Story of a Country Girl Reincarnated as a Villainess Trying To Avoid a Bad End ~I Tried To Become Stronger Than the Last Boss Because I Don’t Want to Die~ – Chapter 14

Chapter 14: Despair. . .Courtship?

The Demon King has three main attack methods.

They are martial arts, swordsmanship, and magic.

Each one of them far surpasses human strength.

He is getting closer, step by step.

He seems careless, with many openings, yet he is also rigged.

I remain cautious, anticipating his next move.

How will he attack?

Will he use magic?

Or will he continue like this——

“Let’s go.”

“――!”

The Demon King disappears before my eyes.

I immediately sense his magical power.

To the right――

He was there when I turned around.

He clenches his fist and swings it widely.

His fist was wrapped in jet-black magical power.

“Ice Wall!”

I quickly generate a wall of ice.

The thick ice wall is easily shattered by his fist.

But that’s okay.

I dodge the direct hit and jump away with the shattered ice fragments.

“Good reaction.”

The Demon King looks satisfied even though I dodged his fist.

Now that I have created some distance, this is my chance.

I held out my right hand towards the Demon King.

The groundwork has already been laid.

A magic circle was deployed beneath the feet of Demon King Satan.

“This is. . .”

“Ice Spear.”

The shattered chunks of ice transform into sharp spears, attacking Satan from all directions.

The distance is too close for defense, catching him completely off guard.

This time, his magical barrier won’t be able to defend against it.

“Too bad. This time the power is poor.”

“Ugh. . .”

The attack hit, but he was unfazed.

He doesn’t even need to defend with his magical power.

No, that’s not it.

His body is always covered in a black magical membrane.

Most attacks are deflected by that membrane.

In other words, unless I use magic with the same or greater power as Nova Sphere, it won’t reach his body.

“I’ll do it.”

I deployed five magic circles behind me.

“Another combination magic? It will lead to the same result. It’s a waste of magic power.”

“Don’t worry.”

I am human.

I don’t possess an unlimited well of magic like a demon, nor can I accumulate it in abundance like a reservoir.

Even with talent, there are limits.

My physical strength and magic power are no match for the Demon King.

That’s why I honed my precision in manipulating magic and my sense in casting spells.

Efficiently wielding magic with minimal power and minimizing loss during spell activation

That is the ultimate goal.

“Nova Sphere.”

I compressed the magic power in my hand without casting the spell.

I condensed the power of Nova Sphere and transformed it into the shape of a sword with a swing.

The impact of the generated light sword scattered multiple spheres of light.

“You turned the power of combination magic into a sword.”

“That’s right. With this sword——”

I deployed magic circles beneath my feet. 

With a small explosion, I took a large step forward, slashing Satan.

Satan quickly created a barrier of magic power to defend himself.

However, the light sword shattered it.

“Has its power increased due to compression?”

That’s right.

This swing has a high-density compression of the power of the first shot I fired.

The strength and power are incomparable.

Even the magic power wall that couldn’t be broken through by the shot can be penetrated by this sword.

I can cut his body.

Satan understood it instantly and retreated.

“You won’t get away!”

I manipulated the spheres of light and released them.

When I compressed them into the shape of a sword, some of them were left uncompressed.

I condensed the excess into a palm-sized ball and controlled it as an attack ball floating around me.

Although small, its power is equivalent to the sword.

It broke through Satan’s magic power barrier and grazed his cheek with one shot.

Satan wiped the blood flowing down his cheek.

“You made me bleed.”

The wound healed in an instant.

His body also had regenerative abilities.

Minor injuries didn’t count as damage.

But. . .

“It reached me.”

“. . .!”

My attack hit Satan.

As long as that was clear, I could fight.

There was a chance of winning.

My efforts until today. . .were not in vain.

“How interesting, that style.”

“――! No way.”

The jet-black magic he controlled changed shape in his hands.

Into two swords and countless spheres.

“I’ll imitate it too.”

“. . .Really.”

What a ridiculous monster.

“Let’s go. Can you keep up?”

“——Don’t underestimate me.”

A pure white sword and a jet-black sword.

White spheres and black spheres.

The shapes were the same, but different powers clashed.

Satan’s sword deflected my attacks perfectly matching my swordsmanship.

The attacks from the spheres were also nullified by a similar power.

Evenly matched. . .no, I’m at a disadvantage.

He has one more sword than me, and he surpasses me in the number of spheres.

In addition. . .,

“Ugh. . .”

“What’s wrong? Are you getting tired?”

There’s was a significant gap that couldn’t be filled by physical abilities..

While I was gasping for breath, Satan remained calm, not even seeming slightly out of breath.

He remained calm even in the midst of fierce attacks and watched my movements carefully.

Thinking about it again, how did the hero and Flare manage to defeat such a monster?

He’s far stronger than I imagined, and naturally. . .

“Heh, still laughing?”

I was laughing.

Feeling both exasperated and joy at my own strength for surviving in this situation.

I had become stronger.

Strong enough to fight Demon King Satan.

I was fighting alone against an opponent that the heroes had to use all their strength to match.

That made me truly happy from the bottom of my heart.

But. . .

“. . .huff, huff. . .”

Just feeling happy wasn’t enough to win.

My stamina was being worn down bit by bit, and I had used up all the spheres of light.

The sword in my hand will disappear if I let my guard down for even a moment.

I couldn’t win like this.

If it came to this. . .I had to use my trump card. . .

“Good, I like you.”

“――!”

Satan entered my range.

He closed in on me in the moment my concentration was broken by fatigue.

I didn’t notice and he grabbed both of my hands.

Damn it!

I’ve been caught. . .

I have to use my trump card after all. . .

When I was about to make up my mind to risk my life, Satan pulled my hand and brought his face closer.

Our faces were getting closer.

And then. . .

“Will you, become my wife.”

“. . .huh?”

The Demon King proposed to me.


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