VRMMO: My first Contractee is Yandere

However, she shows no sign of feeling any pain or misery on her, truly marvelous. As soon as she recovers with her regenerative abilities, she charges at Giis once more.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Without defending herself.

Blown back, taking damage, Liora repeatedly charges at Giis, relentlessly attacking his neck.

But every time, Giis counters with a [Self-Destruct Attack].

Even though she has regeneration, it's becoming clear that Liora's healing can't keep up with the damage. Normally, she could recover by using [Life Steal Blade] or [Vampiric Blade].

But since her attacks are being nullified, she can't heal herself.

Liora begins to stagger from blood loss. Her small body has bled far more than it should be capable of. She's lost count of how many limbs she's had blown off. A normal person would have gone mad from the pain long ago.

Yet, despite her battered state, Liora's eyes still shine with fanatical determination.

"Why are you still standing!? Can't you feel the pain, or are you out of your mind!? You know you don't have a chance, right!? Even if you can regenerate, if you lose consciousness, you'll die!"

Frustrated by Liora's persistence, Giis screams.

"It's pointless, you weakling! Everything's pointless! My absolute defense is—"

Before he can finish.

Liora uses [Offering: Flash Step] to close the distance instantly and swings her scythe haphazardly. The blade is imbued with [Life Steal Blade] and [Vampiric Blade].

"It's pointless, I said!"

Giis carelessly reaches out to counterattack. The heat of his [Self-Destruct Attack] begins to build up in his hand.

In that moment.

"Got you…"

Liora slices through nearly 90% of Giis's neck. A massive spray of blood erupts as Giis, unable to block the attack, tumbles across the ground.

The so-called strongest-class warrior is left sprawling on the floor like a rag doll.

It seems Giis's [Death Evade] skill has activated.

He's being healed by his contracted spirit, but as he sits on the ground, his face is one of disbelief.

It's as if reality itself had betrayed him.

Clutching his neck, the thug-like Giis snarls.

"How… how did you manage to damage me!? What's going on!? Damn you, what kind of tricks are you using!? You lowly weakling, how dare you! Why didn't you just let me kill you quietly, you human scum!"

"Be quiet."

"—!"

With just a single step forward from Liora, Giis tries to scramble away in fear. But sitting as he is, he only flails in his own pool of blood.

Covered in blood, her scythe, [Shadow of Death], drips with Giis's filthy blood as Liora calmly steps toward him.

Drip, drip. The scythe continues to ooze with Giis's blood.

I praise Liora for her endurance.

"You did well, Liora. Now, all that's left is to kill him."

"Yes… It's all thanks to you, God."

"If his mysterious defense is tied to his equipment, all we need to do is strip him of it. Simple enough. His movements were far too amateurish."

Throughout the battle with Giis, I had intentionally made Liora charge repeatedly.All of that was meaningless... or rather, it wasn't.

Due to his focus on killing Atori, Geese had neglected his own defense. Atori seized the opportunity, and I used [Create Dark] to steal one of his rings.

Geese had been wearing many rings, but now only three remained.

Due to the mechanics of this [Sugo], only two rings can be active at any given time. However, with [Tyranny], even that disadvantage can be ignored.

It's a powerful skill, but that's all it is.

"Three consecutive times—that's the limit of what Geese can defend against right now. The remaining collar and earrings seem to be for status ailment or mind-control protection. The earrings can't be removed. Even if there were defensive capabilities in those earrings, one wouldn't be enough."

No matter how much Geese ignores cooldowns, responding to continuous attacks would require a maxed-out reaction speed.

Even if he has reached that max, Atori's attack speed would likely surpass it.

We simply need to kill him before he can activate [Tyranny].

Geese seemed to have realized the trick as well. He glanced at his now-bare fingers, grinding his teeth in frustration.

"You filthy thief!"

"Shut up."

"...Give it back. That's my ring! You want to die, you bastard?!"

Atori, as if showing off, wore the ring I had given her. Seeing this, veins popped on Geese's temples.

"You damn brat!!!"

He charged forward, hands outstretched in rage, like an angry child. He no longer resembled a warrior—he'd failed even as a human.

Atori's scythe began to pulse with overwhelming darkness.

When her face, which had been slightly downcast, looked forward, her crimson eyes shone darkly.

"Unleash [Shadows Filled with Death]."

"Kill everything with [Self-Destruct Attack]!"

"Praise the glory of a thousand deaths!"

With Geese's [Self-Destruct Attack], the ring that Atori had equipped shattered into pieces. However, she successfully nullified the attack.

Reflected on Geese's face was an absolute defense that mocked his desperate actions.

The transparent walls, the rings, and his pride all crumbled.

This was the sum of all the "strength" Geese had relied on until now.

"This is exactly what you've been doing to others."

Of course, my words didn't reach him.

But in his mind, I'm sure he now saw the faces of the warriors he had trampled over. Now, he understands it's his turn.

In the eyes of Nero, the Evil God, I saw nothing but the face of a terrified coward. Geese, meanwhile, beheld a young girl announcing his death.

Let this moment burn into your memory.

"Kill him, Atori."

"—[Scythe of Death, Nero Ragnarok]!!"

With a simple, emotionless swing of her scythe, Geese's body began to crumble. His lower half vanished entirely, yet he still reached out towards Atori.

Oh?

It seems the remaining rings couldn't protect him against Atori's [Scythe of Death, Nero Ragnarok]. There's no need for any further attacks.

"Give it back... my... my..."

"All of it, meaningless."

"—!!"

"The sin of destroying God's and my garden is grave. Thus, you must die."

Atori spun around gracefully.

Without sparing a glance at the now-dead Geese, she trotted towards me.

The strongest man, Geese of [Tyranny], had perished before the young girl, Atori. All that remained on the battlefield were the massive cracks etched into the ground and the crater from the [Self-Destruct Attack].

The wind blew, and the scattered petals fluttered up towards the sky.After everything had ended, a round of applause erupted behind us.

When we turned around, the Demon Kings were cheering. Despite being on the enemy's side, they sure were enthusiastic.

This kind of energy might even tempt players to switch sides to the Demon King's faction.

One of the Demon Kings leaped down from Helmut's head.

As always, they were naked. But Gehena, standing behind them, quickly pulled out some clothes from the item box.

The Demon King took the clothes but threw them to the ground.

"I don't need that. Bring me something frillier. What's with this dull robe?"

"If I always carried frilly clothes around, that'd be pretty weird! Just wear it! You'll catch a cold, and it'll hurt!"

"I don't get cold. Are you mocking me, Gehena? I'll kick you."

"Not now, boss! That's your real body right now!"

Their exchange was so ridiculous that I quickly created a makeshift outfit with my [Create Dark] ability. It was entirely black, so it wasn't the best, but the design shouldn't raise any complaints.

Wearing the frilly dark dress, the Demon King nodded approvingly.

"Well done, dark spirit. I like it. How about becoming my exclusive fashion designer? I'll give you half the world."

"I'm not a spirit, I'm a god."

"? You're a spirit."

"God."

"Spirit."

"God."

"Spirit."

And so, the "God" vs. "Spirit" battle began. As expected of a Demon King. An ordinary person would've already buckled under Atori's pressure and returned to the main topic by now.

This would never end at this rate.

Gehena, realizing this too, gave me a look.

"Atori, that's enough. It's beyond a Demon King's comprehension."

"Princess, that's enough too. We need to get to the main point, or the event will end."

Reluctantly, both sides withdrew.

Taking over for the sulking Demon King, Gehena cheerfully addressed us. This was likely their original form from when they were alive—a strikingly handsome elf.

Though the academic cap looked a bit odd, it suited them well.

They smiled warmly.

"Now then, Atori, Lord Nelo, how about we tour the festival together? Though we have our differences, let's enjoy this while we can."

"No thanks. I want to be alone with God."

"Oh, was it a date?"

"Date?"

Atori tilted her head in confusion, and Gehena tried to kindly explain—but suddenly, a massive volley of arrows rained down from above.

It was a storm of arrows, heavier than rain.

Neither I, Atori, nor Shio could move, but it seemed that everything else (including the thieves Shio had restrained) was being targeted.

"Yukris, is that you!? [Bug of Acedia, Demon King's Indolence]!"