indianbanksassociation #382 - The Red Demons don't need to go to the bathroom
#382 - The Red Demons don't need to go to the bathroom
— The Last Witch.
This is the Greedy Witch Echidna, who, after the Sanctuary was liberated, occupied Ryuzu's replica and renamed herself Omega—meaning the Last Witch.
Given that Ryuzu's body is not the best vessel for a soul, Echidna, having become Omega, has to face the reality of deteriorating magical abilities. She can still use magic, but cannot smoothly activate advanced techniques.
The purpose of the Witch Cult is self-evident.
Whether it's the remains of a Witch, the artificial spirit Beatrice, or the Divine Body, Zun Zun, all are excellent containers.
Even if the Greedy Witch cannot use them, the other Witches—Omega holds a magic stone necklace containing the souls of the other five Witches—they can use them.
Which means Zun Zun and the others are being coveted for their bodies.
“Oh dear, being handsome is such a nuisance.”
“Hey…”
Zun Zun's rather narcissistic words made Natsuki Subaru roll his eyes and complain slightly, “I say, Zun Zun, you definitely know something, right? Don't hide it at this time. Also, you always end the topic with 'In summary,' but in the end, we don't know anything. Could you please explain it in detail?”
“Well…”
Come to think of it, that seems to be the case.
But this time it's quite difficult to explain, after all, regarding the matter of the Last Witch, apart from Roswaal and the Greedy Witch herself, no one knows. The source of the information is really quite dubious.
The others also looked at Zun Zun, although they didn't say it explicitly, the meaning in their eyes was very clear.
—Don't hide information at this time.
No choice.
“I don't know what the Archbishops of Sin want from us, but finding common ground will more or less reveal their intentions.”
“Common ground?”
“That's right. Leaving aside the Witch's remains, it's understandable that the Witch Cult wants to seize them. So, what connection do Beatrice and I have, or rather, what connection do the three of us have? Witch, Spirit, and Crimson Demon—”
“Could it be… magic?”
Natsuki Subaru said uncertainly.
His mind was racing very fast, no, it would be better to say that he knew the connection between the three, which is why he understood so quickly.
“Wait a minute, Subaru.”
“What does this mean?”
Anastasia and her knight asked one after the other.
Natsuki Subaru scratched his head, looked at Zun Zun to confirm, and then exhaled lightly, saying, “You see, Witch, Spirit, and Crimson Demon, honestly, even the races are different, it would be better to say that even the worlds are different. So, the three have a connection, or rather, the only connection is…”
“Adaptability to magic. No wonder Zun Zun said that.”
“That's right.”
Now everyone understood.
It goes without saying that a Witch, to become a Witch, not only needs magic power, but even the rules of the world must be changed.
The Spirit's adaptability to magic is above all races, there is no doubt about that, even for artificial spirits.
Zun Zun's magic has been seen before, the power to defeat the Archbishop of Lust, even Roswaal, who holds the titles of Red, Green, and Yellow, is not as good—Julius and Reinhard can attest to this.
“But if we're talking about who has the strongest adaptability to magic…”
“Indeed, it should be him.”
“I second that.”
Everyone's gaze fell on the knight with a bright smile and fiery red hair.
“No, I still have shortcomings, you all overestimate me.”
“Tch.”
Everyone clicked their tongues in dissatisfaction. If they didn't know his true nature, they would really think this was Versailles. Being favored by the world is just that exaggerated.
“But the Archbishops of Sin didn't mention Reinhard, does that mean…”
“Ah, they are obviously cowards who bully the weak and fear the strong. I don't know why, but I suddenly don't feel scared anymore.”
Is the Sword Saint's body good?
Of course, it's good.
It's just too good.
He can have whatever blessing he wants, and the micro-spirits will actively heal him without needing a contract. But if Reinhard stood in front of them, he would probably be wiped out in two or three moves, and in the end, they might flee in panic.
“Speaking of which… what is a Crimson Demon?”
Anastasia looked at Zun Zun, her face showing curiosity.
“An existence coveted by the Archbishops of Sin should at least be on the same level as the Witch's remains and artificial spirits, right? The ability to use such powerful magic, is it because of a blessing or some other reason? If it's convenient, could you tell us about it?”
Even Roswaal, who has the blessing of magic, is not so exaggerated, so it's only natural that they would be curious.
At first, they thought it was a blessing, so they didn't ask too much. But now it seems that the 'Crimson Demon' factor accounts for more.
“Actually, it's not a big deal.” Zun Zun spread his hands casually, “Crimson Demons are actually modified humans. Red eyes and black hair are the symbols of this race. Although the race's personality and attire are quite unique, the only common point is that everyone is a born Archmage.”
“Born Archmage… does that mean everyone is as strong as you, Zun Zun?”
“How is that possible? You know, Crimson Demons are divided into two types, one is me, and the other is everyone else! It's that simple!”
“Ah, ah…”
Looking at Zun Zun, who suddenly became excited, the others couldn't help but twitch their lips and told him to get off the conference room table first.
“In short, even among the Crimson Demons, I am the best.”
“Is that so.”
Putting aside whether Zun Zun is the best among the Crimson Demons, there is only one Crimson Demon in this world now, so he can say whatever he wants.
“Also, when Crimson Demons experience emotional fluctuations, their eyes will emit a red light, and the more intense the fluctuations, the brighter the light will be.”
“Red light?”
“Like this.”
Zun Zun pointed to his eyes, and found that they were indeed emitting a little red light, and occasionally dimming or brightening.
“Also, Crimson Demons don't need to go to the bathroom.”
“…Eh?”
“Just kidding.”
“Eh!?” xN
Such serious nonsense really fooled these people, and Zun Zun's lips curled up in a mischievous smile.
Besides, even if Crimson Demons are modified humans, how is it possible that they don't need to go to the bathroom?
“You scared me, bro.” Al patted Zun Zun's shoulder heavily, “Being a modified human is one thing, but to say that you don't need to go to the bathroom, I thought you were some kind of idol.”
“Oh, oh, oh, idols don't go to the bathroom!… Right?”
This is a stale joke from 30 years ago. Judging from Al's age, it was probably during his adolescence when this joke was widely spread. As a normal Japanese man, how could he not know it?
Natsuki Subaru couldn't help but retort, “No, no, no, does anyone still believe that these days?”
“Bro, people are diverse, you have to accept their XP!”
“Even if you put on a cheerful smile, I can't accept it at all!”
“But with Zun Zun's looks, it's more than enough to become an idol.”
“Agreed. He might become a big hit.”
“Oh dear, I'm going to be shy.”
The three of them chatted happily, completely isolating Anastasia and the others from their small circle.
“—Wait a minute!”
Noticing that the topic had gone astray, Natsuki Subaru hurriedly slapped the table and shouted, “I don't know when we got immersed in the idol topic. Global idols are really scary… Anyway, anyway!”
He made an exaggerated gesture to adjust the atmosphere around him, and looked around the room.
“Whether it's Beatrice or Zun Zun, I won't hand them over to the Archbishops of Sin! Also, I will personally take Emilia back, and for that, I will definitely beat up the Greedy!”
“—Ah, that's right, such things, we absolutely cannot allow him to do as he pleases.”
Reinhard agreed with his determination, and the pure aura surrounding him became even sharper, the aftershock of the aura making everyone's hair stand on end.
“Although this time it was abrupt, it's not all bad news. Emilia, who was captured, has not given up on herself, but has contacted Al and told us the enemy's information.”
First, the Greedy Archbishop is in the control tower of Third Street, and two days later, they will hold a wedding ceremony in the church, as well as the fact that the Greedy Archbishop has hundreds of wives.
“He already has so many wives, and he's still coveting my Emilia…”
“Hey, you over there, say what you want but don't look at me!”
Zun Zun felt that his reputation was being harmed.
Julius then looked at the map on the table and said, “What we can confirm now is that the Archbishop of Lust in the control tower of First Street was killed by Lord Zun Zun, the control tower of Second Street is controlled by the Gluttony Archbishop, the control tower of Third Street is the Greedy Archbishop, and according to the process of elimination, Fourth Street is the Wrath Archbishop.”
“…Not too sure, after all, the Wrath Archbishop might also go to the control tower of First Street.”
“And those two black-robed Witch Cultists.”
During the battle with the Archbishop of Lust, they already clearly knew the strength of the giant and the woman, and their strength far exceeded ordinary people. After all, the two were famous figures in their previous lives.
“No matter what, we have to conquer them one by one.”
Natsuki Subaru scratched his head.
Zun Zun then spoke, “Al, you are not needed in this defense battle.”
“Wait a minute, Zun Zun. Although there are you and Reinhard, Al is obviously an important force, at this time—”
“You are too selfish, Subaru. Al has more important things to do.” Stopping the somewhat anxious Natsuki Subaru, he looked at the one-armed armored man who was silent on the side, “Right, Al.”
“Speaking of which…”
“It seems that's right.”
“Indeed.”
Anastasia, Julius, and Reinhard all nodded.
The only commonality among these people is that the royal candidates they serve are all here or safe, and even the sleeping Crusch has Ferris to take care of her. Only Al's master is temporarily missing.
“Is that so… Sorry, Al. I was too selfish.”
“It's okay, bro.”
Al patted the apologetic Natsuki Subaru on the shoulder, took a deep look at Zun Zun, and said in a rather cheerful and frivolous tone after scratching his neck, “Sorry, my princess might be crying in some corner waiting for me to save her, so—”
“Even if Al, you do that, this one will not do so.”
Before he could finish speaking, an unruly voice entered the conference room, causing everyone to be slightly stunned.