《That One Isekai》Chamber 38 - That time I was reincarnated into another world and made an elf fight for her life
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Chamber 38 - That time I was reincarnated into another world and made an elf fight for her life
"Order up!" Bonbon shouted as she charged. She rushed towards one of the [Basic Bitch Skeletons], which raised a rusty sword as it saw her approach. The skeleton reared back slowly to hit her with a vertical slash, but Bonbon slammed it over the head before it could act, landing a blow with such force that it lifted her from slightly from the ground.
The skeleton's head popped into its ribcage like the marble in a ramune bottle. It dropped its sword in mute outrage, but also because Bonbon's attack had killed it, causing it to collapse into a pile of [Basic Bones].
I nodded in approval as I stole the drop like a cheeky magpie, tucking it away in my [Dimension Box] for later crafting usage. Bonbon turned to analyze the rest of her foes. There were still four slimes left, and two more skeletons. I was surprised that the both monsters had spawned in their maximum amounts, and suspected that whoever was responsible may have fudged the roll to make the fight more interesting. Then again, whoever was responsible was probably very cool and handsome, so I put that idea out of mind almost immediately.
The second skeleton rattled angrily at Bonbon, holding up its rusty mace. Bonbon had lost her element of surprise, and she probably wouldn't score another easy critical hit like that. Looks like this fight was going to be exciting!
Bonbon ducked back, dodging the skeleton's first wild swing. She backed away from it as it windmilled wildly, the studded metal ball of the mace's head whooshing mere feet from Bonbon's face. Eventually, however, her average luck ran out, and she had her back to the wall. The skeleton pressed the advantage, lunging forwards with a crushing overhead blow.
As the blow swung down, Bonbon swung her apron up, covering her face moments before the blow landed. My eyes widened as the skeleton's weapon bounced off of the apron, rebounding as if it'd struck a steel wall.
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"[Unbreakable Apron]..." Bonbon taunted, the apron still covering her face. She quickly brought her left hand forward, and began to cast a spell. A mysterious, badass-looking sigil appeared on the back of her hand, and began to glow softly.
"[Create Food]!" She cast, sending out a spray of pale gold liquid out onto the battlefield. I quickly appraised the liquid using my [Ten Foot Tongue] skill to discover that it was chicken broth.
I frowned. "Wanda, are Skeletons weak to chicken soup?" I asked.
"Are you an idiot?" Wanda replied. I double-frowned, hurt and heartbroken by her response. She hadn't said her cute 'wan~' idiosyncrasy at all in that sentence! What was the point of having a cute anime babe doggirl slave if she wasn't going to make animal sounds whenever she talked?
The skeleton stepped backwards into the chicken soup, but Bonbon wasn't finished casting, her sigil still glowing with a pale blue light. "[Freeze]!" she cast, sending out an invisible pulse of magic that instantly froze all food in a 10 foot radius. The skeleton began to slip, stepping wildly while a cartoon sound effect played, before losing its balance and falling onto its skeletal ass.
Bonbon swooped down, landing a crushing blow on its head. The skeleton's skull was swiftly yote from the body, sent coursing down the hallway and rolling to a stop near a fountain. Now, the only enemies left were the slimes. They menacingly hopped at Bonbon, who took a moment to catch her breath and swap out her equipment, stowing her pan and switching her knife to her off-hand.
I scratched my chin as I analyzed her response. At first glance, this was foolish! Everybody with access to this world's entire [Wikisekaipedia] database, or basic combat knowledge, knew that [Slimes] universally had high resistance to both [Crushing] and [Slashing] damage type. Why would she switch to a knife, when...
"NNGGH!" I shouted in a choked grunt of surprise, causing both Bonbon and Wanda to flinch at the sudden outburst. Th-that was it! A knife did slashing damage, which everybody knew. However, the secret of a knife was in the blade at the end. After all, a knife was sharp along the edge... but it was also sharp around the point. While a knife might do [Slashing] damage, if one could... theoretically master the weapon, then...
Bonbon sidestepped a slime's dangerous acidic hop before whirling around, plunging her knife into its depths.
"[Piercing] Damage..." I whispered, impressed by Bonbon's skill with a blade. Truly, I was in the presence of a master! I used [Instantly Learn Skill] to learn [Knife Supremacy], because I refused to be showed up by a cute girl.
The slime plopped onto the ground, damaged, but not defeated. Bonbon frowned, and stabbed it again, watching as her attacks did small amounts of damage, and the slime's core dodged left and right within its body. It wiggled, obviously forecasting its attack, and Bonbon quickly jumped back, letting her knife fall to the ground.
"[Kitchen Hands]!" she called out, activating her [Skill]. A golden light began to envelop her hands, shrouding her fingers, hand, and wrist before dissipating with a flash. The slime launched itself up at her, and she reached out, catching it out of the air like a beloved pet before plunging her hand into its lemon-lime body, like somebody disciplining a beloved pet.
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Her hand seemed impervious to the acid, and she dug around through its translucent flesh, her hands seizing on the squirming core before yanking it forcefully out of the body and throwing it aside. The slime's body collapsed into [Slime Aspic], falling into a thick pile which sizzled slightly on the stone floor.
Bonbon shook her hands free of the jelly and brushed a loose blonde hair from her face with her shoulder. She'd already defeated half of her foes, and she was barely breathing heavily. I nodded a nod of approval, but also was a bit disappointed that she hadn't gotten hit in a way that produced a zany, fanservicey wardrobe malfunction. Still... the fight wasn't over yet.
Bonbon picked her knife back up and flourished it. She turned to face the last three slimes, which had been chilling in the corner up until now. As one, they turned to face her, their completely featureless bodies seething with undisguisable bloodlust.
"Wanda," she asked. "Do you want to eat three servings of [Limoncello Slime Whip]?"
Wanda's tail wagged, and she gave a big fanged smile and a double thumbs-up.
"Got it," Bonbon replied, her face set with determination. She reached behind her with her free hand and pulled off her weird bag. With one shake of her hand, the clasp unlatched, and the bag revealed itself to actually be some weird roll of fabric, with knifes, measuring cups, stand mixers, and other vital kitchen equipment tucked into its folds. She reached into one of the pouches, pulling out a full bottle of a yellow liquor, and setting it on the stones behind her, along with a large glass serving bowl and a few smaller crystal cups.
All three began to wiggle at once.(TL Note: Wiggling means that the Slimes are about to attack. See: several paragraphs up). Bonbon took a deep breath, closing her eyes and readying her knife as I watched the slimes compress their bodies, preparing to launch.
The slimes leapt into the air, coursing straight for the elf, who opened her eyes. I noticed that her eyes, previously blue, were now glowing a bright gold, and when she spoke, her voice echoed with kickass reverb, a deeper voice overlaying onto her own. I was instantly insanely jealous on a chuuni level.
"Culinary Artes: [Crunch Time]"
A pulse of energy emanated out from the chef, passing harmlessly over me. With a slow grinding sound, everything in the Dungeon seemed to slow except for Bonbon, and me because I'm just cool like that. The slimes dragged through the air, moving in extreme slow motion. Wanda's tail wagged at an excited but subdued 1 wag/second.
Watching the slimes carefully, Bonbon effortlessly moved out of their path of attack, reaching up with three quick stabs of her knife to pierce the cores of each slime. She flicked the knife at the end of each stab, flinging the cores from the slimes' bodies entirely.
With the slimes instantly dispatched, she wiped her knife on her apron, cleaning it of the acidic jelly before sheating it on her hip. She walked back to her knife bag and ducked down to grab the serving bowl and a whisk, before moving back to the bodies of the instantly-deceased slimes. Their corpses were slowly falling apart, becoming three shifting blobs of slime that probably took an insane amount of time to animate.
Bonbon lifted the whisk. "[Double Chop]" she said, activating her skill and creating a dark after-image of her whisk hand. She lifted her weapon(?) up and began to make an absolute goddamn mess of the slimes, in complete disregard for the health or wellbeing of our animators. She whisked the slimes in midair, working them into one cohesive mass, flicking her whisk this way and that to keep it from spreading apart. With a flick of her hand, she splashed the heavy cream and sent a few streaks of limoncello into the slime, continuing to mix in midair as the concoction followed the original arc of the slime's attack.
After a few seconds of advanced whisking, the slime had taken on an airy, mousselike consistency. Satisfied, she stepped back and reached out, the sigil on her hand springing into being once more. "[Freeze]!" she cast, but did an animation cancel to cast the spell at half power, only gently chilling the mixture instead of freezing it solid.
With a flourish and a grunt of effort, she lifted and swung the serving bowl, catching the mass of confection out of the air and setting it gently on the ground. She darted back to her knife bag, as time slowly began to accelerate, fetching some assorted kitchen bullshit and rushing back to mess around in front of the cups until time had practically returned to normal speed.
A strange sensation tickled the back of my head, and I raised my hand as if I'd been prompted to.
"TIME'S UP!" I announced. "Please step back." Huh? Why'd I say that?
Bonbon quickly stepped away from the dishes, holding her hands up in front of her to show that she had finished. I glanced at what she'd been working on, and couldn't help but let out a gasp of surprise. Three perfect dishes of a whipped, yellow-green gelatin dessert sat in the crystal dishes, garnished with a single candied wedge of lemon, and a single candied wedge of lime.
Bonbon grinned a smile, looking up at me as she caught her breath, chest heaving and forehead beading with sweat after her sudden rush. She looked tired, but more than that, satisfied, as if she'd somehow given herself headpats.
"Well?" she asked, panting slightly. "Care to give it a taste?"
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