivating melody playing within, a mystical piece of music that stirred the hearts of all who listened.

That very thing was my magic, the Melody Source Eternal Performance Troupe.

It was a magic meant for prolonged battles, capable of altering the tide of war through notes that birthed countless buffs and debuffs.

"What the hell... is this grating sound!"

"It sounds that way to you right now, doesn't it? To us, this is a gospel; to you, it is a requiem. The debuff effect is working splendidly too, so you'll likely weaken bit by bit."

"Guh, damn it, how annoying!"

Originally, the drawback of such performance-type buffs was that they could be hindered through direct interference.

Yet what was being played through magic was an auditory illusion, impossible to prevent.

Even if one tried to block out the sound, this magic transmitted vibrations directly to the opponent's soul and spirit.

No matter how elevated an existence the opponent might be, solely those words would be conveyed...

"Remil."

"Hah."

"I am going to prepare the second magic, so hold out a little longer. I'd worry otherwise, so endure it with zero damage."

"Leave it to me."

Even if the opponent was a formidable foe hosting an apostle of a false evil god, I imposed harsh demands.

That was precisely what made a vassal a vassal, and doing even more than that was what vassals did.

To the flying equipment that had previously been only a shield, weapons like swords and spears began to mingle.

Every single one of them emitted the effects of martial arts, activating some manner of ability.

"Finally going to attack, are you? Come on, I'll blow the whole lot away!"

"No, this is not an attack. Refusing any and all interference directed toward Lord Mels—that is my mission."

"......Then fine. I'll break everything!"

"That is why──I will not allow it."

Remil was a professional at defense.

Possessing countless defensive abilities, she was capable of precisely blocking an opponent's attacks no matter what weapon they used.

As for recast times and the like, she possessed the ability to instantly conclude them, limited exclusively to defensive martial arts.

Since today's performance also included a buff to shorten those times, it was shortened further to almost zero.

Normally, this would form an atrocious combo where she could continuously steal physical strength values using the Plunder series of effects to defend infinitely... but that was currently under restrictions.

Even so, Remil persevered and continued to block.

She took not a single speck of damage, sustaining the battle line by activating martial arts through one of her buffs, automatic recovery.

──Yet, naturally, there was a limit to it.

"Kuh..."

"Look, look, look! Hurry up and get out of the way, I'm going to kill you, Mels!"

"Ah, you remembered. But sorry, right now I'm going by the name Mel. I imagine it's difficult for that completely insufficient brain of yours to memorize new names, but do your best to try and remember──"

"You've been provoking people instead of talking this whole time!!"

Ah, it seemed I had done it again.

The number of attacks directed at Remil increased, and her activation of martial arts grew insufficient.

Was this her limit, surely?

Though Remil herself bore not a single scratch, the durability of her arms and armor must have been reaching its limit soon.

It was time to swap out──to signal that, I constructed a sturdy barrier to block the onslaught of evil energy.

From Raven's perspective, it was one of those memories that made the blood boil just recalling it.

As if to prove that, she transformed from fairy-sized to witch-sized.

...The fact that she did not return to her normal size was perhaps proof that she was different from the past.

"Remil, thank you for your hard work. You really did your best for my sake."

"Y-Yes... but, well, it doesn't look like you've fully recovered yet."

"No, this much is plenty. Thanks to Remil, I was able to recover safely... There, there, thank you."

Though there was a slight difference in height, I stood on tiptoe and patted Remil's head.

While feeling warmed by the shy and happy reaction she gave, I began to knead my magical power.

"Hey, Raven, you probably can't kill me... but is this really fine?"

"......What is?"

「Ngươi chỉ là con rối, là nô lệ của thần linh. Dù có mất đi ký ức thì sự tồn tại ấy vẫn bị sao chép, và dù bao nhiêu lần đi nữa, ngươi cũng sẽ được sinh ra để tàn sát kẻ giống như ta. Ngươi hiểu rõ chứ? Rằng hoàn cảnh hiện tại của bản thân vốn chẳng hề tự do chút nào.」

「Chắc là vậy đấy…… Nhưng thì sao chứ? Giết ngươi, hay giết những kẻ không phải ngươi, đều là tâm nguyện của ta! Giết kẻ ngu muội và dâng hiến cho tà thần mới là điều ta phải làm!」

Đôi mắt ấy vẩn đục nhưng lại sáng rực.

Đó dường như vừa là di chí, vừa là ý chí do Raven định đoạt—một thứ trông có vẻ [mâu thuẫn] nhưng lại hoàn toàn thành lập.

「Ra vậy, vậy thì đành chịu thôi. Về phần mình, ta đã muốn ngươi vì cảm động trước tín niệm của ta mà dừng chiến tranh lại…… nhưng xem ra không được nhỉ.」

「Hiển nhiên rồi. Nghe đây, kẻ ngu muội. Dù ngươi có sở hữu sức mạnh lớn đến đâu, hay dùng bất cứ thủ đoạn nào đi nữa, vẫn có những kẻ không thể cứu vãn.…… Nhớ lấy điều đó trước khi chết đấy.」

「Hừ, ta sẽ không chết đâu. Dù không thể cứu được ngươi, vẫn còn rất nhiều người có thể được cứu. Để cứu những con người đó, ta sẽ mãi là chính ta.」

Chuẩn bị đã hoàn tất, giờ thì đây thực sự là hồi kết.

Nâng cao độ tinh khiết của ma lực, chuẩn bị đủ lượng ma lực có thể phát động── và tuyên cáo.

──“Thần phong xuy khiết tận lai tử binh”