Disciple of Immortal

One week has passed ever since I started training inside the《Distorted World of the Cursed Mirror》.

My level was raised to 1058.

I finally surpassed the 1000th mark.

I’ve been entering the《Distorted World of the Cursed Mirror》 every day along with Lunaire to raise my level.

Naturally, we’re still using our old tactic of firing magic from inside 《Amor Sanctuary》.

But, there was some difference during these few days.

My magic attack has finally left a noticeable wound on those aberration devils.

「Fire Magic, 14th Rank 《Inferno Ball》」

I thrust my sword above as I drew the magic circle.

A crimson fireball whose size surpassed ten meters appeared above me.

Yes, I’ve mastered magic beyond the 10th rank, this is magic that belongs in the superior rank.

This wasn’t the kind of magic which I could fire just anywhere since it causes devastating damage to its surrounding.

On top of being environmentally unfriendly, I might even become the victim of my own magic if I let my mind wander even if it was just for a moment.

But, I see no problem in firing this magic indiscriminately in this 《Distorted World of the Cursed Mirror》.

And since the person inside Lunaire’s 《Amor Sanctuary》 was safe from any damage from the outside, I will be safe as long as this giant fireball didn’t explode inside of this barrier.

My giant fireball then leaped out of the range of 《Amor Sanctuary》’s barrier and then exploded in the middle of the crowd of devils.

The moment it exploded, the outside of Lunaire’s barrier was covered by crimson colored flames.

That flame burned numerous devils.

Yes, the reason this 《Inferno Ball》 magic was a pain in the ass was solely because of its vast AOE damage which made it impractical.

But this skill allowed me to land a sure hit on those aberration devils in spite of my lower level.

I shifted my attention towards the devils who happened to be in the center of the《Inferno Ball》’s explosion.

It was a monster with an ominous appearance, it has four mouths, two noses, and three eyes on its huge head.

One part of its face was burnt black.

‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐

Race：＄）うｊ～Ｌ

Ｌｖ ：3012

ＨＰ ：14478/15361

ＭＰ ：15578/15662

‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐

Yup, I managed to land around 1000 damage on it.

Though the devils in this place were extremely tenacious thanks to their outstanding healing rate, 1000 damage was enough for me to gain a battle contribution which means more EXP for me.

And by the way, my current weapon wasn’t 《The Fool’s Magic Sword》.

I realized that sword was too light after my level surpassed 500.

The weapon I use right now is a black long sword.

‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐

【Demon Sword Deis】《Value ：Phantasmal》

Physical Attack ：+1100

Magic Power ：+1000

A demon sword created by the gathering of multiple first class blacksmiths of the human race for the Demon King of Despair around 500 years ago.

Though it was said to be able to kill anyone who wasn’t its chosen wielder, In the end even one of its blacksmith was possessed by 《Deis》 and killed everyone on sight.

Asides from its performance, it was filled to the brim with high-density mana.

Though the《Demon Sword Deis》fell into the human hands after the defeat of the Demon King of Despair, the grudge, and malice of the Demon King who resides in the sword said to be able to kill its wielder immediately.

‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐‐

Even though it had a bit of a sinister history, it was just the right sword for my current stats. Although the sword was quite heavy, our current strategy hasn’t changed and I was still firing magic within the barrier. The time to use this sword has yet to come.

On another note when I asked Lunaire about the Demon King of Despair’s curse in this sword, her reply was 『It’s nothing, that guy is far weaker than me after all』.

Should I say… as expected of my Master here?

I mean in her case, it was just like me not being scared of wielding a sword loaded with goblin’s malice.

I guess there was no problem as long as I’m beside Lunaire when I used this sword.

I caught the small bottle that was passed by Lunaire, gulped down its content at once, and threw it on the ground.

Yup, it’s 《Ether》.

《Inferno Ball》 wasn’t a kind of fuel-efficient magic.

I mean just today, I… … already emptied thirty bottles of 《Ether》.

I stroked my slightly bulging belly, and then took a stance with the《Demon Sword Deis》.

「《Inferno Ball》」

The area outside of barrier was once again enveloped by scorching hell-fire.

Lunaire’s 《Graviburn》 ‘s black light then squashed the devils who were still enveloped by the crimson flame.

We went back to Lunaire’s hut after the end of our leveling session.

Today was the rare day where I managed to return safely without ever using 《Ouroboros Ring》’s effect.

Nowadays, I somehow managed to learn a type of escape art that buys time for me as Lunaire re-activates her barrier after I get revived by 《Ouroboros Ring》.

Thus avoiding the so called consecutive death-revive loop.

「…. Are you alright? I never thought that we had been doing this for ten hours straight.」

「Sorry master am I… troubling you?」

「Nope, I don’t mind at all, the problem is your mental state…. Can you still hold on?」

「I’m accustomed to this now, I mean I don’t feel any particular strain in my body, both physical and mental fatigue seem to be blown away by the ether’s intoxication too.」

「I see….」

It seems that Lunaire was slightly bewildered when she heard my reply.

… I also realized that nowadays I’m slowly turning into something terrifying.

「T-That way of thinking might be closer to an undead like me rather than a human. Please be very careful after you leave this place since it might turn into something really troublesome if you’ve gotten used to those types of thoughts.」

I suddenly glanced at Lunaire’s profile.

Her eyes opened wider than usual, her lips were slightly upturned.

「Master, you seem to be happy somewhat?」

「A-AS IF! I’M REALLY ANGRY YOU KNOW!」

「NO WAY!… M-My apologies!」

I just wanted to say what I saw since she seemed to be happy somewhat but… I somehow received vehement opposition.

After that, Lunaire was patting her own face for a while as if to check something.