NOVEL The Hero Who Became a Monster Girl Will Never Fall to Evil Vol 2. Chapter 85: Ten Seconds!
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“Ha!”

Rehn swung his sword at high speed, a surge of immense power bursting from beneath his feet, running up through bone and muscle, spine and arms, the strength of his entire body gathering all the way into his hands.

Then, the swordlight burst out.

Ssshhh—

The blade cleaved at the weakest joint of the fat knight’s arm armor, accompanied by a shrill hiss of air.

Sparks burst out, and a sharp silver arc with a beautiful curve flashed past everyone’s eyes.

Time and space fell silent in that instant.

The blade, carefully maintained and oiled every day, together with the tens of thousands of swings accumulated over the years, made Rehn’s strike strong enough to seriously wound every single person present.

But.

The fat knight only looked at Rehn with a puzzled expression, then lifted his arm with a light flick. Dori, who was being used like a flyswatter, was smashed heavily against Rehn’s armor like one was swatting a fly!

Boom!

A spray of blood mist exploded. Rehn was struck by the enormous force and hurled straight out, embedding deeply into the rock wall, his life or death unknown.

“...So weak. This won’t have any teaching effect.” Vieya frowned inexplicably. “Prepare for battle. Whoever lands the finishing blow gets the kill points. Same as last time. I’ll provide cover.”

After speaking, Vieya snapped her fingers toward the fat knight from afar with a crisp pa.

A mass of crushing gravity slammed down from above, pressing violently upon the fat knight. After only a moment of resistance, the armor that Rehn could not even scratch began to let out unbearable groaning creaks.

Clack.

The unconscious Dori was dropped to the ground, while the fat knight exerted his full strength resisting the inexplicable gravity pressing upon him.

The thin black-skinned man hiding nearby looked astonished. The strength of this loli-mage group was beyond his imagination, especially the white-haired leader.

Well, if they were not strong, who would dare come here?

Rorina reacted the fastest. The instant the fat knight was suppressed, she already began gathering power.

Rumble!

Rehn, who had been swatted away earlier, also awakened, picked up his sword again, gritted his teeth through the pain, and charged at the fat knight.

The strength of the loli-mage team was far beyond his expectations, but he had no time to think about these things. He had to give everything he had and devote himself completely to defeating this monster.

Blades and swordlight interwove!

Under the crushing gravity field, the fat knight could not move, forced to take the attacks in place. He swung his fists in anger, but as long as one was not crippled, such strikes were easy to dodge—especially for an experienced swordsman like Rehn.

At the same time, the thin black man raised his hand and summoned two skeleton minions to join the fight.

Vieya’s eyes flickered slightly with surprise. She had not expected the opponent to be a summoner—such a rare type.

Back when she first learned Jasmine could not learn magic and that her body could not handle martial arts either, she had considered letting Jasmine contract a magical beast and become a summoner. Although bonding and raising a contracted beast required enormous time and money, for her daughter, it did not matter to Vieya.

She could just take on a few more commissions, take on a few more advertisements... and if she still could not afford it, ✧ NоvеIight ✧ (Original source) she had other means.

Besides, Jasmine had been born able to understand the language of other monsters and beastfolk. A talent like this was perfect for becoming a summoner.

But her daughter was not interested, and at that time the family was poor, and Vieya’s purse was painfully empty...

Finally—

The fat knight, who had been forced to passively withstand all the attacks, could no longer endure the focused fire of so many people. Cracks began to spread across his armor, and trickles of gray dust spilled out from the fissures.

That dust should be the ashes of the fat knight’s former teammates that Xiao Lü mentioned, right?

Looks like the boss’s health bar is almost empty...

Vieya thought absentmindedly.

She found a stone nearby, sat down, and ate cookies while watching everyone’s joint magical performance.

Magic of all colors exploded on the fat knight’s body. The fat knight, suffering and panicked, desperately tried to cover the gray dust spilling from the cracks in his armor.

But the more panicked he became, the more damage he suffered; and the more damage he suffered, the wider the cracks in his armor grew.

“No... I do not want that!”

The fat knight’s voice was miserable, as if he had returned to that era long ago when he had been forced to gnaw on his teammates’ flesh to obtain even a small chance of survival.

He collapsed to his knees, repeatedly stretching out his hands to gather the dust scattered across the ground—that was the leftover ash from his teammates’ cremated bones.

Yet no matter how he gathered it, he could not stop the bone ash from leaking out of the armor’s cracks, just as he had been unable to stop that rare great famine back then.

The red eyes inside the fat knight’s helmet gradually dimmed. He held himself up weakly with his hands, life nearing its end, yet he still only protected that pile of ashes, making no response to the attacks raining down on him.

Like a decayed piece of rotten wood, his body broke apart section by section.

“Oh. Why...”

Rumble—

The fat knight’s nearly two-meter-tall body collapsed with a heavy crash. At the same moment, Jasmine, who successfully landed the finishing blow, froze slightly.

A warm current spread through her heart. She suddenly felt her body grow pleasantly comfortable.

She leveled up? Vieya glanced at her daughter, saying nothing, only dusting off her cookie-covered hands and smiling,

“Mm, you three have improved a lot compared to last time. Come. Follow me. I will take you to play around on the other levels.”

“Mm.” Jasmine nodded hard, her eyes sparkling. If there were not so many people around, she would definitely be asking her mom for a hug.

Meanwhile, Rehn and the thin black man silently watched everything. Although they also received some assist points for helping kill the fat knight, those points were far from enough for a mid-tier mage to break through into a high-tier mage.

Most importantly... they had no idea what to do with the badly beaten Dori lying on the ground.

But none of this had anything to do with Vieya anymore. She led the three little ones further inside.

The journey afterward was simple: she controlled the monsters and weakened their defenses, allowing Jasmine and the other two to attack with all their might and successfully kill them.

This method was clumsy, but it allowed the three little ones to absorb at least some experience.

What is the fastest way to clear a dungeon on the first try~?

Of course, it is me!

Vieya proudly planted her fists on her waist.

In less than one afternoon, Jasmine and the other two had already gained several levels.

After passing the fifth underground level, the mage team was nowhere to be seen.

A figure wearing a white mage robe, face indistinguishable, stood in the corridor of the sixth level, holding a staff and facing away from them.

“A magus...” Vieya murmured.

Only mages who had reached the seventh tier or higher could be addressed respectfully as magus.

Mages of this level no longer relied on chants or spell formations; they could integrate magic into every part of their bodies.

And Flaviel back then had been known as the strongest magus in the world—the peak of ninth-tier magus, second to none.

“Are you waiting for me?” Vieya continued.

White-robed Magus: “...”

Silence for a long time. The air grew painfully awkward.

“Hey, if you keep standing there pretending to be cool and not talking, I am going to hit you, you know?” Vieya lifted her fist, threatening coldly.

“...Hello,” the white-robed magus said. freewёbnoνel.com

Vieya stood protectively in front of the three little ones, hands on her hips. “What do you want?”

Behind her, the three little ones looked at her with worshipful eyes, as if seeing the direction their future efforts should strive toward.

The white-robed magus hesitated, then spoke in perfectly enunciated tones,

“If you continue forward, we cannot guarantee you will not be ambushed by people from other factions.”

“Ambushed, huh?”

Magic surged through her body. Vieya spoke confidently, “You do not need to worry about that. Our organization’s companions have already infiltrated ahead. They are waiting for me.”

“Organization?”

The white-robed magus froze. This was the first time he learned that this swordmaster had also joined an organization. He looked at the loli before him, who seemed a bit overly confident, and said hesitantly,

“Swordmaster little friend, have you perhaps been tricked by some pyramid scheme? Do not trust the benefits people promise you too easily. There are many good people in this world, but there are also many bad people. And bad people are more proactive and more likely to approach children like you.”

“...Huh?”

Vieya’s gaze turned strange. She pretended to be a child to fool young mages, so how did even these sly old mages get fooled?

Thinking of this, she parted her lips, her voice dripping with contempt:

“Your intelligence work is garbage.”

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