The Demon Hunting Method of the Regressed Inquisitor

Chapter 44

The Demon Hunting Method Of The Regressed Inquisitor 44

My ■■■ (3)

There is much to say.

My initial goal is to achieve a conversation.

So, even if the other party goes wild, I have to stop them and hold on until we can talk.

It’s simple in words, but...

“Hehehehe.”

It’s extremely difficult to put into practice.

Don’t die, don’t kill.

In a state where those two conditions are met, I have to endure until the other party’s strength wanes and their burning anger is temporarily subdued.

“You really, really came to find me. Are you crazy? Do you want to die?”

They stagger towards me.

As if they were a drunkard, intoxicated by their own power.

It’s extremely dangerous, but it can also be seen as a golden opportunity.

When power runs rampant, its usage becomes monotonous.

“Can we talk for a moment?”

“Talk? What talk?”

“I could understand enough from the brief explanation you gave last time about why you hate me. But I still don’t know the exact internal circumstances.”

I desire a conversation above all else. I make my intentions clear.

Even if we enter into battle later, I need to ensure that my words remain in a corner of his mind.

“So?”

“I want to hear the reason why you had to hate me. Of course, I know well that this is like rubbing salt into your wounds. But to die without knowing the exact reason... it feels a bit unfair.”

“Heh, hehehehe... Unfair? You dare to say such a thing? Are you crazy? Do you have no shame?”

“Because I can’t even know that. Let’s resolve this through conversation. Maybe over a warm cup of tea...”

I set the stage for a conversation. I made my intentions clear.

“Dieeeee!!”

The answer came back with a kick.

It was a reaction I had anticipated, so I easily dodged it.

The attacks continued.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

It was hard to even stand firm under the continuous onslaught.

Before considering erosion or poison, the sheer physical force was overwhelming.

The chances of winning were extremely low.

After all, isn’t he the monster who single-handedly destroyed countless hunters, including Kurud and Titan?

Even if I give it my all, it’s impossible for someone weaker than Kurud to overpower him.

As proof, he has been pressuring me with just his kicks since earlier.

He’s toying with me.

“If you have the leisure to play around like that... then let’s have a conversation... What will change if you kill me like this?”

“Shut uuup!!”

I barely managed to complete my sentence while dodging the swinging and plunging kicks.

Of course, he didn’t listen at all. He’s probably similar to Titan.

He has a barbaric mindset that thinks the words of someone weaker than himself are not worth listening to.

In that case, I need to take appropriate measures.

Click!

I pulled out my revolver and pulled the trigger once towards him.

I heard the sound of the hammer hitting an empty chamber and the cylinder rotating.

I didn’t load a bullet in the first shot. Even by mistake, it could fire and hit an innocent person.

And this is also a test.

“Huh?”

A series of processes.

I intuitively understand by looking at the puzzled expression on his face.

Lilia doesn’t know what a gun is.

It’s not that she’s surprised it didn’t fire, but rather she’s puzzled because she doesn’t know what I pulled out.

“Heehee!”

The following kick shakes the ground greatly. Of course, the construction of the territory wasn’t done carelessly, so the floor was safe this time as well.

However, it’s impossible to completely block the vibration. For a moment, the vibration spreads like an earthquake, and even though I avoided the kick, my body shakes.

I lose my balance. I stagger backward and fall.

Then she rushes at me.

Believing that my fall was entirely due to her ability.

She reaches out. In my hand is the same weapon as before.

She doesn’t know the true value of this weapon. Of course, she might be suspicious.

But the scene imprinted in her mind covers her doubts and hesitation.

That’s enough.

Bang!

This time, the fired bullet.

The metal bullet lodges in her forehead.

“Ugh?!”

The bullet penetrates.

But it doesn’t mean it caused that much of a wound. In the first place, shooting a bullet at a monster that can turn into mist, the result is predetermined.

Of course, if turning into mist is a phenomenon she has to control.

The situation becomes a bit interesting.

“You little...!”

Blood flows from the forehead of the damned brat. It’s an achievement beyond imagination.

Was she caught off guard that much?

If I had known this, I would have used a bolder move. But it’s already too late.

There’s no time to think. When you seize the opportunity, you push as hard as you can.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

This time, I used holy magic not just for physical enhancement but for attack.

The holy power I borrowed was the lightning of Jupiter, the god of the sky.

Crackle!

It felt like it blended well with the environment, perhaps because it was a rainy city.

I threw it at the beast charging at me.

Whoosh!

This time, he dodged.

This led me to assume that holy magic couldn’t be dodged with mist form.

In fact, he had been wounded by Kurud’s aura, so it wasn’t an impossible theory. He was unstable.

He was not the .

He was an opponent I could definitely defeat.

Clang!

Once again, I block his attack with my sword. However, this time, I didn’t block it with full strength.

His attacks are fierce, but he is still blinded by rage.

I block his wildly swung arm and bounce back.

I widen the distance again.

Check the second magazine.

One, two, three, four, five, six.

After loading it into the revolver, I immediately aim at him.

A smile appears on his face. The function of ‘thinking’ returns to him, who had lost his reason due to anger.

Surprisingly, he recovers quickly.

“Do you think you can keep running away like this forever?”

“Have you finally decided to talk? Since it’s come to this, let’s have a proper conversation. I want to hear why you hate the Pantheon so much.”

“And if I tell you, can you solve it?”

“There’s nothing I can’t do. Everyone can at least try, right?”

“If you want to solve it, die here. There’s no other way.”

“People can’t always get the best results. I’d like you to come up with an alternative.”

“An alternative? Hmm... then.”

Bang!

In the middle of speaking, he charges at me with unbelievable momentum.

It was expected.

When a smile appeared on his face, I already realized he was up to something.

A child throwing a tantrum.

It’s not wrong. His way of thinking is already at the level of a child.

Do you think I would fall for that?

Bang!

This time, I pour all the bullets stored in the revolver’s magazine.

Bang!

But I take my time.

I need to find the gap in his power. I confirmed that there is no central part and how far it can change.

Bang!

Now it’s a matter of the duration of his power. It’s impossible to check multiple places at once, so I keep shooting the same place with a time difference.

Bang!

A finger grazes the nape of my neck.

Even with just that, I, Lost, who is as fragile as can be, bleed.

Bang!

Though it’s for the purpose of verifying through time-lag attacks, this is quite painful.

I realized how difficult it is to take time to deal with him when the third bullet was fired.

I want to pour all the bullets and distance myself from him right away.

It’s incredibly hard to resist such temptation.

Bang!

The sixth bullet.

The revolver I have can load six bullets, so until I reload, it’s now a useless object.

And he knows that too.

I’ve already shown him the reloading process twice.

He’d be an idiot not to notice.

I fired six bullets at once. Six bullets loaded in the cylinder.

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Six shell casings fell to the ground.

Even a monkey could understand the limitation of this weapon.

Therefore...

Bang!

He doesn’t suspect that I showed him a gap that even a monkey could think of.

The seventh bullet is fired.

His eyes widen in surprise and then harden in an instant.

The guy who was continuing his offensive against me doesn’t retreat.

Of course, he wouldn’t.

He’s been repeatedly hit by this gun so far, but he’s realized it’s not a big threat.

He thinks he can just turn into mist and avoid it.

That’s what he thinks...

“Ugh!”

A bullet made of holy power lodges into his body.

It’s a special product from Geppetto, so there’s no need to prepare separate bullets.

Using that trick.

“Indeed, Nidavellir Mountain is different.”

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

I really like it.