AFTER DEATH I LIVE AGAIN - Season 1 Episode 92

“The countess just stirred,” Devon said, tugging at madame Elisa’s flapping black satin sorceress robe that draped down to just under her knees, giving her a refined aristocratic-militaristic look.

“Ohohoho~” she chortled back from the top of the Humvee-carriage, where she continued to fire off rounds of magic like she was loading shells of artillery into her mana circuit. There was a reason that the empire specifically requested the Black Witch of Malon to be deployed to quell the Algorian rebellion, and it wasn’t just because of her status as one of the highest tier sorceresses within proximity to the site.

It was because Madame Elisa was a veritable artillery machine in her own right, activating and reactivating her mana circuit and loading in countless shells of mana as if she’d never run out. A normal mage would’ve run out of juice a long time ago, but the madame had an exceptional mana pool in addition to world-class control over mana efficiency.

It was a shame that her teachings were wasted on Devon, who had a mana ocean with [Blessing of the Witch] as his mana circuit that made even hers look small in comparison, but his innate talent for mana efficiency was so bad that a flying squirrel that propelled itself with mana probably had better control than he did.

Boom.

Tshhhh.

“Ohohohoho~”

Explosions and dirt flew all over the place as the fiery long reddish-brunette haired sorceress with scandalous looks and massive cleavage painted the dirt road with bursts of flames as if she was auditioning for a prestigious art school in France and she was trying to really play up the wild, avant-garde nature of her rampage. If Devon could title this piece of artwork, he’d name it The Witch’s Frenzy. If only there were modern technology in this world, he could create a .gif of this scene and it would go viral instantly. That was how absurd the scene he was witnessing was, and the centerpiece of the .gif, the gorgeous busty madame with a beauty mark under her eye casting spells with an elegance that even hollywood actors would fail to emulate, was quite the eye catcher to say the least.

Devon stopped his own thoughts and blinked, realizing that he was regaining some of his former passion for life. Then again, he was always a connoisseur of female bodily and facial beauty, and that never changed even after his death.

The constant barrage of explosions only caused the howler monkeys to charge forwards with an even greater veracity.

“Whoa, there, whoa,” said the carriage driver, slowing down the horses as they reached the barricade of spears.

The horses lurched forward and braked as fast as they could, the easily recognizable members of the Equidae taxonomy from earth stopping right before they reached the sharp spears of the blockade.

“Madame Elisa,” the blonde haired knight known as Aurora said formally, bowing at the madame. She looked like an angelic knight archetype from some kind of anime card game or something of the sort, occupying the same aesthetic space therein. Her appearance and aura could only be compared to fantasy artistic expressions such as card game art back on earth, because a human female cosplaying as her would seem cheap standing next to her. Aurora exuded a glowing complexion to pair with her ethereal beauty, a pairing as luxurious as champagne and caviar presented in shining silverware, that permeated not only across her skin, but also her armor as well. The enhancement of her aura and appearance definitely had something to do with magic of some sort that was unique to this world.

“Hello again my dear Aurora~” the madame replied cheerfully. “Please do visit the sorcerer’s guild more often, so I can see your cute face more often~”

“Of course, I will stop by when I have the time. And it’s nice to see that you are calm as ever in the face of danger, madame,” knight Aurora replied. “You truly live up to your reputation.”

The moment she finished that sentence, Aurora leapt into the sky with a blinding flash, then landed right into the brunt of howler monkeys and slashed into one of the gorilla-sized howler’s skulls. And just like that, the rest of the fifth regiment began to spill forward with battlecries, the golden armor clad veterans charging forwards towards the howlers without any fear in their stride.

It was in stark contrast with the behavior of the regular foot soldiers who were first deployed against the Algorians. Then again, regular foot soldiers stood no chance against a horde of howlers.