Chương 8: D-Demon!
(A/N: Five chapters count as a mass release right? right?
I overslept.....)
As soon as the word left Galahad's mouth, the old man got off his horse and started walking towards him, his face was showing that he was struggling with something of course he was, Sloth corrupts an individual making them subordinates of it's user, Galahad's eyes twinkled as he heard the Voice of the World in his head,
[Extra Skills Appraisal, and Magicule Converter, Acquired]
He clicked his tongue in annoyance, "Tch.....I was hoping for something related to fire.... sigh." looked like he had to take the long way around after all, since it wasn't exactly easy to obtain skills in this ruthless world. Looking at the old man kneeling at his feet he in an instant cut his head off. He then raised his sword again continuing on with the massacre as the soldiers tried to back away only to be sliced into pieces as soon as he reached them. Some may consider him an asshole for doing this but this is the way it worked here and morals were a thing of the past for him, his priorities only efficiency for lazing around which were correlated in his case.
Once more raising the sword to the sky another beam of white extended into the sky, if you have something why not use it was his thought process, holding back was simply meaningless and such things were not enjoyable only being done so that he could fulfill his goals. "Holy Judgement." another beam of light descended with another explosion, it split apart the ground once again just like Sieg spammed Balmung so was he spamming his own. The second deployment however eradicated most of the enemy forces, Only leaving behind stragglers which he chased down and killed as there was a chance of them regathering for revenge or something and such things are inefficient. "D-Demon!" someone shouted, quite contrary to the statement however, Galahad was a Saint!
[Unique Skill Merciless Acquired]
Much like with Rimuru he had also acquired this unique skill though for him it was practically useless since he had already killed everyone here. As the last of them fell the only thing they remembered before death was his cold and indifferent gaze as he continued with his massacre. The ground was stained with blood well what was left of the ground anyway. Looking around himself he gave a sigh as the sword dissipated, the stench of Death hung heavy around him, he sat down yawning, he himself was surprised this was much much more death than what he was responsible for before his if he may add 'untimely' death but opposite to what should be happening he was not feeling anything.
He lied down on his back with his arms under his head, focusing on the acquired skills Appraisal did literally what it's name implied giving him knowledge of the thing he appraised or an enemy's magicule capacity and amount and the likes, Magicule Converter was a skill that allowed him to convert his own magicules into the elements. Focusing some in his mouth he blew out a small amount of fire. "It..works." Until he got an idea, he raised one of his hands as ice started forming around him until it formed a sort of ice covering. "Ahhh....this is heaven." he lazily said turning to the side, the only draw back was that it ate through magicules like a bullet not really cost efficient and quite dangerous to use in a battle with magicule exhaustion being a thing. Merciless just let him take the soul of anyone who lost the will to fight once while facing him, even if they regained it later on.
WITH THE SOLDIERS,
"Are you seeing what I'm seeing?" one asked the other, "The guy just massacred everyone." another remarked, "Who do you think it is?" the first one replied, "How about you go ask him?" he shook his head to say no, after all something that was capable of that was a monster in human skin, and he killed even those that surrendered not really painting a good picture in their minds. If it were monsters attacking it might be another story, but someone who mercilessly cut down tens of thousands of humans even if the enemy, was nothing other than terrifying. "And he's sleeping in ice." "He is." one of them loudly shouted, "Believe it Motherfucker!"
WITH GALAHAD,
Not really caring about the time or place, Galahad fell asleep because of how good it felt to lie down in such a cool place instead of the blazing Sun. After two or so hours however the ice started melting and some water fell on his face, waking him up. He sat up and yawned before rubbing his eyes, "Oh...I dozed off." Shrugging he stood up as the ice completely melted and walked back towards the kingdom.
Entering in he saw that everyone was staring at him like some exotic animal, mixed in with fear mainly fear as almost everyone kept their distance when he walked through the streets eventually reaching the inn where everyone stared at him silently, sitting at the counter he like always rested his head in his arms and chuckled, of course he'd become an outcast after what he just did but this was good after all no one would bother him now, moreover he wasn't even one of this kingdom's men. This put a smile on his face as he closed his eyes even though he had woken up just half an hour ago.
The owner said, "I heard what happened" he lazily turned his head towards her, "Oh?" he said raising his brow, "Well even if they don't show it, everyone is grateful for what you did so don't mind it too much." she said in a serious voice, after all he was the one who saved their town and even if they wanted to deny it he was their savior. He sat up straight before looking at her a few seconds he then burst out laughing at her, after a good few seconds he wiped his eye and said, "Sorry." what? did she think he was bothered by it or something? He was glad for it!
Once more resting his head he said, "Still thanks for telling me." She looked at him weirdly before nodding slowly, He smiled at her actions, "Well it's been a good stay..... but I'll be leaving tomorrow." he said, since he had no way of learning flame magic anyway, staying here for two weeks was completely useless. She crouched down and brought out a bag of money, she placed it at the counter again with a smile, she wasn't an asshole if he didn't want to stay anymore she'd give him the rest of the money back. Galahad stared at it for a while in disbelief wasn't she supposed to shout, "NO REFUNDS!!" or something before smiling and taking the money back, "Thank you."
She nodded at him with a smile, "No problem, come again if you decide to visit." He lazily nodded at her, he would come back here alright just not for what she thought. Taking the moneyback he tied it to the back of his waist, since he didn't have anything like a convinient inventory, and walked up to his room before dissipating his armor and falling asleep again, with a smile on his face even though he had killed almost 60,000 people earlier.
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