I Reincarnated as a Mob in a Depressing Erotic Video Game World. When I Saved the Main Heroine That Fallen Into Despair, Her Overwhelming Obsessive Love for Me Wouldn’t Stop. - Chapter 39

“Hahaha… hahahaha…! Look, look, look, look!! <Meteor Blade>, <Meteor Blade>, <Meteor Blade>!!”

The single sword of light that Irwin created with magic pierced straight through my right thigh.

“U-ugh…!!”

Pain shot through me like fire. I dropped to one knee and looked up at Irwin.

“Ah… Shiruto-kun… Shiruto-kun, Shiruto-kun, Shiruto-kun…!!”

Over and over.

Again and again.

Ena called out my name.

“R-Ralthea-sama…!! Please stop the trial!! If this continues, Shiruto-kun will…!!”

“I’m sorry, Ena-san. That decision is up to Zegio-sensei. You have no authority to stop this trial.”

“Wh-why… then Zegio-sensei!!”

“How should I know? I have no intention of stopping it.”

“W-why… why, why, why, why, why, why…!!”

Ena’s voice trembled with desperation.

It must have been entertaining to Irwin because he lifted the corners of his mouth and laughed cruelly.

“Haha, hahahaha! This is perfect, perfect, you pathetic mob-kun!! Come on, stand up already. Otherwise, my sword will cut your head off!?”

“…I see.”

“Ah… run. Please, Shiruto-kun… run!!”

Irwin stepped forward slowly.

He picked up the black sword he had thrown at me earlier.

“Ena. Do you want me to save this man?”

With a grimy smile still on his face.

He asked Ena like that.

“…Y-you’ll really… help… me?”

“Yeah. But there’s a condition. Ena, you must become my slave.”

In the silence.

Irwin’s vulgar words echoed.

“Eh… s-slave…?”

“That’s right. You and I will use contract magic to form a master–servant bond. If we do, you will never be able to disobey my words. Your body and your heart will become mine, all of it…!!”

“Ah… I-I don’t…”

With a dirty look full of bad intent.

Irwin stared at Ena’s body, as if licking her with his eyes… Fear filled Ena’s voice.

“Come on. Swear it, Ena. From today on, you are my slave. Give everything you are to me.”

“…I don’t… want to…”

“Haha, I see. Then this mob-kun will die by my sword—”

“S-stop!! Please… not that… I’m begging you… stop…”

At last.

After forcing out her words through sobs.

Ena said—,

“…I understand…”

As if she had given up on everything.

Just like that day in the classroom, when Irwin grabbed her hair.

With a face full of despair, empty eyes, and a broken voice.

Ena was about to accept the oath.

“I… will become it. I swear. I… belong to Irwin-kun—”

“—No, Ena.”

I cut her off and spoke quietly.

“Ena. You belong to me.”

“—Eh?”

“I’m the one who will make you happy. I will never allow you to make that oath.”

Alright.

The stage is set.

It’s not the way I wanted. It was not perfect. But.

Still, I have to fight.

Against the awful ending that this messed-up world decided for us.

To do that, Ena.

I need a strong will to seize a happy ending. That’s why,

“Ena. Please, can you use your magic to save me?”

In an instant.

The training ground, no, the very air across the empire.

They were shaken and trembling under the strange power Ena controlled.

“…Ehehe. Shiruto-kun… you’re relying on me…”

Ena lifted her left hand toward the barrier.

The ruby on her ring glinted beautifully.

“Yeah, don’t worry, Shiruto-kun. Leave everything to me—”

Her blue eyes glowed like the dark night.

Her delicate face twisted into a crazed smile.

Ena began to chant her spell.

“―, <Apocalypse Ray>.”

Along with a streak of gray light.

Ena Refine let out her first cry and her ubugoe.

The first cry of the girl who would one day become the empire’s strongest mage, the girl known as the “Witch of Mercy.”