Why must the devil be Defeated?-Chapter 99 - : 098 [I am a pig!]

Chapter 99: 098 [I am a pig!]

“Rumble rumble…”

In a series of wheel sounds, a procession of carriages was rushing along a secluded path, stirring up clouds of dust.

This mighty convoy looked just like a caravan of merchants, not just dressed as traders, but also laden with many goods. One would believe that even if someone saw this on such a remote path, they would definitely assume it was merely a merchant preparing to do business in a nearby town or a large merchant house transporting important goods.

Unfortunately, it was all a disguise.

Those dressed as merchants were actually knights.

And the cargo was merely food and supplies and goods for camping in the wild.

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The escort squad of Lamijion was thus disguised as a merchant convoy, making their way. Even Beren, who rode a splendid horse, had donned a cloak, disguising himself as a merchant’s guard, while the adventurers remained as they were, with no change in their attire.

This was because it was very common for caravans escorting merchants to commission such services in any town, and having adventurers travel with merchant convoys was nothing out of the ordinary.

Therefore, the adventurers were the only ones who needed no disguise.

However, whether it was Leon, Magre, or Udilis, at that moment they all held a tattered sheepskin parchment, following Shane’s lead with a skeptical look on their faces as if questioning life itself.

“Is this really a powerful Magic Tool capable of defeating a Level 77 member of the Demon Clan?”

Leon held the dilapidated parchment with a doubtful expression.

It wasn’t just Leon; Magre had turned the paper over several times, scrutinizing it without discovering anything remarkable. This was to say nothing of Udilis, who hailed from a Magic Tool Shop and whose eyes were full of confusion.

“Isn’t this just a piece of scrap paper?” Udilis spoke with extreme uncertainty. “I haven’t detected any Magic Power at all from it, nor can I see any precious materials included within.”

Obviously, Udilis was quite skeptical about the so-called powerful Magic Tool in her hands.

And naturally, Lu Muya and Merica felt the same way.

“It smells just like ordinary paper…”

This was the conclusion Lu Muya came to.

“I haven’t sensed any Magic Power either.”

Merica was serious, but could not hide the skepticism in her eyes.

Only Vivian and Tielle, holding the so-called powerful Magic Tool in their hands, looked at each other speechlessly. Nearby, Alis was continually flipping the sheepskin parchment, as if trying to glean something from it. If he hadn’t been worried about potential issues, he might have already begun to tear it apart violently, to see what made this trash-like item any different.

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It’s worth mentioning that Beren was also here, silently watching Shane.

But Shane didn’t feel guilty; instead, he spoke with great sincerity.

“Even if you ask me like this, I can’t answer your questions,” Shane said frankly, “I too received it from someone else’s hands. If even you can’t detect anything extraordinary, then I certainly can’t.”

Hearing this, the others didn’t object.

In fact, several people nodded in agreement.

“Perhaps there is a trick here that we can’t see through.”

“After all, it’s the work of that person.”

Beren and Leon commented as such.

“Indeed.” Though Udilis felt somewhat unwilling to concede, she still said, “At least, I completely do not recognize the Magical Text inscribed here, but it looks very mysterious and extraordinary, perhaps the secret lies within these Magical Text.”

The only thing extraordinary about the Magic Tool, which seemed just like a piece of scrap paper in everyone’s hands, was that it was inscribed with mysterious text that none of them recognized.

That was the only feature of this so-called Magic Tool that could claim to be out of the ordinary.

But…

“…Why do I feel like the ink on it is still wet?”

“…Vivian, perhaps we should hold back some of our comments.”

Vivian and Tielle hesitated to speak their minds and eventually chose silence instead.

The rest once again gathered around Shane to confirm the usage conditions of the Magic Tool.

“As long as we chant the Magical Text inscribed here accurately, we can activate this Magic Tool, right?”

Beren looked at Shane for confirmation.

“Yes,” Shane nodded vigorously, “You must chant it accurately and without any deviation; otherwise, it won’t be successfully activated. That’s the usage condition that one told me about. I also practiced for a long time before I managed to succeed a few times; otherwise, I wouldn’t have needed to go outside the city to experiment.”

As he spoke, Shane even put on the appearance of someone who had endured arduous training, as if reminiscing those tough yet fulfilling days, revealing a gaze that looked off into the distant horizon.

Seeing this, the crowd started to believe him a bit.

“Can I try it?”

Beren pondered for a while before deciding to give it a try.

“Of course.” Shane didn’t feel any guilt and even seemed as if he had been waiting for this moment for a long time, once again showing a serious expression, he said sternly, “Remember to chant it exactly as I taught you, and loudly, understand?”

“Under… understood.” Beren seemed to be intimidated by Shane’s seriousness, his mood becoming somber while he couldn’t help but tighten his facial expression, “Then, I’ll start.”

Instantly, everyone’s gaze gathered on Beren.

Under such scrutiny, Beren took a deep breath and raised the “Magic Tool” high.

“〖I am a pig! A pig with dreams! Come and kill me if you dare! Come on!〗”

This so-called Magic Spell was chanted out by Beren.

Nobody understood the meaning of these words.

Because, they were not the text or language of this world, but rather from the world of a certain Hero in his previous life.

“Pfft!”

Shane couldn’t help but burst out laughing.

The rest of the people, however, looked stern.

This was because, despite Beren clearly using a “powerful Magic Tool,” nothing happened.

“Did I do something wrong?”

Beren knitted his brows tightly, confusion apparent in his eyes.

Shane immediately suppressed his smile.

“Well, it probably wasn’t loud enough,” Shane changed his expression in a split second, still as serious and earnest as before, “You must chant loudly, without any mistakes. So, Lord Bellen, try it again.”

Upon hearing that, Beren nodded heavily, took a deep breath, and once again raised the “Magic Tool.”

“〖I am a pig! A pig with dreams! Come and kill me if you dare! Come on!〗”

This time, Beren put all his energy into it, his voice loud and clear, like a flood breaching its banks, echoing across the fields.

Consequently, including himself, nobody noticed a faint chant that had simultaneously begun.

“[Tinder]…”

At that moment, astonishing Magic Power erupted.

“Boom!”

Accompanied by a violent Explosion sound, a place a certain distance from the caravan burst into flames and smoke, wild surges of heat rolling out, the shockwave and blast winds spreading.

“Success… I did it!”

Beren was overjoyed.

The others inhaled sharply, even Vivian and Tielle were caught by surprise.

“What terrifying power!”

“Even Upper-level Magic might not have this kind of power, right?”

“No wonder even Level 77 of the Demon Clan couldn’t withstand it!”

“Too… too amazing!”

Everybody started to react with surprise and excitement.

Especially Udilis, the daughter of the Magic Tool Shop, and Merica, a Mage, who both had their eyes light up, looking at the parchment in their hands as if it were a treasure.

Of course, all the others felt the same.

Unnoticed by them, Shane, at their side, was struggling to suppress his laughter, finding it unbearably hard.