Chapter 542

The sight of Count Leitor’s knights pushing the enemies away with lance charging was truly a thrilling sight.

Of course, it wasn’t all that pleasant to see a person being skewered and flying away, but in the face of the reality of being able to completely escape the crisis and breathe, it doesn’t matter anyway.

“A real customer has a knack for making people not get tired of it.”

While I was relieved to see the holy spear embedded in the wall, Carl Kansi approached me, his arms and legs covered in blood, and he always smiled like me.

Apart from being relieved because he didn’t seem to be hurt in particular, I wondered if there was a reason for the blood to splatter like that when I recalled the power control he showed when fighting the Leitor acid erosion body. did.

“It’s for practical use, not really a hobby.”

The sense of intimidation felt by the enemies of a being that destroys the body with its limbs. Useful for splattering blood into an enemy’s eyes to block their vision. Perhaps because he was a martial artist with only his body, Carl Kansi’s fighting method was ‘comfortable and safe’.

“If that’s the case, wouldn’t it be better to just use a weapon?”

I thought it was a job far from safe to act with such a motto, but Carl Kansi looked at me strangely.

“It’s hard to fight without weapons.”

He speaks confidently, as if telling some great truth, but for the first time he looked stupid. What are the limbs missing? Anyone who sees it will know that it will grow again.

I had a lot to say, but I was tired and held it in. It’s not empty words, I’m tired enough to want to lie down right away, but it’s just sad that I can’t because I still have a lot of work left to do.

“By the way, what the hell is that, did you protect it while fighting with them?”

“Song Chang.”

“iced coffee?”

Ignoring Carl Kansi, who made a strange noise, I reached for the holy spear embedded in the wall.

I can feel the divine power and the energy of the evil spirit so clear that it is incomparable to what I felt through my skin. I didn’t have expert knowledge of the relic, so I couldn’t tell what condition it was in, but I was sure it wasn’t in very good condition.

“Why are you quiet?”

That’s also true, despite the fact that it was a sacred song, the unique presence of Este was not felt.

Did something go wrong in the process of remodeling with the remnants of evil spirits? As much as Carl Kansi was puzzled by my reaction, while I was puzzled, the esthete on my side, who had been silent after swearing at me, spoke slowly.

[Because he died.]

“What?”

[Songchang Este is dead. I don’t know what those damn bastards did, but they are ‘remnants’ and replicas.]

The accident stopped instantly.

I couldn’t even say if it was a bad joke. The ‘conversation’ with Este went beyond being composed of words and contained something sincere.

As he said, the Holy Spear in front of me is really just a fragment of the Holy Spear.

“Guest? What are you doing? Oh, are you talking to the holy sword?”

I felt very sorry for Carl Kansi, but I was in no mood to answer. With one hand on the handle of the Este and the other hand holding the holy spear, all I could do was ponder what actions I should take next.

I was honestly looking forward to it.

Looking at Mesgaki estheticians and estheticians like that, I was curious what the mature Seongchang esthetician would react to, but I would be lying if I said I didn’t have any expectations because I might have learned a lot through Seongchang estheticians.

The fact that I never imagined that it would fall apart in this way was also a cause of displeasure... but the biggest reason was something else.

“Hey, saint, oh no. Hero! Great skill... what is it? What’s the atmosphere like?”

Around the time when Count Leitor moved, even the vibration of the floor felt faint, Taji approached and spoke to him kindly, but he was unable to respond. Already, in my head, only the moment when Sohara regained consciousness from the energy of the evil spirit was playing over and over again.

He couldn’t help but groan as he casually looked away and saw a terrifying pillar of light suddenly shooting up into the sky.

what the hell is going on

The reason why he couldn’t say even one word comfortably was to make the magician’s casting end as quickly as possible. Even he, who usually had no emotional ups and downs, had no choice but to grit his teeth as if he was infected with Soha’s rage from this moment on.

Can’t we just pretend like we don’t know? Why don’t they listen to our prayers and live on their own by creating a world

where

we can get out of the hands of immortals who don’t want us...

It was a pillar of light that could be seen so clearly that other special operations departments, except for the subordinates who were focusing on magic, quickly discovered it and cast magic.

What he cast was a simple invisible surveillance magic. It was an action according to the textbook, so it was a natural action that didn’t even need to be ordered. So, I couldn’t react properly until the moment I heard the words of my subordinate and saw the magic completed and ascending to the sky.

What comes to mind later is the figure of the warrior who fired a projectile at the same time as the magic tool was activated.

“Oh, no!”

“yes?”

He hurriedly opened his mouth to stop the magic, but what returned was the questioning face of the subordinate, and the pillar of light that disappeared as soon as he cast the magic.

Three times Orba’s heart thumped as if he’d been running all day.

-Quad deuk!

“Ouch...?”

In line with the fourth heartbeat, a white spear rose from the chest of the subordinate who was looking straight ahead with a puzzled face, and at the same time the spear pierced the ground, shockingly, a hero appeared from the sky and landed while trampling on the special operations unit pierced by the spear.

The explosive magic and divine power came after that.

– Kwaaang!

Olba, who caught sight of the hero who appeared without even having time to follow with his eyes, felt cold sweat welling up in an instant and prayed that the wizard would not stop casting the space movement magic.

“I’m a bit late in introducing myself.”

The warrior, who was not sure where he had thrown the helmet he had been wearing until now, calmly lifted his hornless head and looked at his subordinates.

“My name is Eldmia Ega.”

The dark blue eyes beyond the brilliant eyes created by the overflow of divine power were the same as Soha’s eyes that Rightba remembered.

Unlike Soha, a warrior who showed anger that couldn’t even see the shackles was looking at them.

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