Clearing The World That's Inside A Novel

Chapter 42: The Conflict Within

Chapter 42: The Conflict Within

(Noah's Pov)

Damn it.

What in the world is this shit?

"Hahaha! Try harder kiddos!"

Shut the hell up vampy.

You can't even deal with them! Don't provoke them any more.

"This is such a fun!"

Naw, oh fuck naw.

Using the wind magic beneath my feet I blasted myself off forward.

Boom!

Vampy tried to say something but her voice was drowned out by the sound of an explosion that happened just behind us.

Yes, we just dodged a high-level magic spell, a high-level spell can only be cast by individuals around from A+ to SS- and from the looks of it, it definitely was cast by someone around maybe S or S+ rank.

Damn, this sucks.

What? What's going on?

Welp, after seeing that my teleportation failed when I grabbed Vampy by hand I tried another method, this time we both held the necklace and tried to teleport and it worked.

Not that easily, we first quarreled over the place since we needed to have same place in mind, after then yes it worked and it didn't consume 2 uses of teleport but just one.

Hell yeah.

Anyway, after that, we both decided to start robbing places.

The pain within me hasn't subsided even a little.

Honestly, I really wanted to cry out and scream but that's not gonna help with anything so I decided to focus on what I came to do.

Now then, I only have 2 more uses of the teleportation necklace and I am not using it as teleportation anymore in case someone comes my way to blast me off.

So yeah.

I have to find an escape route after stealing and my system screen is kinda busy currently, so I have to do that crap on my own.

On the good side, I have Vampy as my bodyguard.

And we are currently on the run.

But this doesn't look good.

Oh lord, how long is she gonna sleep?

"We are fucked dude! Do something!"

"Shut it. Time to use my atheist advantages"

Vampy made a confused face but that didn't matter.

I created a water wall beside us and carved the face of the god Elves worship.

Ha! Try attacking now.

My mana proficiency may not be the best but I can carve stuff like this easily.

"Goddamn! You gotta take the Demon Lord's title for real! And I am joining ya!"

Vampy exclaimed as she decided to do the same making an even bigger, clearer picture of the Elves god on the protective wall surrounding us!

And guess, what? I can hear commotion breaking out behind us.

Ha, believe in god and get fucked.

Dumbasses

The attacks, of course, stopped, they won't attack and won't let others attack!

But damn, can't enjoy the shit show that's going on there.

And somehow and the other, we did manage to get the fuck out of there.

Huffing and puffing.

I had managed to barely keep up with the vampy even though she was being thoughtful and I was running with the same speed an A ranker would be able to with the help of my no restriction on the level of magic I can use, welp, it's not magic but psychic.

But meh, everything works as long as one understands.

"That was a close call but was sure fun!" Vampy exclaimed sprawled on the ground, the collar was no longer visible on her.

It was gone, reduced to atoms, once she took it off she destroyed it.

Just then, my system screen returned to me.

Glad you are back, it's gonna be easy from now on.

'I have a message from the demon lord for you, should I show it to you now?'

...wait, what?

She gave her message to my system screen.

"Give me the details"

For fuck's sake, how many more new questions am I going to have? The novel hasn't even started yet.

This ain't fair. I demand compensation.

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(Third person pov)

"M-monster"

A voice called out, fear, hatred, and hopelessness, evident in its voice.

In front of him, organs fell and blood flew. Someone screamed, their arms chopped off and then it stopped.

Off some distance, there stood a lady with a divine beauty, her black sclera making her hazel-colored pupils shine.

Her proclean white skin, and the calm look on her face, it was as if a goddess had descended.

And so, everyone knew, The Goddess Of The Battlefield had finally joined the battle.

She swung her ebony-colored sword. Blood flew all around her, she herself was covered in the blood of the enemies she slew.

With her smooth, elegant movements it felt like she was dancing, shining radiantly.

"I-impossible..'

Someone muttered, his body shivering, legs wobbly, unable to accept what he was seeing.

The sheer ease with which she killed S-, S, S+, SS- rankers that were with them till now simply left him stupified.

More so, when she had announced at her arrival "Hm? You lot are weak and you are trying to retaliate against me which is completely understandable, no one wants to die, so they struggle, no one wants to die, so they fight. But I am one of those unfair children that is favored by the gods, born once in millennia, an SSS+ ranker. I just happen to be born into my race, thus you lot are the ones on the receiving... well, from the looks on your face, it seems like you don't need my reasoning. Then, shall we draw our swords and settle this? I will wear this restriction band and lower myself to S rank. Try to kill me, if you can?"

And the moment she wore it and restricted herself, she was attacked from all directions.

But even so... she was killing even SS-rankers, making it look so easy.

Many lost their very will to fight her, many simply became fascinated by her charm, and many were unable to move due to sheer terror instilled in them.

Their only saving grace was that she had told her kind to leave and focus on simply healing themselves and they had retreated.

Their only enemy was just a single person.. who happens to be a God.

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(Elina's Pov)

"It's not much but it's honest work."

I rolled my eyes, hearing the words of the old man.

His white beard reached his stomach, tied with a rubber band as he stroked it, wearing a cap to hide his bald head. His short stature and muscular build were proof of his dwarven bloodline.

"For the love of god, stop it! You have been fucking staring and praising it for the last two hours! Get your shit together, George!"

I shouted, annoyance building inside of me.

I haven't been this mad since I last met Noah.

"Quit it, lass. Forging the weapon isn't the end of it, if it turns out great you admire it, carefully observe it to build something even better and if it turns out bad, you contemplate how you should have gone about it to make it better. Admiring is also part of the job! Now, go, don't disturb me!"

"There's a war going! We need to make the medicine first!"

"Not we, I have to make it. And it needs time. Those leaves need to dry out in the sun for the next two days, it needs to be as natural as possible. We can't use magic to speed the process."

I gritted my teeth, this shitty old man is really asking for a beating.

I breathed in and out.

'Calm down, Elina, he is just an old man, an old man, you ought to respect a dying man'

"Who did you call a dying man, lass!"

Ah, I said it out loud.

George hmphed as he started to admire his weapon once again while Ruby came down from the stairs, standing on them, peeking at us from a distance.

I looked towards her and smiled.

"Get down, let's have our lunch"

Ruby hesitated but slowly started to climb down the stairs with her small legs, carefully holding the stair railing with both her hands.

She looked adorable.

I approached her as she took her final step down the stairs, pumping her fist up in the air. I took her in my arms.

My eyes looked at her ruby-colored crystal eyes, the glow in her eyes accentuated by her black sclera.

She smiled at me and rubbed her cheek against mine.

"Eat!"

She said with a cheery voice.

Walking towards the dining table, I sat her down on the chair. Prepared the tables and took out the food on her plate.

She took the spoonful from her plate, blew at it again and again, and then took the bite, and started to blow again somehow trying to eat the food in her mouth, she underestimated how hot the food was.

With tears in her eyes, she looked at me.

"Geez" Saying so, I took the spoon from her hand took a bite size blew at it, and then moved the spoon toward her mouth.

She ate with great delight, swinging her legs.

Looking at her like that, I really couldn't help but grimace when I saw the blackish color that surrounded her, she is but a child of mere 6 years, and yet...

It might not be anything comparable to what I saw around Noah but it by no means meant that her life has been easy.

Elves, humans, dwarves, vampires, beastfolk, and demons, no matter who it is, everyone has their own struggles.

The girl in front of me is a girl for whom George is making the medicine.

Until now, we have been feeding her using the dead bodies that we found.

But..

It wouldn't last long.

The acts we were committing were far too grave but that was the only way to feed Ruby.

She is a demon child.

...

I gritted my teeth, it was absurd. Absolutely absurd.

My friends, my family, and everyone I knew suffered at the hands of demons and I wanted them to die. Demons extermination is crucial for the survival of the rest of the species.

...it's crucial.

But I-I...

The girl who smiled at me innocently didn't even know I had thought of killing her when I had first seen her.

I don't how things changed but.. i-if there could exist a way to make us co-exist then I will do whatever I can.

In the starting, I really hadn't thought much about it, I was curious. That's right, I was curious and of course, if we can find an alternative that would be a good thing but ...now, I didn't want it. I didn't want them to be exterminated even if there wouldn't be an alternative.

I heaved a sigh, Ruby looked at me concerned, I rubbed her head and she giggled.

Why have the Gods given them such a cruel constitution?

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(Third person pov)

"That wasn't a bad plan but you are still a newbie, you can't even utilize your own strength properly," The demon lord said brushing off her hand that was now bruised, standing in front of a girl with lasvicious clothing, inky black spikes surrounding her.

"Really? You restricted yourself to SS rank and I am SSS- ranker, what utilization, the difference is overwhelming, you really are a monster or maybe that device is broken" She replied back, some of her comrades lay dead around her, some on the verge of death, a beastfolk lady with a halberd had her spinal cord ripped out of her, a dead corpse crushed like a paste, someone with a hole in his chest, the whole land lay painted with crimson blood and bodies, the scene was grotesque.

But none of the ladies paid any mind to any of it. On the battlefield, only two people were left, one was a demon lord, and the other was her.

"Watch it. Are you suggesting I lied?" The demon lord questioned, irked by her accusation.

"Well, it just doesn't make sense any other way" She shrugged and trailed off and posed a question "By the way, if you don't mind me asking, how hot is this Noah?"

"....I shall have your head."