Fixed Damage Chapter 69

Fixed Damage
Koibito o Netorare, Yuusha Party Kara Tsuihou Sa Retakedo, EX Skill [Kotei Dameeji] ni Mezamete Muteki no Sonzai ni. Saa, Fukushuu o Hajimeyou.

Arc 6 - Darkness and Demon King

Src: (Noice namba)

5 - Hero Harold's Counterattack 2

Harold looked at the beautiful woman in black standing in front of him, Frangulas.

A vampire.
And the most powerful one among them, the true ancestor.

In addition to her strong life force, which could be called immortal, she has mobility far beyond that of a human, and a vast amount of magical power──.
So, her status was overwhelming.

"Now, how do we attack her?"

Harold grabbed his holy sword "Garlev" and thought to himself.
The orthodox strategy would be──taking advantage of the advantage in numbers of five to one and pushed with the number.

"We're going to push through at once."

He told Isabelle, who was holding a spear next to him, as well as the archer Irvine, the wizard Joseph, and the monk Rosa, who were standing behind him.

"Skill activation──[Whirlwind Blade]!"

He shot hundreds of blades of wind from the "Garlev" he wielded.
In addition, his comrades support him with magic, physical attacks, and auxiliary magic.

"I'm not so naive as to be pushed around so easily, you know."

Frangulas, as expected, was not a simple opponent.
She put up magical barriers or transformed her own body into a myriad of bats to ward off their attacks.

It was a back-and-forth battle.

Harold and the others attacked.
Frangulas dodged them.

Conversely, her counterattacks were blocked by Harold's holy sword and Rosa's defensive magic.
With neither side having a decisive move to make, the battlefield was deadlocked──

But, suddenly, the situation in the battle moved.


With a cry of anguish, the young archer collapsed.

A blue spear-like object pierced his chest.
It had suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

"Fufu, were you caught off guard? I also have this technique, you know."

Frangulas laughed gleefully.
It was a magic spear that she had created with her own blood.


Harold let out a scream that was almost a shriek.

His companion, with whom he had shared his pain and suffering for two years, was no longer twitching.
He died in an instant.


Joseph, the boy wizard, shouted in anger.

"Burn it down, [Firestorm]!"

He unleashed advanced fire magic.

"Skill [Reflection]."

The edge of Frangulas' mouth lifted into a wicked smile.


At the same time, Joseph was burned away by the fire magic he had unleashed.

The wizard-boy crumpled to the ground, charred to a crisp.
He twitched for a while, and then stopped moving.

"Ugh...... Joseph......!"

In the blink of an eye, he had lost two of his comrades, and Harold bit his lip.
Isabelle and Rosa were also pale in the face.

"From five against one down to three against one, I don't think you can push your way through anymore."

Frangulas held out her right hand and pointed at Isabelle and Rosa.

"I'm not sure what to say. I'll spare your life at least for now, Hero-sama. Coz, you may still have some use──"

Harold bit his lip bled.

In the midst of the back-and-forth battle, Frangulas must have been waiting for an opportunity to launch a surprise attack.
She took down Irvine in no time, and then turned the tables on Joseph.

He knew she was strong.
The ability of the vampire ancestors was overwhelming.

If this continues, they will be slain as well and for sure──

"Now, pierce them. My [Demon Spear]."

A spear of blue blood emerged from the void and headed for Isabelle and Rosa.


Harold shouted.

"You are not going to take any more of my friends!"

As if in response with the strengthened will, the blade of the holy sword pulses throbbingly.
The two jewels in the hilt shone with a dazzling light.

When the blue blood spear was touched by the light, it disappeared without a trace.


Harold continued to shout.

Something simmering flowed into Harold's body.

"The power...... power is, overflowing ......!"

Harold raised his holy sword high in the air.

The high spirits in his heart were empowering the holy sword strength!

"O Holy Sword, summon the wind! And cut away all the [Darkness]!"

The S-curved blade vibrated the air.

"Superior Skill Activation── [Phoenix Whirlwind Blade]!"

The flash that he swung down created a jade-colored wind that slammed into Frangulas.


With a scream, the vampire beauty was blown away.

"T, to be able to manipulate this much [Light]──No way, it was almost like the Holy Sword [Arc]."

Frangoulas backed away as if puzzled.

On the other hand, Harold's whole body was full of strength.

I can win.
Even if the opponent is a vampire's true ancestor.
The current me can certainly finish him off──

Such overwhelming confidence overflowed.


Someone came running up to him.

A middle-aged knight with a fearless face.
It was Margo Lascada, The Hero Knight.

"I'll help you."

Margo glanced at the vampire, and then told him in a dignified manner.

"It seemed that I had been fascinated by her [Charm]. But, perhaps because of the damage she has sustained, it has been undone──Now is the time to fight alongside you and defeat the remnants of the Demon King's army!"
"It's very reassuring to have you on our side."

Harold grinned.
It gave him hope.
With this, the tide of war had suddenly turned in their favor.

"I'm pretty sure you have a wind magic armor, right? I'm going to go first, and I need you to cover me."
"Understood. Let's fight together, Hero Harold."

Margo replied in a sincere tone.

"Then──here we go. This is your demise, Frangulas!"

Harold kicked the floor and lunged at the vampire beauty.
The holy sword "Garlev" shone with dazzling brilliance.

──In the next moment, a hot shock rushed through his chest.


It was──not Frangulas' attack.

The attack came from behind.
When he looked back, he saw Margo standing there with a bloody sword in his hand.


With a scream, Isabelle and Rosa were cut down by Margo.

"W, why......?"

Harold groaned in disbelief and collapsed on the spot.

"Franjulas is still important to us. I can't let you kill her here."

The Hero Knight gave a wicked smile as he told him.

~"(This is a Translation Content of pemudatunawisata[dot]my[dot]id. so, read only on there, kay~)"~

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At a certain time, there are creatures that walk by two feet. These creatures can be divided into two by gender. These creatures are surprisingly able to pick something using things called hands.
And on a certain day, two of these creatures meet.

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"Y, yes. Nice to meet you too, I am Fuurawan."
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The two greet each other due of their faces are facing each other.
They speak, breathe, blink, sweat, and so.
And after a long time passes,

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"D, daijoubu... desu."
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"Mou~ Bujang-kyun no eccchi~."

On a certain day, these two meet and have lunch because they are hungry.
The boy orders fried rice while the girl orders a serve of seasoned rice being processed by frying.
For the drinks, the boy orders hot chocolate while the girl orders a cup of chocolate that has not been cold yet.
They eat their food.
They also feed some spoons with each other.
They then having a leisure exchange.

"Ikeh, yaru?"
"Ikeh, tanoshii, kimochii, ore, ganbarimasu!!!"
"Dame ka?"
"Dame nanoka."
"Ee, haayaakuuu~"

The two of them are having exercise, training, and workout, then.
When they finished, then they restarted.
And when they finished, the boy pleaded for the second.
Then when they finished, this time in the girl who asked the third.
And when they finished, the boy once again pleaded for the fourth.
Then when they finished, the girl also once again asked for the fifth.
And so on.


On the other occasion,
On a day that is not a night.
That day the sun is shining brightly because it's a day and 12:00 o'clock.
The day is bright and the sun has not been set yet.
The breeze can be felt due to the air is flowing.
As he is breathing, a certain boy is approaching a girl.

"Yaa, kitten-chan, can I have your namae?"
"S, su, suteki~. Ah, hai. Fuurawan desu."
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"Yoroshiku, Badz Zheengan-san."
"Fuurawan-chan, watashi no yubi to kimi no chawan, let's have made karera meet and unite."
"Watashi-tachi will have much tanoshi."

They have a wik wok awok koakoawaok akoawoakakwa kawkaowaoaok.
When they have done of their a wik wok awok koakoawaok akoawoakakwa kawkaowaoaok, then they re-doing again.
When they finished again, the boy pleaded for the second.
Then when they finished, this time in the girl who asked the third.
And when they finished, the boy once again pleaded for the fourth.
Then when they finished, the girl also once again asked for the fifth.
And so on.


"Fuurawan-chaaannn!!! Ikanaide!!!!."
"Gomen ne, Bujang-kun."
"Dameee, Fuurawan-chaannnn!!!"
"Sayonara, Bujang-kun."