Chapter 137: Sigil of Ronove

The Demon took initiative almost immediately with such a problem, casting his own Eligos to try and override the one possessing Harvard. Such a result would have the two sigils constantly move and control the child, even stretching him in a way where, if one wasn't able to follow suit than the other, it could result in his body being split in half. Harvard would try to alleviate this stress by attempting to cast another spell, but with how restrictive it was, he couldn't even pull out a card properly. As the two would maintain their struggle, Pria would be afar from the duo, with Zazel noticing outside his peripheral. "HEY! Any reason why you're not helping?!" His annoyance would be answered as Pria would showcase the vial containing her other self, desperately restraining herself. Not only was such a message not heard, but she seemed even more scared than before, most likely due to Noh's words. Zazel couldn't help but no longer be angered at such, seeing her feared expressions. The Shadow people kept swarming more and more, the compact scene making it harder and harder to face the beasts. It quickly comes to fruition he may need extra help, though if what he's seen is any indicator, any summoning would be used against them, since he figured out how Eligos was made. 

The boy recollects his thoughts regarding the method of Memory Magic: A Style that weaponizes one's mentality, whether it be by their own memories as tools, to trapping them within a space on one's mind and have them fend off such beasts. He made a quick Hypothesis, testing it by summoning the likes of Asmodeus into the battle, more specifically, his arm. Such an arm took form right after, quickly lunging after Harvard to stab straight into his throat, with A. N. Noh's Eligos taking control of his neck and head and curving it slightly so it would be struck down. Zazel immediately retaliated with the sigil of Focalor, putting out the fire and watching such smoke emanate. Despite the smoke damaging Harvard's face due to the intensity, he would raise a thumbs up as thanks, struggling due to the Noh's Eligos fighting over and forcing him to do a thumbs down. The Demon sighed to himself as he continued to fend off such creatures, however, this gave proof that Zazel was right in his guess. Such a magic DOES mean they can copy whatever he summons, which includes possibly any of Harvard's monsters. It would explain the battles going on outside, and it also explains how such monsters are being weaponized here. "So, he's gonna challenge us in our own game, huh? We'll see about that." Zazel murmured to himself, before setting up his sigil once more. It was clear that whatever demon he needs to summon, it has to be one that benefits him and him alone. One in which would detriment everyone else due to its ability.

Despite no such light emitting, the sigil was played right before the Demon, with strong winds blowing away such heat from the floor, scattering the fires across the environment and pushing them towards the Shadow People, making a hellish-esque wall that they dared not touch, as one misfortunate would be met with its flames and had half of its body cremated, forcing it to fall back. What extends out was a large pole, one with multiple holes across its base, before showing its foot joint and the slim crown on its end. A Flute. Piloting such a flute was of a demon with a solid gold frame across its body, its horns perfectly curved into solid circles, while its body was embedded with small keys reaching from its neck to its waist. Each key had a specific creature marked on it: An Animal. A lion, a Tiger, a Bear, a Gorilla, a Jaguar, a Pterodactyl, a Wolf, and so much more were drawn on the supposed keys. Its arms were slender with even more sticking out of its metallic skin, stretching them out before reaching and wielding its flute, measuring no less than its entire body. It also looked to have wings behind it, which such wings segmented itself into golden tendrils, most of which wrapped around its body to match his flute's crown. As A. N. Noh saw such a beast, he immediately tried to wield it against the group, spawning a demon of similar build with more arms extending from its stomach and neck. The Demon, Ronove, merely wielded the flute-like staff close to its mouth and drew a deep breath, blowing into the foot joint as it played a note.

Such a note was one of a woman, the sound being a scream so high in pitch, it merely flinched everyone and forced them to cover their ears. Those unfortunate would have their eardrums pierced and their mind being damaged, causing them to stumble and spasm onto the floor as if they had a seizure. Zazel was quick in having Eligos damage Harvard's Ears, making him deaf to avoid such a piercing scream, covering his own ears in the process. With Harvard deafened, he would watch as everyone would be unable to properly move, finally being able to fight back, watching Noh stumble in pain as he tried to quell such a noise, watching the construct disintegrate almost instantly. "I get it now.....Zazel, you GENIUS!" Despite being deaf, he, too, was able to also figure out one of Noh's main method of offense and casted two spells, creating not only a set of chains to bind the caster, but also a set of thorny-like vines to ensnare and stab into its arms, moving such hands away from its ears and have it suffer the same effects, causing him to bleed out from its ears and suffer a seizure like the rest. As he fell into the ground, Ronove would finish its piece, with him, as well as the other children, watching as each demon fell one by one. Pria would uncover her ears and make a mad dash towards the children, healing Harvard's ears to have him hear again, as well as keeping an eye on the Hat Man.

He was foaming at the mouth, finally seeing it for the first time, watching his pearly white teeth be coated in such saliva as he'd twitch and turn. The walls around them finally part themselves, granting them space at long last. Zazel and Pria would attempt to leave the Hat Man alone, however Harvard had other plans. He'd cast Lemegeton and fused in a monster to act as a bullet, aiming squarely for his head. The two would look at the child in confusion, to which he was quick to answer. "Thinking back on it.....Solomon MIGHT have a point on making sure to Double Tap. You never know if they come back." With his logic being sound, he went ahead to pull the trigger, assuming such an attack would connect.

BANG!!

As the bullet fired, hitting his barely functional head, something would happen. The wound inflicted wouldn't be bleeding. It wouldn't be expelling such brain matter. Something was wrong. "Wonderful~! Wonderful, indeed~! You actually came up with a strategy against my magic!" His voice rang from elsewhere, causing everyone to instantly turn their head at the source. A. N. Noh still lives. His body was fused within the very walls, clapping his hands once more, as the body began to disappear.

The Hat Man somehow faked his very death.