The Death Mage that doesn't want a fourth time

21 An unsightly, humorous boss fight

Up until he heard his foolish, idiotic sons' dying screams, Bugogan had finished his preparations for battle, but remained seated on his throne.

The reason for that was because he was the ruling king. The king was not supposed to step out onto the battlefield. That was the job of his achievement-hungry sons, their subordinates and the slaves.

That was why Bugogan had simply sat on his throne, reprimanded the failures that were his subordinates and ordered his sons to join the battle.

And then he became aware that his servants and slaves had perished, and his sons had been slaughtered.

At that moment, Bugogan's rage exceeded its limits.

「BUGAAAAAAAH!」

He unsheathed his prided magic sword and stood up from his throne and destroyed the walls of this building that had taken longer to build than the other Orc dwellings, but was still nothing more than a shabby house.

Sending splinters of wood flying, he gave yet another roar. His rage wouldn't settle down at all.

How much effort had he put into increasing the numbers of the foolish Orcs to this extent?

No matter how stupid, foolish and inexperienced they were, how long had it taken him to create sons?

It hadn't been easy to gather slaves, women, weapons and armor, either.

All of that hard work was about be nullified in a single night.

He couldn't hold himself back any more.

These insolent Ghouls who had attacked his village! He would slaughter all of the males, capture every single female and have them give birth to as many Orcs as had been killed tonight!

As Bugogan lost himself in his rage, he saw something flying towards him with incredible speed.

Bugogan didn't think it was more than something in the background until it was about ten meters in front of him.

And even now that he had noticed that it was there, he forgot his rage for a moment and wondered what this thing was.

It looked like a human child with long, white hair, white skin, a right eye as red as blood and a bluish-purple left eye. For a moment Bugogan thought that this was a young female Ghoul, but the ears that could be seen protruding through its hair were pointed. Did this creature possess Elf blood mixed into its veins?

The reason Bugogan was confused at this child's appearance was that he felt nothing from it.

No presence, no sound, no smell, no bloodthirst, no hostility, no fear. He felt nothing at all.

If someone explained it to him by saying that he was having a hallucination, he would have believed it. This creature that he felt absolutely nothing from was so bizarre that he thought it might disappear if he closed his eyes and open them again.

Still floating in the air, it held its arms out as if to block his path, wrapping black Mana around itself.

Finally, Bugogan realized that this was an enemy.

The Noble Orc Bugogan. The Ghoul King Vandalieu. The scene of the two of them preparing to fight each other looked incredibly stupid.

At first, while Vandalieu was covering himself in black Mana and casting his【Impact-Negating Barrier】and【Magic Absorption Barrier】, Bugogan was simply staring at him blankly.

「Fugoh!」

As Vandalieu finished casting his spells, Bugogan gave a short chant. A spear of earth suddenly appeared from below Vandalieu. It looked as if it was going to turn him into a skewer, but the moment its tip touched the【Impact-Negating Barrier】, it turned back into fragile dirt.