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Episode 350 This is certain. (3)

Edwin's momentum also weakened for a moment. He also asked with a puzzled expression.

"What is that…?"

"You say it's an exorcism tool? You could say it's a tool to heal your and Edwin's weak minds. Physical therapy is the best for weak minds."

"You insolent bastard… … . How dare you, in front of me, a great being of the Demon World… … ."

"You're not from the demon world. Since you can't control it anyway, aren't you just hanging on there? If you could control it, you'd be acting like you're a good person."

Edwin paused for a moment at Giselle's sudden words.

But he smiled again and released a strong magical energy.

"It seems you have never experienced hell. Even the divine power of the goddess does not work on this body. How can you do anything to me with something like that…?"

As the tingling magic touched her body, Jiselle waved her hand and blew it away.

"Where did you come up with these imitations and act like a demon? You're funny."

Edwin ground his teeth at the sight of Giselle's leisurely manner.

This body is the son of a powerful count, so everyone who has come to see me so far has been wary of me and cautious of my actions.

But what on earth is that guy doing that makes him react like that?

And you're going to cast yourself out and treat yourself in that way? This body is the successor to the Count's family. You can never kill me or make me a cripple.

There was already a time when the Earl of Mowbray had struck with a club, but even he could not cross a certain line.

"Krrrrr… … What an interesting guy. That little bit of suffering, to this body, can't mean anything… … ."

Even if we lose, only Edwin's body will be hurt. We can feel the pain together, but it is only human pain.

To someone who had been consciously consumed, something like that couldn't be a fundamental fear. In the first place, he could block any shock with his own energy.

That's just a bluff. A bluff that threatens to make you think of yourself as a real human being.

Since divine power and magic don't work, it seems that Count Mowbray is now resorting to such childish methods. I couldn't help but laugh.

"Threats like that are only used on those who can handle it… … . Not such childish methods… … ."

Jiselle ignored Edwin's words, took the knuckle out of her bag, and carefully put it on her hand.

Then, Jiselle flicked her wrist a few times and said with a sly smile.

"Today is the first day, so let's take it easy. Hang in there."

"The bluff is quite… … ."

Bam!

Before he could finish speaking, Giselle's fist struck Edwin in the face.

"Cough!"

Edwin's head turned and stopped.

He couldn't figure out what was going on right now.

Are you really hitting me? I'm the successor to the Count's family? This isn't divine healing? What kind of healing is this? Is this real physical therapy?

Then I heard Jiselle speak again.

"Head back to the original position."

"This guy… … !"

As Edwin turned his head away in anger, another fist came flying from the other direction.

Bam!

"Ugh!"

Edwin couldn't come to his senses. He shouldn't be sick, but he was. It hurt so bad.

'What, what is it?'

Since he was covering this human body with his own magic, it was normal for him not to feel any pain.

It would be the same even if the opponent used mana. Only someone with fairly high skill would be able to inflict damage on Edwin's body.

But now, I felt the pain that humans feel.

No, if the power is strong, it can happen. That is understandable. However, some unknown energy was striking even his own body.

Although Giselle was striking the spirit that had eaten Edwin with mana in her fist, the evil spirit did not know that.

"Kwaaaaaah! You bastard! How dare you! Me now!"

Bam!

"Ugh!"

Edwin felt an incredible anger rising in him even in the midst of his pain. How dare a mere human beat him like this!

And how dare you touch the body of the heir to the Count's family!

It was a phenomenon in which the emotions of the evil spirit and Edwin were mixed together.

"You! How dare you! I will curse you! My power will devour your soul! All the peoples of heaven will fall on you and tear you to pieces, and all the peoples of the earth will seize you and throw you into the fiery pit… ."

"what."

Bam!

"ouch!"

It hurt so much that he couldn't help but laugh. Edwin had no idea what was going on.

Why do I feel this much pain from a human fist that seems to just hit me roughly?

It felt like a stab to the soul. The cold energy was tearing through his body and stabbing him sharply.

"Kuaaaah!"

Crunch!

Edwin screamed in rage and reached out to grab Giselle.

Although he was chained, he was able to make the minimum movements necessary to eat.

It wasn't a big deal to catch an opponent right in front of you.

But who is Giselle? A body that has reached the extreme in one movement.

Bam.

As he waved his arm lightly, Edwin's hand flew away without even touching Giselle.

Edwin, who was weak and had not trained properly, could not handle Giselle with his strength. It was the same even if he strengthened himself with magic.

Even if you concentrate and release your energy separately, your opponent will just wave his hand a few times as if he is shooing away flies and scatter them.

'What, what is it? What the hell is this thing?'

No matter how I looked at it, it was neither a priest nor a wizard. I knew it used mana, but I had no idea what it was doing.

It was just right, but I never imagined that it would cause me this much pain.

Edwin wasn't the only one who was dumbfounded. Arel, who was nervously watching from the side, was also dumbfounded.

'This is... ... exorcism?'

I was very nervous because I thought it wouldn't be easy. When I heard that they were going to catch evil spirits, I became more determined than anyone else.

But when I actually confronted him… …he was just beating me up.

Is it possible to catch an evil spirit like that? Is that right? The common sense he had known until now was crumbling.

Suddenly, I remembered what Jiselle had said before entering the tower.

― You shouldn't be surprised by anything you see from now on. Okay?

'aha.'

Arel now understood what Giselle meant.

While Giselle was happily beating Edwin, Arel took out the note again and scribbled something.

'The evil spirit… … will be defeated… … . Note… … .'

Every time he learned something from Giselle, he diligently wrote down every single note so that he would not forget it. Studying the text was also a bonus.

The way he tried to emulate and follow every aspect of his teacher could be said to be an example of a great disciple.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

"Keuk! You! How dare you! Kwaaak!"

The physical therapy never seemed to end. Giselle was hitting really hard.

He didn't just hit him, he injected mana into every part of Edwin's body, striking at his hidden energy.

Giselle, who was skilled at hitting, only delivered pain without breaking Edwin's bones.

Finally, Edwin started screaming loudly.

"Kuaaah! I! This body! am the son of the count! The successor to this place! Beat me like this! Do you think you'll be able to survive unharmed?"

"Oh, it's okay. Just don't die."

As long as you don't die, you'll be fine. Just beat them until they surrender. I've never seen anything that didn't work out that way.

Then Edwin started to get even more excited.

"Outside! Is there anyone out there? This guy! Is trying to kill me!"

"Yeah, there's no one."

Since everything had already been cleared away, Edwin's screams could not have been heard properly. It was really a situation where even if a person died here, no one would have noticed.

Edwin shouted, his black eyes glaring with rage.

"You bastard! Are you saying that my curse isn't scary? I will definitely… … ."

Bam!

"Ugh!"

Jiselle didn't really care about such curse words. She knew very well that this guy didn't have such abilities.

So, Giselle beat and beat Edwin for several days. Arel would come down and get him meals every time.

As expected from a powerful count, they prepared only lavish banquets.

"Hey, this is delicious. Let's eat quickly and digest it."

Jiselle doesn't waste time like this. From the next day on, she taught Arel and beat Edwin.

"Now, look. If you hit here, it will be difficult to breathe, so the posture will change like this."

Phew!

"Keep going!"

"This is a critical point, but if you don't hit it properly, you'll get counterattacked."

Phew!

"Ugh!"

"Your posture when attacking is also important. You need to be able to respond immediately when your opponent evades or blocks."

Phew!

"Eww!"

Arel nodded diligently and took notes. Giselle smiled in satisfaction at the sight of such a sincere disciple.

"You try it too."

"yes!"

When Giselle handed Arel a club, he struck it hard as he had learned. Of course, he could not strike the hidden energy with mana like Giselle.

It was literally training.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

"Right, good job."

Jiselle smiled happily as she watched Arel training hard.

Edwin thought as he was being hit.

'What are these kids?'

If something went wrong, it felt really wrong. I thought I was going to die, but I didn't, so I was going crazy.

This guy barely sleeps. When he feels like he's going to stop, he just closes his eyes for a moment, rests for a few minutes, and then jumps up. This guy is not a real human.

Rather, the disciple next to me sleeps more.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

'When will this end?'

Later, he would beat me while eating. He would beat his disciple too. There was no time to rest.

At some point, fear started to creep in. It really felt like it would never end.

I just wanted it to stop now. I didn't think I could bear this pain at all.

Even the evil spirit that had taken over Edwin's body and mind couldn't hold out. As a result, the original owner's mind began to slowly awaken.

'Ah, no… … . I don't want to wake up… … .'

It is an evil spirit that has already absorbed Edwin's memories and spirit and become one with him. They even share those emotions.

Edwin's mind was filled with depression, anger, and despair. It was because he had become one with the evil spirit that he continued to spew out anger and be fierce.

The pressure felt as the successor to the family.

Difficult successor lessons and studies.

I didn't want to do it and I didn't want to follow it.

That's why I was always scolded by my father, and as time passed, I lost my confidence.

As the heir to the estate, he was always able to enjoy the best in food and clothing, and had everything he wanted.

But what good is that?

I was more envious of the free-spirited commoners who ran around and farmed outside.

I didn't need a good family or environment. I just wanted to run away from my strict and scary father.

― You are the successor to this estate! You are the one who takes responsibility!

'no....'

I really hated the sound of that. I didn't want to take responsibility for anyone or lead anyone.

I just wanted to live freely and comfortably.

- You pathetic bastard! And you still call yourself a noble!

The more I did this, the more my father scolded me. I was afraid of getting in trouble, so I made more mistakes. I couldn't do anything properly.

I felt like I was becoming an idiot. It felt like the whole world was laughing at me.

I wanted to throw everything away and run away, but I didn't have the courage to do so.

I thought I was going crazy. No, maybe I was already crazy.

One day, a voice was heard by him.

― Accept me… … . I will set you free… … .

Edwin, who had already given up on life, accepted the being that approached him without hesitation.

He didn't even have any hesitation because he already thought he was crazy.

So the two became one and this is how it ended up.

Edwin was comfortable with it. He could vent his anger and say no to things he didn't like. He cursed at his father and the vassals who had ignored him.

'Ah! This is liberation! I have finally found my freedom!'

I felt refreshed. It was so good. I wanted to continue living like this. My body didn't hurt and I was always comfortable. A strange energy protected me.

I just wanted to live comfortably like this without thinking about anything.

So he gave everything to the evil spirit and fell asleep.

Just wanting to vent all the anger and resentment that had built up over time.

But now… … .

He felt a pain he had never felt before in his life.

It didn't hurt like this when I was hit by my father. It didn't hurt like this when I was scolded.

I wanted to escape from this pain. The old days were better.

At least back then there was no such pain.

Eventually, Edwin, who had left everything to the evil spirit, completely regained consciousness.

This pain is something that neither I, nor the demons, nor anyone else can endure.

So he ended up saying something he thought he would never say in his entire life.

"Father! Save me! This guy is trying to kill me! Someone save me! Father! Father!"

Stop.

At that moment, Jiselle's fist stopped.