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◈ Reincarnated as the Villain's Heir
Chapter 25: Sorry My Dark Magic Is Gloomy Magic
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Deniro, the eldest son of House Brooks.
With looks like he had stepped out of a delinquent manga, he gathered the nastier second-years around him and acted like king of the hill.
He was what you would call the boss of a side event.
However, he was a little too heavy for the current Leticia.
Right now, Leticia should be gaining experience by dueling first-years.
Second-years were still too early for her.
Side event bosses were often set a little stronger than the main-story bosses.
This time, it seemed the side event had happened a little early.
"Is Roguid dead?"
"Yes. Like the rest of you, he is not needed at this academy... no, in this country."
"House Balfont is just another noble house! You think you will get away with doing this?!"
"I am here because we do get away with it."
I answered the barking Deniro coldly.
Esty was tied up behind him.
She looked pitiful like that, so I would free her first.
I cast reinforcement magic on my legs, took a light step, and ran.
After slipping past Deniro, I cut the ropes with the magic sword.
"Pwah! L-Lord Alphys..."
"For now, stay still here."
Maybe Esty sensed something, because she did not question me.
Deniro and the others, who had ended up with me behind them, finally noticed and turned around.
"H-he is fast!"
"You are all too slow. You are probably strong for second-years, but if you live with that level of awareness, you will die sooner or later."
"What the hell are you babbling about?! Hey! You lot, kill him!"
The remaining second-years attacked all at once.
Two of them could use magic, huh? Ice and earth magic, with decent refinement, but their control was a little poor.
I smashed the ice pillars and rocks with the magic sword, then decided to show them my magic.
"Dark Needle."
Countless dark spikes were fired at the second-years.
They each tried to defend with their weapons, but it was useless.
The dark spikes slipped through the weapons.
"Gyaaaah!"
"Guh!"
"Agh!"
The dark spikes that pierced the second-years vanished immediately.
Just looking at it, no one would know what had struck the second-years now collapsed and bleeding.
"Wh-why did defense not work...?!"
"The strength of the dark attribute is that it can make attacks with no physical form. And yet it pierces the opponent's body precisely. Rock and ice cannot do that, right?"
"Then lightning can too! Lightning Beast!"
Deniro's body was wrapped in lightning, forming the silhouette of a beast.
Crackling loudly, Deniro became a beast of lightning and thrust both fists toward me as if threatening me.
"Kuhahahahaha! Nice! So this is House Balfont! But when it comes to magic without physical form, lightning is better!"
"True. Human reaction speed would have a hard time handling that."
"Exactly! If you put the focus on attacking, lightning is the strongest! Gloomy magic like dark magic is not scary at all if you fight it head-on!"
"I see, I see. Then come, beast."
Deniro, clad in lightning, charged.
When I caught him with the magic sword, my position shifted back slightly.
It had decent power.
"How's that?! You are stuck defending! This is not all I have!"
Deniro ran around the warehouse.
He looked quite pleased with himself as he moved too fast for the eye to follow.
Was he planning to ambush me from a blind spot?
"Hyahahahaha! This is the power that raised House Brooks to noble status!"
"B-Brother! Do not forget about us!"
"Shut up, worthless brother! A useless disgrace to House Brooks can get caught in it right there!"
"Eeeek!"
Dale and the other two crouched down, covering their heads.
I would deal with them later. For now, I would handle this unsalvageable man appropriately.
"You showed me something decent enough. I do not know if this counts as thanks, but I will reveal one more of my cards. Shadow Entry."
"He disapp..."
Deniro shook his head, searching for me after I vanished.
"Guaaaah!"
The magic sword that burst from Deniro's shadow pierced his stomach.
As I emerged from the shadow, Deniro glared at me hatefully.
"Gah... cough... Wh-what..."
"What happened? Shadow Entry is magic that lets me hide inside shadows. No matter how fast an opponent is, their shadow follows them."
"I... I do not want to die..."
"It is gloomy magic, after all. I guess it is not as flashy as lightning magic."
"Do not... want..."
Deniro sank to his knees, then collapsed.
Seeing Deniro lying in a pool of blood, Esty let out a small scream.
That was probably a little too stimulating for an ordinary student.
"Are you hurt?"
Even when I called to her, she did not react.
She simply stared blankly at me and did not look away.
"This seems like a pretty big shock. Esty, listen to me."
"Y-yes..."
"Do not tell anyone what happened here. Even if you did, it would not affect my activities, but I do not know what House Balfont might do to you."
"Yes..."
Was this what people called a daze?
Whether it was death or disappearance, I did not know what would happen, but not one person who made an enemy of House Balfont had ever stayed safe.
By tomorrow, even the traces that person had existed would be gone.
That was why investigating House Balfont was called the ultimate taboo.
"That goes for you too, Dale and the rest. Understood?"
"S-stop, my life, please, spare my life!"
"I do hesitate to kill my classmates in front of Esty. I will let you go."
"R-really?"
I punched the relieved Dale in the cheek with all my strength.
He crashed headfirst into a stored magic tool, and teeth scattered.
Then I grabbed Gaz and Keter by the hair and slammed them into the floor.
"Gyaaaaaah!"
"Agah! Aiiiiii!"
"Those are some impressive screams. If anything, you three are the ones I want to kill, so endure this much."
Looking down at the three of them as they screamed and cried, I kicked each of them once more.
Dale could not bear it and vomited, while the other two were already unconscious.
"Shtop... I won't do it anymorr... Don't kill me..."
"If you touch Esty or her family, I will definitely kill you next time. If you understand, pick up those two pieces of trash and disappear."
"T-trash...?"
"Those two you dragged around. Use mana reinforcement or whatever and carry them out already, before I change my mind."
"Y-yes!"
Dale tried his hardest to drag the other two out of the warehouse.
After seeing that through, I left the warehouse.
Then, when I raised one hand, several people appeared from the darkness and entered the warehouse.
That was House Balfont's special cleaning squad.
The special cleaning squad existed throughout the entire country.
Actually, I did not know their faces at all.
Only Leorg knew who they were. They usually hid somewhere around me, which was helpful.
Since they worked behind the scenes, I secretly called them stagehands.
If I wanted, I could probably grab one by the scruff of the neck and look at their face.
But that would be rude, so I refrained.
They always moved with such quick, silent steps that lately I had begun to find them a little charming.
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