The Player is a Part-Timer

Chapter 11: How to Hunt down an Immortal

"Magic? Please!" Gillian snorted. "Childish hocus pocus! This is simple science. Nothing else... You should know, even if your flames are fueled by demonic magic, once they materialize, they follow the physical rules of the dimension they were conjured upon. This means if your flames do not reach 3 422 °C — the melting point of tungsten — they will not melt. Unfortunately for you, Phenex flames burn more than a thousand °C lower..."

All those scientific and magical research papers published on the Devinet and asking Sona to teach her the devil's written language paid off in the end. Indeed, her last week was spent with research and preparation.

"Strangely, there are barely a few scientists publishing their research on their network..." She guessed most Devils either don't care about such stuff or simply these research papers were not available to the public.

Either way, she was able to find material related to the topic. "I really should thank that Ajuka guy. He published a great deal about the Phenex family and their powers..."

"Eiaaa!" Ravel tried to fly away, just to be jolted again with electricity.

"You know, I really don't like doing this... I only want to teach your brother some manners, not you. Also, you are just my type — loli with drill hair. I really don't want to hurt you."

'Clang!'

"Gyiiiaaa!" After shattering her blade, Kiba sliced through his opponent, making her teleport to the medbay immediately.

[Riser Phenex's Knight retreated from the game.]

"Took you long enough..."

"Sorry, she offered more resistance than I first expected..." Kiba scratched the back of his head sheepish, looking away slightly.

"Tch! How humiliating..." Ravel muttered. She really had enough of this.

"So, you give up?"

"Stupid Onii-sama... yes, I give up. I am not in the mood to continue this anymore. Would you please release me?"

"After the match..." Quipped Gillian. "Until the Yakitori guy is eliminated, you can still turn against us."

"Typical..." muttered the small devil while gritting her teeth.

"What now?" Kiba approached her. "We should head and help the others. I already heard the sound of battle from a distance..."

"Hmm..." Gillian raised her arm, glancing at the display. "Yes, it is time to prepare the closing accord..."

"What do you mean?" Ravel blinked.

"Not important..." The player caressed her head, messing up her blonde hair.

"Hey!"

"Can you recover a few things from that box, Kiba?" recovering a pen and a paper, Gillian started to write, handing the note to the boy.

"Of course, but what for?"

"To the finale, of course! For we are close to the closing accord! Now then! Go forth! Brave knight! Bring victory to your King! Be fast on your step, and bring victory to your Commander! Once you return, I'll tell you the details..."

...

'Crash!'

Meanwhile, Rias and her group were in a tight situation.

"Akeno! Look out!"

Barely, but Akeno dodged the explosion Riser's Queen sent after her.

"Ara ara! That was close..."