Chapter 324 - Episode Twenty-Four - The Immortal Monk Rathboutt (5)(Side: Rathboutt)
In front Rathboutt, Altamir ponders.
(I know the principle of the Abel ball, because the creator himself taught me about it in such detail that I regretted asking him about it out of curiosity. The adjustments and the amount of magic power consumed were so weird that even I couldn’t reproduce it perfectly, and I couldn’t use it as is because it might blow up the territory. Based on that magic formula, I’m going to improvise and reconfigure it into a practical magic formula now!)
Once, after I asked Abel about the Abel ball, Abel explained to me, without even asking, the magic formulas that make up the magic circle, one by one, in minute detail, every time I saw him for a week.
There were times when I couldn’t take it anymore and ended up slapping him in the face when I was frustrated, but as it turned out, it was a good thing that Abel had taught me this and that.
However, even with that much prior information, even with the legendary alchemist Altamir’s ability, adjusting the magic circle of Abel’s homemade magic is not something that can be done easily.
There are still some parts of the magic formula that are a complete black box, and there are also some magic formulas that I don’t understand at all even after listening to the explanation as to why this is necessary.
(But if Rathboutt is immortal unless the cursed monkey staff is destroyed, then I have no choice but to destroy it! And the only way I can destroy it now is with the Abel ball!)
Altamir drew a magic circle in her brain, and through trial and error, she shaved off the part of the Abel ball’s magic circle that paranoidly raised its power, and transformed it into a petite Abel ball.
“Let’s end this! You can’t beat me with you! Fufu …… Not even the orange witch can kill me off!”
Rathboutt jumped up, kicking the floor, and came towards Altamir.
While half of Altamir’s thoughts are on the development of the Petite Abel ball, she is thinking about how to deal with Rathboutt, whose physical abilities have been greatly enhanced by the spell.
(The activation of the Petite Abel ball will leave a huge gap …… Somehow, I’m going to push Rathboutt to the brink of death one more time and make him regenerate with that creepy monkey staff. And when I do, I’ll unleash a Petite Abel ball on that staff and destroy it!)
Altamir raises her arm.
The cube and triangular pyramids of the phantom copper Orechalcos spun and flew around, collapsing walls and ceilings as they closed in on Rathboutt.
“I’m getting tired of seeing that magic!”
Rathboutt touched the cube with his black, cursed body-dyed arm and flicked it in midair, accelerating and closing the distance to Altamir.
Altamir extends her arm toward the oncoming Rathboutt.
Ten swords made of instant metal, Hydeem Magimetal, were created and rained down on Rathbhoot.
But Rathboutt easily dispelled the swords with his cursed monkey staff and chanted.
“Water, penetrate!”
Five magic circles formed around Rathboutt’s body, and a blade of water shot out from the center.
Altamir spun in the air and avoided all the blades.
In the meantime, Rathboutt sneaks into the gap and swings his cursed monkey staff at Altamir.
Altamir retreats diagonally backwards.
Rathboutt thrusts his staff into the ground and uses it as a starting point to rotate his body, ducking at high speed into the path of retreat of Altamir, who is trying to escape from him.
(What, that move just now ……!?)
“It looks like you stopped.”
A thrust of the Cursed Monkey Staff was released into the back of Altamir.
Although she was hit in the back, Altamir lost her balance and used the power of the thrust to escape into the air and move through the air.
(His physical strength has been enhanced by the “Cursed Body”, so it’s only natural that he’s strong, but this man is also highly skilled in physical arts! He has a deep knowledge of sorcery, but he’s also a master of physical arts and has the same level of physical strength as a large magical beast, plus he’s immortal as long as he has his staff. Large scale attack is definitely Abel’s forte, but in close combat like now, he could reach Abel’s neck…)
“Are you just gonna keep running, Orange Witch!”
“…… You’re a formidable enemy, indeed. But, this time, it’s over.”
At the same time that Altamir said this, a curtain of fire and smoke rose around Rathboutt.
The flames spread through the floor and ceiling.
“This is …… tch! A flame ward!”
“I fine-tuned the ingredients of the Hydeem Magimetal, the Magimetal sword you so casually dealt with earlier, altered its properties and engraved a magical formula, specially made to mediate wards. I created a wall of fire inside the four swords that are connected.”
The cube and triangular pyramid of the phantom copper Orechalcos floated up close to Altamir.
“Crush him!”
At the sound of Altamir’s voice, the two solid bodies fell toward Rathboutt, who was burning in the wall of fire.
With a scream from Rathboutt, the two solid bodies fell through the floor with Rathboutt.
Finally, the sound of crushing flesh echoes in the lower levels.
Mea asks Artamir, fearfully.
“…… A-Are you done……?”
“No …… he’ll be back soon anyway. That man is almost undead.”
“He, he’s still alive!?”
Even with Altamia’s senses, Rathboutt was definitely still alive.
I can feel a strong magical wavelength coming from between the two solid bodies.
This is probably the regeneration spell for the body of Rathboutt, which is produced by the soul fragment of Rathboutt that was separated by the cursed monkey staff.
“Yeah, that’s why we’re going to finish it now. Flame, form, ball.”
A small spherical ward was created in Altamir’s hand, and red flames filled it.
As the wards begin to expand due to the flames inside, she uses his magic power to hold them back and keep them in size.
“That, could it be ……”
“Yes, it’s the Abel ball that that magic idiot taught me. I’ve kept the size and power down considerably, but …… it should be enough to vaporize that man.”
Of course, the target is not the Rathboutt itself, but rather the staff with the little monkey’s head attached.
However, there was no point in telling this to Mea, who did not understand the nature of the Rathboutt, that’s what Altamir told her.
“A-Altamir-san, you were able to use Abel’s magic? “
“Hmph, of course. Who do you think I am. Something like this …… hm?”
The petite Abel sphere at the end of Altamir’s hand changes into a distorted shape, bobbing up and down.
“N-No, wait, why!? No way!? No, no!”
“Altamir-san!? W-W-What should we do, Mea, should Mea do something!?”
If the spherical shape collapses, it will put an extra load on the entire ward.
Altamir desperately tried to reconfigure the wards and force them into a spherical shape.
With each revision, it swelled to a size that could have reached the height of Altamir, but somehow it stabilized as a sphere again.
“I-I’ve managed to get it back. If I had to describe it, I’d say it was a Petite Abel ball.”
“Petite ……?”