An Archdemon's Dilemma: How to Love Your Elf Bride: Volume 3 [Parts 1 to 8] by Fuminori Teshima

Author:Fuminori Teshima
Language: eng
Format: epub

Chapter III: Naturally, Any Archdemon Will Have a Horrendous Personality

Nephy thought she had lost consciousness at first as a wave of dizziness washed over her and her vision turned white. Still, she immediately realized she was mistaken. Zagan’s voice rang out as he called for her within that pure white fog.

“Nephy! Where are you?!”

The fog suddenly enveloped her, and in no time at all, it concealed the entirety of the evening ball’s luxurious passenger boat. Even the table right before her eyes had vanished, and Nephy was unable to see Zagan’s when it should have been right next to her. The sorcerers atop the ship all raised their voices in agitation, seemingly suffering from the same fate as her.

I’m over here, Master Zagan! Nephy tried to call out to him, but soon realized that her voice wasn’t coming out. No, it wasn’t just her voice. For some reason, she couldn’t even move a single finger.

It wasn’t like she’d collapsed from fatigue, as she could clearly feel that she was seated in a chair, but it appeared that Zagan was also unable to perceive her figure.

Is this an attack on the ship... using sorcery? That seemed unlikely, as there was no sorcery that could befuddle Zagan to such an extent. After all, he was the Archdemon known as Sorcerer Slayer. If this fog was sorcery he was unable to erase, then only another Archdemon could have cast it. And if not that...

Could it be... the person who had the same face as me? Dark Nephy manipulated power similar to mysticism, so that was a distinct possibility. As that thought passed her mind, a sense of dread ran through her body.

If it’s that person’s power, then even Master Zagan will be unable to defend against it!

The sole opponent that Zagan, who held the second name Sorcerer Slayer, was not well suited to face was someone who drew their power from something other than sorcery. Mysticism even surpassed objects like Sacred Swords and could wound Zagan. And so, Nephy tried to convey the impending danger to him, but her body was fixed in the chair and wouldn’t budge an inch.

I should have opened up to him about it sooner! Nephy finally managed to put her feelings in order after Manuela chastised her, yet she still missed her opportunity to reveal the truth to him. And as she was writhing over that, somebody right next to her moved.

“Lady Nephy, are you alright?”

It was Nero. For some reason, they were able to move, and while groping around, managed to arrive next to Nephy’s chair.

No, wait, am I the only one being restrained, I wonder?

If that were the case, this was an attack against Nephy herself. And just then, the fog suddenly dispersed and her vision returned. Nero’s face was right before her eyes, but was not looking at her. And then, as if unable to believe it, Nero looked back over to Nephy.

“Huh...? There’s... two Lady Nephys?”

A girl with the same face as Nephy had collapsed right in front of Zagan.

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