Somehow or other, it doesn’t look like his usual pampering.
Cheryl wiped her nose in a manner that showed that she didn’t know what had just happened, and turned around towards Chester.
….After all, a Martial Artist is a sadist through and through. It would do no good if one wasn’t harsh, even if it was towards ones’ grandchild.
Oh, I intentionally didn’t stop as well. ──At any rate, Chester said not to stop.
「Lie, I didn’t lose. ….I’m still standing.」
「He has allowed you to stand up, pathetic. This guy, if he felt like it, could have smashed your head with a stomp, you know?
How shameful, how shameful, don’t you understand that?」
Plain anger surfaced in Cheryl’s emotionless face.
… From that smile, some childishness could also be felt.
What surfaced from her, who was somewhat detached from the world, was a very real anger.
──A gust of wind blows.
An unpleasant wind, both warm and full of moisture.
A wind that was too strong, that although it was outdoors, it still hit the tall walls of the courtyard and run up them.
From the body of Cheryl, massive amounts of magical power(energy) raged on. (TLN: Will be interchanging them.)
I see. So this was the reason I was given permission to offend.
「You have a bad hobby, old man.」
「Hahahakakakka! Bu~t, isn’t this great? Really super great?」
Be silent, old man. Even while complaining, I didn’t take my eyes off Cheryl.
….It couldn’t be compared to a while ago, this storm of magical energy.
Strangely, the magical power was now furiously raging.
If one were to say that the magical power emitted earlier was a muddy stream, then it was now a waterfall.
In complete disarray from genuine anger──they said that Majin raise their magical power by arousing their spirits, but to such an extent?
「──Do it slowly and gently so that it won’t snap. It’s okay, it’s okay.」
Laughing while angry, it seems like she’s snapped.
Giving out my impression on her state, I was in an innocent state of high spirits, as if I forgotten.
This was the reason why Majins were all hated.
When directed with such pure murderous intent, one would shrink in fear.
That is, if one were a normal person.