The Possessor Mistook the Genre for 20 Years

52 – The Hero’s House Was Destroyed.

Franz arrived in front of Belphegor.

It had been quite disgusting from a distance, but up close, it was even worse.

Franz had seen such scenes countless times, so he could pass it off nonchalantly, but an ordinary person would have surely fainted.

“Huh? You came to me on your own, did something happen to your head?”

Belphegor seemed excited.

It seemed he only thought of this side as mere prey.

“Well, if you want to die, I have no choice but to grant your wish.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the mass of flesh surged like a wave, rising high like a tidal wave.

It seemed intent on swallowing Franz whole.

But it wasn’t particularly threatening.

Facing the World Tree had been a bit more tense.

Franz thought he could just put up a shield and be done with it, and was about to snap his fingers.

Yuna, who was beside him, swung her sword first.

Countless fine lines were drawn on the mass of flesh, and it was soon cut into small pieces like cube fragments, falling to the ground.

“Yuna, thank you.”

It wasn’t a situation where he particularly needed help, but since she had saved him, he thanked her out of courtesy.

“Franz, what’s the plan?!”

As the waves of flesh surged again, Yuna swung her sword and asked.

“I’ll interpret that thing’s magic, so buy me some time.”

“How long?”

“About 10 seconds?”

“Huh?”

Yuna looked at Franz with a dazed expression.

In response, Franz shrugged his shoulders.

He could guess what Yuna was thinking, but that didn’t mean he could lie about it.

And honestly, there was a bit of unfairness in the situation as well.

He had lost the monster right when the interpretation of the magic was almost complete.

Whether it was a planned move or just a coincidence, the timing was simply astonishing.

However, it seemed that Yuna, who didn’t know the context, took it differently.

“So, it takes just 10 seconds. Hmm, if it’s Franz, I guess that makes sense.”

Yuna muttered to herself.

What exactly made sense?

It seemed she was getting lost in her own strange delusion, but correcting her felt like too much trouble, so he decided not to.

What mattered more was finishing this up quickly.

“Yuna, I’m starting.”

Franz said this as he placed his hand on Belphegor’s flesh.

Then he channeled his mana, continuing the interpretation of the magic that hadn’t been completed.

The mana flowing through his body was transmitted through his hand, and he started to interpret the magic that made up the creature.

The last page of the information that hadn’t been filled in began to complete.

At that moment, as if sensing an opportunity, Belphegor’s massive body started to shake violently.

It seemed to want to overwhelm Franz, attacking from all sides.

But Yuna was not the type to just stand by and watch.

Hmph—.

With a short shout, she swung her sword, and the rushing flesh was torn apart.

And just like that, 5 seconds passed.

Franz used his magic to hinder the creature’s regeneration, and another 3 seconds went by.

“It’s still useless, you know? It would be easier to just accept death quietly. I’ll make it very pretty for you. Especially you, since you’re a girl with a pretty face, you can take this body instead.”

Unaware that his magic was being interpreted, Belphegor still maintained his composure.

In the meantime, the final 2 seconds passed, making it a total of 10 seconds.

Having completed the interpretation of the magic, Franz removed his hand from the creature’s flesh.

‘Amazing.’

The structure of the magic was so complex and sophisticated that it was clear at a glance that a lot of effort had been put into its development.

If someone from the Magic Tower brought such a result, they would gladly be given a high position.

However, it seemed difficult to call this magic a unique magic from now on.

Because it was no longer just his.

‘No…?’

Come to think of it, if he died, wouldn’t he be the only one who knew about this magic?

In that case, it would be fine to call it unique magic.

Thinking that he had taken it away without much effort, he felt a little sorry as a fellow magician, but since his crime of participating in the cult was greater, it could be said that it was a fair treatment in the end.

Still, for a cultist, he was somewhat helpful.

He left behind the unique magic he had researched for a long time.

They say people leave their names behind when they die, but do magicians leave their unique magic behind when they die?

Maybe it’s a rather romantic saying.

Anyway, since the interpretation of the magic was finished, it was time to end this disgusting situation.

Snap-.

Franz snapped his fingers.

The magic used was Anti-Magic.

The mana flowing from Franz’s body acted on his magic.

The magic, intricately woven with formulas and characters, began to unravel in reverse.

At the same time, there was a reaction from him as well.

“What, what the hell have you done-!”

The flesh that had been clinging together could no longer maintain its form and began to melt away.

Soon, the figure of Belphegor, who had been hiding inside, was revealed.

The scene of a small girl emerging from the flesh was bizarre in a different sense.

But something was strange.

The body of the small girl, who was thought to be Belphegor, was also melting away like the other flesh.

“No, no…! My most cherished body…! You, you damned, b*stards….”

Belphegor tried to pull up the melting skin with his hands, but unfortunately, his hands fell off first.

“No, no…! No, I said…!”

His voice was so terrible that it could no longer be considered human.

The flesh slid off, revealing the bones, and then one leg collapsed, causing the creature to lose its balance and fall.

“Franz? Is it over now?”

Yuna suddenly asked.

Indeed, what was happening before their eyes signaled the end of this situation.

The girl who controlled the monster was dying.

But Franz couldn’t easily provide an answer.

No matter how much he thought about it, he couldn’t understand.

‘There is no magic that can bring the dead back to life.’

Neither magic nor divine power can revive someone who has already died.

The magic used by necromancers awakens the dead as mindless beings, literally zombies or ghouls.

But looking at that creature called Belphegor, it was clear that it still had awareness.

It was so natural that it could converse and smile, making it indistinguishable from an ordinary person.

Even though its body was created by magic, just like other monsters.

Perhaps.

‘Is there someone separately controlling it?’

It might really be possible.

Even the necromancers of the Magic Tower control each entity separately.

But this one was on a far higher level.

Having reached this conclusion, Franz immediately used mana detection.

When he carefully detected around the nearly melted Belphegor, he surprisingly found something.

A thin thread of mana was connected to somewhere.

Following that thread with his gaze, he saw a familiar mansion at the end.

It was the very mansion that Yuna had taken a liking to.

It was truly puzzling.

Even though they had checked all the rooms during the day, not a single person or even a strand of hair was found.

There might have been a hidden secret room.

If he had known, he would have used mana detection.

It was a mistake to assume it was just an ordinary house and only check the facilities.

Anyway, that’s not important right now.

If there is a cultist in that house, and if that cultist is very angry, what will happen to that house…

It was the moment Franz thought so.

Boom-!

A gigantic something burst out, smashing the mansion.

It had a human shape, but it made a rattling sound, and its white color suggested it was made of bones.

As expected, the culprit was someone else.

“You, you b*stards…! You defiled my daughter-!”

Upon closer inspection, there was an old man with snow-white hair between the bones.

Judging by his claim that his daughter was defiled, it seemed that the girl who had just melted before his eyes was this man’s daughter.

The moment he realized that, Franz was struck with tremendous shock.

Belphegor had certainly exhibited feminine gestures, speech, and voice.

It was hard to believe that a corpse could perform such actions without direct commands, so it must have been controlled by this man.

It was heartbreaking that he couldn’t forget his dead daughter and was acting out, but it felt strangely unpleasant.

But in fact, none of that really mattered.

Franz’s gaze slowly turned to Yuna.

Yuna was just staring blankly at the collapsed mansion and the man.

Fortunately, she didn’t seem too angry.

“Yuna, are you okay?”

Even at Franz’s words, Yuna showed no reaction.

As if she had lost her mind.

But honestly, it’s a situation that would make anyone extremely angry.

She had been looking forward to moving for a long time, and had worked hard to choose a house, only for a cultist to ruin everything.

As expected.

Golden heat haze began to emanate from Yuna’s body.