Chapter 66
Using her wings, Charlie found herself in front of the mechanical dragon in an instant and, strengthening her body with the magic of the god killers, destroyed the mechanism in the local parody of the Colosseum.
- You are strong, Exceed, - the king, rising from the ground, began to speak.
- But you can't do anything to me! I'm invulnerable! - shouted Faust, releasing hundreds of homing missiles.
- We'll see about that, - the cat girl chuckled, and then added sarcastically, - and your attacks look like cheap tricks.
With just one swing of his hand, many weak wind blades crashed into the missiles, causing them to detonate. Even a B-rank mage would be able to block such an attack.
- How dare you... HOW dare you underestimate human progress!!! - Faust shouted in devastation.
- Homing Dragon Roar! - Considering the futility of using missiles, the huge mechanical dragon released a beam of pure destructive energy, literally evaporating everything in its path. - Hahaha, aren't you so self-confident anymore, stupid cat! Oh yeah, you're already dead, Ahahahaha.
"knock knock"
There was a light knock on metal, causing the madly laughing king to freeze.
- Is anyone home? - asked Charlie, standing on the robot's head. - No? What if I check?
"The Cutter of the Heavenly God," the cat-girl said calmly, and a disk of black wind formed above her palm, rotating at an incredible speed, which she directed straight down, beginning to rapidly cut through the seemingly invulnerable armor.
"W-what are you doing?" the king screamed in panic as he saw the tip of a cutter appear in the ceiling of his cabin.
- I won't let you! - using one of the robot's hands, Faust struck towards his opponent, to which she, even having started humming an unknown melody, simply kicked him away and continued her work of opening the autopsy.
- Damn-damn-DAMN! - Panicking more and more, the king began to roll the robot along the ground, trying to somehow stop the advance of the ixid, even using missiles against himself, but for Charlie it was as if nothing had changed. She remained glued to the spot, continuing to work, and all attacks were stopped by a barrier of wind.
- Please STOP! We can come to an agreement! I will not dare to go against you again, I promise!!! - Faust, finally in despair, began to bargain, when the cut out plate fell inside the cabin, revealing a view of the sorceress.
- Of course you wouldn't dare, - nodded Charlie. - After all, you won't be able to do anything anymore.
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"It's so simple…" Shagotta muttered. "The Dorma Anima was a weapon of last resort."
- No offense, but for a last resort weapon it's weak. There are many in our world who can take it apart, screw by screw. - I answered, nodding approvingly at how easily Charly emerged victorious and soon appeared before us, throwing the fallen king at the feet of the Exceed queen.
- Y-your majesty, please spare my people, this is all my fault, ordinary people are not guilty of anything. - Faust bowed quickly.
"We don't want bloodshed," Shagotta said with a complex expression, perfectly understanding the reason for the king's fears. "And it will not be me who decides your fate, but the people whose city you so recklessly tried to destroy."
Faust looked in our direction and was stunned. "Elsa? Have you really betrayed me?"
- My name is Elsa Belserion and we obviously don't know each other.
- So that's how it is. So it was you who stopped Anima. Hahahaha and is it really my prodigal son with you? How full this life is of surprises. - the king said, laughing bitterly.
- Hello, father, - Gerard greeted Faust, taking off his hood.
- You are not my son, - the king renounced. - From the very day you went against your own country fighting Anima, you ceased to be my son, and I knew that a normal heir could not be born from that whore.
"So that's how it is…" Gerard muttered darkly, and then said coldly, "In that case, my conscience won't bother me."
What happened next was so unexpected that even I only had time to close Wendy's eyes. Jellal, without a moment's hesitation, pulled out a dagger from his sleeve and plunged it straight into his father's throat.
- What the hell are you doing! - I exclaimed.
"I'm becoming a king," the guy answered gloomily before flying away from my punch.
- What? He literally reeked of villainous vibes, - I justified myself, noticing how the gazes of those around me crossed.