“Full Buff!”
As I faced the Nether Realm Knight, Mina-chan shouted it like some kind of overpowered household slogan—something like “all-electric upgrade!”
Bwoooom.
With a deep resonant sound, I could feel my own power being forcibly elevated, like every limit I had was being pushed upward.
Her earlier anxiety was gone. Her brothers were safe now—or at least in sight. She probably needed to check on them properly, so she couldn’t fully focus on support a while ago. Now she immediately applied a strengthening spell without hesitation.
As expected of Mina-chan, the high-ranking priest who had survived countless battlefields.
She understood combat. She really understood what had to be done.
The comments kept flowing in.
| > Even more stacked buffs > Go for it, old man > All that’s left is taking him down > Let’s skip【Hell Gate】 though > How about【Cremation】? > Fire probably won’t work > Well, there’s only one answer > Physical. Just hit him. Hit him hard! |
Mm. That’s it. There was only one skill I could use to pour this anger into.
I steadied my breathing, locking eyes with the Nether Realm Knight.
“Are you ready, Nether Knight?”
I don’t care if you’re some “Unknown” or riding a damn magic cloud or whatever. I’m furious right now.
“….”
The silence between us tightened like a drawn wire. The Nether Realm Knight moved again without so much as a reaction. Silently, almost mechanically, he extended his right arm—activating that same technique to retrieve Mina-chan.
But—
“…!”
“Even if you apologize now, I’m not stopping this anymore!”
By then, I had already broken into his range.
I was inside his guard.
“Haaaaaaa!! Take this—BURIAL FIST RUUUSH!!”
The destructive barrage of Burial Fist exploded forward.
“Hoaaaaatatatatata!!”
Blows like a storm hammered straight into the Nether Realm Knight’s abdomen, each strike packed with all the frustration, fear, and rage I’d been holding back. A relentless chain of punches—no hesitation, no pause—just pure impact driven into his core.
◆◆◆
I must have landed about a hundred blows.
By the time I stopped, my fists were already starting to slow from fatigue. During the Burial Fist Rush, beams of light—like the ones seen in the Labyrinth Zone—had begun firing out from various parts of the Nether Realm Knight’s body.
Mina-chan was frantically moving to shield Slei-san and Jan-san from those stray blasts.
Uh… Maybe I should’ve just punched normally.
I ended up making her work harder. That was on me. I once again realized that this [Burial Fist] is, like [Hell Gate], basically a nuisance-type skill.
“….”
The Nether Realm Knight dropped the black sword he had been holding in his left hand.
And then—he stopped moving entirely. Normally, that kind of damage should’ve reduced him to nothing. But although his armor was visibly cracked and broken in places, it still hadn’t shattered into pieces.
He stood there, feet planted firmly on the ground.
A silent, unmoving presence. Still not falling.
The comments kept coming in.
| > That armor surviving that is insane > But the inside must be wrecked, right? > Is he down? Did we win? > At least try removing the mask > No, don’t let your guard down > Finish it off > Pour 【Hell Gate】into the armor— |
…Okay, even I have to draw the line there. I’m not stuffing anything like that into his armor.
But the warning itself was right.
I took a step back, trying to widen the distance and think through my next move.
And then—
Crack…Crack…Crunch…
“Huh…?”
Something’s off.
Crack… Crack…Crunch…Rip…..Crunch
The sound was coming from him. The Nether Realm Knight’s armor is starting to fracture from the inside out.
“Ahh.”
There was a delay—just a slight one.
The jet-black armor of the Nether Realm Knight standing right in front of me began to spiderweb with cracks, spreading rapidly across its surface.
And then—
CRAAACK!!!
With a deafening crash, the armor shattered into fragments along with the mask, scattering like broken glass. At last, the thing inside was revealed.
Even after taking all those high-density energy beams from within the armor, what emerged was not some mangled wreck. It was still intact. Still human-shaped.
Yes. Inside the armor was, most likely, a human. And—
“…Huh? No way… a WOMAN!?”
And more unexpectedly—
“H-huh… she’s… she’s naked!”
A fairly tall, strong-looking woman, her healthy, sun-tanned skin completely exposed, stood unconscious before me. Her posture revealed a truly magnificent physique—both feminine and slender, yet possessing a powerful presence.
And the curves of her breasts…
“….”
I narrowed my eyes and observed her more carefully. The Nether Realm Knight is a woman. That fact alone was already unexpected.
“Hey! How long are you going to just stare!? That’s not the point right now, Daishi-san—you pervert!!”
“O-Ow-ouuuch!”
Before I knew it, Mina-chan had moved right up behind me and grabbed my ear, dragging me away from my “front-row seat.”
“Leave the rest to me. Daishi-san, just sit over there and rest!”
I honestly didn’t get why she was so angry, but I complied anyway.
Following her orders, I stepped back a couple of paces and dropped into a seated position—legs tucked in, almost like a gym class stretch—watching the situation unfold from a safer distance.
…Guess I’m on spectator duty now.
| > Hey camera. No need to show the old man > (Whistle) Nice > Whoa, what a body… > What a feast for the eyes, Mm, feast for the eyes > So many perverted monkeys, lol > Phew > Wait, isn’t this still going? > Still alive? > Benkei stance? > Looks unconscious though |
Sensing the viewers’ feelings, the stream camera kept its focus on Mina-chan and the Nether Realm Knight. It wasn’t just durable—it was surprisingly smart equipment.
“…Looks like a state of suspended animation. What should I do… should I try to revive her?”
Mina was muttering to herself, deep in thought, as she carefully observed the woman inside the motionless Nether Knight.
Even though the danger seemed to have disappeared, getting too close still felt… risky.
“…I do have a lot I want to ask her… huh? Wait… I feel like I’ve seen this woman somewhere before…”
| > Hey, isn’t the person inside that Nether Knight… > Oh! > I recognize her! > Isn’t that the missing legendary female warrior Shion? > Huh? That SS-class one? > My favorite strongest female warrior… > She just disappeared one day and it was a huge shock… > No way… then she was the Nether Knight all along? > Maybe it was just a cursed armor? > She always chased strength above everything… > Did she sell her soul to a demon…? |
The atmosphere in the comments shifted instantly—from excitement to shock, then uneasy realization.
Mina-chan’s eyes narrowed slightly as she looked again at the unconscious woman.
“…So that’s it. I see… this isn’t just an enemy we defeated.”
I kept sitting there in a half-crouched gym-class posture, eyes tracking the comment feed drifting diagonally through the air. Over 1.1 million viewers now. Somewhere in that crowd, someone had actually identified who is “inside” the Nether Realm Knight’s armor.
And apparently… Mina-chan had reached the same conclusion.
“…Yeah. It’s more natural to think the armor set itself was the problem…”
“Mi-Mina-chan?”
“But just in case. I’ll go all in—exorcism plus purification, double-layer treatment.”
She nodded to herself like she’d already finished the decision.
Then she spread both arms. White aura gathered in her right hand. Green aura gathered in her left.
“…Wait.”
Mina-chan… is she planning to revive her?
No, hold on—seriously?
We just beat her.
If she wakes up and immediately goes berserk again, I’m absolutely not taking responsibility for that.
“Exorcism Resurrection.”
Before I even had time to finish the thought, Mina-chan placed her right and left hands simultaneously on Shion-san’s chest and activated the skill.
“…Oh.”
Blinding light engulfed Shion-san’s body. The glow gradually refined itself, shifting into a sheen so intense it looked like she was being clad in golden armor—almost like some kind of radiant, divine knight.
“…So. How do you feel, muscle-brain warrior Kusakabe Shion?”
“…Not bad. Fake saint, Kisaragi Mina.”
While I was still imagining various scenarios, the resurrection had already finished successfully.
Mina-chan and Shion-san stared each other down. And then—both of them gave faint, fearless smirks.
This is translated by Yume Neiji. Kindly read at yumeneijiworks.com
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