47 [40] Crisis of the Kingdom of Humanion ③.txt




After Meldina and Miserio headed out of the castle to meet up with Hyshela, Virum and Cunaria were running back the way they came and aiming for the King's Chamber.

There was a high probability that the people inside the castle were trapped by the Black Crystal in their rooms, but as the only person who could destroy the Black Crystal (that) was Vilm, there was no time to save them all.

''Huh? Is Mr. Bayrud the enemy?

''Oh, there's no doubt about it, nine out of ten. Despite all the explosions that rang out, there was no sign of any noise outside the castle. The castle is this quiet inside. It's strange that you can't even hear the voices of onlookers reacting to the explosion. For all the sound that rang out, there wasn't even an aftermath for the sound that rang out. Therefore, I believe that the sound of the explosion is some kind of magic that can only be heard by those inside the castle.

You'll be able to get a good idea of what's going on," he said.

I'm not sure if I'm right or not," he said, "but he also said the explosion was directed to the King's Chamber. I'm sure I'm right in the direction, but it's difficult to determine an exact location at that location by relying on sound alone. Besides...

Virum, who held his tongue slightly, frowned and revealed his displeasure.

It seems like that boy (Sandra) was afraid of humans. Especially the contractor (Beirut). If she is forced to obey, I want to help her.

Sandra...? I mean, he was definitely a little woozy, but...

Recalling the encounter just a moment ago, Cunaria felt that even if Virum had a spirit-favoring aspect to him, his guess was not necessarily wrong.

Although it was a guess, but the fact that the first spirit mage of a country, the chief spirit mage and the chief vassal, Beirut, was the mastermind of the ringleader surprised Kounaria, and she fell silent as if she was thinking about something.

''Coonaria, by the way, I'll tell you one more thing. Even though Sandra (a high-level spirit) is there, I don't think Bailudo can use a sealing technique that even Meldina and Miselio's magic power can't break by himself. Think of it as having more than one enemy. You can think about it, but don't let your guard down.

Yes, sir!

Feeling as if she could see through her own confusion, Cunaria hurriedly shook her head to change her thoughts.










As they passed the place where they had just parted from Lieselotte and headed straight for the King's Chamber, Virum and Cunaria noticed a figure in the hall ahead.

The person also seems to have noticed them and is hitting them head on with a killing spirit that they are not even trying to hide.

I'm not going to be able to get rid of it. You're here, abominable child, to harm the princess.

It was Ristiane, who had come to the city of Farren as Lumelia's escort knight.

I don't know why she's here now that she's under house arrest, but I can tell at a glance that her appearance is not normal.

She has an eerie air like a ghost, something red and black rises from her body like smoke, and she catches Virum and the others with her empty, lifeless eyes.

''Oh, Master, Listi-san's eyes, it's not normal.

"Brainwashing or hypnosis? I don't have time to deal with them anyway. Let's just get this over with.

Is it too early to say, but I'm going to attack Ristiane ahead of Cunaria.

Vilm's fist, which is unleashed, catches Ristiane in the abdomen and blows her away with the momentum of the attack.

''Kufu...!''

But to his surprise, Ristiane, who had been hit to the point of being blown away, just let out a breath and regained his position without even getting to his knees.

''Kufufufufufufu! Ouch! Ouch! You're vulnerable and your fists don't work!

"d*mn, you played your magic tricks and simultaneously removed your brain and body limiters. I don't know who you are, but you're a pain in the ass... It's gonna take some time.

Laughing like a broken man, Ristiane rushed in unshielded in a stance that had no thought of defense at all.

''Wata Ciga! Your Highness! I'll help you, Nodah!

Virum was poised to intercept Ristiane, but a small shadow intervened between them.

That small shadow...Cunaria received Ristiane's sword strike from the front, and with a force unimaginable for her small stature, she swung the great axe out and pushed her back.

''Master! I'll take care of Miss Listy and you can go ahead!

Coonaria doesn't look away from Ristiane, who is trying to regain her stance again, and urges Virum behind her.

Vilm opens his mouth when he sees her back, a little surprised that Coonaria, who hadn't tried to fight herself before, said she would fight herself.

''You can fight(y), right?''

'It's all right. I don't feel like I can beat Mr. Listie now.

The answer that came back was full of confidence.

Virum, who had his back to Coonaria, raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

''...Alright. I'll leave it to you.''

Yes, sir!

The growth of the apprentice he had trained himself.

Wyrm felt a joy that he had never felt before.

(Did sister Dear feel this way, too?)

Now that he's in charge, Virum begins to run to his destination (the King's Chamber).

'Abomination! Escape Gasanzo!

Naturally, there's no way Ristiane, who has Vilm in her sights, would overlook it, but all her assaults are pushed back by Cunaria.

'I won't let you go! Mr. Listy!

'Gu! Get out of the way, Luna!

The battle between a summoner's apprentice with tremendous magic and fighting ability and a female knight who is one of the top-ranked knights in the Humane Kingdom has begun.









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The sound of sword firing can be heard.

Even though it was only noon, the King's Chamber was slowly growing darker.

When you think you hear the sound of loud metal clashing against each other, you hear a dull sound and at the same time, Lieselotte has just fallen as if she were sliding on the floor.

In contrast, her opponent, the man in the hood, Julius, who is supposed to be her opponent, is slowly approaching her with a behavior that makes you feel like you even have room to spare.

''Huh... Huh... Kuu! Strong!

Already Lieselotte was breathing heavily and it was obvious which side had the upper hand.

'Isn't it about time we gave in? If I'm using a sword to suit you and you can't even handle it to this degree, you'll just stick with it and it will only hurt, okay?

Julius is holding the sword in one hand and spinning it around in the other as if he were playing with his hands to encourage surrender.

The expression on his face is invisible, but his voice suggests that he is dumbfounded.

I'm afraid not yet. "Not yet," he says, "but until Lord Wilm gets here...!

Using her sword as a staff, Lieselotte barely stands up.

If you look closely, you can see that her armor is more than just her armor, she herself has countless wounds and blood flowing from it.

However, although her face was contorted with fatigue and pain, there was no sign of resignation in her eyes.

''Julius! What are you playing at! That's the last thing you want to hear! Now get the hell out of there and finish it off!

Bailudo, who had been watching the battle between the two of them at leisure, seemed to have gotten into trouble with Lieselotte, who didn't seem to be giving up, and gave orders to Julius.

''...Will.''

Julius raises his sword at Lieselotte, who is doing her best to just stand up.

(Move! Move it! Just a little more time...!)

Despite her strong will, her body wouldn't listen to her due to fatigue and pain.

Mercilessly, the sword that Julius had raised was swung down towards her head.

Although she felt frustrated with her own body, which was unable to move, Lieselotte did not turn her eyes away from the approaching blade.










Suddenly, Lieselotte noticed that Julius's sword hadn't moved from where it was close to his brow.

Unlike the phenomenon where the movement of the surroundings feels extremely slow when a human faces the danger of death, Julius' sword was trembling in small increments, as if to prove it.

''...You're just in time.''

Virum, my Lord...?

When I turned around in response to the voice Lieselotte made from behind me, I saw Virum's figure there, holding the tip of the sword.

He must have been given a physical enhancement, and despite gripping the blade tightly, Virum's hand didn't seem to be cut off.

''Lieselotte, don't force yourself to move. Keep resting.

There are...

He was probably already at his limit.

Lieselotte fainted, unable to say a word of thanks, and fell to the floor.

''You've arrived very late, haven't you? You don't make me wait for this... Well, it's no use asking you, the bastard, to use common sense, isn't it?

Bailudo is taunting Vyrum as if to provoke him, but the person who was provoked is looking at Julius, the owner of the sword, and is not in his eyes at all.

(This guy... The moment I came in here (the king's room), he slowed down his sword speed. That too, just in time for me to get there in time. What the hell does he mean by that?)

Virum glares at Julius.

But Julius was almost frightened by the glare, or maybe he was talking to her in a happy tone of voice.

''Hmmm, you're finally here. It's good to see you, Mr. Virum.

"...I don't think I've ever seen you before.

There is no shadow of Julius' presence in Vilm's memory, but at least he seems to know Vilm on his end.

As Virum, who felt an inexplicable and eerie sensation, frowned, Julius let out a funny chuckle.

''Ignoring me, what are you talking about! Julius, get on with it! You can't listen to my orders!

"Huh, I was just having a nice chat with you, Wilm, but you're so tactless. Well, I listen to what my employer has to say.

Julius, who revealed his displeasure from the pleasant atmosphere he had been in until now, holds his sword in a reluctant manner.

It is already in a fighting stance on the part of Wyrm.

It's a good idea to be able to have a good idea of what you're going to be doing.

The first one to move was Julius.

A sword strike with enough speed riding on it that wasted power has been released.

It's not just a matter of time before you get to the point where you're going to be able to get your hands on it.

This is the reason why it's so important to have a good time with this kind of information.

When it's close enough, Virum releases a blow that lightly hits Julius's elbow with his eye.

''Oh?''

That blow, which was not intended to cause damage, but was released, was enough to extend the arm with the sword.

After a moment's gap, the offense and defense switched as Virum dived into Julius' bosom.

''Oops! Ha, ha!

The ability of Julius to accurately evade Virum's dancing martial arts while panicking must be considerable.

(It looks like he's barely avoiding it, but he's got full visibility of the attack. This guy is pretty strong.)

In fact, Virum's attack hasn't been hit even once, and his panicked voice feels somewhat deliberate.

Vilm still has some extra strength left, but if he goes all out, there will be no way to deal with an ambush army if there is one.

The appearance of the unexpected strongman (Julius) makes Virum think of a solution while accelerating his thoughts.

("Virum, how can you not rely on us at a time like this?")

It was then that the voice of his trusted sister, Hinori, reached his head.

("Hinori sister?")

("If time goes on like this, I don't know what effect it will have on the people trapped in the black crystal (that). The people we have met, who are willing to accept Virum and us, we can't let them die. We can't just leave them to die.'')

Hinori's voice, gentle as an admonition, cleared Virum's thoughts.

Finally, after the battle with Julius began, a fist snatched at his cheek.

''Iss!

Julius, surprised by the pain he ran, leaps backwards in a big way and takes the distance.

If it was Virum until just now, he would have set up a chase to not let him escape, but he listens to Hinori's words and begins to focus his enormous magical power.

("I always say if you can't handle it alone, you should rely on us, right? We should help Sandra, too, right? '")

To summon my always cheerful, dependable and reassuring sister to myself.

("Alright. Hinori sister, help me.")

("That's what I've got to come to.")

Without speaking his eyes from Julius, who looks questioningly at the lack of the expected chase, Virm summons Hinori to join him.

O red soul, O red soul...

A clear voice, different from the usual Wyrm, envelops the king's room as darkness takes over.

I, the Seeker, Thou art (from the earth)...

The crimson magic power that overflows from Wyrm's body forms a shimmering magic circle in the air.

Sigh... Sigh... My soul... Sigh...

It's time for you to get your hands on some of the most amazing products on the market.

You can't help but notice that he is not able to stop them.

The radiance emanating from the magic circle became one of the largest, and at the same time, Virum called out the names of his beloved family members.

'Advent, Blazefernir, the Princess of the Red Eagle.

The main stream of red magic power turned into a vortex of fire, and the temperature of the space began to rise rapidly.

The whirlpool of flames popped and the one that emerged was the spirit that controlled the flames and its peak, Hinori, who had the name of Princess Red Hawk.

An intimidation that would have made any ordinary creature faint, descended on the two opponents like a great waterfall.

However, Julius, who was fighting on even terms with Virum, did not succumb to that intimidation.

''Kukuku.... Hahahahahaha!''

On the other hand, Baird began to laugh as if he had lost his mind.

Even he, the country's leading spirit mage, couldn't withstand the intimidation that Hinori was releasing?

''Hahahahaha! I got it! Julius, do it!

"Oh, yes, yes. Spiritual Bind.

No, everything was just as Bailudo wanted it to be.

The magic that Julius cast became a blackish-purple light that was reminiscent of darkness, and as he pounced on Hinori with his eyes on her, he restrained her body as if he were tightening it.

''Ah, Kuch!

Hinori.

The voices of Hinori and a violently agitated Vilm, both suffering from restraints, echoed through the king.