How To Suck Honey With Extras [EN]: Chapter 166

185. ‘Did you get rid of it?’ They always show up when you say that (4)

“At this point, even if there are any remaining demons, they won’t be able to do the same thing again.”

“I agree.”

I said that for now, and Sylvester agreed.

“So, what are you going to do, Aileen? Are you thinking of going back now?”

“There’s nothing dangerous, but let’s take another look around.”

Alnix asks, as if my intentions are obvious.

“So, what’s your real intention?”

“Now, we need to pick up anything we can leisurely grab. Don’t you want to make money? Let’s go make money!”

“What? You’re planning to take a cut after all.”

Alnix looked like he knew it all along.

But he doesn’t seem to dislike it.

It means he wants to make a buck too.

“Leave the luggage to me. If I use my abilities, there won’t be any problem transporting a considerable amount, so let’s thoroughly loot this place…”

I was about to confidently suggest enjoying the bonus time, but I couldn’t close my mouth.

Someone was there.

But I didn’t know until I accidentally caught it with my eyes.

That person is watching.

‘…Tree root?’

I almost said that without thinking.

A texture like a withered old tree.

The skin faintly visible inside the pressed-down hood looked as parched as a dead, dried-up tree.

Frankly, I doubt if that’s even a human like us.

“Aileen? What…”

“……Hmm?!

Both of them stiffened, as if noticing belatedly, following my gaze.

“What’s that bastard?”

“I didn’t even know he was there.”

He was watching so blatantly, but no one knew until now.

It’s one of two things.

‘Either we can’t perceive him.’

Or.

‘He’s an existence so far beyond us that we can’t even compare.’

Either way, it’s not a good situation.

Even more terrible is.

‘I can’t see that guy’s name or role at all…’

For some reason, nothing is visible above that person’s head.

“…….”

His lips moved.

I can’t hear what he’s saying.

As if he can’t make a sound, or as if the sound isn’t recognized.

Can I barely read it from the shape of his lips?

-The result… …is not right… can’t… do….

-The… optimal… result… must be… avoided….

-Quickly… maintain… the schedule… attempt to intervene….

If I had known this would happen, I should have acquired a special skill similar to lip reading in advance.

I have a bad feeling about this.

That guy’s gaze doesn’t feel friendly either.

‘Is he trying to attack us, by any chance?’

I waited, preparing a plan in my head to escape with the two of them if necessary.

I wonder if a preemptive strike would be a good idea, but attacking someone you don’t know well is the most foolish thing to do.

It would be fortunate if it worked.

If we kill him… well, let’s just say it can’t be helped.

The worst case is if it doesn’t work.

The world is wide.

There are plenty of beings that we can’t even scratch, even if we mobilize all our strength.

If that guy attacks first, let’s get out of here right away.

If he chases us, let’s think about countermeasures then.

But what he did was not an attack.

No, I’d rather he attacked.

Several magic circles unfolded in the air.

Something I’ve never seen before.

Even I, who only completed the introductory course on the basics of magic that Cruse taught me in the past, could intuitively tell that it was not a technique that humans or demons could use.

Not to mention Sylvester.

“…Magic? But… what is this ridiculous thing?”

He froze because even the knowledge he had couldn’t solve it.

Since he is still mentally immature, he inevitably shows a gap in dealing with these unknown situations.

And as the technique was activated.

Drrrrrrrrrr.

A sound similar to stone being carved away.

It echoed continuously in the air.

The reason we stood still and stiff was the phenomenon that occurred with that sound.

It’s being restored.

The ritual site that I destroyed, and the technique that Sylvester ruined, are being restored as the technique is activated.

It was being fixed as if nothing had happened.

I wish he had attacked instead?!

‘Is that bastard trying to summon a Demon King-level demon here?!’

But I can’t say that it’s not.

Perhaps Sylvester and Alnix had similar thoughts, and they immediately took action.

“What the hell is this bastard doing! Is he a demon after all!”

Alnix rushed towards the unidentified person first.

He closes the distance in an instant and tries to plant a solid fist in his face.

Thwack!

A cheerful impact sound rings out.

But it doesn’t feel like hitting a living thing made of flesh and bones at all.

Alnix widens his eyes in astonishment and quickly creates distance.

But there’s no reaction.

He doesn’t even flinch, as if he doesn’t feel anything at all.

“…Am I being completely ignored?”

It’s frustrating, but it can’t be helped since it didn’t work in reality.

“We’re going to attack together! Follow me right away!”

Sylvester drew his sword without hesitation and jumped in.

Alnix seemed to understand his intention, took out the spear he was carrying, and followed suit.

Sylvester’s sword extends to pierce the neck accurately.

However, the tip of the sword only touches the guy’s skin and cannot penetrate any further.

“It’s absurd… it’s like touching something that isn’t of this world.”

Sylvester couldn’t speak properly, as if he was dumbfounded.

Alnix then swung his spear to break his balance, but the same thing happened.

“Hyaaah!”

Even though two people are fiercely attacking, the problem is that the other side doesn’t even flinch.

‘What should I do… should I support them too?’

It would be foolish to just stand by and do nothing.

Should I join forces with them?

‘No… let’s think of another way.’

To be honest, my strength is not overwhelmingly stronger than those two.

…Well, maybe a little stronger. Let’s admit it.

But it won’t make a difference.

We have to stop it with a different method than attacking.

‘…It’s clear that the guy’s goal right now doesn’t involve us…’

Even if two people attack, he doesn’t seem to care.

‘Is he ignoring us intentionally? Or is it because we’re too weak to even be considered?’

Then the problem is how to interfere with that.

Should I dispel that magic?

Don’t be ridiculous.

Even if Cruse or that old man Clopord were here, I wouldn’t be sure if it would work.

Then….

‘…Should I try to mess with it in another way?’

Don’t cling to what doesn’t work and curse.

Try what’s possible.

I ran to the summoning circle that was being restored and reached out my hand towards it.

And I squeeze out mana and pour it in randomly.

“Aileen?!”

Sylvester screamed as if he noticed.

He knows how dangerous that is.

But the intention I’m planning now is to deliberately induce that dangerous act.

‘If you can’t stop the activation, then just change the direction completely.’

Don’t be greedy. I’m not asking for much.

At least let’s avoid summoning the monster from the original work that I read.

If I have to avoid it, I have to avoid the tiger, and it’s much better to summon a fox instead.

Fortunately, there is a way.

Didn’t Sylvester mention it a little while ago?

Just by pouring mana in appropriately, you can affect the summoning circle.

‘Of course, in my case, it’s not appropriate…’

Very violently!

After all, I don’t know the knack for adjusting it.

Then it’s better to pour in as much as I can.

‘If there’s even a slight effect, that’s enough.’

A summoning circle is a delicate technique.

If the conditions of the influence change, the results that are summoned will also change accordingly.

Summoning rituals, including spirits and demons, actually have a high probability of being affected by variable factors.

The reason why I look for materials that are even slightly related when I summon spirits is for that purpose.

Then this won’t be much different.

Change the variables!

‘If you apply a large load momentarily, the conditions will change even a little!’

Of course, I can’t predict what will pop out either.

But it’s better than leaving it as it is!

Pajijijijijijik!

Mana mixes and rampages beyond the summoning circle, scattering sparks.

“……!!”

I felt a change in that guy.

Does he feel like an unexpected situation has occurred?

He seemed to be angry for some reason.

And the moment the sparks flew most fiercely, I couldn’t stand it any longer and tumbled backwards.

“Ugh?! But… still, it must have changed a little…”

I’m uneasy, but all that’s left is the result.

I was worried about what would happen if that guy got angry and ran wild because of my interference.

“……!!”

For some reason, that guy just glared at me, and then, for some reason, retreated on his own.

He disappeared as his form collapsed as if snow was melting.

I even doubt if that’s a proper living thing.

“Did he retreat?”

“What the hell is that monster…”

Both of them stared at the place as if they couldn’t understand, but soon shifted their gaze to face the next problem.

The summoning circle is still emitting an eerie light.

“Aileen, do you have any idea what will be summoned?”

“Hehehehe. How would I know? I don’t know anything like that.”

I shook my head with a low laugh.

I just struggled because I thought it would be better than a Demon King-level demon popping out.

Sylvester doesn’t blame me either, so he probably understood my intention.

“…I just hope we can avoid the worst-case scenario.”

He just said that in a small voice and carefully watched for the right moment.

The power that I feel is gradually increasing.

It means that the output of the summoning circle has reached its peak.

Soon, the technique will be activated and the existence that meets those conditions will pop out from beyond.

What will come out?

I watched for the right time, thinking of attacking as soon as it was identified.

Finally, that shadow began to be seen beyond the summoning circle.

The first thing that was seen was two wings, the shape of something that looked like a reptile with a large membrane.

‘…Huh? No way… is a real… Demon King coming out?’

I swallowed hard in tension and carefully examined it.

A tail… a leg with sharp claws firmly supports the floor.

A gigantic creature, so large that I was worried that this place might collapse, crawled out from the bottom.

And what finally appeared was….

“…Huh?”

“…No way?”

“…Isn’t this a problem in its own way?”

The three of us, with our souls gone, looked up at the summoned creature and muttered our impressions at the same time.

In conclusion, the Demon King was not summoned.

The energy I feel doesn’t even have the ‘ma’ [demonic energy] of demonic energy.

Should I say that I put out the urgent fire?

Or should I say that I threw a bomb there to put out the fire?

-Krrreugrrrrrrrr….

The creature made a low growling sound.

“…Dragon?”

I muttered unconsciously.

That’s right.

What was summoned was a dragon.

Among the creatures that exist in this world, it is one of the most troublesome to deal with.

A dragon boasting the luster of black scales popped out.

“…I can’t believe a dragon was summoned instead.”

“…Aileen. What the hell, how does that happen?”

“…I prayed to the sky, and it must have been so impressed by my virtue that it sent down a dragon.”

“…Hey. Are you kidding me?”

No way. Hahahahaha.

It is clear that my damn luck creates a strange synergy only when it is related to the elements of the original work.

Which is better, a Demon King-level demon or a dragon?

If I had to ask… I might still prefer a dragon.

‘Then the problem is, is that dragon safe? That’s the question…’

Dragons are known to be creatures with great power and intelligence to match.

In reality, there are not many beings with that level of intelligence and dignity.

How many of them would be willing to have a sincere conversation with humans?

Even if I think back to the characters in the original work, I can count them on three fingers.

Not to mention, I don’t know who that dragon is.

It seems that dragons are treated separately, and their names are not visible.

‘…Judging from the fact that it’s not running wild here right now, it seems to be the type with more reason than instinct…’

Soon, a problem arose.

The dragon’s energy, which had been scanning us and looking around, was clearly strange.

[Poo… Puhahahahahahahahaha! No way! Is this the surface [the world above]?!]

It’s shaking its body like crazy and trying to hold back its laughter.

[It’s worth living persistently! Hihahahahahahat! The surface! Wonderful! Very wonderful!]

Its voice echoes in my head.

It is deliberately sending its intentions like telepathy.

That means it clearly recognizes our existence.