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Small Black Cat Beast Transformed into Shield

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“Hey… Where is the ‘Jet-Black Shield Casparleague’?” (Harold)

I asked while looking at Casparleague. If I had a shield of the same dark attribute as me, I could fully utilize its performance. More importantly, with a defensive shield, I could join the attack, draw Henwen’s attention, and lessen the burden on Alexandra and Monica.

“But… that was a reward for helping me…” (Casparleague)

“It’s too late now. In this situation, we don’t have any choice but to defeat it.” (Harold)

Truthfully, we could escape while they were distracting it, but of course, I had no intention of doing that.

“Urgh…” (Monica)

“!? I’ll go assist Monica!” (Alexandra)

Finding herself at a disadvantage in a one-on-one fight, Alexandra raised her sword and charged towards Henwen. If I didn’t participate as a shield, they would be increasingly cornered.

“Casparleague!” (Harold)

“O-okay! But, no matter what kind of shield it is, don’t betray me.” (Casparleague)

His words and somewhat hesitant demeanor were concerning, but now I had to bet on this. I nodded firmly and waited for him to prepare the ‘Jet-Black Shield Casparleague’. Suddenly, Casparleague’s small body was enveloped in pitch-black darkness.

Then—

“…” (Casparleague)

The darkness cleared, revealing…

A palm-sized shield!?

“N-no way!? This is like a hundredth-scale Gundam model kit!” (Harold)

With eyes wide open, I pinched the shield between my fingers, involuntarily blurting out my thoughts. Sure, it looked like the ‘Jet-Black Shield Casparleague,’ but obviously, it couldn’t possibly block Henwen’s attacks!

“I-I can’t help it!” (Casparleague)

“!? Did it just talk!? …That voice, is that Casparleague!?” (Harold)

“Y-yes! Is that a problem?” (Casparleague)

“Well. No, not really…” (Harold)

The miniature shield, which was Casparleague, couldn’t endure my gaze and comments, and burst into tears, snapping back at me. This left me a bit bewildered and hesitant.

“But, this size is just…” (Harold)

“I’m not like Kaa-sama. I’m still a child and have little ‘Mana,’ so this is the best I can do.” (Casparleague)

Casparleague pouted and began to cry. I got it. That was why he was so reluctant to produce the ‘Jet-Black Shield Casparleague’ despite my insistence.

“But… what exactly is ‘Mana’?” (Harold)

“Huh?” (Casparleague)

Casparleague responded with a bewildered voice at my simple question.

In Enhaz, the stats include level, HP, SP, and both physical and magical attack and defense. There’s no parameter called ‘Mana.’

“You don’t know!? Humans use it all the time!” (Casparleague)

“For the last time, my name is Harold. Anyway, I really don’t know what ‘Mana’ is…” (Harold)

“Your Highness Harold! ‘Mana’ is the source of power that resides in all living beings in this world! It’s essential for using one’s unique powers! You must have experienced it yourself!” (Alexandra)

Alexandra, overhearing our conversation while striking Henwen, provided the explanation. I got it now.

So, the SP in Engage Hazar’ is what they call ‘Mana’ here.

“Casparleague, is it possible for you to receive ‘Mana’ from a human?” (Harold)

“I can steal ‘Mana’ from a human, but…” (Casparleague)

“I see.” (Harold)

How convenient.

“But! To become the ‘Jet-Black Shield Casparleague’ like my mother, I need a massive amount of ‘Mana’! If I take ‘Mana’ from you, you’ll collapse from Mana depletion in no time!” (Casparleague)

“Oh, so you’re worried about me?” (Harold)

“What!? No! Why would I be concerned about a human…?” (Casparleague)

When I teased him, Casparleague immediately denied it, though his words trailed off, perhaps embarrassed. Despite being a magical beast, Casparleague seemed more human-like than the instinct-driven beast that Henwen had become. He was considerate enough to worry about a human like me, which was vastly different from the bestial nature of Henwen. I looked at Casparleague in his shield form and chuckled.

“Then, take as much ‘Mana’ from me as you need.” (Harold)

“Did you even listen!? If I do that, you’ll run out of Mana and collapse…” (Casparleague)

“Just do it! Hurry!” (Harold)

Seeing Monica being cornered by Henwen, I urged Casparleague with a desperate tone.

“Fine! But don’t say I didn’t warn you!” (Casparleague)

I felt a sensation like something being sucked out from me. It seemed the SP, which they called ‘Mana’, was successfully being transferred.

“You filthy pig…!” (Monica)

“Monica!” (Alexandra)

“Buhiiiiiiiiaaaaaaa!” (Henwen)

Monica, who had been buying us time with her constant attacks, was finally cornered by Henwen. She had nowhere to run and braced herself, raising her dagger to defend. Alexandra’s repeated strikes caused injuries, but Henwen’s massive body barely flinched.

Not yet… Not yet…

“Buhehehehe…!” (Henwen)

“You will not harm those who are important to me!” (Harold)

I screamed and sprinted towards Henwen, who was licking her lips in victory. And…

*Clang!*

“Buh?” (Henwen)

“Your Highness Harold!” (Monica)

I managed to intercept Henwen’s descending paw just in time. With the dull, heavy, black iron of the ‘Jet-Black Shield Casparleague’.

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