NOVPUBAs Lanci leaped down, time seemed to freeze, everything around him became silent and still, with only the wind howling by his ears.
"Meow!!"
Lixancy was also caught in mid-air by Cat Boss’s telekinesis magic.
Their figures streaked across the night sky of Floral City Pariel, like three shooting stars.
Surrounding clouds were like soft satin brushing past them, and with each layer they pierced through, the lights of the city below twinkled like countless stars reflected on the ground, paving a sparkling path for their descent.
"Cat Boss, it’s all on you! Your telekinesis magic has to work!"
Lanci’s bangs were lifted, and he began to float weightlessly.
Telekinesis magic is, by nature, the most similar to wind magic, and in most cases where one can fly or land with wind magic, telekinesis magic can achieve the same.
Falling back-first in the skies of Pariel, the cityscape became clearer as they drew closer to the ground, enveloped in an endless nightscape, with twinkling stars scattered like pearls on a dark ribbon, and the moon close enough to touch, casting white rays illuminating their descent.
Lanci indulged in the extreme sensation of weightlessness, not fearful, just tightly embracing the cat.
"Meow meow! I don’t want to go through shipwrecks and air crashes with you again, meow!"
Cat Boss felt that traveling long distances with this guy, they never had a normal landing!
Meanwhile.
Aboard the Magic Energy Airship Floating Castle Number in the high sky.
"Is there a telekinesis mage or a wind mage?"
Executioner Sergeant Nigel stood beside the shattered glass window, peering down at the streets through the balcony, gazing at the dust and mist from a kilometer up in the air.
What he hadn’t expected was that the other party could break the reinforced barrier on the glass of the Floating Castle Number airship in an instant, perhaps stronger than he imagined.
But it was all the same. Now that they had jumped, he could move freely.
Without waiting for his subordinates to come with their flight-capable magic mechanical beasts, Sergeant Nigel pressed down on his blade and leaped forward.
...
North of Floral City Pariel.
On the streets below.
As the falling shadows landed, they made a tremendous noise, echoing through the night air like sudden thunder, reverberating over the bustling streets.
The impact left deep marks on the wide street, raising a cloud of dust and filling the air with a faint tremor.
The sudden noise quickly drew the attention of the passersby in Floral City Pariel.
This area was just beyond the North Shore of Floral City Pariel, relatively lively.
Falling from such a height was normally dangerous, but they seemed to have deliberately avoided the crowd, finding a safe landing spot.
Curious onlookers peered from all directions, gathering around this inconceivable scene.
Some residents walked out from nearby cafes and office buildings, some holding their dinner, others still wearing aprons.
They whispered to each other, speculating about what had happened.
At the center of the smoke, Lanci slowly stood up, still holding the cat.
"Ah, telekinesis magic really isn’t as stable as wind magic."
Lanci held his head, shook it, and muttered to himself.
The Cat Boss’s magic strength and control over telekinesis were limited. Managing a forced landing from a kilometer high was already impressive, unable to achieve the freedom of Loren’s mastery, who could traverse the heavens and earth at will.
"Meow, meow, meow, I was scared to death,"
The Cat Boss felt that following Lanci on a journey always meant experiencing various extreme sports.
As Lanci and the Cat Boss descended from the sky and attracted the attention of the citizens, another figure on the street also suddenly stood up.
The Cat Boss had also protected Lixancy; it was worried that Lixancy might have been smashed to death, so it didn’t dare to use free fall to weaken her impact.
But now her condition seemed to have worsened, surrounded by a strange black mist, and the red glow in her eyes was intensifying.
Next, she let out another ear-piercing scream, filled with desperate pain and anger.
The streetlights flickered uncertainly around Lixancy, and even the pure moonlight appeared pale and powerless under this cursed black fog.
This sudden scream instantly caused widespread panic among the onlookers.
"A member of the Demon Race has gone berserk!"
"Is this a Curse?"
"Run for your life!"
Instantly, the expressions of the crowd that had gathered out of curiosity changed from shock to fear, and they scattered in all directions, trying to escape the imminent threat to their lives!
"Cat Boss, use provoke."
Lanci immediately commanded.
"Meow, meow!"
The Cat Boss knew what Lanci meant.
Lanci now didn’t have any cards on him; the white, blue, and purple cards were all on the Cat Boss.
Out of extreme fear, it took out the [Error Slow Healing] Lanci had given it and threw it to Lixancy.
Suddenly, Lixancy’s voice became even more mournful and, after twisting her neck around, her eyes’ red glow locked firmly onto the Cat Boss in Lanci’s hand.
"Cat Boss, use psychic power."
Lanci continued to direct the Cat Boss in the battle against Lixancy.
"It’s no good, meow! Can’t control her anymore, meow!"
The Cat Boss found that the [Error Slow Healing] seemed to have exacerbated Lixancy’s berserk state; Lixancy, who could have been controlled before, was now completely out of control.
Lixancy, having broken through the Cat Boss’s psychic restraints, suddenly accelerated and launched a fierce assault on Lanci and the Cat Boss.
But Lanci felt it was alright, as using a colorless seventh-level Wind Magic to blow her away at this moment could allow him to regain control and take her away.
The bustling district was not a suitable place to stay any longer.
"Meow!!"
Just as the Cat Boss was preparing to use [Roaring of the Storm Dragon] at that moment.
A figure with gray hair and golden eyes, accompanied by a convergence of light spots, materialized in front of Lanci.
She disrupted the Cat Boss’s skill with the magic power at her fingertips, and at the same time, she stretched out her other hand and instantly grabbed Lixancy’s forehead, rendering Lixancy completely immobile.
"..."
Talia closed her eyes, perceiving even more clearly the root of Lixancy’s berserk state at this moment.
"Argh!"
Lixancy screamed, and despite feeling a soul-deep fear, she was still continuously trying to resist Talia.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the street, accompanied by a loud crash, a black, meteor-like figure plummeted down, smashing the ground into a web of cracks and a deep crater.
The executioner Sergeant Nigel, who was chasing after Lanci, had already drawn his blade and was surging toward Lanci like a black shadow for a surprise attack!
"No, sister…"
At this moment, Lanci’s expression became somewhat despondent.
He felt like things were getting a bit out of hand.
It had now turned into the worst kind of free-for-all.
Whenever he thought about heading east, Talia would think west.
He had nearly forgotten.
His former partners had been Hyperion, Sigrid, both teammates in perfect sync with him!
But this time was different.
His companion was a demonic lady with whom he was utterly incompatible.
Now he might have no choice but to tangle with the Senate’s executioners in the district of Floral City Pariel.
Sorry, Professor Bolao, but he and Tata not going to prison tonight would mean they succeeded!
Chasing after them was the executioner Nigel, like a black falcon in a dive, with the edge of his blade like the scythe of Death God, aiming directly at Lanci, who was standing between Lixancy and Talia.
"Submit to me."
Talia had somehow reopened her eyes and was staring straight at Lixancy, speaking deliberately, word by word.
She was now convinced that the contract of Lixancy as a citizen of Poseen had been broken or, more precisely, tainted by a curse, triggering the self-destruct sequence of the Demon Race.
The berserk Lixancy instantly became as still as a statue, with her lifeless eyes gazing at Talia as if receiving divine absolution, gradually slumping until she fainted to the ground.
The hideous, mutated appearance of the Demonic Girl slowly softened until she returned to the original beauty of Lixancy.
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Just as Nigel’s blade was nearing Lanci, he suddenly stopped.
It wasn’t just the danger he sensed from the woman who had appeared beside Lanci out of nowhere, but also he noticed that the cursed Demon Race had somehow returned to calm.
Nigel’s pupils dilated in disbelief as he looked down at Lixancy, who lay sleeping like a baby.
He suddenly doubted whether this was an Illusion Technique.
Never before had there been a miracle where a berserked demon under the influence of a Curse Demon Clan’s spell could be reverted.
Just like the kin he had personally killed, those irredeemable sins, he too had pled for countless times.
In the end, all he got in return was deeper despair and regret.
Officers riding mechanical beasts swooped down from the sky and quickly surrounded them.
"What’s going on?"
"Her berserk state has been suppressed?"
"Could it be that we misdiagnosed her condition? Was she not cursed by Parlony?"
The crowd that hadn’t dispersed entirely in the distance and the executioner officers coming around were still backing away but slowly began to notice the situation, voicing their doubts.
Unaware of what had just happened, the confused officers could only look towards their leader, Nigel.
But at this moment, Nigel appeared almost unable to grasp his blade, his hand trembling continuously.
This exceeded all of Nigel’s previous understanding.
One day, he too would die.
He would go to that place where he needed to atone for his sins.
The shadow of the curse had always followed him like a specter.
When he sought to explore the endless questions beneath that abyss, sometimes, it felt as though everything was replaying from yesterday, and nothing could change the current state.
Was it because the condition of this cursed Demonic Girl was different from before, or was it truly possible for someone to save them?
"..."
Lanci stared at Talia.
He did not understand what Talia had done to so swiftly and simply cure the curse of Parlony, the legendary sorcerer of the Poseen Kingdom.
Professor Bolao probably never anticipated that, even after years of researching Parlony’s magic device, Tata would have a direct and violent solution.
Although this descent from the heavens was a bit unexpected, the outcome now seemed to be improving.
"I used the Demon King’s Power to forcefully command her to become my subordinate, overlaying her original contract."
Talia communicated through her mind.
However, this was akin to enslaving Lixancy against her will; if they gave her freedom back, she might still relapse into a berserk state, and this was not a fundamental cure.
To truly save Lixancy, it was still necessary to find the true culprit who had broken her contract.
This method of the Demon King’s command could only forcibly enslave those Demon Race of vastly inferior rank, and it was impossible to control those of the seventh and eighth levels this way.
"..."
Lanci fell into deep thought.
This curse had emerged a hundred years ago, long after the war between humans and the Demon Race had ended.
There was no existence of Great Demon Clan in the Poseen Kingdom.
For the humans and demons of the Poseen Kingdom, the true Demon King was an entity beyond comprehension.
Even though Talia might be the most disgraceful Demon King in history.
Suddenly sensing Talia’s gaze.
But she truly earned my six marks with her prowess, so beautiful and powerful.
Lanci thought to himself.
Only then did Talia slowly avert her gaze.
At a nearby street, the knife-wielding executioner Nigel, after a long silence, finally moved again.
"Duke Tiffany, there has been an unexpected development, the cursed demon seems to have stabilized, how should I proceed?"
He withdrew the dark red long blade and sheathed it at his waist before once again picking up the magic device and reporting in.
There was a long silence on the other end of the communication.
"Make your own judgment."
Duke Tiffany issued an order and then cut off the call.
"..."
Nigel, looking down at Lixancy on the ground, remained motionless.
He seemed uncertain, apparently unsure how to deal with this turn of events.
