Chapter 407 - Episode Fifty-Three - A Visitor from the Fire Country (3)(Side: Jeem)
Altamir waved her arms.
The two metal crosses rise behind her shook the unconscious monks on top of them to the spot, transforming them into a large sphere and a triangular pyramid, respectively.
“It was interesting to see how you could manipulate a chunk of the phantom copper Oreichalcos. As expected of the witch Altamir.”
Jeem laughed.
The two pieces of metal, a sphere, and a triangular pyramid, that Altamir manipulated, flew through the air, spinning in a large circle with Jeem between them.
“From the way you’re dressed, I’m guessing you’re a sorcerer from the Maharaun Kingdom? I don’t know what to think you’re doing here, but if you’re going to do something about my magic wave tower, don’t expect to make it out alive!”
The two pieces of metal flew towards Jeem.
“…… Hmm, I’m a little pressed for time to bring that tower back.”
Jeem snaps his fingers, stomps his feet on the ground, and turns his palms to the left and right to form a stance.
His whole body was covered with fine, tightly packed muscle fibers, like the roots of a plant.
The two lumps of metal that had been pinched from both sides reversed their directions the moment they made contact with Jeem and bounced off in the direction they came from.
The sphere and pyramid carve the ground, knocked down trees, and push forward.
“Gross …… you’re using magic to enhance your body, aren’t you? What did you do to your body to make it like that?.”
Altamir was talking lightly, but inwardly she was upset.
The specific gravity of the phantom copper Oreichalcos is one of the highest among the many magic metals that exist.
Both the sphere and the triangular pyramid are about three meters in length, but in this size, they have a weight that approaches that of a large dragon with a length of fifty meters.
Because of the linearity of their movements, they are able to move at speeds beyond the reaction limits of ordinary warriors, and their momentum at maximum speed exceeds that of a large dragon.
Even if he strengthened his body with magic power, it’s a thing that he shouldn’t be able to repel easily.
While the assassin from the Riveras Kingdom, Rathboutt, was able to use his spell-enhanced body to force his way out of the way, Jeem is in a different league.
If he can hit two phantom copper Oreichalcos lumps approaching from both sides, he is way beyond the realm of martial arts.
“…… You’re related to Count Julem, who Lord Peltaire was wary of, aren’t you?”
Rathboutt was a freak who had escaped from the realm of humanity, but Jeem was not that kind of freak.
There is no way there can be more than one of these extraordinary people.
If that was the case, then his origins would naturally be limited.
He was not a member of the Marren tribe, so he could not be a relative of Abel’s.
“Are you surprised? Of my perfected martial arts. I don’t really need to use it on you, but you should be grateful. I don’t have much time, so I’ll give you my best shot.”
Jeem, with his strange appearance, snapped his neck and approached Altamir.
“It’s not as if I could have pushed it with force alone …… That strange trajectory, there must be some kind of trick ……”
When she thought about it, something passed through her mind.
Nearly a hundred years ago, before Altamir turned herself into an artificial spirit, she had a chance to fight the warrior monks of the Maharaun Kingdom.
At that time, there was a warrior monk who used a technique called “Ogre Flow” to reduce the damage by letting a part of the impact of the blow he received escape to the wall or ground.
If the technique that Jeem used was a higher level of the “Ogre Flow” and if he could completely transfer the impact he received to another object, then the trajectory of the phantom copper Oreichalcos lump that flew by would make sense.
It was just as if it had been subjected to an equal force in the opposite direction from which it had been flying.
Normally this would be a ridiculous idea, but I can’t think of any other explanation.
“…… But, if you had done that, the shock would have rushed through his body and messed up his bones and internal organs. There’s no way you can completely reduce the dispersion of impact to zero in the body of a complex animal. If you’re human, that is.”
At Altamir’s words, Jeem lifted the edge of his mouth.
“…… You are an artificial spirit just like me.”
It is no wonder that a mass of spirit body can freely change its body according to the impact it receives.
It’s not possible for Altamir to replicate such a feat of transporting impact by deforming its meticulous internal structure, but it makes sense in theory.
It made sense to think that Jeem’s bizarre appearance was not a mere strengthening of the body by magic power, but rather the activation of a spirit body by magic power, forcibly imitating human martial arts.
At Altamir’s words, Jeem’s face twisted into an ugly, ape-like grin.
“Hihohohohoho! An artificial spirit, you make me laugh. It’s great that you saw through me as a demi-human, but it’s so unpleasant to be mistaken for such a twisted being!”
Jeem kicked the ground and closed in on Altamir.
Altamir thrust her arms out in front of her, twelve fireballs floating around her.
The twelve fireballs headed to Jeem.
“But, as expected, you can’t return the heat, right!”
Jeem leaps left and right as he moves forward, easily dodging the barrage of fireballs.
It’s almost impossible to hit him. He moves too fast, far beyond the level of feints and strategy.
“Ugh ……”
Just as Altamir was about to float backwards and leave the scene, Jeem disappeared from her sight.
As Altamir looked around for Jeem, someone grabbed the back of her head and slammed her down to the ground.
“It’s a shame, orange witch. Did you think you could finish me off with mere fireballs?”
Jeem, who had been grabbing Altamir’s head, looked into her face.
“I’ve got just the man for the job, hihohoho. Ahhhh, I’m with you. You’ve heard about the tower from that crazy sorcerer, haven’t you? Would you mind giving me a tour?”
“…… You’re an idiot, huh. If you move that bomb, you could drop this entire planet you want into a space-time distortion.”
“You can resist, but …… I’ve got two more of my men heading to the village. I wonder if there’s anyone in the village who can fight my men? If we don’t get back soon, Fage territory will become a place of dead bodies, you know? Hmm?”
He put his face close to Altamir’s ear and said in a deliberate coaxing voice.
“You ……! For a man who calls himself a natural spirit, you’re quite cunning! This is why this tower is not something that should be touched properly ……!”
“That’s for me to decide. Now, quickly guide me to my satisfaction. I’m going to let you go if I can get the theory of the tower.”