Chapter 212.3
The demon sneered at him with the face of his eldest son, and while using the knight and the Magic user, whose heads were being bitten and convulsed, as a shield, it opened the mouth of the boy, who still had an innocent look, like a snake.
“No good!”
When he saw that the demon’s mouth was full of a large amount of miasma, he tried to extinguish the Fire Ball and step back before it was spat out, but a white, delicate hand grabbed his arm and stopped him.
“Oh, my, are you running away, Father?”
“Carla!?”
Count Lester’s eyes widened as his daughter smiled at him, as if to admonish his family for making a mistake.
Carla, with a smile on her face, smashed the {Fire Ball} her father had created into the black miasma that the demon had spat out, using her father’s arm as a battering ram, even though Count Lester had put all his strength into it, and it didn’t budge.
Dooon!
“Aaaaaaah!?”
The raging miasma and flames engulfed several of the knights and magic users nearby, and Count Lester, who had lost an arm and was screaming like an animal, rolled to the ground, engulfed in flames and miasma.