But Narberal answered casually:
“That’s impossible.”
Kajit couldn’t understand what she meant for an instant and kept blinking his eyes. As if to reinforce her explanation, Narberal sheathed her sword:
“I’m just showing you that I could kill you easily.”
Narberal displayed a way to change her crisis into an opportunity, but gave up on it herself. Kajit couldn’t understand what she was getting at.
“Are you crazy?”
“You might be a lower life form (Flea), but what kind of answer is this? Use your head.”
Seeing Narberal’s icy glare, Kajit shivered.
He wasn’t shaking from anger── but fear. Uneasiness flooded Kajit’s mind.
“It’s about time to end this. As his underling, It is rude to let Ainz-sama wait… you seemed to think spells are ineffective against Skeletal Dragons, so let me enlighten you, lower life form (shore fly). The price would be your life.”
Letting go of her staff, the sound of a clap could be heard── white arcs of lightning could be seen between her parting palms. The surrounding air sparkled brightly because of the twisting dragon shaped lightning.
Narberal was enveloped by a white glow.
“…Eh.”
Kajit was dumbfounded. He knew that was an incredible magic beyond his intelligence. He could see Narberal smiling coldly in the glaring white light.
Before him was the gigantic body of the Skeletal Dragon. Remembering their presence, a shrill alarm sounded in Kajit’s heart.
“──You think you can defeat Skeletal Dragons with their absolute magic resistance!? Go! Kill her!”
Kajit couldn’t conceal the fear in his shrill voice as he shouted his orders.
When the two Skeletal Dragon drew near, Narberal smiled like a cold master schooling her foolish disciple:
“Absolute magic resistance? Skeletal dragons do have resistance against magic, but that is only against spells of the 6th tier and below.”
The Skeletal Dragon would take a moment more to reach Narberal. In this time, the strangely calm Kajit understood what Narberal meant.
“──That means the Skeletal Dragon can’t resist me, Narberal Gamma, who can use spells of an even higher tier.”
She was telling the truth. Kajit’s instinct told him that.
Which means this woman could take out the Skeletal Dragon and send Kajit to hell──
“Why! The fruits of my labor over 5 years are gone in less than an hour!”
The wailing Kajit saw various scenes in his mind like a carousel.
Kajit Dale Batantier.
Because of work in the village, his father with a chiseled body and his matured mother gave birth to him in a village bordering the Slane Theocracy and he spent a ‘normal’ childhood there.
He turned out like this because he saw his mother’s corpse.
That day── when the sun set was still bright, Kajit ran home panting. His mother wanted Kajit to return early, but he was late because of some small matters which he couldn’t remember. Searching for pretty stones or holding a stick pretending to be a hero. He was delayed by such insignificant matters.
Kajit ran home fearing the lecture of his mother and saw her collapsed in the living room. When he rushed in and touched her mother, that warm sensation was still fresh in his mind.
He felt that it was a joke, but things didn’t go as he hoped.
Kajit’s mother was no longer of this world.
According to the priest, the cause of death was ‘blood clot in the brain’.
Which meant there was no foul play, no one was at fault. No, Kajit felt someone should be responsible.
Which was himself. If Kajit had returned earlier, he might had saved his mother.
There were many faith based Magic Casters in Slane Theocracy, and Kajit’s village had several of them. If he ran to them for help, his mother might still be smiling healthily right now.
His mother’s face twisted from pain was all his fault.
Kajit made up his mind to fix his own mistake── which meant resurrecting his mother.
The more he learned about magic, the bigger the problem he faced.
Faith based magic of the 5th tier had a resurrection spell, but it couldn’t revive his mother. Because the resurrection will exhaust a large amount of life force, those who didn’t have enough life force wouldn’t revive and disappear. Kajit’s mother didn’t have any life force to expend.
Kajit didn’t have enough time to develop a new resurrection spell. If he gave up his humanity and became an undead, he could buy more time to research new resurrection spells── That was his conclusion.
Abandoning the faith based magic he accumulated in the past, Kajit took the path to become an undead through sorcery based magic. But there was another obstacle in his way.
Even if he took the route of a sorcery based Magic Caster, it would take a very long time to become a high tier undead after abandoning his humanity. He was also limited by his talent and potential, and might even fail to become an undead.
One way to break through these obstacles was to accumulate a large amount of negative energy── That’s right, killing the people of an entire city and drawing the negative energy of them becoming the undead.
Just when his wish was about to come true, why did another obstacle appear?
“I spent five years to prepare in this city! The wish I couldn’t let go after thirty years! Do you have the rights to destroy all this!? You, who suddenly showed up!”
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“I am not interested in the wishes of a lower life form (you). But your efforts are laughable. I have some words for you… Good work in being the stepping stone of Ainz-sama.”
“「Twin Maximize Magic, Dragon Chain Lightning」.”
Bursts of dragon shaped lightning came from both of Narberal’s hands.
The lightning that was thicker than an arm hit the Skeletal Dragon, and shook their massive white bodies. The lightning flowed through the entire body of the Skeletal Dragon, ending its false life.
The results were clear.
Under the might of the lightning, the Skeletal Dragon that should have absolute resistance to magic started to shatter.
Even after shattering the Skeletal Dragon, the lightning still remained. The two lightning dragon seemed to be searching for their next prey as they flew towards their final target.
Kajit’s vision was covered by white lightning.
He had no time to beg for mercy or howl in despair.
The tears from the corner of his eyes vaporized instantly. Kajit moaned ‘mama’ as he was swallowed by an even brighter light, pierced mercilessly by the lightning.
Kajit spasm while he was still standing, as if he was performing a weird dance.