I’m a Dullahan, Looking for My Head

They say it's a day and a half away by carriage to Wangdu. We got out early in the morning, so we figured we'd just stay the night trying to be late and get to King's Capital.

"Hey, what exactly is this place called Wangdu we're going to?

Driving a carriage from the village of Poda for a while.

At first it was me looking at the changing landscape, but I got tired of all the same scenery, so I asked Sisty thinking it would be just fine to spare some time.

"What? I can't believe you don't even know that. What country have you ever lived in? Well, fine. I'll teach you."

Has Sisty been free, too? I blurted my gaze back this way looking out.

Excuse me, countryman.

"We are on our way to the capital of the Kingdom of Eritrea, a great nation with vast lands and resources. Food production is said to be the top among the major countries, with a wide variety of foods and a flourishing distribution. Most importantly, it's delicious."

Heh, you've never heard the name of a country before. That's not the country I know, of course.

Or is it a country where rice is delicious?

But I don't need a meal or I can't eat it. It doesn't mean anything to me, dude.

In that country, Durahan and humans are symbiotic, or what?

"… When it comes to the characteristics of the rest, I wonder if there are many devout followers for whom Erialism is established as a national religion. There's a beautiful sacred wizard in the temple called the Virgin, and she seems to have a lot of trust from the people, doesn't she? It's like a big temple or something."

There's been some kind of temple or Virgin.

"Heh, you're the Virgin. Is that so awesome?

When Sisty tried to use her healing magic on me, the name of the Virgin had been put out for her, but what the hell was he like?

"That's right. Whatever you do, you are a rare user of divine magic."

"Is it not the same as Sisty's restorative magic?

"The healing magic we wizards use can only heal small wounds. But the restoration of sacred magic is different. Whether your arm is a thousand cuts, as long as you have a thousand cuts, you can stick it together, and even the fierce poison can detoxify it. That's exactly what God does. There are rumors that the Virgin is a proxy for the goddess."

"Heh, heh, that's awesome."

In other words, if I take damage from healing magic, it would be a terrible thing if I took the Virgin's divine magic.

I'm undead. Although I'm vulnerable to that kind of holy attribute.

Let's never get too close to where the Virgin, the natural enemy, would be. I would never go to a temple or anything.

As I thought so, I heard a scream from the carriage ahead.

"There's a demon out there!

React so that me and Sisty are played to that voice.

Apparently, the merchant on the lookout found the demon.

In doing so, we must fight aggressively as combatants.

"All armed! Don't panic! What kind of a demon is he?

It was the leader of the merchant who was talking to the old man who gave the instructions while he was calm.

Hearing the instructions, he and those other than the watchman shall possess such prey as swords, bows, and bowguns.

No, the merchants alone can win now.

"It's Black Wolf!

"Black Wolf is a pain in the ass. Two adventurers. Black Wolf is out, thank you!

Reply to the merchant leader and we'll check the situation.

The carriage is running down the road at a constant speed, four shadows running parallel to it.

It is a wolf shaped demon whose whole body is covered in black hair. There is a horn stretched out on the head of his nose and he is roaring as he glows his red eyes like he was excited.

Apparently these guys are blackwolves. You hate wolf-type demons since they were first set up in the Devil's Forest.

If it wasn't Durahan, I'd have been eaten and killed by a wolf.

The other side looks like a small high cliff. I can't see how it's going from here.

I'll take care of it just in case.

"Hey, Sisty. Because of this, try to fly it magically. You're so hardened, even you, the Nocon Wizard, can hit it, right?

"Hey stop calling me that no-con wizard! 'Cause I'm so angry."

"I guess it's true. Hit me on the side. If you're not, hit that dick with me."

"Why don't we do it!

When I provoked him, Sisty climbed onto the roof of the carriage, waving her wand willingly. A surprisingly mild move. They have good motor nerves.

I don't climb the roof, by the way. 'Cause if I'm standing next to him, I'm going to get hit.

Sisty's blue ponytail sways as if it were a miracle to the universe by the wind of a walking carriage.

Then Sisty cast a spell at Blackwolf, who walked the wand side by side.

Whoa, now you're gonna use a cane.

Then a fireball emerged from Sisty's wand tip.

It is gambling magic that hits him once every five times.

Plus, it's bigger in size than yesterday. Doesn't that just make it harder to control? I'm starting to get anxious over here watching something.

"'Fireball' huh!

My anxiety was made by Sisty's harsh voice on my back, and the fireball - flew straight behind me.

"……… Ah."

"What's wrong with your magic!?

The fireball landed on the rear cliff at the same time as I raised my voice for the penetration. Apparently more magical than yesterday, the fireball raised a big blast and collapsed the rear cliff.

If we'd hit that cliff a little while back, we'd be blocking our path.

"Gain!?

Heard from it, the voice of a sad beast.

Among the crumbling rocks is the appearance of a falling black wolf, burned by red flames.

"That's a wizard. You noticed the other Black Wolves were on the cliff from the start!? We were only looking forward, and we were about to feed on the Black Wolf coming down from above."

"... Huh? Oh, no! That's how natural it is!

Sisty reacts late to the voice of the merchant leader.

"…… It's a coincidence."

"I got it."

When I climbed the roof and said that, I immediately denied it.

"Don't lie."

While we were having such an exchange, another merchant fires an arrow at Blackwolf as he tries to approach him with a morale voice. It seems difficult to hit a black wolf walking side by side from a sick and rocking carriage, quite a few are off and avoided.

Still, they hit a few of them on one leg, rolling and falling off.

The other two were approaching the carriage in front, so I moved from roof to roof.

Apparently, Black Wolf is after the defenseless.

A merchant with a bowgun desperately unleashes an arrow when he realizes it. One seems to have hit his forehead and stopped, but the other is intact.

"Ugh, wow!?

Black Wolf leaps and strikes to bite your Lord.

I stick my left arm in there.

Blackwolf stuck his fangs out without hesitation.

Naturally, no fangs will penetrate Durahan's cage.

I greeted Blackwolf with a fierce roar and managed to devour his fangs straight to the right.

It conveys the feeling of a splash of bone, and Black Wolf releases his mouth and blows away like garbage.

"... Ah, thank you! Is your arm ok!?

"Oh, he's a tough cageman, so it's no problem."

And when he saw that there was no scratch anywhere with the leech, the man of his Lord exhaled in relief.

We exorcised Blackwolf once we pulled the carriage over.

The merchants picked up arrows and peeled off Black Wolf's teeth and fur, wary of any other demons around them.

Because I consumed a lot of arrows, he said with a smile that if I couldn't take as much material, it wouldn't fit. You're scared of a merchant.

"No, it helped with the work of Mr. Duke and Mr. Sisty. If it weren't for the two of you, there would have been victims. Mr. Sisty's magic was wonderful. Discover the black wolf lurking on the cliff, dokan!

"Yes, no, no"

She had never been praised for her magic, and Sisty was dyeing her cheeks slightly to make her happy. I want you to stop praising our Ponky Wizard.

You're gonna get on with it and start unleashing pompous magic.

"Mr. Duke was thrilled to help our people until he put up his body, too. He was also very grateful."

"No."

It's not bad to be appreciated. If you say that, you'll want to work more. So... Ha! This is a merchant ploy, isn't it?

It's free to say thank you. If you're motivated just to speak up, your manager said it's cheap.

After all, this merchant is nothing.

"Ugh, wow!?

As I thought so, I heard a man screaming.

Probably the voice of a man retrieving an arrow.

When I glanced at my voice, a man was being chased by Blackwolf.

Black Wolf thought he had fallen off with an arrow on his leg to see the arrow stab him in the leg and bleed.

What an obsessive guy to chase you this far with that wounded state.

I ran out to help, but the distance was wide open and I couldn't make it.

"Rick! Throw away the arrows!

After the confusion, a man who had not abandoned an arrow threw an arrow at Blackwolf when he heard the merchant's leader.

Coincidentally, the pointy sword butt of the arrow seems to have hit Black Wolf, causing a distressed voice to rise.

In that gap, the man flees at first sight.

Is this gonna be critical in time? That's what I thought, and I heard voices from the rear.

"Ultraviolet power, stay on my cane, penetrate my enemies, 'Lightning'!

A bee sounded from the stick protruding, and a muscle of purple electricity ran through it roaring.

The movement proceeded like a fierce serpent, bending with gnaw,

"…… Ah, yaba."

I walked right through my helmet.

Danger!? My helmet was about to fly away!? And now I do hear "…… oh, goodbye"!

Or you're gonna hit a man like this!?

The moment I thought so, the purple electricity bending over with Gnyagnya circled around trying to avoid the man and hit straight to Blackwolf.

Wolf, who hit the lightning, raised the pussy and smoke to a black scorch and sank to the ground.

... Sometimes I think. I thought Sisty was an amazing wizard in a way.

Looking back at the person in question, he exposes himself to the dumb side as if he didn't think it would hit him.

of scenes and quiet air, two seconds later. The men cheered.

"That wizard, even though the rays aren't secured, bent the magic of Lightning and shot only Blackwolf!

"Damn it. I'm a wizard. He said if I took a wrong step, it would hit Rick. … so confident in control"

I can only hear their pure praise.

I can't hear you, but Sisty was happily loosening her cheeks.

I don't like it. Though I'm going to get on track and pump some magic on the road ahead.

If it was only a few centimeters away, I'd be black burned, right?

I'm not after the first fireball, so count it as no count, and the next time I unleash the magic of lightning, I have a high chance of rampant.

Sisty was like winning a lottery by accident, and she ran out of luck here.

The next magic hit is me, the avant-garde.

"But lightning is a straight forward magic………?

"Didn't you just bend over and shoot out Wolf exactly? If you're a good wizard, why don't you bend it? He was roaring like a snake."

Sisty's tricks are superb here.

Sisty's magic is horrible to even distort the magical nature of going straight ahead. It's new magic already.