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Author: The Sole Survivor	Original Source: SFACG
Translator: CatatoPatch	English Source: Re:Library

Aques Lumen, Branch Leader of Azure City’s Demon Hunters. A child of commoners, details about his childhood are little. His talents easily put him in the category of an elite. He possesses an iron will and an ability to create new sword skills on his own.

He had once travelled the various countries, wherein he came upon, then fell in love with, an illusion demon. According to records, the two were forced to separate when the parents of the young illusion demon objected to their relationship. What happened in between is a mystery to all but himself.

After splitting up with the illusion demon, he rescued an elite demon hunter in the middle of a devil subjugation. That was the spark for him joining the guild. Current actual strength is that of an overlord, but that is confidential.

His motives for joining the guild remains unclear. His earlier relationship with an Illusion Demon requires careful monitoring. Any sign of potential threat should be reported immediately.

Actions to be taken: surveillance

From a highly classified internal report of the Demon Hunters’ Guild

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As Aques Lumen approached his student, an enchanting song slowly drifted into his ears. It was vaguely enthralling and originated from the recording crystal Nicole was holding.

For no reason in particular, she decided to activate the crystal, causing it to tremble slightly before a beautiful song started playing…

If you are the fireworks above the ocean
I am the bubbles on the waves
At some point in time, your light shines on me

If you are a distant galaxy
So dazzling that you make people want to cry
I am the pair of eyes chasing you
Whenever I am lonely, I search the skies

I can follow behind you
Like a shadow chasing light, sleepwalking
I can wait at this crossing
Doesn’t matter if you pass by or not

Whenever I lift my head because of you
Even tears feel like freedom
Some types of love fall like sunlight
On the one hand, you possess it, on the other hand, you lose it

(TL: He listed more lines from the same song, but I’m not sure I want to include even more material of a song. Sounds like future trouble to me. Doesn’t add much to the story anyway.)

The song kept playing while zombie after zombie dragged itself out of the nearby foliage, seemingly drawn to the song itself. In all likelihood, the song had somehow enthralled these dead creatures. As the zombies mindlessly stumbled towards Nicole, they didn’t seem threatening as you would expect from a horrific dead creature. Instead, they just seemed a little silly…

Why aren’t these zombies trying to attack? Aques Lumen wondered to himself. Their goal seems to just be to approach Nicole. Rather, they seem to be resonating with something on her. Their eyes look almost sad, but they should be dead and emotionless… it’s that song. That song in the recording crystal is the culprit!

Faced with approaching zombies, Neneth definitely wasn’t about to sit idly by either. Even in her worn out state, she still forced herself to her feet for another mighty swing of her giant sword. Sword wobbling a little, she barely managed to bifurcate the incoming zombies.

“Phew… I’m tired… I just want some meat right now…”

With Nicole out of the picture, the fact that Neneth was able to hold out for so long was remarkable. Being tired was only to be expected. Aques Lumen knew he mustn’t waste any further time. As he got closer, Neneth noticed his presence as well. She hastily raised her head to see who it was approaching them, and found it was an ally.

She wiped the sweat off her forehead before giving a little jump of joy. “Teacher! We’re here! Neneth’s here!”

Ever the energetic child, she always put forth her best. Whether it was battle, protecting her comrades, or even calling for help, she would always be the center of attention…

“What happened to Nicole?” Even though he already knew the gist of what happened, he still felt the need to hear the story from Neneth herself, seeing as asking Nicole was out of the question.

“Neneth doesn’t know as well…” The joy on her face immediately disappeared. “She was already like that when Neneth found her…”

There wasn’t much information to be gleaned from her words. Even so, that further reinforced his opinion that Ferti’nier was telling the truth…

She must have injured the younger brother she had been looking for all this while… even though that younger brother is no longer the same…

Aques Lumen motioned for her to stay still for now, then walked up to Nicole. He first reached out for the recording crystal, in hopes of discovering the truth of that enchanting voice and the enthralled undead.

Yet the moment he got close to the crystal, Nicole, who was basically no different from a zombie till now, finally moved. She instinctively huddled into herself, pressing her head into the recording crystal, burying it out of sight.

Even if she hadn’t said a word yet, her actions rang clear. She was still there, but her heart was mostly dead at this point.

Aques Lumen knew then how deeply wounded his favored student was. One wrong move might even end up turning her into an invalid… not that she wasn’t one already…

At this point, the amount of surviving undead was still high. Even though their victory was secured, the stragglers of the horde was an annoying matter that still had to be solved. Now, he had a traumatised student to deal with as well -truly a headache.

“Look after Nicole, Neneth. We need to get out of this area first.” Then without waiting for her response, Aques Lumen took off. He had already scouted the area with his senses: the undead were all but gone. As long as they followed in his footsteps, there shouldn’t be any enemies.

Still, Nicole’s complicated situation and the fact that a horde of undead suddenly appeared to destroy a village weighed heavily on Aques Lumen. That horde wasn’t just a couple thousand strong, it was in the hundreds of thousands! Such a horde appearing in a human kingdom without warning was in no small part due to the lord of the land’s negligence.

The more he thought about this, the angrier he got. He gazed icily in the direction of the ruined village, temper at its breaking point. “The nobility just gets more corrupt by the year… seems like someone must really pay the price before they learn their lesson!”

A leaf fell off its branch at that point, carried by the winds of death… a storm was about to approach the humans…

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Author: The Sole Survivor	Original Source: SFACG
Translator: CatatoPatch	English Source: Re:Library

“Of course not.”

The moment Ferti’nier uttered those words, a shadowy arm pierced through Granny Adele’s chest. Behind her, a shadowy figure slowly withdrew its arm…

“Why…” Granny Adele collapsed to the ground, coughing as she gasped for air. Her blackish-red blood spilled onto the ground, painting a bloody rose where it splattered. As she laid on the ground, she strained her neck upwards to gaze Ferti’nier, still floating in the air as always. She could tell from their previous conversation that Ferti’nier truly admired her talent. That was why she never suspected her when she made that offer. Yet why was she now lying on her side with a hole in her chest? Incomprehensible…

Once the puppet master of this village, she now laid there, dying, confused and aggrieved. “But we hit it off so well… why…”

“That we did… If it was just me, I wouldn’t mind what you did at all. As long as you’re useful, that’s all that matters. It’s just too bad. You see, this body belongs to my little brother. While he might be a useless shut-in, always crying for help when he gets into trouble, and also running away to hide at the drop of a needle. In fact, he’s basically lower than a worm, by Devil standards. Even so, his stupidity and overall idiocy doesn’t change the fact that he’s my idiotic brother.”

“Also, this body belongs to him. I’m just looking after it for him. And he so happens to despise actions like yours. He has a strong sense of justice, you see. Not at all like his noble Devil lineage. An utter failure, disgrace, outcast, and pariah of the Devil world even. But he’s still my useless brother.”

“What I’m saying is this: he doesn’t like you. So as his big sis, I’m not taking the risk of angering him just to shelter you -it would be better if you die. Speaking of which, why aren’t you dead yet? But I guess you’re still alive, so you might as well listen up: you seem to have forgotten to tell me something. Something extremely important.”

Granny Adele was stunned for a second, as if she had suddenly recalled what it was Ferti’nier was referring to. She scrambled to provide an answer but found herself coughing up instead.

“Wai-wait… cough… cough…”

Snap.

Ferti’nier snapped her fingers, causing that wound to burst into blackish-red flames. The wound created by the Shadow Demon had some residual mana leftover when it attacked. While the mana would eventually dissipate, as long as even a trace remained behind, Ferti’nier could activate it to inflict a fatal wound.

Under the scorching tendrils of Nether Flames, another foe was vanquished from the world once more.

“Phew… that took up quite a bit of time… now it’s time to…” Ferti’nier was about to locate Jezsere and the others when she suddenly felt a call from Mo Na. While Mo Ke and Mo Na might not actually be related by blood, Mo Na had the ability to contact him through dimensional barriers. However, her strength was still lacking, and there were no satellites to speak of in a fantasy world. The message ended up being unclear, only managing to express that she hoped that Mo Ke would return right away.

In other words, something had happened at their homebase, and he needed to get back right this instant.

Normally, it would be Mo Ke who received this message, but he was still hiding in the abyss of his soul, so it fell onto Ferti’nier to respond to the message. Ferti’nier was actually quite fond of this adoptive daughter of Mo Ke’s. She found her personality very similar to her own. Furthermore, some of Ferti’nier’s aura ended up being imparted onto Mo Na when Mo Ke incubated her egg, else Mo Na would not have been born such a high level Lust Demon. Naturally, Mo Ci, her actual mother did impart the same Original Sin onto her, but without Ferti’nier’s help, she would still be an Imp…

Since her little daughter was in trouble, she had better rush home and check up on her. As for Jezsere…

Ferti’nier promptly activated her secret arts to contact Regine. Upon confirming that they had safely broken out of the encirclement, she had Regine inform the others to return to their own territories first. She then hastily erected a dimensional portal back to Sable Radiance. To be exact, she did so almost instantly… all that talk about needing time to cast a gate was rubbish…

At the same time when Ferti’nier returned to Sable Radiance, Ann, who was still in Jezsere’s arms, suddenly fainted without any warning. Worried, Jezsere fussed over the little girl for a good while before finally stopping when Reyage confirmed that she was okay.

“She was probably too nervous just now. Now that she’s out of danger, that tension suddenly went away, resulting in her fainting. She will be fine after a quick nap.”

“Oh. As long as she’s fine.” Jezsere hugged the girl harder. This little girl was specifically singled out by her master, thus it fell on her to ensure her safety till her master got back. Although… she would still have to take care of her even if her master returned.

“Mistress Ferti’nier has returned to Purgatory, she said there is an emergency over there.” Riding atop a horse, Regine came galloping in as she announced the departure of Ferti’nier abruptly. “She said to go our own ways for now.”

“In that case, once everyone is safe, we can return to our respective territories first.” Since Mo Ke left, the strongest amongst the group, Zurnalin, automatically became the decision-maker. Even though she was a little saddened that she couldn’t say goodbye to Mo Ke, she took the news well. It wasn’t that she did not miss Mo Ke. Rather, it was because she finally could take out her treasure!

Having made that declaration, she suddenly reached into her breastplate and fished around… A while later, she took out a purple, thread-like material from within and bound around her left hand.

That thread-like material was Mo Ke’s hair!

Having done that, she brought the hair bracelet up to her nose and took a deep whiff. Eyes closed in ecstasy and voice quivering, she half muttered to herself, “ahh… Her Holiness’s scent…”

“…”

Jill leaned in slightly to have a look and immediately recognised where that hair came from. Suspicious, she asked, “isn’t that Lady Mo Na’s hair? When did you get your hands on it?”

Purple hair was one of Mo Ke’s distinctive traits. The moment Regine and Mo Ning noticed that strand of hair on Zurnalin’s hand, their faces immediately blackened. How they wanted to do that too…

Like a gust of wind, Regine rushed for the hair bracelet without a second thought. However, Zurnalin was already a step ahead of her. Her right hand shot out and easily caught the girl’s head, giving it a slight slap and forcing her to the ground…

“Don’t forget about me!” At the same time that Regine attacked, Mo Ning had cleverly snuck behind Zurnalin for a sneak attack. However, Zurnalin was just too strong for the two girls. With a twist of her body, she caught Mo Ning’s shoulders and did the same action to her. Yet instead of falling to the ground, she instead sent her flying back… In order to protect Her Holiness’s sacred relic, she wasn’t going to hold back at all!

“Naturally, while Her Holiness is asleep.” Having just taken care of two opponents, she triumphantly raised her head up high, lips curled to their highest corners. “I knew Her Holiness wouldn’t be with us forever, that’s why I smartly procured a sample of Her Holiness while she was asleep. From now on, Her Holiness will always be by my side!”

A measly hair -what are you doing bragging about that for?! Regine yelled in her head. However, her actions were completely at odds with her thoughts. She had already gotten to her feet in another attempt to try and steal the hair for herself. Unfortunately, the strength gap was too huge and she could only resign herself to having her back stepped on by Zurnalin.

Seeing that, Mo Ning, who had just gotten to her feet, gave up as well. She was too strong!

Denied of their treasure, the two girls silently glared at Zurnalin. While their mouths might not have said it, they were clearly thinking, I knew you were a stalker and a pervert!

Ever since Ferti’nier disrupted the Anti-light Barrier, the scales of victory were beginning to tip in favor of the non-Undead. Furthermore, with Aques Lumen’s participation, the tides of battle were completely overturned. While he might not have deployed his Territory, he was still an Overlord-tier fighter. With no Overlord of their own, the Undead were easily routed by the Humans.

As one would expect of an elite army, the elite Demon Hunters and the elite mercenaries were able to secure a resounding victory. Their casualties might not be little, but those were far outweighed by their kills!

With the battle over, Aques Lumen found his disciple in a worn-out, blank state, sitting next to Neneth. Around the two girls was a massive ring of slain Undead, all killed by Neneth’s giant sword…

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Author: The Sole Survivor	Original Source: SFACG
Translator: CatatoPatch	English Source: Re:Library

The soul is one of the most sublime creations bestowed onto this world by the Creator. It’s a repository for the very essence and memories of the being. Humans have devoted countless hours delving into its mysteries, but they have mostly proved fruitless so far. However, that isn’t to say that there are no results. A famous example would be the Clone spell created.

Clone is a forbidden spell that splits one’s soul into multiple pieces. As for why it was forbidden, that was because it had massive side effects for its user.

The soul and the body are actually part of the same system. By losing one’s soul, you would also lose control of part of your body. In other words, spells that dealt with the soul had a high chance of causing a loss of control of the body, partial or not.

Damage to the soul is not to be taken lightly. While the damage may not manifest physically on the body, a loss of mobility is serious enough by itself. An example, perhaps, could be a grown man who suddenly lost the ability to get erect. Highly inappropriate as an example, but definitely evocative.

The Clone spell was first invented by a mad genius. He combined Alchemy and magic to create a clone body, in which he placed half of his soul. The idea was that he could then complete two times the amount of research. Unfortunately, he ended up becoming an invalid… twice…

The dangers of forbidden spells should be evident by now. The act of labelling them forbidden is, in essence, a protection for researchers as mad as that genius.

From: The Dangers of the Forbidden

Disclaimer: due to the dangerous nature of the work within, the book, The Dangers of the Forbidden, has been recalled once and edited.

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The spider-crested shield continued revolving around Mo Ning, all the while, her flames kept burning, in case a bat or two managed to slip by the shield.

For the most part, the bats were just wasting their time. They had no Vampire to command them, so their attacks were frantic but uncoordinated. To Mo Ning who had her flame barrier and spinning shield, their numbers meant nothing.

The Undead on the ground were of a higher level than those attacking the villagers. But that did not really matter when their targets were mostly Eight-stars and Seven-stars. Their encirclement was easily broken!

Amongst the Undead blocking the way, the majority were actual Zombies and Skeletons. However, there were also denizens of the dark like Vampires and Werewolves. Not that it mattered, since their opponents were too strong.

This was especially so since the Anti-light Barrier was starting to show signs of weakening. A number of Vampires had already burst into flames. Without the protection of the barrier, the Undead were starting to slow down as well. That left only the Werewolves who were unaffected. Yet no matter how strong they were, they couldn’t do much when most of their allies were out for the count.

Just like that, Zurnalin made it out of the Undead encirclement without a single casualty…

At the same time elsewhere, Ferti’nier was currently toying around with a palm-sized, white crystalline pyramid. This was one of the focal points for the Anti-light Barrier. By placing them at the desired locations, a barrier that blocked out light would be erected. As a point of interest, Ferti’nier had collected eight such pyramids.

Amusing, was Ferti’nier’s judgement of the crystal pyramid.

But even though she finally got her hands on a new toy, she did not have the time to research it further. She had other matters to attend to, like finding the culprit behind that Dracolich in Lyon. She was almost certain it was that old granny, Adele, who did that. She might have hidden her machinations well, but she was clearly out to get Mo Ke and the rest… Being the spiteful big sis that she was, there was no way that old hag was getting away so easy.

Ferti’nier had already memorised Adele’s aura so it merely took a few minutes before she caught up to the old lady in the midst of fleeing the wreckage that was Lyon.

Right this very instant, she was lugging along a small knapsack, struggling to climb over the debris. Her body was frail and old to the point of collapsing. Even with her Witch powers, she still wasn’t able to stand against the effects of time.

“Oh? Is that Granny Adele I spy over there? What’s an old woman like you doing in a run-down place like this? Old people should be resting in their backyards, drinking tea under a nice, cozy tree.” Said Ferti’nier as she came to a stop right in the path of Granny Adele, still floating in mid-air as before.

“…” Granny Adele strained her head upwards to look at Ferti’nier, her face every bit as strained as her aching neck. However, she still did her best to maintain a smile on her face. “Lady Mo Na… I’m sure there’s no need for someone of your stature to bully a little old lady, is there?:

“That would depend on whether I like what you say then.” Ferti’nier’s lips curled into a devious smile. “How about we play a game? I ask the questions, you answer.”

The moment Ferti’nier said that, Granny Adele looked almost relieved. The fact that she wanted information meant that she wasn’t going to be killed right away. “Lady Mo Na, as you can see, I’m just an old lady that’s halfway to her grave at this point. Even looking up is a terrible burden on my old neck.”

“That’s true. One mustn’t strain their neck at your age. How about this? I’ll help you relieve your shoulders of that neck. That way, you won’t have to worry about any neck pains ever again.” Ferti’nier practically beamed at the old lady.

“…” A cold shiver went down Granny Adele’s spine. She could tell right away that Ferti’nier meant every word she said. Should she try her luck any further, she might just meet her maker. Old as she might be, she still wanted to live, even if for a short while more. “Since Lady Mo Na insists, old Adele over here will happily oblige. How may this old granny service you, milady?”

“Actually. You know what. I don’t have to ask you, do I? It might be a little troublesome, but it’s always good to be independent.”

Hearing her change her tune all of a sudden, Granny Adele immediately paled. “That would be terrible, troubling you like that. If there’s any question that needs answering, old granny over here will answer it, no problem.”

“Yeah, but… I might dislike trouble, but I’m actually quite fond of taking care of troubles.”

“…milady, there’s really no need to waste your time so. Let this old bag of bones solve them for you.”

And that’s why you should never argue with a she-Devil like Ferti’nier…

Following that…

“I see, I see. So you did use a scent hated by those parasitic spiders to drive them away from eating those Vampiric Leech Eggs. Those fellas were already under your control before the festival… My. My. Impressive, I must say. Not just anyone would infiltrate a village for seventy whole years.”

“Speaking of which, what happened to your husband…”

Further explanation…

“What?! You actually used your husband’s soul as an offering. Now, that’s just wrong. And you even pretended to grief for him… so how many men have you seduced so far… children can be used in such a manner as well? Must be nice to have a human doll collection… What? They’ve rotted away? Such a pity, you should preserve them better…Yes, I know they are a pain to upkeep…”

“So what was the method you used to grow that Dracolich to such a size… Oh my, you’re saying you improved over ten species of parasites just for that, all by yourself? Really impressive, you have a bright future ahead of you…”

“Speaking of futures, that body of yours doesn’t look like it will last for much longer. Have you considered becoming one of us? I can even create a nice, sprightly body for you. I’m sure you can’t even harvest energy from men anymore with that decrepit body of yours.”

“Is that true… is that really possible?” Granny Adele nearly tripped over herself in excitement, like an old shelter dog who suddenly found someone willing to take her in. “Lady Mo Na, are you really willing to take me in? And prepare a new body for me?”

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Author: The Sole Survivor	Original Source: SFACG
Translator: CatatoPatch	English Source: Re:Library

Mirror Waters Sword Arts: Sword Winds Stance!

The Sword Winds Stance was one of the earlier skills for the Sword Hurricane. It was a skill that distributed one’s sword energies around himself, then hides it as a sneak attack. As an offensive stance, it was highly lethal, and silent. Furthermore, the duration could be extended by feeding it more energy. Even so, every skill had its weaknesses, and this skill was no exception either. The stance did not allow for rapid movements when deploying, else the skill would just fail entirely.

Having dealt with those Spirit Wolves, Aques Lumen wasted no time at all in charging towards the Overlord Werewolf. The Overlord Werewolf, on the other hand, only had thoughts of escaping right now. He had just witnessed his Spirit Wolves torn to shreds by some move that was too quick for even his eyes to catch -there was no way he could ever beat that. However, this fear ended up costing him when he accidentally met eyes with Aques Lumen while running away…

Because he had suffered its effects before, it would stand to reason that he would be on guard against a second attack. Normally, that would be true, and Aques Lumen wouldn’t have been able to gain complete control of him. However, his frightened state had lowered his psychic defenses to the point where Aques Lumen easily broke through them.

He began replaying that scene of that Overlord Vampire being sliced to bits, over and over again, till the Overlord Werewolf was completely overwhelmed by his fear.

By the time the Werewolf recovered, all he saw was his sight spinning around and a strange sense of weightlessness. What was even stranger was that he could clearly see his body lying there in front of him. And it was headless!

“Oh? Done already? I guess I need to stop playing around as well then.” Ferti’nier was a little surprised as well by the strength Aques Lumen exhibited after deploying his Territory. She knew he was hiding his strength, but she never expected it to be that much. However, no matter how strong he had become now, he wasn’t a threat to her at all. It just so happened that she was getting bored.

From the beginning, Ferti’nier had always been floating in the air. Her Territory, Wraith of Purgatory, did most of the work by constantly summoning shadows to attack the Overlord Lich and the Overlord Death Knight. The two Overlords worked with such coordination that it almost seemed like their wraiths and axe was a match for Ferti’nier’s. But all that was about to change now. She was done playing, and this delicately balanced battlefield was about to tilt, rather topple, in her favor. Some of the shades were now covered in reddish-black flames… Nether Flames!

The combination of Nether Flames and shadows quickly produced a starkly different result. The Death Knight’s halberd could cleave through them as before. But unlike the past, his halberd had burnt significantly, leaving only a battered hilt in the Death Knight’s hands.

The Overlord Lich wasn’t spared this treatment either. Countless flame-clad shadows started swarming the Lich. Those that stood in their way were promptly reduced to nothingness in seconds. Unlike normal flames, Nether Flames could harm everything except souls. Had these been normal wraiths, their burnt husks would have left behind souls for any nearby Devil to feast on. Unfortunately, these were all creatures summoned by the Lich bending the laws of the world. They had no souls to speak of, thus they left nothing behind as well.

Soon after, having been deprived of their weapons and means of defense, the two Overlords were burnt to ashes as well.

It was over. From the moment Aques Lumen revealed all his hidden cards, the battle had been decided. The two Overlords did not even get a chance to share a last word with each other before they were summarily killed by Ferti’nier. Having done that, she deactivated her Territory, and devoured the four souls of those Overlords.

“All right.” She returned back to smiling at Aques Lumen from her usual loftiness. “Now, there’s no need to be so tense. Did you think you would still be standing there if I didn’t will it so?”

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That was a fact. Cold and harsh, but definitely true. Aques Lumen knew better than anyone else how wide the gap was between their strengths. That was why when she explicitly said she wasn’t trying to harm him, he undid his Territory, Phantasm of Love. The blue tattoos on his body began to recede while the sword-shaped pendant on his forehead returned to just being a pendant hung around his neck. His Devilish features rapidly dissipated as well.

However, now that the danger had passed, he had a boat load of questions to ask that Fallen Angel floating in the air. First off was what happened to his student, to which she replied thusly.

“That girl? I remember her. That ill-tempered little shrew. I don’t know what my little brother sees in her. The way he’s head over heels for him and yet she just goes and stabs him in the chest with her sword, even after he explained the situation to her… look at this…” She pointed to the wound on her left chest before shrugging her shoulders. “At least I have her to thank for this opportunity to move about. Had it not been for her sending my little brother into the depths of the abyss, I probably would not have had a chance to take control of this body. I’ll be sure to thank her later by telling her exactly how she stabbed the very same brother she had been looking for all these years.”

Laced with mischief as always, her words at least imparted the information required for Aques Lumen to fill in the gaps himself. Being the sharp man that he was, he could already guess what happened next, and that only made him want to shake his head from the headache he would soon have to face…

Knowing how much Nicole cared about her younger brother, that last bit of thanks was anything but. He would have doubted her words, but upon careful consideration, was there a need for her to do so? Probably… maybe… probably not… After all, if Nicole were to ever find out that she really stabbed her own younger brother, the damage would be immeasurable. That alone gave her words credence.

The expression he had on right now could only be described as amusing, but Ferti’nier did not have all the time in the world either. This was her rare chance at freedom while Mo Ke was busy hiding from reality. From the looks of things, he wasn’t about to come out of his shell either. In that case, it would be remiss of her not to stir up a storm while she was out and about!

However, certain events would soon prove to be just as good of a distraction to hold Ferti’nier’s interest…

“Oh look. That Anti-light Barrier seems to be up and running again. Much larger, too.” Ferti’nier mumbled audibly to herself. “Let’s have a gander then. Nothing beats a new toy to dissect.” Having said that, she flew off towards one of the barrier’s focal points without waiting for Aques Lumen’s response.

(TL: I’m assuming the Anti-light Barrier was activated at this point of time. Not when that Vampire appeared. The way I see it, the timeline goes like this, based on what I’ve reread from 508 to 513:

Initial Battle (Day) — End of Battle (Meal time and break) — Alone Time (Probably night time/evening) — Anti-light Barrier (Daybreak after all the fighting so they deployed the barrier now.)

That’s my own conclusion, I don’t think the author made any explicit statement for or against this conclusion. Of course, that Vampire could just be immune to sunlight. Who knows.)

“Hey… I’m not done asking you questions yet…” His voice trailed after her in a resigned fashion. Despite having defeated two Overlord-tier denizens of the dark, he couldn’t relax yet. Based on all the information he had gathered thus far, he now had a rough idea as to what they were planning. In all likelihood, his enemies had gathered a huge army, with the intention of wiping out the Humans. In that case, the reinforcements he had brought over were in danger as well…

Not daring to waste a second more, he rushed off in the direction he came from. Hopefully, he could still make it in time…

Back at Zurnalin’s side, Zurnalin and her companions were in the midst of a frantic escape. Unbeknownst to everyone, a large horde of Undead had surrounded the entire region beforehand. The reinforcements Aques Lumen brought over were in the midst of battling these creatures while the Assassins had all gathered together with Zurnalin in a bid to effect an escape.

Even though none of them could figure out when their holy daughter had become so strong, they knew that they weren’t needed at her side right now. In that case, their next logical purpose would be to guard those that Her Holiness treasured the most: Jezsere and Regine.

“Hahahaha! Just watch me slaughter these weaklings!”

Having had to rein herself in for so long, it was now time for Mo Ning to cut loose. She had Jezsere and Ann riding another horse while she turned back to her usual half-horse form, shield and spear dancing about as she gracefully took to the air on clouds of fire. She charged fearlessly into the swarm of bats flying in the sky. These bats were known as Vampire Bats, creatures raised by that Vampire that could operate in the day as well. Individually, they were weak, but their numbers more than made up for that.

As they fluttered about in direct sunlight, they blanketed the battlefield in a wave of piercing shrieks.

Within their current lineup, Mo Ning was the only who could fly reliably. Being a Nightmare Steed, she not only had powerful psychic magicks, she also had a strong affinity for fire -a perfect match for these lowly bats.

She expertly commanded her flames to circulate around her body, forming a barrier that easily scorched any bat foolish enough to approach her. These bats weren’t even a threat to her right now. Perhaps she herself had known this, but just a mere second later, she tossed her shield out at the bats. The spider-crested shield swiftly cut a circle around Mo Ning, slicing apart any bats in its way with its rapid spinning. Bat after bat fell dead to the ground in a gruesome rain of blood and gore…

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Author: The Sole Survivor	Original Source: SFACG
Translator: CatatoPatch	English Source: Re:Library

Aques Lumen expanded his Territory to its utmost limits. He knew that Vampire had already fallen for his illusions once, so he decided to target the Overlord Werewolf instead. Under his enraged state, that Werewolf was exceptionally vulnerable to mental suggestion. With just a quick glance in his direction, the Werewolf suddenly faltered. His head shook a little as he felt a wave of dizziness come over him, his mind starting to come under the effects of the psychic attack.

At roughly the same time, the Overlord Vampire flew past the addled Werewolf in his usual pool of blood form.

Suddenly, an inexplicable sense of rage consumed the Werewolf. Images of how the Vampires had always looked down upon and feuded with them streamed into his head. It was at that moment that the Overlord Vampire entered his vision. Without even hesitating for a second, the Overlord Werewolf swiped at the pool of blood. At the same time, two of his Spirit Wolves even turned around to target the pool of blood…

The two Spirit Wolves immediately fired off a barrage of mana spheres at the pool of blood, causing the blood to explode upon impact. At the same time, the Overlord Werewolf’s mana-enhanced claw came swinging in. A projectile of light, shaped roughly like claw marks, collided into the pool of blood and almost tore a hole right to the Vampire’s body…

Naturally, the Overlord Vampire had already noticed who the source of this disturbance was. He swiftly halted his charge and faced down the enraged Overlord Werewolf. “You stupid dog… What are you doing attacking me for?!”

“AAWWWOOOO!” All he was met with was a howl from the Werewolf. Even the two Spirit Wolves were now lined up against him, fangs bared and growling.

Seeing the Overlord Werewolf in such an unresponsive state, it finally dawned on the Overlord Vampire why his former ally suddenly attacked him like that… it was all Aques Lumen’s fault!

Exasperated, he finally realised what kind of opponent he was dealing with. He tried to awaken the mesmerized Werewolf, with the same method used on him when he had been controlled as well. The Werewolf had attacked him then, so the same method should work in breaking the spell. However, the Werewolf would prove to be a lot harder to awaken.

The Overlord Vampire planned on striking his ally to awaken him, but he dared not use too much force. He merely scattered a bunch of his corrosive blood towards the Werewolf. The idea being, even if that Werewolf was quick, but with so many droplets flying his way, one of them had to hit, right?

However, he had completely forgotten about the Spirit Wolves. While the Overlord Werewolf couldn’t summon any new ones while under the control of Aques Lumen, there was no stopping him from using his remaining two Spirit Wolves to help guard against the attack.
As the wave of blood droplets flew towards the Werewolf, the two Spirit Wolves jumped in front of the Werewolf, one from the right and one from the left. A gruesome sizzling could be heard across the battlefield as the Spirit Wolves began to dissolve into fumes.

Danger averted, the Overlord Werewolf leapt onto the Spirit Wolves and spring-boarded off them into a ferocious swipe at the Vampire!

Never in his wildest dreams did the Overlord Vampire expect his ally to come lunging at him like that… Lest one forgot, he still had a corrosive barrier surrounding him, in the form of that blood pool. Even an Overlord would dissolve in seconds if they were to dive in completely. With the sheer strength of that Werewolf’s legs, leaping at him was easy, but there really was no going back at that point… it wasn’t like he had purple wings to fly with…

Naturally, the next few moments proceeded as one would expect. With no way to stop his momentum, the Werewolf plunged into the corrosive blood pool. The pain from having half his body corroded immediately woke up the Werewolf. Bearing with the scorching pain, he swiped at the Vampire while yelling in both surprise and anger. “What’s going on? Why am I in your blood pool?!”

The Vampire hastily erected a blood barrier to block the Werewolf’s attack, before snapping back, “you moron! Why did you even look at his eyes after knowing that he has such tricks up his sleeves! All you dogs are the same: stupid!”

“Rotten bat! Just hurry up and cancel your Territory already!” The Overlord Werewolf finally realised his mistake as well. But he would rather die than openly admit his mistake in front of that blasted Vampire.

“I don’t need you to tell me that!” Now that he had confirmed that the Overlord Werewolf was back to his normal self, he cancelled part of his blood pool to allow the Werewolf to land back on the ground. However, the moment he did so, the damage that corrosive blood did was plain to see: his grey fur was now pitch black…

“Don’t look at his eyes this time. We will attack him from the flanks together.” Uncharacteristically cooperative, the Overlord Vampire decided it would be better if they worked together for once, rather than risk his brash ally falling prey to that Territory again.

“Alright.” Replied the Overlord Werewolf, looking significantly better at this point. Once again, the Werewolf’s regenerative abilities proved its astonishing worth. Most of the acid burns on his flesh had healed up, even the blackened fur was starting to turn grey from the freshly grown strands.

Yet his healed wounds did not stop him from recognising how powerful Aques Lumen was. Should he fail to take his opponent seriously at this point, that would be a stain on his honor as a Werewolf. Having been at each other’s throats for years now, the two did not even have to look at each other before they launched a simultaneous attack on Aques Lumen, one on the right, and one on the left.

Faced with a coordinated attack, Aques Lumen remained his usual calm, collected self. After all, his Territory was a highly unique one. Thanks to certain circumstances, his Territory ended up being a Composite Territory. It not only was made for battle, it also had the illusory aspects you would associate with an Illusion Demon. On top of that, there were still abilities yet to be revealed. And it was a forty meter Territory as well!

He smiled coldly in the face of two approaching opponents, then turned to look at the Overlord Werewolf, who was the fastest of the two. The Overlord Werewolf immediately leapt to the side when he noticed that. That ended up slowing down his charge.

Having had his fun with the Overlord Werewolf, it was now time for the Vampire’s turn. Realising what his opponent was up to, the Overlord Vampire immediately averted his gaze away. Yet without even looking at his opponent, how was he to fight?

Either way, Aques Lumen had accomplished his goals. His body blurred for an instant before suddenly spawning ten other clones of himself to attack both sides. Each of these clones acted in unison with each other. Whether it was the way they gripped their sheath with their left hand, or the way they kept their right hands above their sword grip in a standard sword-drawing stance, their actions were one and the same.

Because they both had their gazes averted prior, both the Overlord Vampire and the Overlord Werewolf did not manage to get a glimpse as to which of the clones was the actual Aques Lumen. Furthermore, neither of them had the ability to dispel illusions.

Mirror Waters Ultimate Sword Arts: Icy Slumber!

Amidst their confusion, the clones got ready to draw their swords. Yet at the end of the day, a fake was still a fake. Only one of the images would actually be able to deal damage. And the unfortunate Overlord to be granted this honor was… the Vampire!

Aques Lumen swung his sword out, sending forth a wave of icy winds that struck the unsuspecting Vampire. In an instant, both his blood pool and his body were both frozen into ice…

Mirror Waters Ultimate Sword Arts: Sword Hurricane!

Barely any time after his first skill, Aques Lumen activated another ultimate sword art, blasting out countless sword energy projectiles at the frozen Vampire. A second later, the frozen Vampire who did not even have the chance to fall to the ground yet was hacked into miniscule pieces that shattered upon impact, blown to the winds soon after without a trace…

After two consecutive ultimate sword arts, the first of the Overlords was defeated!

“Im-impossible!”

Just like that, the once-proud Overlord Vampire was vanquished. A fact that was hard to reconcile for the Overlord Werewolf who had feuded with him for his entire life. There was no one who understood that bat’s power more than himself, given they had fought for centuries now. They were both on equal terms. If Aques Lumen could really kill that Vampire in seconds, that meant he could kill him as well!

The Overlord Werewolf slowly backed away, eyes wide with disbelief. He would have never guessed that on his first mission working together with his hated but equal foe, they would be met with such a resounding defeat…

Aques Lumen was now walking towards him. He hastily retreated a few steps back and resummoned a new batch of Spirit Wolves. Along with those two who had been burned, he commanded to attack the Demon Hunter.

While he might still be furious about how things turned out, he knew there was nothing to be done in the front of such overwhelming strength. He immediately thought to seek help from the Lich and the Death Knight. All he needed was for his Spirit Wolves to delay Aques Lumen for a while longer.

Unfortunately, those Spirit Wolves barely lasted a second and had no effect in delaying the Demon Hunter. Aques Lumen maintained his same calm, collected gait. Let alone lift a finger, he never even looked in their direction before the Spirit Wolves were suddenly hacked to pieces, dissipating into the wind…

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Author: The Sole Survivor	Original Source: SFACG
Translator: CatatoPatch	English Source: Re:Library

The Overlord Vampire jumped into the blood pool, immersing himself halfway while the blood pool floated mid-air in a viscous vortex. Despite how slowly it seemed to travel, the pool merely took an instant to reach Aques Lumen…

“Katherina, seems like I have to borrow your power once again… I guess it’s our power now…” As he watched the pool of blood fly ominously towards him, Aques Lumen didn’t seem worried in the slightest, muttering to himself in a daze as if this whole matter did not concern him.

He reached into his clothes with his right hand. There hung a silvery pendant in the shape of a sword, which he took off and stabbed into his forehead without any hesitation…

An instant later, a wound opened up on his forehead, leaking a trail of blood. However, this blood wasn’t flowing as it normally would. It was a lot slower than one would expect. In fact, they were forming into scales, lining up the entirety of his face in an orderly fashion!

All it took was a second for his otherwise handsome face to be covered up. Yet from that instant forth, Aques Lumen was no longer a Human. Or rather, he wasn’t a pure Human. His body started to give off the distinctive aura of a Devil; his face started to have Devilish features as well.

A set of strange blue tattoos started to streak across his face. The kind normally found on Mo Ke’s left face. However, Aques Lumen’s tattoos extended down into his body as well, from the wound on his forehead down to to his toes!

As for that pendant, it was now fully embedded in his flesh like an accessory…

Territory: Phantasm of Love!

Just as his transformation finished, the Overlord Vampire reached his position. However, Aques Lumen did not show the slightest bit of anxiety. He neither drew his sword or even lifted a finger. He merely eyed the Overlord Vampire, crimson pupils glowing with a strange light.

“Phantasm!”

An odd change came over the Overlord Vampire at that point. He was but a breath away from the Demon Hunter, yet all of a sudden, he flew past Aques Lumen and charged right at the Overlord Were who was still fighting with those shadows…

He rammed head first into the Overlord Werewolf, catching an unfortunate spirit wolf in his blood pool. The poor spirit only had time to whimper once before it was instantly reduced to bubbles in the blood pool like it had been dissolved by acid.

“Blasted Vampire, are you betraying us now?!” The Overlord Were was furious at having suddenly lost a major portion of his fighting force. He swiped at the oddly-behaving Vampire with the full force of an Overlord. With this level of power, even a simple claw swipe could interfere with the laws of the world. That was why when it came into contact with the blood pool, it did not dissolve like the spirit wolf. Yet at the same time, the Overlord Vampire wasn’t really affected either.

Attacked, the Overlord Vampire promptly broke free from the effect of Aques Lumen’s Territory. He rubbed his aching temples before explaining to the Overlord Werewolf, “Curses… I actually fell under his spell for a second there…”

“Hmph! Can you be any less moronic?” The Overlord Werewolf chided the Vampire, miffed but clearly accepting of his reason. After all, they had formally joined forces to achieve their shared goals. Not to mention the fact that there was still a third force consisting of that Death Knight and that Lich. The battle was still going favorably as well; there was no reason for the Vampire to turn on them now. His reason was honestly the only reason that made sense in this context.

“Mongrel! You dare insult the noble Bloodkin?!” Ever the haughty race in general, the Overlord Vampire couldn’t help but fall back into the trope of his race’s insufferable arrogance, even if he was the one at fault to begin with. The Vampires had always seen themselves as being nobler than every other race in this world, and that included the boorish Werewolves. The fact that their ancestor was even able to trick a bunch of Werewolves into serving them as Lycans just proved their point further.

“Hah. A scrawny coward like you wants to challenge the mighty Werewolves?”

“Stop standing so close to me already, foolish dog. It’s an insult just breathing in the same air as you. And could you do something about that awful odor coming off your fur?” Having said that, the Overlord Vampire retrieved a white handkerchief and covered his nose.

“You’re really asking for it, aren’t you?”

The Overlord Werewolf raised his claws as if ready to strike once more. The Overlord Vampire took up a combat stance as well. In the blink of an eye, the Overlord Werewolf and Overlord Vampire were suddenly at each other’s throats, both glaring at each other as if they were only waiting for a reason to rip each other apart.

Aques Lumen couldn’t help but chuckle quietly to himself. This was the exact result he was looking for when sent that Vampire flying into the Werewolf. Given that both parties were so willing to cooperate with his machinations, he was more than happy to stand aside and reap the benefits after.

At the same time as the two rivals were threatening to have a go at each other, the Death Knight’s new weapon had just taken shape. It was a nearly two meter long, double-edged halberd. His first move was to ram straight at the shadows duking it out with the spirit wolves. With a mighty swing, he passed through the Werewolf’s spirit wolves and hacked the strange shadows summoned by Ferti’nier, hitting all of them in an arc!

Cleaved, the shadows immediately disintegrated into a pile of black goo that ultimately flowed back into Ferti’nier’s Territory. As for what the identity of this goo was, it was a mote of pure Darkness element… In other words, the Death Knight’s halberd had not only the ability to harm elemental constructs, but also had the frightening ability to pass through allies without causing harm!

Every Territory had its own quirk; there was no better proof of this than that Death Knight’s Unique Territory. His Territory was able to forge weapons on demand, but at the end of the day, this forging was also related to summoning. He bent the laws of the world to summon countless souls to power his actual forging, so one could say his Territory also exhibited traits of a Summoning Territory. A walking, tailor-made, armory of equipment – a perfect fit for a Death Knight like him!

Even so, the fact that both the Lich and the Death Knight were premier Overlords of the fifty meter tier, together, they still couldn’t hold a candle to Ferti’nier. Even those defeated shadows were defeated only with her permission. She allowed them to meld back into her Territory, simply because she was intrigued by Aques Lumen’s Territory. Naturally, this was seen by her enemies as a sign of weakness that she was finally cracking under the pressure of the Lich and Death Knight.

“Will you two stop arguing, we still have a battle to fight!” The Overlord Lich yelled in an annoyed voice. The fact that they were supposedly winning and yet those two loggerheads were trying to ruin it by fighting each other was incomprehensible to him. “Settle your opponent first, and if you are alive then, you can settle this feud after.”

The Lich was speaking the truth, though some of his assumptions were a little suspect. It did not make sense to tear at each other’s’ throats while there was still an enemy lurking about. Besides, the Lich was stronger than the both of them combined, so if even his words did not make sense, they had to comply.

“Together now, we will finish him off right this instant!” The Overlord Vampire roared triumphantly, clearly under the same mistaken assumption that Ferti’nier was somehow on the verge of breaking. Like the Lich said, they could settle their feud later…

“AWOOO!” Ever the forthright one, the Overlord Werewolf immediately leapt into battle the moment that Vampire suggested they work together.

Still half-submerged in his blood pool, the Overlord Vampire kept close distance with his companion, firing off blood daggers at Aques Lumen at the same time. Just like the blood pool, these daggers had a powerful corrosive effect that could easily dissolve anyone under Five-star. Even Overlord would not get off unscathed should these land a hit.

However, Aques Lumen merely maintained his cool, erecting a barrier to block off the daggers. With that plan to distract him foiled, the Overlord Vampire sped up further, in hopes of getting rid of this pesky Demon Hunter who had the gall to embarrass him.

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Author: The Sole Survivor	Original Source: SFACG
Translator: CatatoPatch	English Source: Re:Library

With Ferti’nier’s Territory fully deployed, the Overlord Lich dared not tarry a moment longer. He swiftly deployed his own to counteract hers.

Territory: Wail of the Dead!

An instant later, countless wraiths swarmed out of his body, wailing horrifically in a fifty meter radius. Barring exceptions, this Overlord Lich was most likely more powerful than that Overlord Vampire and Overlord Werewolf. If only the opponent he was facing wasn’t Ferti’nier, a former Devil King who could easily crush him within seconds, had it not been for her playfulness.

Territories operated with the caster’s body as a focal point. Laws could be changed within the radius, but in a situation where multiple Territories overlapped, the stronger Territory took precedence, though not completely.

Over ten thousand wraiths had swarmed out of the Overlord Lich at this point. These summons, however, could only operate outside that fifty meter radius without dissipating. Yet even with this restriction, they were still a formidable killing force. These wraiths were innately immune to physical attacks, but had a negative resistance to magical ones.

The Overlord Lich knew he wasn’t a match for Ferti’nier to begin with. At the time as he summoned those wraiths, he struck his bone staff into the ground, causing the ground to split apart in a violent explosion. A black figure clawed its way out of the crevice and leapt straight for Ferti’nier!

Swift like lightning, it appeared behind Ferti’nier’s back within an instant. But just as it was about to swing its giant sword down on the interfering Fallen Angel, she suddenly smiled, back still faced towards it.

“Flames.”

Before the words even left her mouth, a towering shield of Nether Flames roared to life, blocking off the giant sword. Thanks to the sheer momentum behind that swing, the black figure wasn’t able to pull back and could only collide head-first into the shield. Like a fly diving into a pool of lava, the giant sword instantly melted upon contact with the shield!

However, those who dared to pull a sneak attack on Ferti’nier couldn’t be weak themselves. At the very least, this black figure was an Overlord. Sword half-melted, it managed to break away and land on the ground.

But Ferti’nier was never a magnanimous Devil to begin with. In fact, she was very spiteful. If someone dared to attack her from the back, that person had better be prepared for retribution.

Before the black figure could even touch down, a five meter wide pit of flames sprouted right beneath his feet…

This was Ferti’nier’s vengeance. But this black figure was no slouch either. He quickly threw his giant sword down into the pit. As it spun through the air, it began to morph into a six meter wide round shield, blocking off the pit Ferti’nier summoned…

Ever one to fool around, Ferti’nier never had the intention of finishing off her opponent with that move. That was why this pit was merely full of ordinary flames, rather than Nether Flames. The giant sword was a powerful weapon in its own right and wouldn’t melt unless it was up against Nether Flames. That was the only reason why the black figure’s plan even worked. The black figure promptly hopped out of the shield, just in case the flames were able to suddenly penetrate its shield and roast it alive.

Now back on the ground once more, the identity of this black figure was finally revealed. It was a Death Knight clad in black, heavy armor. His Territory was a Unique Territory that could summon equipment.

Safely away from the fire now, he still did not dare to retrieve his shield, instead cancelling it with a wave of his hand before summoning another.

Territory: Soul Armory!

The Death Knight reached forth with his right hand and seemingly gripped down on thin air. Suddenly, a wolf’s howl could be heard echoing throughout his Territory. The air itself began to split asunder in multiple areas as countless vengeful souls came streaming out and into the Overlord Death Knight’s right hand… he was forging a weapon from souls!

Yet for Ferti’nier, who was more amused than threatened as she stood at that same exact spot from the very beginning, she merely snapped her fingers nonchalantly. The fiery pit below instantly disappeared, replaced by over a hundred humanoid shadows rushing at the Overlord Death Knight.

However, the Overlord Death Knight wasn’t fazed by the sudden attack. He continued focusing on his forging while the Overlord Lich took this opportunity to send aid from his own Territory. His wraiths and Ferti’nier’s own shadows quickly clashed with each other. Being both denizens of the dark and incorporeal, there was suddenly this strange sense of competitiveness between the minions.

In truth, however, Ferti’nier could have summoned more shadows if she wanted to. But it had been so long since she got to play. Naturally, she wasn’t going to let her opponents get defeated by her so easily. Her opponents, even now, did not realise that she was still going easy on them, especially with how they seemed to be able to trade blows evenly.

Lest one forgot, Ferti’nier was not only dealing with the Overlord Lich and the Overlord Death Knight, the shadows she had summoned some time ago were still delaying the spirit wolves summoned by the Overlord Werewolf. In spite of that, she showed no signs of struggling at all.

Yet as Aques Lumen peered at the multi-front battle going on between them, he couldn’t help but wonder to himself. Whose side was she really on? Was she an ally? But she clearly attacked him just now. An enemy, then? But she’s clearly helping him now. The truth was that the answer did not matter. At the very least, three of the four Overlords had been delayed by her. There was just that Overlord Vampire to deal with. Time to get serious.

Amidst all that, he still had to worry about the other Demon Hunters he brought along with him. Thanks to Nicole’s signal, he knew that they would be dealing with a lot of enemies. That was why he not only brought the elites of the Demon Hunters, he also recruited some mercenaries as well. He was afraid for Nicole’s safety, so he rushed to the battlefield first. It shouldn’t be long before the experts he brought along arrived.

The problem was that these experts were just Eight-star at best. In the eyes of an Overlord, they weren’t even a threat. Naturally, that wasn’t to say that a single Overlord could take on a hundred Eight-stars. But an ordinary Overlord was still able to easily fend off eight, or even nine Eight-stars.

In order to avoid any casualties amongst his reinforcements, Aques Lumen knew he mustn’t hesitate any longer. Thus he gripped down hard on his sheath sword and rapidly retreated…

Opponent seemingly on the run, the Overlord Vampire clearly wasn’t going to allow that to happen. However, the moment he tried to catch up with the Demon Hunter in order to prevent him from deploying his Territory, a serpentine shadow creeped up from behind him and bound him. Unable to react in time, the Overlord Vampire was stuck fast. Yet that was about the extent of Ferti’nier’s interference. After all, it wasn’t her plan to deal with this Vampire, else he would be dead already.

Unfortunately, the Overlord Vampire had no way of knowing this. His first thought, upon seeing this lone serpentine shadow, was that his other three allies were pressuring Ferti’nier hard.

A foolish thought, to be sure. Why would she even interfere in this fight if she was truly in dire straits?

“Even now you wish to protect this Human? Just you wait. Once I’m done with him, I’m going to drain you of all your blood. I don’t think I’ve had a Fallen Angel’s blood yet…” The Overlord Vampire promptly shattered the serpentine shadow upon declaring so. He then rushed at Aques Lumen. At the same time, he cut his own wrists and scattered the blood in front of him.

“Face your baptism of blood, mortal!”

Territory: Blood River!

Previously, the amount of blood scattered in front of him was at most a liter. Yet the moment he deployed his Territory, the blood expanded several times over. Rather, it multiplied, to be exact. With the scattered blood as its core, the blood began to coalesce into a blood pool!

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Author: The Sole Survivor	Original Source: SFACG
Translator: CatatoPatch	English Source: Re:Library

A Territory is one of the defining traits of an Overlord. Precisely because an Overlord, upon deploying their Territory, could bend the laws of the world to some extent within that radius. The Territory gave them authority over a region, hence why they were called Overlords.

To deploy a Territory, one must first have an understanding of the world. Next is to ingrain that understanding within your soul. Finally, the Overlord uses his will and energy to change the laws of the world within that radius of influence and time frame.

Territories can generally be placed into these categories: Summoning, Elemental, Unique, and Composite.

Summoning refers to Territories which are able to summon aid for the caster, for example, summoning spirits or Elementals, without material restriction. As long as one had the mana, he could even summon an unlimited amount of Undead. However, the greatest weakness of these summons is that they can’t leave the Territory itself. When the Territory is deactivated, they will dissipate as well.

Elemental Territories allow one to freely wield an element of nature within the designated radius. For example, the cast could summon a sea of fire, a mountain of ice, an earthquake, and etc.

Unique Territories are a more complex lot. This category holds everything that can’t fit into the other three categories. Because of the heterogeneous nature of this category, it isn’t difficult to find Territories of all sorts within. Gravity, Blood, Curses, Ultrasound, Illusions, Transformations, Equipment summoning, and etc.

Yet if there had to be a ranking amongst Territories, the strongest and rarest category of Territories would undoubtedly be the Composite category. That was because Territories of this category had to be formed from the combination of at least two Territories, creating a brand new kind of Territory in the process.

One of the strongest known Composite Territory belonged to a certain Overlord, King Sindarm, founder of the Tarnia Kingdom three thousand years ago. King Sindarm’s Territory was a composite of all three categories of Territories. Within his Territory, he could summon spirits while controlling fire and gravity.

From: Territories: the Difference Between the Ordinary and the Extraordinary.

While Aques Lumen was busy being caught in an ambush by three Overlords, the Overlord Lich suddenly turned his attention to Ferti’nier, still floating above the battlefield nonchalantly. “The Fallen Angel in the air, I don’t remember inviting you to our party.”

“About that. I actually wasn’t planning to interfere in your affairs either. However, I seem to have unknowingly become a target as well. In other words, it’s all self-defense.” Ferti’nier lazily replied, arms folded around her decidedly flat chest. Something she had difficulty getting used to right now. Mo Ke was an Origin Angel, which meant he had no gender assigned. Thanks to that, his chest was a lot less comfortable to fold her arms around. At least, not when compared to the mountains she previously boasted. However, Ferti’nier wasn’t a picky Devil. Even if it was flat, this was just a temporary body she was borrowing.

“In that case, can I count on you not interfering from now on?” The Overlord Lich politely asked. Yet while it might have seemed like he was simply trying to persuade Ferti’nier not to interfere, he was also indirectly warning her to stay away, lest she found herself in hotter waters than she would like. Naturally, he wasn’t about to threaten her so overtly.

However, that merely earned him the scorn of Ferti’nier, who sneered at the Lich below. “How amusing. I still remember, not long ago, how one of your subordinates even suggested that he would capture me to be his bed warmer. Guess what happened when he bit off more than he could chew? And now… you three wish for me to pull out of this amusing game? Do you think you are a Demigod?”

“I guess there’s no way we are settling this peacefully then?” The Overlord Lich asked, slightly annoyed.

“What do you think?” Ferti’nier cocked her head to the side.

“I’ll admit: a hundred-meter radius Territory is quite terrifying. But your Territory does not extend to me. As long as I keep out of range of it, there’s nothing you can do either.” Even though the Overlord Lich was clearly inferior to Ferti’nier, he wasn’t about to cave in either. Ferti’nier might be able to move her Territory with her, but he was confident that he could avoid her too. After all, they were both Overlords, and there was still a one hundred meters between him and the edge of her Territory.

Unfortunately for him, his optimism wasn’t in line with reality. Perhaps his valuation of abilities was just too high, or perhaps he had severely underestimated Ferti’nier’s own. While Ferti’nier might not have her old body right now, her understanding of Territory remained; as long as her soul was intact, this wouldn’t change and would even persist partially through death.

Not to mention the fact that Mo Ke’s own body was leagues above Ferti’nier’s to begin with. Three Original Sins, and even Lucifer’s own bloodline: had Mo Ke been an Overlord, Ferti’nier might have even regained her Demigod status…

“Since you’re that confident, I say we have some fun, then.” Her lips curled into a devilish smile. “I’m going to rip out every single bone of your body, then break it oh so slowly!”

Territory: Wraith of Purgatory!

Contrary to what the Overlord Lich expected, Ferti’nier did not try to chase him into her Territory. Instead, she further expanded her Territory, up to its utmost limits. In a split second, her hundred-meter Territory doubled to two hundred, encapsulating that Overlord Lich even from where he was standing!

Soon after, countless flames roared to life with Ferti’nier as their center. The Overlord Lich had noticed the change in environment, but it was already too late to act. Before he could retreat out of Ferti’nier’s Territory, a wave of scorching heat blanketed him, threatening to turn his bones to ashes.

At the same time, the edges of Ferti’nier’s Territory burst into flames, forming gigantic walls that blocked off any escape. Should the Overlord Lich try to forcefully break through this fiery barrier, only death awaited him.

“Curses… for her to be this strong…” The Overlord Lich was fully regretting his choices now. He had assumed that one hundred meters was Ferti’nier’s limit, but even that was an underestimation of her abilities. With her previous status as a Demigod, she was able to fully realise the latent potential in Mo Ke’s body, temporarily raising its rank to that of a Peak Overlord’s. Not yet a Demigod, but definitely not far either!

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Author: The Sole Survivor	Original Source: SFACG
Translator: CatatoPatch	English Source: Re:Library

Having an opponent suddenly activate her Territory like that caught Aques Lumen completely off guard. In the first place, his Territory was unique in that it required certain conditions before it could be deployed. Besides, Ferti’nier’s Territory was several times larger than his own, so even if he did manage to deploy his own Territory, it would most likely only last a few seconds before being completely dominated. Aques Lumen had lost before the battle had even been decided.

All he could do now was try and preserve his life, in hopes that his opponent wasn’t out to get his blood. Yet what happened next came as a complete surprise to him. Not only did she not attack him, she instead launched an attack towards another target.

With a casual wave of her hand, Ferti’nier fired off a black sphere of lightning towards a tree, merely twenty meters behind Aques Lumen. As its mighty trunk came tumbling down with an ear-splitting creak, a silhouette took the opportunity to zip behind Aques Lumen, claws ferociously tearing into the Demon Hunter’s back.

Aques Lumen had already noticed that something was going on behind him. Now that his opponent had clearly shown his hostility, he spun around and stabbed at his foe rather than defend. A hit! An unexpected outcome to the Demon Hunter, but it had merely pierced the left hand of the new opponent. More importantly, that opponent seemed to have no intention of letting that sword slip from his grasp…

His foe was a whirlwind of blows. Upon sealing off Aques Lumen’s weapon, he never stopped attacking for even a second. Finally, his razor sharp claws managed to find an opening and tore at Aques Lumen’s heart. This time, it seemed like it could really deal a decisive blow… even with Aques Lumen’s abilities, his body was still that of a normal Human’s. Should his heart get pierced, he was done for.

The situation was looking dire for him. Aques Lumen did not have much choice but to dodge backwards, hopefully outranging his opponent’s reach. Slim as that possibility might be, all he could do now was leave his fate up to the heavens…

Yet just when he thought he was done for, a black shadow suddenly erupted from the ground and deflected that attack!

The claw tore right through the shadowy figure, but it did not even react in the slightest. After all, shadows could not speak.

While shadows ordinarily weren’t physical objects, this shadow summoned by Ferti’nier Territory was unique. It had the properties of a physical object, and slowed the claw attack down by a second as it passed through. With this tiny sliver of opportunity, Aques Lumen immediately channelled all his Fighter’s Aura into his sword, blasting a bloody hole into his opponent’s other claw. His sword was now free to act once more.

This sudden development had caught the figure by surprise. His ambush not only ended up failing, the shadow which he had pierced was now coiling his way up his shoulder, and soon his entire body was bound up!

“A Werewolf?!” Pulling himself away from his opponent, Aques Lumen managed to grab a proper look at his opponent for the first time. It was a nearly four meter tall, grey-furred Werewolf. An unexpected opponent to meet here, but his confusion merely lasted a second before he came to a rough conclusion. “I see even the fearless Werewolves have now fallen so low as to work with their hated enemies, the Vampires.”

“ROARRRR!!” The grey-furred Werewolf howled at Aques Lumen as it struggled to break free from the serpentine binding put on him. Unfortunately, his efforts bore no fruit in the end. With no choice left, assuming he wanted to get out any time soon, he could only pull out what looked to be his ultimate move. His body began to emit an eerie white light that quickly engulfed a fifteen meter radius. Three hulking white spirit wolves appeared out of thin air and rushed at the serpentine binding, clawing and biting furiously.

Territory: Nether Wolves!

Now that he was free from the pesky shadow, he wasted no time at all in leaping at Aques Lumen, fangs glistening in the light!

Naturally, Aques Lumen wasn’t one to underestimate his opponent. The fact that he had deployed a Territory meant that he was dealing with an Overlord Werewolf. The Werewolves were one of the well-known combat races amongst the denizens of darkness. Their race was blessed with an impressive regenerative ability; as long as the damage wasn’t fatal, they could slowly heal back up. That was why Werewolves often attacked with no regard for their lives. As long as their wounds were able to trade for another, it was their firm belief that their regenerative abilities would take care of the rest.

And there was no better proof of this than the fact that the gaping hole in that Werewolf’s hand was already starting to close up, even as he was furiously swinging at Aques Lumen.

Unlike his opponent, Aques Lumen couldn’t risk getting hit at all, even with the power of a Devil flowing within him. After all, he was just a normal Human with no superhuman regeneration to save him.

In the meantime, Ferti’nier continued floating in the air, arms folded and every bit a passive spectator.

Aques Lumen knew he had to deploy his Territory quickly. However, his Territory had the unique weakness of requiring a whole second of activation. Yet with the Werewolf’s ferocious clawing, there was no way he would ever find a second of free time to focus. Especially not when his movement suddenly felt sluggish -most likely an effect of being in the Werewolf’s Territory. Then there was the issue of that Devil still watching from the sidelines. He wasn’t in danger for the time being, but it was only a matter of time before he was dealt a lethal blow.

The Werewolf continued hammering the Demon Hunter, forcing him to be fully occupied with defending, until, finally, he managed to force the man against a three meter tall boulder. The moment Aques Lumen unwittingly came close to that boulder, a swarm of red bats, numbering at least in the thousands, flew straight at him. Now, with a bunch of Spirit Wolves and a Werewolf attacking him from the front, and a horde of bats from the back, he had nowhere to escape to…

Yet just when it looked like he was about to meet his maker, a bunch of shadowy silhouettes rose from the ground and began rending the red bats asunder, turning all the red bats into a pile of red liquid in an instant. Ferti’nier had acted to save him once more! For reasons known only to her, she summoned forth those seven shadows with a curl of her finger and sent them to block the attack.

As more and more red liquid fell on the floor, they began to coalesce towards a spot until a figure started to rise from the gruesome-looking pool of red. Finally, in its place stood a handsome man, dressed in a typical noble’s garb, that was dyed red on the inside and black on the outside…

With Ferti’nier helping to block off the red bats, Aques Lumen was able to precisely time his dodge at the last second. The three Spirit Wolves were unable to react before colliding head-first into the shadowy figures summoned by Ferti’nier, entangling themselves into one giant mess.

“A Vampire Overlord…” The identity of those bats couldn’t be any clearer to Aques Lumen now. His eyes narrowed as subconsciously gripped down on his sword.

“You’ve really teamed up…” He spat out angrily. “Let me guess… those Undead Nicole told me about… that means there should be an Undead Overlord somewhere as well.”

“Haha, you can guess all you want.” The Vampire Overlord licked his lips as he sneered. “Ahh… I can’t wait to taste the blood of an Overlord. It must be sweeter than a virgin’s…”

“…” Aques Lumen was never one for wasting words with his opponents. If there was something he desperately wanted to figure out now, it would be the stance of that Devil floating about. She did not seem to be on his side. But if she was an enemy, she had already saved him twice. Truly, a head-scratcher.

However, thinking too deeply into this matter was pointless now. He had to face these two newcomers with all his might. As for the Devil floating above, at the very least, she wasn’t out to kill him, or he would be dead many times over by now.

Having come to that decision, he decided to try and deploy his Territory once more. Yet just as he was about to do so, his instincts immediately screamed of danger to him. A veteran of countless battles, he knew to trust his instincts at such crucial times. He swiftly launched himself out of the way with a quick kick off, tumbling roughly ten meters to the side.

Barely a second later, the area where he last stood was overwhelmed by dozens of bone hands. Because he had managed to dodge their grasps, they merely dissipated into the air after failing.

“The Branch Leader of Azure’s Demon Hunters’ Guild, Aques Lumen. Publicly, his strength is only announced as Eight-star, but he is actually at the level of an Overlord. His Territory is special, having some connection to Devils. In all likelihood, only the top brass of the Demon Hunters’ Guild know about this. Am I right so far, Mr. Branch Leader?” A skeletal Mage, dressed in black robes and wielding a skeletal staff, walked out from the shadows of a tree nearly two hundred meters away.

“Did you really think we went through all this trouble just to capture your student?” As the black-robed skeleton spoke, his jaws clacked together to produce an almost mechanical voice.

“An Overlord Lich…” Even though the skeletal Mage hadn’t deployed his Territory yet, Aques Lumen could already tell from his oppressive aura that he was dealing with an Overlord. Never in his wildest dreams would he have imagined that he would be facing off against three Overlords in this backwater village. Furthermore, the way they acted suggested that they were laying in wait here just to ambush someone like him!

Overlord-tier experts were never easy to kill. Without an absolute advantage in strength, one could only rely on overwhelming numbers to kill off an Overlord. If an Overlord was dead set on escaping, you would need at least two other Overlords to have a chance at killing him.

Clearly, this whole setup was created to ensnare a Human Overlord.

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Author: The Sole Survivor	Original Source: SFACG
Translator: CatatoPatch	English Source: Re:Library

“Now, be good, and off with you.” Ferti’nier leaned in and pinched Zurnalin on her cheeks. “Heheh, so nice and soft…” She said with a lascivious smile.

“…Your Holiness… what are you…” Zurnalin instantly turned red.

In the past, it was her that was always badgering Mo Ke to have a kid with her. This time, it was Mo Ke, piloted by Ferti’nier, who was on the offensive. How the tables have turned…

“They are here…” Ferti’nier suddenly announced. She had planned to… introduce herself to Jezsere next, but time wasn’t on her side this time. With a spread of her wings, she took the air and yelled, “you guys leave first! I’ll hold them back!”

Having said that, she flew off without waiting for a reply.

“Your Holiness…” Zurnalin watched the figure of Ferti’nier disappear into the distance, helpless to stop her from leaving. It was then that she finally realised how strange this whole situation was. Half muttering to herself in confusion, “why does Her Holiness seem like such a different person after a short stroll?”

“That’s Mistress Ferti’nier.” Regine, who had previously been silent, suddenly interjected herself into the conversation.

“Mistress Ferti’nier?”

Clearly, no one here knew about this new mistress.

However, Regine wasn’t fazed at all as she coolly explained, “Master’s circumstances are unique. His body holds two souls within it. Ferti’nier is Master’s big sister, the other soul living in Master’s body.”

“So this Mistress Ferti’nier shares control of Master’s body as well?” Jezsere asked out of curiosity.

Regine shook her head. “I’m not sure… But Mistress Ferti’nier is a very powerful figure, her judgement shouldn’t be wrong.”

“Then we will retreat for now.” Even though she wasn’t willing to admit it, Zurnalin knew what was the right move to take now. If Ferti’nier was as powerful as Regine claimed, she must have had her reasons for telling them to retreat.

Jezsere climbed onto Mo Ning once more with the aid of Jill, arms still hugging Ann who was still in a shell-shocked state. She could still feel the little girl shivering in her arms, and she wanted to lean in and comfort her. However, the ground suddenly quaked and a shockwave blasted towards them, shaking the surrounding foliage in the process…

“They’ve seemed to have started fighting… Such a strong attack… Her Holiness actually hid such a strong power within herself?” That shockwave might have only lasted a split second, but Zurnalin knew better than anyone else that she couldn’t produce such force. How strong was that opponent facing off against Ferti’nier? Perhaps now wasn’t the time to be asking such questions. Retreating took priority.

Zurnalin shook her head before firmly declaring, “let’s go!”

“Sister Mo Ning, let’s go as well. I’m sure Master will return soon.” Said Jezsere, as she continued comforting the girl in her arms. “Don’t be afraid, Ann, we’ll get you to safety right away.”

“Mhm…” Ann did her best to stifle her tears before nodding. She instinctively leaned in closer to Jezsere and started snuggling against her chest. Every bit like an abandoned kitten, Jezsere couldn’t help but want to hug her even tighter at that point.

However, outside of Ann, there was no present who knew why Ann was so scared; just before leaving, Ferti’nier looked at her directly one last time, flashing her a knowing smile…

Back where Ferti’nier was…

A Swordsman, roughly thirty years of age and dressed in blue and white, stood upright on the ground, eyes glued to Ferti’nier. His black hair was braided neatly into a single ponytail and his aura made it clear that he wasn’t just any old fighter. His face lacked any expression on the surface, but if one were to look closely, a smile could be spotted hiding underneath that cool demeanor. A rather approachable-looking fellow. This was Nicole’s teacher, the branch leader of Azure’s Demon Hunters’ Guild, Aques Lumen.

“Nicole’s sword…” He placed his hand on his sheath immediately, eyes sharp as a hawk, as if he was secretly honing his sword energy. “Where’s my student?”

“Oh, don’t worry. She’s fine.” Ferti’nier looked down upon the man from her lofty heights, lips curled into a mischievous smile. “Rather, let’s talk about you. You seem to be her teacher, that something something branch leader. What a joke. A Demon Hunter using the power of a Devil…”

“…” Aques Lumen’s eyes went wide. Clearly, he hadn’t expected his little secret to be revealed right away. However, just because he lost some face, he wasn’t about to panic either. In the first place, he wasn’t such a fastidious person. “There’s no such thing as good or evil when it comes to power. The person is the one who is evil, not the power.”

“Hah. That’s an interesting answer. I’m sure my little brother would agree with that.” Ferti’nier cracked her neck a little, her eyes sparkling as if she was raring to go. “How about we have some fun together? It has been a while since I had some fresh air, after all.”

“I had the same idea myself!”

The fact that Ferti’nier had Nicole’s sword with her was deeply unsettling. There wasn’t much to say at this point, he merely drew his sword and sent a wave of sword energy slicing towards Ferti’nier.

Unfazed, she swung her fire and ice sword, sending a wave of sword energy crashing into the oncoming attack. Both waves were of equal power and ended up cancelling each other. No one got the better of the other, but it was clear Ferti’nier was the stronger one. After all, her sword wave was sent out later than his. Not only that, she had to calculate the attack’s trajectory and rough strength in order to achieve such a perfect cancellation. While it might have sounded simple, it was anything but in reality. In fact, it was nearly impossible, like a bullet colliding into another bullet that was fired earlier.

Having blocked that attack, Ferti’nier immediately swung the fire and ice sword once more. Under her precise control, she fired a massive ball of flames that promptly exploded into a shower of fire that covered a vast, hundred meter radius!

Mirror Waters Sword Arts: Sword Draw!

Aques Lumen entered a typical sword drawing stance for a second before unsheathing his sword at lightspeed, firing off a gigantic wave of sword energy right at the center point of that fiery rain. In that one move, he not only cleared the sky, he even forced Ferti’nier to dodge out of the way.

Yet while he might have successfully defended himself, the resulting sparks still landed on the foliage around him. It wasn’t long before his surroundings were engulfed in flames that voraciously spread to surrounding areas as well.

Right this very instant, Aques Lumen found himself in a sea of fire before he could even react!

Even with Mo Ke’s lacking Star-tier, Ferti’nier was still a Devil King. Against an Aques Lumen that wasn’t even being serious, crossing a couple of blows wasn’t a problem at all.

A wave of her left hand later, the surrounding flames miraculously started flying towards Ferti’nier. They began coalescing into a humanoid form, creating a Peak Seven-star Fire Elemental in no time at all!

Naturally, Ferti’nier could have skipped all that hassle and just summoned a Fire Elemental using her mana, but she was still hampered by Mo Ke’s strength. Trying to summon a Seven-star with his body would expend a significant portion of his mana. Therefore she chose to use his mana conservatively, seeing as she still hadn’t had enough fun yet. By firing off a fire attack, she knew that her opponent would inadvertently help her spread it when he tried to defend himself. And with so many plants around him, the spread would be rapid.

With so much natural fire energy to use, she merely required a core for the fire to coalesce around.

“Go.” She commanded curtly. Being linked to her will, the Fire Elemental could instinctively understand her will. It descended from the skies like a blazing sun, opening up first with a powerful punch to Aques Lumen!

Mirror Waters Sword Arts: Ice Lotus!

Aques Lumen stowed his sword quickly, then drew it an instant later towards the Fire Elemental. As his sword flashed upwards, a crystalline lotus bloomed outwards, covering the sky in an instant!

The moment the icy lotus touched the Fire Elemental, its limbs began to seize up. The flames around it immediately froze into a block of ice, without ever giving off any steam. The Fire Elemental had now turned into an ice sculpture!

At the same time as he fired off that ability, he leapt backwards, avoiding that ice sculpture as it came crashing into the ground with a deafening explosion. So strong was the shockwave that even Zurnalin heard the impact from where she was…

“Interesting. Seems like I have to get a little serious myself.” Seeing her Fire Elemental defeated so easily, Ferti’nier wasn’t affected in the least bit. On the contrary, she still smiled in that same teasing manner. “Come then, let’s see what else you have hiding!”

Having said that, she started flapping her wings. A shadow burst forth from its feathery ends, blanketing the skies and the earth at the same time. In just the blink of an eye, a hundred meter radius around Ferti’nier had undergone a drastic change. Yet this change wasn’t something that affected the physical surroundings directly. Instead, it was the laws of the world that seemed to change within this region.

As long as it was within this hundred meter area, Ferti’nier could now affect the laws of the world itself! This was what was known as an Overlord’s Territory.

“A Territory?!” Aques Lumen already knew that his opponent wasn’t an easy one. Yet he would have never expected her to be able to extend such a large Territory. Normal Overlords had a Territory of around twenty meters. Stronger ones had fifty. Aques Lumen himself was a new Overlord, having just entered this tier due to some special circumstances. At this point, the gap in their strengths was so wide, there wasn’t even a point in fighting any longer. Ferti’nier could just stomp all over him with her Territory!

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Author: The Sole Survivor	Original Source: SFACG
Translator: CatatoPatch	English Source: Re:Library

With Nicole out of the way thanks to her mana explosion, Ferti’nier reached for the burning yet icy cold sword in Mo Ke’s chest. Being an Epic-grade weapon, this sword had a consciousness of its own. The moment it sensed that Ferti’nier wasn’t its owner, a burst of fire and ice surged forth to repel her hand. Unfortunately for it, Ferti’nier used to be an all-powerful Devil King. Even constrained within a pathetic Five-star body like Mo Ke’s, she wasn’t going to be harmed by a mere weapon.

“You wish to oppose me too? Hmph.” Ferti’nier gripped down hard on the sword, then pulled it out anyway. She gave the sword a couple of casual yet dazzling flourishes before finally turning to face Nicole. Her lips curled into an evil grin as she eyed the haggard and emotionally unstable Demon Hunter.

“Girl, you’ve really blundered this time. That person just now was really your younger brother. Not that it matters now, since you stabbed him into hiding. At least your sister over here got to take control of his body thanks to that… I guess I should be thanking you even.”

Nicole’s eyes went wide upon hearing that. Faced with a Devil that seemed starkly different than before, having gone from writhing in pain to devastatingly bewitching, a myriad of explanations suddenly occurred to her, all bolstered by those taunting words Ferti’nier said to her. For example… what if she did in fact stab her own brother. He had, for some reason or another, turned into a Devil that also sealed another Devil’s soul within it…

“Devil!”

Her eyes went red at the thought that she really could have done that awful deed. Anger immediately overwhelmed her rationality. She did not even care that the Devil standing before her now was impossibly more powerful than her. She only had one thing in her mind, and she planned on enacting it. Reaching for her waist, she swiftly pulled out a pair of daggers and tossed them at Ferti’nier before they had even left their sheaths for a second.

However, those were easily parried by Ferti’nier who still wielded that fire and ice sword. Nicole promptly reached for a third dagger, in hopes of catching Ferti’nier off guard while she recovered from that move. Yet before she even got the chance, a hand grabbed onto her wrist and twisted it violently. In immense pain, she reflexively released the dagger, but she still had the presence of mind to strike behind her with her remaining hand. Unfortunately, that was quickly subdued as well.

She did her best to turn around to see her attacker, only to find a strange black shadow standing before her. It was the Shadow Guardian, which had been deployed stealthily at the start by Ferti’nier. Even though it wasn’t a very strong summon, it was enough to temporarily restrain Nicole.

Her situation could only be described as dire right now. However, she had no intention of quietly awaiting her death either. She did her best to struggle free from the shadowy construct. But she failed. Even after violently activating her Fighter’s Aura in a counterattack, she couldn’t get the shadow to release her. And that was because this was no longer Mo Ke in control of the spell. It was Ferti’nier, the Devil King!

The same ability in the hands of someone else often produced vastly different results. Mo Ke was a newborn Devil. While he might have possessed limitless potential, he was still too young in terms of his current reincarnation. He might have been able to beat anyone at his level thanks to his Epic-grade weapon and wide repertoire of spells, but he still lacked the experience of a longer-lived Devil. His life still had a long way to go.

The same couldn’t be said for Ferti’nier at all. She had lived immensely longer and had a wealth of experience. Even stuck in a Five-star body, she still possessed power far above her host body. After all, what was being used now was her very own, Demigod-tier abilities!

“How about you have a taste of being stabbed in the chest as well?”

Ferti’nier’s lips curled into a smile. She raised the fire and ice sword high then stabbed it downwards without any hesitation. However, with barely an inch from her target’s chest, she found that no matter how hard she tried, she couldn’t stab Nicole. Mo Ke’s body was resisting her. Even after being mortally wounded into a comatose state, he still wouldn’t allow Nicole to come to any harm at all…

“Sigh… If you’re going to go into hiding, then don’t be such a busybody… such a stubborn and troublesome little brother…” While she might have said that, Ferti’nier couldn’t help but smile warmly. “Forget it. If you’re going to be so insistent…”

Whoosh!

Still in control of Mo Ke’s body, she willed his Fallen Angel wings to appear from his back. With a flap of those wings, she took to the air, but still hovered above Nicole to stare at her dishevelled form.

“By all accounts, I should be showing my gratitude to you right now for allowing me to take control of this body. But I’m afraid I don’t have any more time to waste on you. Things have gotten a little messy, so I need to hurry as well. I’ll just take this sword of yours as a parting gift for my little brother…”

“Oh right. I should tell you that Mo Na isn’t some made up name either. That’s the name of this body’s daughter. And here’s something from that little brother of mine. He even gave up sleeping to finish it in time.”

With that, Ferti’nier flew off. At the same time, the Shadow Guardian holding Nicole down disappeared. No longer bound, she slumped lifelessly to ground, eyes locked to skies, and brain a complete void. Even now, she couldn’t come to a decision as to who it was she really stabbed. Her brain desperately screamed for her to not trust that Devil, and that all Devils were liars. However, it was also a fact that the Devil’s personality did a complete 180 after that. Was that really her little Ke?

Nicole dared not contemplate that possibility any further. She merely stared blankly at Ferti’nier’s disappearing silhouette, in hopes of somehow willing her to come back. Yet at the same time, she was afraid of what would happen then. Her eyes began to glaze over as the last of her energy finally left her.

Suddenly, a red crystal the size of an apple slowly dropped from the skies. She instinctively reached out with both hands to catch it. She woodenly looked down to see what it was she caught… A red crystal? No. That’s a voice-recording crystal. Teacher Mille Nix(Thousand Snow Crystal) used to have one as well.

(TL: going to use Mille Nix from now on, instead of Thousand Snow Crystal. Sounds cooler.)

For no reason in particular, she decided to activate the crystal, causing it to tremble slightly before a beautiful song started playing…

If you are the fireworks above the ocean
I am the bubbles on the waves
At some point in time, your light shines on me

If you are a distant galaxy
So dazzling that you make people want to cry
I am the pair of eyes chasing you
Whenever I am lonely, I search the skies

I can follow behind you
Like a shadow chasing light, sleepwalking
I can wait at this crossing
Doesn’t matter if you pass by or not

Whenever I lift my head because of you
Even tears feel like free (freedom)
Some types of love fall like sunlight
On the one hand, you possess it, on the other hand, you lose it

(TL: song lyrics taken from 追光者 by 岑宁儿. Translation taken from singchinesesongsinenglish(dot)com. I don’t want the link to react weirdly when I transfer the text to the website…)

“Ke…”

Zurnalin was the strongest Eight-star Magister present, she could sniff out a battle a mile away; her reputation as the beautiful leader of the Blood Drake Riders wasn’t for naught, after all. She sensed that fight between Ferti’nier and Nicole the moment it started. After all, Mo Ke had only brought Nicole away for a stroll, so they weren’t too far from her current location. As she looked in the direction that Mo Ke left in, she so happened to see Mo Ke, now Ferti’nier, flying in the sky.

“Your Holiness?!”

Her cry startled those around her, then a violent gust of wind blew through the clearing, after which a slender figure descended.

“I want everyone here to evacuate right this instant. Inform those watching the Undead as well to retreat.” Ferti’nier commanded Zurnalin and the others as naturally as Mo Ke would have. At the end of the day, she was the one who was closest to Mo Ke, and had spent the most time with him.

“Under–stood.” Zurnalin answered uncertainly. She could tell that this holy daughter of theirs had undergone some change, but she couldn’t put a finger as to where. Even so, she must have had her own reasons, so Zurnalin dared not tarry a second longer, rushing off to fulfill that command loyally.

“We are just going to leave those Undead there?” Asked Neneth, munching on a slice of bread as always. Still in the dark about what had happened in the forest, she asked in her usual adorable tone, “Sister Mo Na, why isn’t Sister Nicole with you? Also, why do you have a pair of purple wings growing out of your back? They are really pretty… can Neneth get a pair too?”

Ferti’nier’s impression of the little girl had always been good. She smiled sweetly at her as a sudden urge to tease her emerged. “That’s where you are wrong, Neneth. It’s not ‘we’, it’s everyone, excluding you, is going to leave those Undead there.”

“Ehhh? Why is that, Sister Mo Na?”

“That’s because your reinforcements from the Demon Hunters’ Guild are about to arrive.” Ferti’nier patted the girl on her head. “That Sister Nicole of yours was throwing a little tantrum in the forest just now, you should go check up on her.”

“Oh?” Neneth was a little puzzled that Nicole would do that, but it had never crossed her mind to doubt Ferti’nier’s words. She absentmindedly walked towards the direction Ferti’nier pointed at.

“Ah… so gullible.” Ferti’nier sighed while watching that familiar giant sword-bearing silhouette disappear into the forest. Yet after a quick smile to herself, she turned her attention back to the situation once more. “There’s no time to waste, have those scattered about leave first. The rest of you here, form up and evacuate south.”

By now, Zurnalin had returned from dispatching the signal of retreat. She looked at Ferti’nier with confused eyes and asked, “Your Holiness, you are not coming with us?”

“An Overlord from the Humans has arrived. I need to stall him while you all make your escape.” Having said that, she curled her lips in annoyance.

“What a bother. Must be that teacher that girl was talking about… I think our little brother would hate me for life if I were to kill someone like that. Bah… I’ll just take it as payment for letting me stay in his body…” She muttered to herself.

“Your Holiness, why is the Human Overlord out to get us? Furthermore, it’s not appropriate for Your Holiness to be the one staying behind. If someone has to stall for time, it should be me!” Zurnalin was even more confused, now that she had heard Ferti’nier’s explanation. Weren’t the Humans their allies? Temporarily, maybe, but still allies. And even if that wasn’t true, their roles seemed to have been reversed.

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