Return of the Iron-blood Sword Hound Chapter 289

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Episode 289: Power inflation (7)

“Hey, what is this? dream?”

Sinclair looked around with a trembling gaze.

The figure of Bartolomeo with his eyes open and a huge demon floating above him.

As the adversaries of the devil, the night hound and the saint Dolores are holding hands.

???

Sinclair only blinked as if he couldn’t believe the current situation.

Dolores was very upset.

‘Why is Sinclair here!? He must have drunk tea with sleeping pills!?’

she asked, trying to stay calm.

“Sinclair! are you okay? Looking at her condition, I think she took sleeping pills… … .”

“… … It’s okay, it’s okay. Hmmm- I often take various types of sleeping pills, so my tolerance has become a little stronger.”

Sinclair is busy with countless schedules, including her usual part-time job, school work, personal study, and extracurricular activities.

It happened because I didn’t know that I was under a lot of stress and was taking various kinds of sleeping pills, and my tolerance was very strong.

However, even so, the medicinal effect of sleeping pills cannot be ignored.

Sinclair’s eyes were still slightly open as if he hadn’t woken up.

“I was so sleepy that I stumbled and fell over on the open box, but the door must have been closed. But what kind of situation is this? What else is that? And even the hounds of the night… … .”

She asked, looking back and forth between Belial and Vikir.

Dolores gritted her teeth.

“It’s Sinclair! I’ll explain everything later! For now, here… … .”

But she couldn’t finish talking.

Because Belial laughed and raised a huge fist.

[At this point, it wouldn’t be bad to weed out useless ties. As of this hour, all plays are over.]

Bartolomeo’s body broke once more, and the terrifying demonic energy exploded.

And Sinclair’s eyes narrowed when he saw it.

Kwa-kwa-kwa-kwak!

yet. Belial’s fist fell to where Sinclair was.

Seeing Belial’s attack falling like a meteorite, Dolores screamed in astonishment.

“Poem, Sinclair! no!”

She maxed out her divine power and ran, but it was not enough to match her speed.

… … but.

“… … !”

Dolores must have been taken by surprise.

Wood deok! Wooduk! Pood de deude deuk!

Sinclair blocked Belial’s fist.

Huge golden palms protruding from the floor and walls were blocking Belial’s fists.

[…] … ? What is this.]

Belial frowned at the unexpected interruption.

But it wasn’t just a hindrance.

Fufufufufufu!

Golden thorns sprouted out of nowhere from the back of the golden hand and pierced Belial’s fist.

[!?]

When Belial hurriedly removed her hand, she began to notice changes around her.

Charrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr

A wave of gold coins.

Treasures piled up like a mountain here and there were making waves and rushing towards us.

Not towards Belial, but toward Sinclair!

Charrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr! Short! Short! Short!

The golden snakes were sucking towards the hat Sinclair was holding in her hand.

And accordingly, the mana emitted by Sinclair was also getting stronger.

‘Hat with lots of money’.

This is the prize Sinclair received after finishing eighth in the collegiate league.

‘Hehe- it’s not a world where money is power. I really need to earn a lot of money to wear this hat.’

A hat that makes your magic stronger when you eat money.

Although it was worn in places and the brim was missing teeth, one effect was a definite artifact.

Kurrureuk!

Putting on the hat, Sinclair cast her spell once again.

The gold coins and gold ingots around them seemed to be melted by the flames, and soon they came together to form a huge fist.

… bang!

Belial’s head jerks again.

[He is an annoying guy.]

It was too young to live in Belial’s pupils, which were lined like goats.

… Wood deok!

Bartolomeo’s body moved.

The balmung in his hand drew a bizarre trajectory and bent like a snake with hundreds of joints in its body.

“… … Ugh!?”

Blood fountains burst out from all over the body.

Sinclair stepped back to avoid Bartolomeo, who swung a sword right in front of her eyes.

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“My lord!? Why are you like this! Ugh!?”

She shouts in confusion as if she recognized Bartolomeo’s face.

Seeing this, Dolores exclaimed.

“Sinclair! That person is not the head of a bourgeois family! You are just a puppet that was possessed by the devil in the past!”

“yes!? that, it can be Are you a demon?”

“Please believe me… … !?”

But again, Dolores couldn’t finish her words.

… Pak!

It was because Bikir, who flew on the cub madam’s wire, soared upward with Sinclair wrapped around his waist.

Kwak!

The area where Sinclair had been standing just before was horribly destroyed by Bartolomeo’s slash.

“Kuh!?”

Sinclair flinched at the look on the face of the man who snatched her body.

night hound. A monstrous man with a gloomy red light pouring from the eyes of the mask.

“Hey, let this go! Villain!”

She quickly raised her mana, but just a moment ago, she had already exhausted too much power to create and operate a large golden hand.

‘Eating money isn’t enough to make you stronger, but there is a limit to how fast you can eat.’

Bikir pushed the struggling Sinclair back to the floor.

“… … uh?”

At the polite landing that was different from what was expected, Sinclair put on a dazed expression for a moment.

Bikir spoke short, deliberately scratching his voice harder.

“There is nothing good about getting involved. It would be embarrassing to be taken hostage for no reason, so stay away.”

“… … hostage? Troubled?”

Sinclair looked confused.

Then, she quickly calmed her breathing.

It is indeed a genius-like attitude that his eyes become fierce in an instant.

“The other side took me hostage, so why bother you, the ‘Night Hound’? do you know me?”

“… … .”

“It probably doesn’t mean that you are on the side of justice right now. Then why did you save me? Bait for distraction? Who made Mr. Bartolomeo like that? is it you What is your relationship with President Dolores?”

Sinclair’s non-stop questions were calm and sharp, but the tip was slightly trembling.

It was like a knife held by an unprepared child.

And the seasoned Bikir knew how to deal with such a fragile blade.

“The devil is absolute evil. Aren’t you a stupid kid who doesn’t know that?”

“Treatment of a child… … I don’t think the age difference is that big… … .”

“Being opposed to absolute evil is not necessarily good, but I believe you will at least know which side to stand on in the moment of decisive battle.”

“… … .”

“What to see, what to believe, and what choices to make are entirely personal matters.”

It is ‘not entangled’ in the first place.

No persuasion needed, no influence needed. All they have to do is go their separate ways.

After speaking, Bikir turned his head.

And in front of him, Bartolomeo, whose eyes were undone, was charging at him holding the demonic sword Balmung.

B-Billion!

Vikir slashed Bartolomeo’s right hand with his sword.

And even the body of Belial beyond that left a deep scar.

[Ouch! But to no avail!]

Belial was in pain, but within a short while, he absorbed the gold and silver treasures around him and regenerated the wound.

Overflowing wealth, seething greed!

As long as there is money and people want it, value is eternal.

Belial eats money, values, and greed and enjoys life and power that are virtually infinite!

But Bikir did not give up.

“Goes.”

“I will support you!”

Bikir lays down the sword to level it, and Dolores lowers her protection from behind.

yet.

… Flash!

With dazzling light, eight teeth wrapped in white flame bite the world.

Baskerville Type 8. complete realm.

It brutally hacked all over Belial’s body.

[Ghahahahaha! It’s no use! As long as the money in the safe doesn’t dry up, I can recover as much as I want!]

Despite the pain and wounds piercing through her body, Belial smiled brightly.

yet.

Chara la la la rock!

The gold coins flock again with a loud noise.

Belial sucked in a huge amount of money.

[How is it! The infinite and eternal power of this body… … !]

however.

[…] … uh?]

Belial couldn’t stop laughing.

Obviously, as before, even though he absorbed a huge amount of wealth, his physical strength was not completely restored.

[Yes? What is it? what’s the matter?]

Belial looked down at the gold coins, banknotes, jewels, and bundles of money being sucked into her body.

They were obviously accumulating in the body, but strangely, the speed of recovery of physical strength was gradually slowing down.

The volume and weight of an object are the same.

However, the resulting recovery was noticeably less and less, but in the end it turned out to be almost ineffective.

[???]

Belial was bewildered at the scars still deeply dug all over her body.

and ahead of it.

“Finally the time has come.”

Bikir took a step.

“I wonder why your recovery has been so slow?”

Bikir asked Belial, who looked bewildered.

Before long, Bikir took a piece of paper from his bosom and blew it towards Belial.

[…] … !?]

Belial’s eyes widened as if tearing.

[Breaking news] Mysterious currencies scattered in the center of the imperial capital, counterfeit bills? Or a premonition of hyperinflation?

-Last evening, a large amount of mysterious money was scattered over the sky of the ecliptic… …

Unidentified gold coins and banknotes contained in huge balloons are poured like showers all over the empire at any time and place as the balloon bursts… …

Citizens are uneasy because they do not know whether these money are counterfeit money or whether there is really a lot of money in the market, and economic experts are concerned about the short-term loss of trust in fiat currency… …

It was an article in the morning newspaper scheduled to be published tomorrow morning.

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