I Have been Reincarnated As a Lazy, Arrogant Noble, but When I Destroyed The Scenario Through Effort, I Became The Most Powerful With Extraordinary Magical Power - 79

Chapter 79 – Devastation

The monsters encountered in forests and dungeons always come at humans with the unconditional intention to kill.

The reason I couldn’t care less. When I think of it as a game, it’s just lines of code.

But this world is reality.

And what comes through from the monsters is resentment.

They can’t stand that a stronger race is flourishing. But that’s the same for me.

“Giiaaaggaa—”

“Get lost.”

Alan and I were at the forefront, exterminating monsters more than anyone else.

Gigantic and ferocious monsters aren’t only strong in attack power, but also in defense.

However, the Ancient Magic Items are coated in magic, making their sharpness extremely effective.

Flesh doesn’t cling, it doesn’t get stained with oil; it just cuts through the limbs and necks of monsters like threading a needle.

“Wow…”

“Don’t get lost in thought! They’re coming one after another!”

The soldiers of Bruno are not weak. Some of them are skilled knights.

However, it seems they have less training specifically focused on dealing with monsters like we do.

They seem to be struggling against the gigantic monsters.

And as expected, Alan was moving even better than when we fought in the tournament.

“Body Enhancement Power-Up—Haah!”

He mimicked Duke’s magic, deftly slicing off the monsters’ heads like a gymnast.

He can’t give his all for his sake. He’s the protagonist who prioritizes others more than anyone else. In a sense, maybe he’s just right for this deceiving and malicious Noblesse Oblige.

“Nell’s special move! Rain of May Showering from the Sky!”

And just like us, Nell ignored the chain of command and arrived later.

As seen in the tournament, it’s apparently a magic specialized for dealing with large numbers.

The rain pouring down on the monsters inflicts significant damage.

Even if it’s not a fatal blow, weakening them is enough for our allies to finish them off.

I’ve learned the advantage of a battlefield different from before.

“Debbie!”

“Yeah, it’s time.”

Devi is already summoned. The two of us put our hands on the ground.

While I usually draw out complicated spells in my head, Devi shortens them for me, making the activation faster.

This time, the focus is on restoring magic and healing wounds.

—Blessing of Healing and Impulse of Destruction.

“Oh, a blessing of light!”

Without me noticing, Boudic, who was fighting on the front lines, smiled as he saw my magic.

His sword, like Darius’s, is stained with monster blood.

Perhaps his main focus is not on sharpness, but on striking power. I’ve never seen a monster writhing in agony like this.

Noticing my magic amidst the chaos of battle, he must truly be an A-rank adventurer.

Glancing behind me, I see Sylvia and the others dealing with the monsters we missed.

They must not have known who was fighting whom, but it seems they’re not allowing them to invade the country.

“Alan, don’t go too far ahead.”

“Yeah, got it!”

The monsters’ advance temporarily stopped.

They probably recognized us as enemies and realized they can’t move forward without eliminating us.

But that’s convenient for us.

Gigantic cyclops, golems, magical wolves, magical hounds, snakes, and other bizarre creatures are all baring their fangs at humans.

“Is this all?”

Their numbers are many, but individually they’re not much.

They’re ultimately mindless monsters.

From my perspective, knowing the original story, one could say they exist just to be vanquished by humans.

So, dealing with them logically should be enough.

Each monster has its own pattern.

Avoid their attacks two or three times, and you’ll quickly understand.

It seems Alan also understood by instinct. Attacks that gave him trouble once were easily evaded the second time.

Seriously, this protagonist’s growth rate is cheat-level!

“Fancent-kun, the monsters’ condition—”

But everything going smoothly is an ominous pattern in fictional works.

No exception here, it seems the same in this world.

“—Anger?”

Just like with Siren’s golem, anger is limited to specific individuals.

It’s actually quite a rare occurrence.

But to my surprise, all the monsters surrounding us have started to turn red.

This is a clear sign of anger.

“W-Why… Uwaahhhhh!”

“Sh-Shit, what’s going on!”

“D-Don’t give up!”

These monsters were already huge to begin with. Their stat increases are immense.

Their speed has nearly tripled, and their attack and defense are also similarly heightened.

“Stay firm, soldiers! Fuuunuraaahhh!”

Boudic rallied our wavering morale.

While Bruno also has commanders, this vast country is so formidable that other nations wouldn’t attack it unless something extraordinary happened.

They were bathing in lukewarm water. This might be one of the reasons why Stamped trampled them in the original story.

And at this moment, it seems they’ve realized this is where they must stand their ground.

When Cecil gives commands, the remaining members… they all start fighting at the forefront like us.

“Roaaarrr!”

The next moment, the huge cyclops in front of us strikes a fellow cyclops.

Only one person can do this—

“I’ve controlled it! The ones not glowing red are my monsters!”

It’s difficult to control as much magical energy as the total amount.

Hah, that Orion guy, he’s really been growing steadily, hasn’t he!

“Wow, you controlled such a huge monster.”

“The girl’s doing her best too, you guys better stay focused!”

“Y-Yeah!”

Thanks to Orion’s passive, the soldiers’ morale is boosted. There’s no need to correct that.

“Ha, nice, nice. It’s pretty fun fighting gigantic monsters!”

And then Duke.

He’s equipped with an Ancient Magic Item on his fists. It looks similar to the previous Knuckle Kaiser, but it seems he’s now able to channel his internal magic into his fists.

A hybrid of his natural strength and magical power, a strong strike, no,—

“Ha! Did it improve the ventilation?”

It’s not that simple. When he strikes, holes appear in the monsters’ bodies.

Laughing uncontrollably at the absurd power.

Cynthia was cutting down monsters with her ice sword, Glass Ace.

She hasn’t used the Ancient Magic Item yet.

Presumably, she prioritized weapons she’s more accustomed to using rather than makeshift ones.

Lillith is enchanting her throwing knives with magic, nimbly moving around and accurately targeting the monsters’ eyes.

There’s nothing easier to hit than a blinded monster.

They’re all fighting in ways that suit them and that they understand they should be doing.

Shari is doing something similar, providing support from the rear while using magical traps to assist everyone.

Everyone is showing the results of their training. Not a single person is making any unnecessary movements.

It hasn’t been that long since the Calamity, but honestly, I’m amazed by their growth rate.

But—

“Dark Rain of Darkness—Unnatural Wall.”

I haven’t lost either.

I make dark rain fall from the sky. The spell has already been improved.

Dealing damage to enemies and granting protection to allies.

The bodies of the wounded soldiers are healing. At the same time, a magical cannon is fired from the Unnatural Wall that I conjured in the air.

After the tournament, I’ve also grown stronger.

The monsters are not decreasing at all, but there’s a certain joy in it.

It seems like they’re savoring the pleasure of continuous combat that feels eternal.

“That guy, he’s laughing…”

“He’s insane, but dependable.”

Haha, it’s interesting, interesting.

Come on, bring it on more, make me suffer more—!

“Nya, nyaaahhh!?”

At that moment, Nell screamed. Simultaneously, soldiers were blown into the air—

—What’s going on?

Pushing through the monsters and stepping forward, there stood—demonkin!?

No, this is… an imitation, maybe.

“Ugh, no wayyy. Th-that’s Beryl, the bounty head! W-why like this!?”

Boudic was the first to notice and halted the soldiers.

“Step back. That guy is an imitation of a demonkin…”

I saw someone like this before, like Bhutan, with tanned skin and probably over two meters tall.

But the black horns rising from the exciting head told me it’s an imitation…

Alan, realizing that, stood beside me.

He seemed to be widening his eyes at seeing it for the first time.

“Is he… human?”

“Alan, don’t let your guard down. That guy is—”

An imitation of a demonkin is like a disease that suddenly emerged a few hundred years after the Catastrophe.

One day, black horns start growing from a human’s head.

But those who turn into imitation demonkin are just scoundrels. The cause is unknown, but I know.

Evil and magic intertwine, and it’s brought about by the hands of the demonkin.

In simple terms, you can think of them as modified humans.

…In other words, this Stamped isn’t a coincidence, is it?

And the moment they become imitation demonkin, they get a debuff that boosts all their abilities…

Why not a buff? That’s because they lose their rationality.

They become stronger at the cost of losing their self-awareness.

That’s why it’s imitation demonkin…

This is also a sign that the main story of Noblesse Oblige is progressing.

Damn it.

And the biggest feature is gaining magic similar to the demonkin.

That’s what imitation…

“Aga… Aga?”

“――Back off!”

At my words, everyone tenses up.

Magic has individual characteristics. Like my darkness, Cynthia’s ice.

When they become imitation demonkin, their former stats rise, and their magical attributes evolve explosively.

Beryl, the bounty head. I know about this guy.

His specialty was… an attack that disperses magic.

In other words, an explosion…

――Boommm!

The next moment, the massive monster scatters.

Fragments of flesh fly like bullets, raining down on numerous soldiers, piercing through flesh and bones.

“Arghh!”

“Guuahh!”

Injured soldiers scream. Some lost limbs from that attack.

For this guy, monsters are like substitutes for bombs.

The bigger, the more explosive power, probably.

This place is like a moving minefield.

But…

“This world is becoming more like Noblesse, isn’t it?”

I raised my sword. The demonkin should use more abilities.

Being scared of an imitation won’t let me move forward.

And there’s a high chance they’re nearby.

If that’s the case, I need to eliminate this one immediately.

This is the Noblesse Oblige I know.

I will absolutely not lose.