Non-Human Girls Are Fighting Over Me ~ Do I Get to Refuse? “Nope!” “No Way!” “Not a Chance!” “Absolutely Not!” - Chapter 70 & 71

Chapter 70: Iron Man (2)

Inside the helmet, a vibrant holographic display flickers to life.

Then, a gentle, calm voice—yet distinctly non-human—resounds.

“Greetings, ‘Madam.’ My name is Sammy.

Synthesis Assistance Magic & Enchantment Lend System—

I am the artificial intelligence of the integrated auxiliary magic lending system [SAMAEL].”

“M-Madam…?”

Izolde blinks repeatedly, dumbfounded.

“Operating based on Madam’s mana capacity. Remaining operational time—five minutes, forty seconds.

Please hurry. Shall I engage automatic combat mode?”

“W-What is this…? Uh… y-yes…!”

“Understood. Estimated time to eliminate the enemy before you—approximately two minutes, twenty seconds.”

In the next instant, Izolde’s body moves on its own.

Her steel-encased arms flash, unleashing a torrent of light bullets that tear through the night sky.

“—!”

Levi’s eyes narrow. She dodges the oncoming barrage by the slimmest margin.

She can evade—but there’s not a single moment to counterattack.

“This… ‘Lilith’s Bracelet’!? How can that girl… use it?”

Levi can’t hide her shock and urgency.

Agrat, witnessing the scene, forgets her own battle and loses her voice.

“Huh… What…? That bracelet… and she’s mastering it completely…?”

Unable to process the situation—the sky begins to turn red.

Countless magic circles fill the heavens.

Not just one or two. Hundreds, thousands of arrays layer upon each other, with a colossal circle at the center, large enough to engulf an entire city.

“…! This is bad—that’s—!”

Levi’s face pales, and she broadcasts a telepathic wave in all directions.

“Get out of here now! The ‘Fire of Megiddo’ is coming! If you stay, you’ll all be incinerated!”

“What…?” Drako’s face drains of color.

“No idea what’s going on, but that sounds seriously bad…” Towa clicks her tongue.

“Mio, let’s go! We’ll die if we stay here!” Agrat shouts.

“Damn it… just when it was getting good…!” Morgadia grimaces.

“Got it, Mama!” Lilith immediately retreats.

And then—it descends.

From the sky-spanning magic circles, countless streams of hellfire pour down like rain.

This is no ordinary flame. It consumes the very air, a divine judgment from the heavens.

Everything—except the school building—is instantly engulfed in a sea of fire.

Then, the central colossal magic circle begins to rotate slowly—

“—It’s coming!”

From the heavens, a massive fireball, like a meteor, plummets.

The earth quakes, the night sky splits.

The blast wave levels the town, the roar pierces eardrums.

The scorching heat devours everything, reducing buildings to ash.

At the center of it all—stands Izolde, enveloped in light.

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Demon Castle.

Satan, lounging on his throne with one elbow propped, wears a leisurely smile.

“—It’s been a while since I’ve seen the ‘Fire of Megiddo.’”

His tone is amused, tinged with a hint of nostalgia.

“It seems the output’s been dialed back quite a bit… but still, what a spectacle.”

The demons gathered in the throne room hold their breath, while Satan alone chuckles softly.

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Royal Castle, Grand Hall.

Chandeliers sway from the ornate ceiling, and the nobles’ murmurs ripple like waves.

“To think… Izolde-dono possesses such power!”

“This must be humanity’s hope!”

The king and his ministers shout praises, their applause and cheers overlapping.

But one person stands apart.

The saintess, her face pale, clasps her hands, her trembling voice escaping.

“…No. That’s not hope. That’s—the ‘fire’ meant to destroy humanity. The ultimate taboo that burns down divine order…!”

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Coliseum.

The stands are in chaos, gazing at the lingering glow of the burning sky.

Those who lost their bets scream, tearing up their betting slips.

“No way! This is nothing like the predictions!”

“Give me my money back!”

Countless scraps of paper flutter through the air, curses swirling in a vortex.

But cutting through the chaos, another cry begins to swell.

“Izolde—! You’re incredible!”

“She’s the strongest, a true hero!”

“Izolde! Izolde!”

Boos and cheers clash like a storm. Yet the frenzy soon overrides the fear, transforming into a grand chorus praising a single girl’s name.

Chapter 71: Iron Man (3)

—But the one most shocked in this moment was none other than Izolde herself.

“Haa, haa, haa…!”

Her chest heaves, her vision blurs white. She can’t catch her breath.

Hyperventilation. Her body trembles, her fingertips start to go numb.

Then, from the monitor inside the helmet, a gentle male voice resonates.

“Madam, you’re hyperventilating. Please hold your breath for a moment—focus on exhaling. Talking can help, too.”

—Sammy.

Following the calm urging, Izolde desperately regulates her breathing.

After a few seconds of silence, the trembling gradually subsides.

Just as she regains her composure—

“…Sammy. It’s been a while,”

Agrat, standing before her, speaks in a voice sharp as an icy blade.

Through the powered suit’s external speakers, the artificial intelligence responds politely.

“Yes. It’s been some time, Agrat-sama.”

“I’d like to know. Why can Izolde use you?”

Agrat’s voice carries a barely suppressed anger.

The monitor flickers slightly, and Sammy answers calmly.

“Yes. The activation condition is—[Izolde-sama, with consent, offered her maidenhood to Samael-sama].”

“…What!?”

Agrat’s face twists in fury.

“Izo-chan! That you were a virgin is shocking enough, but to ‘offer your maidenhood’ to Samael? What’s that supposed to mean!?”

She shouts, her anger unmasked.

“—Listen, you’re explaining this later, got it!”

Then, Levi approaches, clutching a bloodied shoulder.

Her gaze wavers with pain and frustration.

“I want to hear that too. …Why can you use my ‘best friend’s’ bracelet?”

Izolde, pierced by their stares, is at a loss for words. But in the next moment, she murmurs in a trembling voice.

“…Sorry. I have to go to Kazuto.”

And with a trail of light, she vanishes from sight in a burst of high-speed movement.

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—At the same moment.

Lilith and Morgadia, caught in the blast’s aftermath, lie collapsed on the ground, unconscious.

“…Now, shall we continue?”

Agrat speaks quietly, her eyes burning with fiery resolve.

“—I won’t let you get to Kazuto.”

Levi, suppressing the pain in her shoulder, lets out a wry sigh.

“…No choice, then.”

But at the same time, she telepathically calls out to her allies.

(Someone… hurry to Kazuto. Izolde might be heading to break the seal…!)

One person catches the warning.

“Already one of his kin…!”

Drako growls lowly, his eyes blazing.

“A temporary truce! I’m going to Kazuto. Come with me!”

“Heh,” Towa shrugs.

“—But remember this. I was winning this fight.”

In the ravaged battlefield, a new spark ignites.