Fled Without Realizing I Had Prevented the Apocalypse

The spider that collects gold coins. Objectively speaking, Beatrice is quite a strong superhuman.
It’s just that she doesn’t have many opportunities to display her power because her main occupation is being a merchant, but to begin with, it’s not easy for a superhuman who has reached 5th rank to be weak.
Moreover, Beatrice’s magic formula is manipulation magic, which is particularly difficult to handle even among the unusual types that are hard to see.
There are more people who don’t know about manipulation magic than those who do, so there are fewer people who know how to deal with it.
No matter how inexperienced in combat, Beatrice isn’t careless enough to lose with such advantages.
After all, she too is a superhuman who has built up five ranks.
“I didn’t expect you to walk in on your own.”
The demon contractor, who had been watching Beatrice enter for a moment, slowly moved his feet.
“Hii, hiiiek!”
Unlike the other guild master who tried to flee in fear as soon as he saw her, his appearance was completely different.
Well, that guild master isn’t a superhuman who has built up ranks like Beatrice or the demon contractor, but purely a merchant, so there’s no point in him staying here.
The important thing is the fight between the two superhumans.
“It seems everything I prepared has become useless. Seeing the witch herself here.”
“You didn’t think I’d fall for such a sloppy trick, did you? I’m not that much of an idiot.”
At Beatrice’s nonchalant smile, the demon contractor looked at her for a moment.
His eyes gradually turn black as if he’s using demonic energy.
“Indeed, I can feel that almost no demonic energy has dissolved into your body. You discarded the item within a day of receiving it. How did you know?”
“It just felt so ominous.”
“It wasn’t at a level detectable by magic power. I also confirmed that there was no priest of bishop rank nearby. There should have been no reason for it to be discovered.”
The contractor, who had been muttering briefly, shook his head from side to side and slowly emitted demonic energy.
“Well, it’s a meaningless assumption now that it’s been discovered.”
Beatrice’s body trembles slightly at the demonic energy leaking out as if he no longer intends to hide it.
The power of demonic energy emitted by a demon contractor, especially a high-ranking superhuman, is generally incomparably strong to magic power.
Especially the pressure given by the demonic energy itself is enough to understand why those who crave power become Mains by contracting with demons.
To begin with, it was natural since an ordinary person would lose consciousness just by facing such demonic energy.
“Originally, I was planning to make you a puppet and gradually consume you…”
The Main, who had drawn the sword at his waist at some point, swung his sword.
Kwaaang-!
Then, the demonic energy spewed from the sword splits the wall inside the room.
A sword strike that intentionally grazed past Beatrice’s face.
“Given this situation, I’ll have to modify the plan.”
Continuously flowing demonic energy and sword strikes aimed at her.
Even a five-year-old passing by would understand how the Main in front of her has modified his original plan.
“I’ll kill you and take what I needed.”

With those words, the Main charges.
Although he can unleash sword strikes from a distance with the sword, such techniques originally disregard efficiency.
Naturally, it’s basic for a swordsman to approach and attack.
And.
“You’ll have to modify that plan again.”
Purple magic threads spread out in front of the charging Main’s eyes.
The magic threads, which can be felt but not seen, spread out with a swoosh and controlled the Main’s movements.
For a manipulation magician, magic threads are a medium that allows them to manipulate the opponent they touch, and at the same time, a tool that can inflict damage just by touching.
Moreover, the magic threads Beatrice just created weren’t simply a single line, but dozens of lines twisted together.
It has cutting power superior to a masterpiece sword made by a master craftsman.
Tat-!
Perhaps realizing this, the Main stopped his forward charge mid-step.
Beatrice doesn’t miss this timing.
Kung!
The wall connected through the magic threads naturally stretches and flies towards the Main’s head.
The Main shattered the wall like cutting tofu using the sword in his hand, but the walls Beatrice utilized weren’t just one.
Up, down, left, right.
Literally, walls popping out from all directions.
No matter how well the Main can cut the walls, he can’t deflect them all.
Especially since each one is intertwined with Beatrice’s magic threads.
“Hmm.”

Therefore, all the Main can do is step back.
However, if it ended with just that, the name of manipulation magic wouldn’t be known.
Ping!

Magic threads fly again towards the head of the Main stepping back.
But the direction was behind.
Psshk.
Although he dodged it with superhuman senses, the Main stared blankly at the wound on his arm.
It’s a scratch caused by the thread. Probably, if he used demonic energy, it could be sufficiently recovered just by natural regeneration.
If only the Main could gain an advantage after that wound.
Pabababat-!
Seeing the Main’s blood as an advantage, Beatrice’s fingers move quickly.
Debris and magic threads popping out from her hands, or from the walls, sometimes from the floor, endlessly restricted the Main’s movements.
No matter how much he deflects and blocks, he can’t completely deal with it since it’s invisible.
Therefore, the Main’s position is naturally driven into a corner.
And that was.
“Got you.”
What Beatrice intended.
Beatrice’s hands, which had been moving as if manipulating a puppet, spread out at once, and she clapped her palms together forcefully with her hands held horizontally.
Manipulation-type unique magic.
[Thread Binding Box]
Kwagwagwagwak!
The magic threads that escaped from her hands all extend towards the Main’s body at once.

The sight of them piercing through the meridians that exist throughout the body parts like arms, legs, neck, heart, wrists, and ankles, allowing magic power to flow.
Although it can’t inflict great damage by itself, the fact that it restrains the opponent from moving is already as good as Beatrice’s victory.
To begin with, from the moment he stepped into this space and gave Beatrice’s magic threads time to dominate the entire room, there was no possibility for the Main to win by normal means.
That was the power of a manipulation magician who dominates the entire space.

“You won’t be able to move. You won’t be able to raise your energy either.”
Beatrice said, looking at the Main she had restrained.
The sword the Main was holding had long since flown far away.
“You’ll be trapped like this, then taken away and become a witness. The guild’s losses are not trivial.”
“……”
“Considering what that bastard did, the money I’ll extract…”
“So this is why you’re called the ‘spider’ that collects gold coins.”
The Main quietly mutters, ignoring Beatrice’s words.
Despite his body and energy being completely blocked, the Main’s voice is calm.
It was strange considering that demon contractors are usually compared to fanatics who follow Outer Gods in terms of madness.
“I knew you were a 5th rank manipulation magician, but the guild master herself has hardly ever engaged in combat. Moreover, I thought I’d have quite a hard time due to the lack of information about manipulation magic.”
The Main slowly raises his head as he mutters to himself.
He was smiling with red eyes glowing.
“There was no need for such worry at all.”
“…What?”

Ignoring Beatrice’s question with her eyes wide open, the Main continued speaking.
“The method of ‘manipulating’ the terrain using invisible threads and ‘controlling’ the opponent’s movement itself with the threads becoming weapons. Naturally finishing off the cornered opponent like that.”
“……”
“At a glance, it might feel like the entire battle is in the hands of the manipulation magician…”
The Main slightly dragged his words. At the same time, black energy flows out from the Main’s body.
It was demonic energy.
Despite all his meridians being blocked by Beatrice’s magic threads, the Main had drawn out demonic energy.
“If one can just deal with these invisible threads, isn’t it just a scarecrow that can’t actually accomplish anything?”

Saying this, the Main released the drawn demonic energy in all directions.
Then the released demonic energy touches the dozens, hundreds of threads piercing the Main’s body.
Fwoosh.
Those threads seemed to resist a little when touched by the demonic energy, but soon couldn’t withstand it and burned up.
Not red flames, but black flames contaminated and tainted by demonic energy.
The flames imbued with malice said to burn the world as long as there’s something to burn, completely incinerated Beatrice’s magic threads.

The Main, naturally freed, dusted off his hands and said,
“Just earlier, didn’t you say I’d have to modify my plan again?”
The Main raised one hand while opening his mouth.
Then the sword that Beatrice had thrown far away flies through the air and returns to its owner.
Woowoong.
Looking down at the sword that faintly howled, the Main declared,
“It seems there’s no need for that.”
Simultaneously, an incomparably more intimidating demonic energy than before burst out from the Main’s body.