158. Encounter (4)
Bang-!!
Explosion. Daphne opened her eyes at the shock that came through the veil. The protective magic was shaking. Marianne stretches out her s*x organs, but is blocked and put in her corner. Daphne waved her hand at Arn, who didn’t seem to be shocked. The makeshift condensation of magical power struck Arjen and shook it off behind her. Daphne took advantage of the momentary gap and turned to Marianne.
“Marianne-!”
Those eyes and gestures. Marianne understood Daphne’s meaning at once. He had to go back to his room as soon as possible and get his holy spear while Daphne bought time. Having finished her calculations, Marianne removed her foot. Marianne’s new form blurring. Arjen followed her steps without missing her movement.
“Where are you going?”
It’s an instant. Marianne’s pupils froze at the shocking speed. Arjen was standing blocking the stairs going upstairs. With her hand clasped on her sword, Marianne realized that Arjen’s gaze was on her neck.
“Now, start with you.”
As Arjen extended his sword, his movements stopped in the air. Marianne didn’t miss the chance and quickly jumped over Arjen’s head and started running. Arjen frowned as she saw the chain of light holding his wrists and ankles. In the center of the lobby, Daphne was reaching out.
“Daphne, you better put this down.”
“When did you talk to me in such a disgusting tone that we saw you?”
Daphne’s voice blew a cold wind. The chains were tightly binding Arjen. Arjen looked down at the chains binding his limbs and smiled.
“Otherwise, I have no choice but to change my priority to you. Do you want to die first?”
“I’m not saying you kill someone so easily.”
Daphne passed an electric current through the chain. Arjen was bursting with her laughter like a madman, even as Arjen took the electric current through her body. Her dark hair smelled of burning little by little.
“I don’t know if you will be in a position to admonish me, Daphne. How many people have you killed?”
“He is the first human to speak so proudly of killing people.”
Daphne’s face showed clear disgust. She tried to throw Arjen and condensed her chain, but Arjen didn’t move from the spot. The strengthened muscular strength began to resist Daphne’s magic.
“Do you know of a world where you cannot live without killing people?”
“I know of a world where it is okay not to kill people. Although you and the like will not understand.”
Arjen smiled bitterly at her and began to strain her arms. Defying the current and magical power, Arjen raised his sword. A dark red aura dwelled on the blade. An unpleasant aura spread like a wave around the blade. Energy squeezed space and time.
“I’m sorry I didn’t understand. I do not know such a world.”
Zeng-!!
The chain of magical power shattered into pieces. Arjen raised his aura-clad sword and aimed it at Daphne. Daphne rotated his rings one more time. I was thinking of blowing the whole building down.
Five.
Daphne stopped at five and jumped back. And, the golden secretary blew up the wall of the headquarters with Arjen. There was silver hair flying between the turbulent s*xual organs. Marianne stared at the space beyond the blown wall while holding on to the open holy spear.
“Hot….”
Looking at the blown away wall of the headquarters, he made a surprised expression. Daphne laughed and approached Marianne, casting her protective spell on her.
“You can’t just be blank.”
The surprised expression disappeared at that moment, leaving only eyes following Arjen’s presence. The dust, the walls of collapsed buildings and the incoming wind, the spreading smell and mana. Arjen seemed to be scattered with them in fragments. Marianne couldn’t catch anything.
“Is that right?”
“… The attack did not hit.”
It didn’t even feel clogged. It probably broke down the wall, absorbed the shock, and let go of the attack. Was that level of skill real? Even if it can be realized, is it possible to deal with that extent by thinking right away in the state of an unexpected surprise attack?
Before he could grasp all of his skills, death came from a blind spot.
The sound of windows breaking. It was probably the sound of the protective magic breaking and collapsing. Marianne’s vision blurred. She couldn’t react. Before she could even think, her body flew through the air. Ache. She wasn’t beige. It was probably a reaction from the destruction of magic. Floor. The hard ground brushed Marianne’s shoulder, and her body bounced like a weak ball before it swept across the floor again.
“Expand-!”
Daphne screamed. Frozen spear blades sprouted from the ground in pursuit of Arjen’s model. Arjen glanced at the rising ground and moved her body. She leaps lightly, using her torn floor as the floor. The high wall of the lobby served as the floor. The spearhead did not stop where it rose and pursued Arjen. Arjen twisted her body in the air and swung her sword.
From Arjen’s sword strap, her snowflakes became profuse. Instead of being created by breaking an ice spear, it was as if the sword created an ice flower on its own. Daphne drew in her breath sharply at the virtuoso. Arjen was still entrusting her body to her void.
“I feel like she has been deprived of quite a bit.”
Arjen murmured. His eyes radiated a brilliant light that diffused reflections along with shattered ice shards. Arjen gripped his sword with both hands. The aura that fluttered like cloth was sucked into the sword body as if compressed and took shape.
“If you can’t get it back, it’s okay to destroy everything.”
“It’s hard to be a loser!”
Daphne responded to Arjen’s murmur and fired her magic. However, it was only to buy time, and no real damage was inflicted. Daphne frowned at him and clicked her tongue.
“Sooner or later, the area will be surrounded by guards. Until then, I have the confidence to spend time alone. There is no escape, mercenary. Put down your sword and stop this madness.”
Arjen burst into laughter at Daphne’s words. She sincerely seemed to think she thought her words were funny.
“Guard disease? Article? What do they really think they can do with me? That’s all you have to worry about, Daphne. These are the lives of those who will be swept away by my sword.”
As Arjen said, he raised his sword. The condensed aura was vibrating the space. Daphne’s intuition shouldn’t be allowed to wield that, she warned. Her target is Marianne, not Daphne. Marianne seemed to have not yet recovered from the aftermath of her sword strike, as she stumbled and couldn’t control her body.
“First of all, I wanted to kill him more painfully, but one guy first.”
I have to stop it.
Daphne’s head turned white. The amount of mana she simply felt was not great. However, Arjen’s aura has power far beyond her visible magical power. Daphne pulled up all seven rings. It was almost the same time that the barrier was built and Arjen blew away her aura.
The light was bent and the space was distorted. The dark red crescent moon, which even dissipates mana, collided with the protection magic of the 7th circle, and then slowly began to consume the magic. Daphne, realizing that she couldn’t hold back any longer, stopped the supply of her magic power and threw herself into Marianne’s arms.
Bang-!!!
The headquarters building was split in two. Daphne gritted her teeth and accepted the recoil of her magical power. The circle vibrated and made the inside shake. Blood and fishy smell rushing down my throat. Daphne, who vomited blood on the floor, raised his head.
“I really didn’t know how to block it. You’re strong, Daphne.”
With a very surprised look on his face, Arjen stood in front of the rubble of a collapsed building. Screams were heard from all over the capital. The guards recognized the situation and ran forward with their spears. Daphne looked at them and shook her head frantically, but the guards didn’t understand.
“There are people who look like fire moths.”
Arjen raised his sword. A dark red aura formed on the sword body again.
“No… , OK.”
“The world is like this, Daphne. A place to be killed and die. The reason you didn’t know that until now is probably thanks to that damn hero. Isn’t it?”
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A fishy smile appeared on Arjen’s lips. I can’t move.
“With the amount of magic you prepared at that time, you could have stopped it. No, maybe it could have hit me. Depending on the type of magic, there would have been no possibility of defeating me at all.”
Arjen looked around at the approaching guards and said.
“Is the reason you didn’t cast that kind of magic on me because you were worried about the people of this capital? If your magic collided with my attack, the surrounding area would be completely devastated.”
As he shook his head, Arjen’s eyes were full of disappointment.
“No, Daphne. Your choice was to kill you as well as those guards running to you. The you I knew was not that kind of person. I believed in the saying that only you can save people.”
The guards are almost there. Arjen took the jockey ceremony.
“-That must be a nuisance.”
Something flew through the sky. As if he knew, Arjen turned his sword and blocked the flying mace. The aura spread and numb energy spread. Daphne knew the owner of the weapon that fell to the floor.
“It’s been a while, Georg. He was alive here.”
Arjen looked at the man standing at the head of the guards with a smile as if he was glad to see him.
“What are you doing, Arjen?”
Georg said with a stern look on his shield. Arjen picked up the mace and handed it to Georg.
“It’s an old relationship. Accept it.”
When Georg didn’t accept it, Arjen threw the weapon at Georg’s feet. The mace made a crack in the pavement of the royal capital and was driven into it. Georg looked down at his weapon, then at Daphne and Marianne on the floor.
“What is Jeong? Tell me what you are doing.”
“Didn’t you come to stop me too?”
I didn’t mean to explain. The guards were already encircling Arjen, drawing a siege.
“Then, knock me down and ask.”
Arjen laughed ferociously, drew his sword, and galloped, Georg raised his shield. Even under the terrifying pressure, Georg did not back down.
“Killing you seems hesitant.”
Then, the shield and the sword collided.
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“… What are you doing here?”
Isis was looking at me with bewildered eyes. Seongguk was cluttered, but not confused. Arjen’s note I was holding was terribly crumpled in my hand.
“Didn’t Arjen visit here?”
“Arjen… ? No. Did you come here to find Arjen?”
To the hero who banished me.
Remembered. Entire. What you took from me, what I used to be. Now it’s my turn to find what I’ve lost.
Arjen Elmion.
I thought the ‘lost thing’ that Arjen said was Isis. But I realized that I was greatly mistaken. Arjen did not dismiss Isis as having been lost. He knew he was going to leave with Isis. He wasn’t that For Arjen, for the main character, what was lost.
“Are you okay?”
Isis asked while holding my hand. I creaked my head and nodded.
I have to go to the royal road. Right Now.
I completely forgot even the pain in my heart, and spread my wings.