The Villainous Noble Who Kept Rewinding After Death: The Story Somehow Changed When I Committed Suicide

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The Villainous Noble Who Kept Rewinding After Death: The Story Somehow Changed When I Committed Suicide

Chapter 116: Observing the Situation

Finally, Hydra has revived, and Lewis and the others quickly closed the distance using body enhancement, delivering a greeting blow each.

Lewis infused Ignido with magic power, enveloping it in flames, while Fiera, having partially beastified, landed a more powerful strike.

However, as expected, Hydra’s scales proved too hard to penetrate, and they couldn’t inflict a scratch.

“How was that, Fiera?”

“Hmm. As tough as ever.”

“Yeah, we didn’t manage to scratch it either.”

“Oh, and my hand got a bit poisoned from the hit.”

As Fiera said this, she showed her right hand to Lewis, which was indeed slightly poisoned and a purplish hue.

“I see. Direct contact without any countermeasures is a no-go. Hold on, I’ll fix that.”

Lewis cast a status recovery spell on Fiera’s right hand, restoring it back to normal.

“Thanks.”

“I’ll also cast some continuous recovery magic on you.”

If Fiera kept getting poisoned every time she punched, it would become troublesome later, so Lewis made sure to eliminate that possibility in advance and didn’t forget to cast the same spell on himself.

“Now then, what should we do?”

“At that toughness, the same attacks won’t work.”

“You’re right. But if we target the unprotected belly or its eyes, our attacks might actually connect. Let’s aim there first.”

“Got it.”

Hydra still didn’t recognize Lewis and the others as enemies, seemingly surveying the area while acting like it was the king.

“Not being recognized as an enemy is pretty boring.”

In his previous life, Lewis was always surrounded by foes, yet there were a few who didn’t even recognize him as an enemy.

One of them was the Demon King, who awkwardly killed Lewis as he awoke from his seal.

Moreover, the Demon King never noticed Lewis despite the situation, yawning and merely watching what was happening around.

“Man, that was really frustrating. Well, it’s my fault for not having any power.”

As Lewis thought about that encounter with the Demon King, he moved closer to Hydra’s belly and thrust Ignido, wrapped in fighting spirit, with all his might.

“Yaaahhh!!”

“Alright, it pierced!”

As expected, unlike the scales on its back, which were covered in armor, the skin on Hydra’s belly allowed the sword to stab deep, spilling a massive amount of black blood.

“Then, I guess I’ll… uh-oh.”

While holding the sword, intending to split the belly and take down the first head, blood gushed from Hydra, dripping onto the ground and beginning to dissolve it.

“Is the blood poisonous too? Even though I’m using status recovery magic, touching it directly is still risky.”

“Gyaaaah!!”

“Huh?”

As Lewis calmly analyzed Hydra, it suddenly let out a scream-like cry, and one of its heads slammed forcefully into the ground.

“That was Fiera.”

While Lewis attacked Hydra’s belly, Fiera used her physical abilities to strike Hydra’s lower jaw, causing its head to jerk back slightly, which she then smashed further into the ground.

“Oh, finally, it noticed us.”

With its belly stabbed by Lewis and one head slammed into the ground by Fiera, Hydra seemed to finally recognize their presence.

“Hey. You finally saw us.”

“Gyaaaah!!!”

Hydra attempted to stomp on Lewis with its foot while trying to bite at the fast-moving Fiera with multiple heads, but with its size, it couldn’t keep up and failed to land any hits.

“Haha, just a big, clumsy puppet.”

Dodging Hydra’s attacks, Lewis targeted the unprotected belly and joints with Ignido, while Fiera seized moments to counterattack Hydra’s heads.

“Gaaaaahhh!!!”

Whether it was frustrated by its attacks missing or wounded pride from being attacked, Hydra’s strikes became even more predictable.

As a result, it became easier for Lewis and Fiera to land hits, and before long, Hydra was spilling a large amount of black blood, with the ground beneath them melting from the poison.

“At this rate, we might actually defeat it.”

“No way it’s that easy to take down.”

Returning to Lewis’s side, Fiera said this, but if Hydra could be so easily defeated, then Shuvina’s ancestors would have done so long ago, prompting Lewis to observe Hydra again.

“Gyaaaaah!”

At that moment, the head in the center let out a cry, and Hydra’s body glimmered as wounds that were previously there began to heal.

“Hehehe. Hydra has recovery abilities, you see. It won’t be that easy to kill.”

Having watched the battle until now, Wool explained Hydra’s powers while chuckling at Lewis and the others.

“Aren’t you going to fight with us?”

“Oh no, absolutely not. Although I am of the Demon Race, I am quite bad at combat. I prefer to focus on research, really. Just watching is more than enough for me.”

“Hmm. Well, if you say so, that’s fine. Just let us know if you want to join in; I’ll take you on anytime.”

“Hehe. It’s almost like you’re talking to me as a friend.”

Lewis’s overly friendly demeanor left even Wool, a demon, somewhat confused by the situation.

(This guy says he’s bad at fighting, but he’s got quite a bit of magic power.)

As Lewis confirmed Wool’s magical power during the conversation, he noted it was indeed more than Shuvina’s, proving he was a demon with solid capabilities.

“Well, for now, that’s fine. Let’s focus on Hydra, Fiera.”

“Understood.”

Since the central head was responsible for recovery, Lewis and the others decided to take it down first, with Lewis drawing the attention of the other heads while Fiera aimed for the central head.

“Can’t take them all out. But if we can draw fewer towards Fiera, that’s good enough.”

Some of the heads were naturally drawn to Fiera, but most focused on Lewis, leaving the rest to her.

Lewis fought gracefully against six heads with swords and magic, while Fiera evaded two heads trying to protect the center head, closing the distance.

Finally reaching close to the central head, Fiera unleashed a fighting spirit-imbued hand strike, deeply cutting into Hydra’s neck, causing blood to gush out.

“I did it… huh?”

Confident she had taken down the recovery head, Fiera saw the wound heal in an instant, and Hydra retaliated as if nothing had happened.

“Ugh!!”

Startled and momentarily off guard, Fiera barely avoided Hydra’s bite, the jaws grazing her skin, then quickly distanced herself to assess the situation.

“What happened. That should’ve been a fatal blow.”

As Fiera stated, Hydra had indeed sustained what should have been a lethal injury, making its recovery seem impossible.

“There’s probably no recovery head after all. It’s likely healing itself with the vast magic power inside it. The center head is just a decoy to kill those who let their guard down like we did.”

“El.”

While healing Fiera’s poisoned arm, Lewis conveyed his analysis from the earlier exchange and explained the upcoming plan to her.

“First, we have to deal with that vast magic power. If we don’t, we’ll never take it down. So this time, we’re going for a war of attrition.”

“Got it.”

“Just like before, we’ll keep attacking it to force it to heal, and in the end, we need to make it use its racial magic. Once it uses its racial magic, we should be able to deplete a significant amount of its magic power.”

Fiera stood up after hearing Lewis’s strategy and immediately dashed toward Hydra.

“I’ll try to conserve my magic power too. I don’t have a good feeling about this ending easily, and besides… I want to enjoy this more.”

With a grin, Lewis moved opposite to where Fiera had gone and began to launch attacks on Hydra methodically, just as he had planned.