I Reincarnated as a Villainous Noble and Want to Enjoy a Laid-Back Harem Life – I Have No Intention of Getting Involved in the Main Story, Just Want to Live Comfortably with My Female Slaves, but Everyone Around Me Keeps Treating Me Like a Hero - Chapter 2.13

At the very moment that voice was uttered—

“…Oh?”

A surge of magical energy erupted into the air.

“A mere shameless wench… yet you, an elf of such disgraceful conduct, dare to radiate such overwhelming power?”

I cast my gaze upon the elf at the center of the disturbance, a smirk playing upon my lips.

“Y-Your Majesty!?”

“Step back at once!”

The situation had clearly escalated beyond normalcy.

The royal guards swiftly moved to stand before Her Majesty.

“Stand down. I shall handle this—”

Yet, Her Majesty did not yield. Instead, she took a step forward, directly confronting the elf.

“Step aside. From this moment forth, this shall be my stage alone.”

With those words, I arrogantly parted my lips.

“…Hah.”

“My stage alone? You dare claim this as your domain? Do not jest. This is my battlefield. You, a mere human, have no right to claim dominance here. You shall squeal before me like a swine.”

“Hmph. Foolish creature. You have merely danced within the palm of my hand, and you think yourself victorious?”

“I possess everything I need. Your deductions were indeed impressive. But allow me to show you—wit alone is insufficient in this world. Do you understand now, foolish little boy?”

“Hah! Arrogant, impudent woman. Yet, I do not entirely detest such defiance.”

“That sentiment is mutual.”

A brief yet sharp exchange of words.

“…”

Now then, you insignificant mortal—release Lloyd.

“…”

Lowering the sword I had pointed at her, I instead unleashed my own magical power.

“…!”

“So this is the magic stolen from the World Tree? How utterly pitiful.”

Both its quantity and its quality—

I surpassed her in both. After all, from the moment I was born into this body, the magical energy contained within me had already exceeded that of the World Tree’s spirits.

How could one who had stolen merely a fragment of that power possibly stand against me?

One’s magical capacity is determined at birth.

That fact alone was enough to prove how much of a genius Lloyd was—he had been born with magic beyond human limits.

“…Monster.”

“What is the matter? Are you ready to submit, Elf?”

“As if I would ever submit! Do not underestimate me…! I am Hamenos, the one who shall plunge the Elven Kingdom into utter chaos!”

“Is that so? Very well, Elf. I shall remember your name.”

“Stop calling me ‘Elf’!”

“Hah. Quite rich, coming from one who was wandering around stark naked.”

“I do not mind being called lewd. But I despise being associated with elves. I detest them.”

“How absurd you are, you lewd swine.”

“That is acceptable.”

“Hahaha! A truly amusing woman. Now then—are you still not ready to act? I have been patiently waiting for you to complete that spell you have been preparing in secrecy.”

“…!”

Even as we exchanged these futile words, the lewd swine had been diligently preparing her magic.

I urged her to complete it—after all, I already knew what kind of spell she was attempting to cast.

And in truth, it was far more convenient for me to have her complete its activation.

“You will regret granting me time!”

With those triumphant words, the lewd swine brought forth the magic she had been hiding, rapidly shaping it into form and finally unleashing it.

And yet—

Nothing seemed to happen.

“…?”

Even Her Majesty, deeply knowledgeable in the ways of magic, furrowed her brows in confusion, unable to grasp what had transpired.

Had the spell failed?

Of course not.

The truth was simple—neither we humans nor the elves could perceive the changes her spell had wrought.

“I have sealed away the ears of the elements! You shall not cast a single spell now!”

“What!?”

The lewd swine’s magic—

It produced a sound wave only the elements could hear.

Now, the elements had been deafened by an overwhelming noise, rendering them incapable of heeding our wishes.

And this applied to the spirits as well.

No magic, no spirit arts could be invoked in this place.

“I shall crush you with sheer, brute force!”

With supreme confidence, the lewd swine declared her intention.

And from seemingly nowhere—

She produced an enormous club, lifting it effortlessly before swinging it toward me with murderous intent.

“Hah. What a foolish notion. Standing before the eyes of a most beautiful queen, I shall not resort to the disgrace of a distant, one-sided slaughter. Nay, I shall claim victory with the elegance of a single strike of my blade.”

In response, I once again raised my sword, exuding nothing but absolute confidence and boundless arrogance.