I Gave Up on Conquering the Heroines – Chapter 140

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: FusionX
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“Ha ha ha! I’ve been waiting for this day! A true duel! A battle to the death!”

“You crazy bitch!!!”

Whoosh!

Transylvania lunged without warning, her figure blurring as she charged towards me.

I could feel it. This was her full power, not a sparring match or a duel with rules, but a fight for survival.

‘I’m going to die!’

The metallic scent of blood filled the air.

Instead of meeting her attack head-on, I dodged, leaping out of her path.

I swung the Demonic Sword behind me, but the blade only grazed her ponytail.

“Trying to hinder me by loosening my hair! Clever!”

“It was just a fluke… Are you really going to keep attacking me?”

“Yes. As I said, I’m someone’s servant now. I can’t tell you who, but she’s very strong. She subdued me and inscribed a slave contract on my heart. You won’t stand a chance against her, so you should run while you can. Of course, I won’t let you escape.”

She was pretending to hide her master’s identity, but she was practically giving it away.

She was probably forbidden from mentioning Yerina’s name directly due to the slave contract, but indirect references seemed to be allowed.

What a shoddy contract…

‘She’s… enjoying this.’

Transylvania had said this was a fight to the death. She was definitely using her full power, but she was also smiling, a genuine smile of enjoyment.

She was relishing this opportunity to fight me at full strength.

“Did you intentionally get captured?! Just to fight me?!”

“Of course not!”

Right.

I had forgotten how crazy she was.

She had become Yerina’s slave just for a chance to fight me.

“And you dared to use my name! I had to deal with a bunch of assassins who suddenly attacked Cheongna!”

I was speechless.

I felt a little guilty about that.

‘I can’t let her capture me. And I can’t waste time until Yerina arrives.’

I had to escape.

I made up my mind and started to run, Undecided following close behind.

“You’re not getting away!”

Whoosh!

A gust of wind erupted from Transylvania’s sword.

I transformed the Demonic Sword into a curved blade and unleashed a wave of energy, shattering her wind attack.

She deflected my energy blade and continued to pursue me, her speed undiminished.

‘Damn it. I’m at a disadvantage.’

She could attack while running forward, while I had to turn around to counterattack.

My energy blades were stronger, so she had to attack twice for every one of my attacks, but fighting while running backwards was much more difficult and slowed me down.

At this rate, she would catch up to us.

Swords alone wouldn’t be enough.

I exchanged glances with Undecided, and she nodded, turning around and forming a hand seal.

“…Undecided Style. Secret Technique.”

It was definitely worthy of being called a secret technique.

A 2nd stage formation!

Undecided had reached a new level, able to apply curses to her formations.

“…Binding Formation!”

Demonic energy flowed into the space around Transylvania, forming a tetrahedron, then a cube, and finally, an octahedron, a 2nd stage formation.

The binding curse within the formation quickly enveloped Transylvania, forcing her to her knees, immobilizing her.

Perfect. Now we could escape.

“A 2nd stage formation! This binding curse… I remember experiencing this before! It was a long time ago! Yes! A fox yokai used a similar curse! You learned from the disgraced governor!”

“What…!”

I didn’t mind her knowing I had learned from the governor, but I was surprised when she started to break free from the binding curse with brute force.

The demonic energy inscribed into space began to fade. She saw through the formation’s core, which was supposed to be hidden, and severed it with a single strike.

“Ha ha ha! You chose the wrong master! You should have learned from someone I don’t know!”

“Damn it!”

I had anticipated that she would break free, but not this quickly. I fired another energy blade at her, but she deflected it and continued to charge, her speed increasing.

“I won’t fall for the same trick twice! Do I look like a goldfish to you?!”

I tried to target her ankles and wrists with the fragments of the shattered energy blade, but she anticipated it and dodged them all, closing the distance without a scratch.

My previous methods were useless.

“You’ll need to be more creative to defeat me… What?! This is…!”

Rumble!

A sudden force slammed Transylvania to the ground. She tried to get up, but she was pinned, unable to move. She struggled, lifting her head to glare at me.

“This is… telekinesis?! A lost art with no known method of learning! How did you learn it?!”

“I don’t know.”

“You didn’t learn it in the past few days, judging by your proficiency! You were hiding this magic when we met?! How dare you!”

5th circle no-attribute magic, Telekinesis.

A basic spell. But even Transylvania, the walking encyclopedia of swordsmanship, wouldn’t know about it. She wouldn’t be able to counter it. I could bury her deep underground, and it would take her ages to escape.

…Or so I thought.

“Thank you! For showing me this! I haven’t seen telekinesis in two hundred years!”

“Ah…”

The magical power that had been maintaining my telekinesis weakened, and the spell dissipated. I hadn’t done it, Transylvania had forcefully dispelled my magic.

How was that possible? It shouldn’t be.

Even the same spell had slight variations depending on the caster. To dispel a spell, you had to understand its exact composition, something only the caster should know.

‘She deduced the composition just by observing its effects?!’

Transylvania, this crazy woman, was defying common sense. She had perfectly analyzed a spell she had never seen before, simply by observing its effects.

Now, telekinesis wasn’t my exclusive weapon anymore.

“Ha ha ha! Thank you for this new insight! You’re the best, Yoo-jin!”

Magical power gathered at Transylvania’s fingertips, and she used telekinesis to slam me into the ground.

She approached, her face beaming with delight. I tried to dispel her telekinesis, but it was useless.

Even the same spell had different compositions depending on the caster.

‘She calls herself mediocre?! She can copy any ability just by seeing it!’

If I used a technique she had seen before, she would use her memories to counter it. If I used a new technique, she would instantly learn and counter it.

What was I supposed to do?

She was unbeatable, unless I could overwhelm her with brute force like Yerina. And she couldn’t copy physical abilities…

“Ah, I’m finally certain. You look most beautiful when you’re suffering.”

“Let go of me…”

Transylvania’s face was filled with delight as she approached.

I struggled to get up, but every time I lifted my head, her telekinesis intensified, slamming my face back into the dirt.

Damn it.

Did she have some kind of grudge against me?

“…Hmph.”

“Brute force-”

Undecided swung her wooden club (Reinforced +1) at Transylvania’s back, but Transylvania, without even turning around, extended her hand and muttered,

“Reverse.”

“…Ouch.”

Whack!

Undecided’s club bounced off Transylvania’s hand and struck her own forehead. She went flying, rolled ten times, and landed spread-eagle on the ground.

Thankfully, she was only unconscious, not dead.

“Giving up already? That’s disappointing. I’m sure you have more tricks up your sleeve, don’t you?”

“Do I look like a treasure chest to you…?”

“Oh, how did you know?”

Transylvania chuckled, grabbed me by the scruff of my neck, and lifted me up.

Her red eyes gleamed with anticipation, waiting for me to reveal another hidden ability, another spell she could copy.

Unfortunately for her, that wasn’t happening.

“This is it. You’ve seen everything I have.”

“Don’t lie! You didn’t just awaken to telekinesis by chance! You have more, don’t you? Hee hee.”

It was by chance, and I didn’t have anything else.

Well, there was one thing.

The Dimensional Converter, Longinus’s Spear.

But using it would send me to the other world, where I would have to face Draken. The problem was, I had looked into his eyes when I was dragged there before, and that memory was gone.

‘There’s no guarantee I’ll survive a second encounter.’

I might not be able to erase the memory this time and end up a mindless drone in the other world.

It was too risky, especially since my Mental Fortitude trait wasn’t fully developed yet. And even if I did escape, Longinus’s Spear didn’t have a targeting function yet, so I didn’t know where I would end up.

I’d rather be captured by Yerina than risk that.

If I were captured by Jill or Yulia, there was a high chance their affection levels would hit 100%, triggering an ending. But Yerina, with her inherent paranoia, wouldn’t fall for my tricks.

“Restrain me. Take me to your master.”

“So you’re not revealing your trump card. I’m sure you’re learning all sorts of bizarre techniques! I’m looking forward to the day we clash at full strength…!”

Transylvania grabbed my arms and began to gather demonic energy, preparing a binding curse.

The incantation seemed simple enough, I could probably copy it just by observing the effects.

Even as a captive, I had to learn something.

Then, Transylvania suddenly froze, and her demonic energy dispersed.

“What?! Yoo-jin! What are you…!”

“What? Why?”

“H-Haaa! What are you hiding inside your body?!”

Transylvania shrieked, stumbled back, and fell on her butt.

I turned around and saw Nameless peeking out from my collar, her eight eyes blinking innocently.

“Are you scared of her?”

“That’s… the Great Druid! You bastard! Did you make a deal with a Heavenly King?!”

“She’s not Kali. I can’t even sense any demonic energy from her.”

“I can smell it! It was faint, so I didn’t notice at first… but now that she’s out in the open… I can tell! You filthy traitor! Where’s the righteous hero who swore to fight Draken?! You’ve become a cowardly villain!”

“No…”

“What did Kali offer you?! Ah! Breasts! It must be breasts! You’re obsessed with them! You one-track-minded fool… I’m ashamed I ever respected you!”

“Hey, don’t just make assumptions about people…”

This was ridiculous.

The female torso attached to Kali was beautiful, but not enough to make me switch sides, especially considering the spider body.

And this girl was just a byproduct, not the original Kali, so her… development… wasn’t exactly appealing. It seemed Transylvania was desperate to find fault with me.

“Hmm?”

“Damn it! My… my legs… won’t move…”

Transylvania tried to get up and attack, but Nameless’s single sound made her freeze, unable to move.

Like with Belphegor, she seemed to have a severe trauma related to the Heavenly Kings.

Was she afraid of being dragged before Draken again?

Nameless, being a byproduct of Kali, didn’t have the ability to tear through dimensions, but Transylvania didn’t seem to realize that.

I decided not to correct her misunderstanding. It was better this way.

“You’ve been brainwashed by the Great Druid! Haven’t you?! Answer me, Yoo-jin!”

“Now’s our chance. Let’s go.”

“Woo!”

“Listen, Great Druid! I’ll definitely save my friend, Yoo-jin! I’ll bring him back from your vulgar charms! Just you wait!”

I ignored Transylvania, who was kneeling on the ground, trembling and shouting, and ran away, carrying the unconscious Undecided on my back.

“My friend!!!”

Transylvania wailed.

Tears streamed down my face, too.

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