Hell Inn: Rebirth - I Became a Chef in Hell

Chapter 308 Exorcising Angels - S01E08

Vicky was overjoyed to see her former colleagues collide with the magic circle you and Shirley had created, and immediately fall to the ground like mosquitoes hitting an electric swatter. She could hardly believe her eyes.

After all, even before the actual battle began, Vicky had been worried about the angels having air superiority...

But now that ■■■ has helped them solve this problem, the odds of victory between the exorcising angels and the sinners are no longer one-sided!

You stand still and observe.

He observed the purple mother talisman stained with his own tongue's blood, wondering if it had properly stabilized the entire no-fly formation.

The red rune amplifies the effects of "prohibition" and "punishment," and has the best compatibility with Shirley's magic, but it is ultimately not as stable as the yellow rune.

Because the other party is an exorcising angel, you used the highest-level purple talisman, otherwise you were quite worried that you wouldn't be able to subdue the angel representing the Western Kingdom.

Although they are not messengers of God, the messengers of the Kingdom of Heaven are still quite intimidating; otherwise, they wouldn't be able to herd wicked sinners like ducks...

"Oh—! Thank you, thank you, thank you!"

Just as you were thinking, Vicky suddenly gave you an excited bear hug.

Her voice sounded almost identical to her lover's, as if, in some way, this valiant warrior had been assimilated by Shirley in this joyous occasion…

In short, reducing casualties and easing Shirley's combat burden is a good thing, right?

After giving you a tight hug, Vicky immediately let go of you and shouted "...Shirley!" as she ran towards the Hell Princess, who was holding a shield and looking at everything with excitement.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that Adam's demon-slaying angels were mostly girls, you would most likely have used a more insidious or painful spell—this first Western man should be grateful that his team was full of girls.

Otherwise, you would most likely use a kill or poison array instead of this kind of electric mosquito swatter... well, a no-fly array.

"Clang!" "Go to hell, you bitch!"

An unknown angel, suddenly shouting rude profanities, lunges at you with a spear.

Perhaps it's because you're the tallest?

However, it would be good if it could draw some fire away from Angel.

You touched your chin and easily blocked the opponent's attack with your backhand.

You didn't even swing your gun; instead, you simply grabbed the weapon that the other person was thrusting at you with your backhand.

"Darling, aren't you from heaven?" You gripped the demon-slaying angel's gun, then pulled the girl, who was frantically flapping her wings trying to pull the weapon from your hand, closer to you. "How can you curse a 'demon' you've just met with a word that starts with B?"

"Or... are you going to use 'because it's hell, there's no need to use your manners' as your answer?"

You squinted at her, your voice cold and calm.

The constant fighting, roaring, shrill laughter, and curses of ogres and angels around you made your already flat voice stand out even more on the battlefield.

You've never been so close to an exorcist soldier before, because during the Great Purge, you mostly stayed at the inn with Angel and Vicky at Shirley's request.

And you missed the Great Purge you first encountered because you were with a family of imps, the native inhabitants of Hell...

You carefully examined the demon-slaying angel before you, without saying much.

Most of them seemed to wear horned masks with the same exaggerated smiling faces as the devils; and had wings with two black lines on them.

The girls surged forward like a locust plague, yet when they charged into the enemy lines, they were as brave as birds of prey.

Your striking physical features and high-heeled boots convinced you that you should use "she" instead of "he".

Even though you can distinguish between friend and foe...

But you've never been one to fight with women.

"Since you fucking know, what the hell are you talking about? You're the one behind those weird things, aren't you?!"

An angry exorcising angel roars at you, its clear voice sounding muffled behind the mask.

“So what if it is, so what if it’s not?”

Faced with the angel girl's questioning, you smiled and then easily tossed her several meters away.

After throwing her away, without turning your head, you hooked the collar of another angel attacking you with your gun and, without changing your expression, threw him away as well.

She collided with her companions, and then she and several exorcising angels became embroiled in chaos in the air.

Clearly, the angel you were talking to had seen everything; she let out a furious roar of resentment and charged at you like a female eagle guarding her territory.

"...You frivolous bastard!"

"A frivolous bastard? Oh... I see. Following this trend, does that mean if I just shot your comrade through the heart, I'd be the murderer?"

You slightly turn to the side, easily dodging the demon-slaying angel who must be very fast to an ogre, trying to prove yourself.

"...Yes! You bastards in hell...every soul is equally cruel! I shouldn't have talked to trash like you!"

The persistent girl, seemingly unwilling to give up her attacks, launched another ruthless attack on you.

However, this time, you still didn't use your own weapon, but your own hands.

The dragon girl's usually pale hands were now covered in dragon scales, and when struck by the angel steel, they made a crisp sound like metal striking metal.

"...Come on! Fight me fair and square with your gun! Why are you avoiding battle?! You coward!"

The exorcising angel girl who was talking to you was still frantically flapping her angelic wings.

Even though she had lost the ability to fly within the magic circle, she still tried her best, like a fledgling learning to fly, as if urging herself to at least use her weapon to wound you somewhere.

...You actually admire her hard work.

Unfortunately, all her actions now are like an ant trying to shake a tree, so weak it's heartbreaking.

Finally, your indifferent gaze flickered across the exaggerated yet beautifully curved horns atop her head—

Unfortunately, just as you said, you can't hurt angels.

If you were even more shameless, you could simply fly into the air and kick those exorcising angels into the ogre's encirclement...

But you won't do that.

“Вceгo xopoweгo! (Have a wonderful day, Miss!)”

"You have a pair of beautiful 'big horns'... Instead of fighting here, why don't you go home and have a good meal to comfort yourself today?"

The Dragon Girl uttered these two seemingly unrelated sentences in her flat, monotone voice.

However, it was right after those two sentences were uttered...

The dragon girl, who had seemed completely at ease, made a move.