Chapter 26: With My Carpet of Needles and My Crown of Snow
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I'm Really Not the Demon God's Lackey Chapter 26: With My Carpet of Needles and My Crown of Snow

Heris’ cold indifferent attitude changed into a look of surprise. In the next moment, the silver wolf had knocked him to the ground and had ripped open his shoulder.

He drew out a dagger and stabbed viciously into the silver wolf’s eyes, tightening his muscles as he held the silver wolf’s paw in a vice-like grip. “Uri!” he growled.

The young man pushed back by the shockwave stumbled backwards twice. Blood flowed from his forehead, but his gaze was stern as he shouted, “Confusion Technique! Flash Technique!”

It was clear from the way he invoked his spells that he was of a much higher level than those three other magicians that had died unnatural deaths.

A black magician’s power of language depended on his innate skill as well as his creativity. How refined and simple a magician’s incantation would illustrate his mastery of magic. A simpler incantation represented a higher level of mastery.

For example, Wilde’s own teacher, a black magician on the fringes of Supreme-rank, was able to complete the discharge of magic with just ordinary words.

Ji Zhixiu howled. Her mind became caught in a confusing vortex and her vision had gone white from the stabbing.

As Wilde’s disciple, Uri had tempered his skills in many battles and was adept at providing the best support.

Heris hooked his hand upward, breaking the silver wolf’s front paw. He pulled out the dagger and flipped the huge wolf to the ground.

“Damn it!” Ji Zhixiu felt her whole world tumbling. Her spine seemed to be on the verge of snapping and a great sense of danger engulfed her.

“Steel Resolve!” recited Ji Zhixiu.

The octopus-like spiritual mass in the sky that had been following her extended its tentacles to cover her nose and mouth, drawing away the negative statuses.

Ji Zhixiu came to her senses and through her bloodied vision, saw a cold gleam rapidly approaching her.

The hairs on her body stood on end as she quickly opened up her jaw, inclining her head and biting the dagger that was stabbing towards her.


The dagger penetrated her cheek and got stuck be

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Translator Notes

With my carpet of needles and my crown of snow — Lyrics from White Knuckles by Holly Henry

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Special thanks to Tetra & Aco for editing and pr-ing
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