Chapter 252: Past and Future (19)

Chapter 252: Past and Future (19)

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Venderwood stared intently at Perrian, who lay defeated on the ground.

"Ugh...ugh..."

Perrian, still conscious, gasped for air.

"Where's the mana stone then? The one created by the necromancers."

"Ugh..."

While they exchanged words, I assessed the situation.

With Perrian down, the restrictions on spatial magic were lifted.

Yet, I couldn't use spatial magic.

Lacking experience, I couldn't focus properly to use it without concentration.

Bleeding profusely and the throbbing pain from the wound where the spear had pierced made it impossible to concentrate properly.

Standing was all I could manage at my best.

"I'll ask again. The mana stone. Where is it?"

"You think...you can survive...after this...? Cough..."

Perrian barked out, coughing up blood.

"Still got a lively mouth."

Venderwood pressed his foot down on Perrian.

"Ugh...haha..."

Perrian let out a rough breath and chuckled.

Then, a strong mana presence was felt.

Venderwood, sensing something odd, stepped back.

"What's this?"

The strong presence of mana was unmistakable.

It was impossible for such mana to emanate from someone dying.

Perrian pushed himself off the ground to stand.

A bright light pierced through his clothes from his chest.

A glowing object, pierced by the sword through his clothes, was faintly visible.

"The mana stone?"

The mana stone was embedded in his chest.

It was the very mana stone we had been searching for.

"Did you think...I would fall just like that?"

The wound on his chest slightly healed.

Life Drain.

He had embedded the mana stone in his own chest, using his body as a magical tool.

"You think I came unprepared?"

Perrian looked at Venderwood with a faint smile.

Venderwood narrowed his eyes, pointing his sword at Perrian.

"What do you plan to do in that state?"

"You, you have a regenerating body."

Perrian reached out towards Venderwood.

A red glow leaked from his eyes.

"I'll take some of that vitality."

Perrian lunged at Venderwood with a push from the ground.

Venderwood swung his sword at the approaching Perrian.

"What's happening here?"

I watched the situation bewilderedly.

Priscilla nudged me.

"Rudy, they're fighting. Now's our chance to escape."

I was doubtful of Priscilla's suggestion.

Is it right for me to run away here?

Can I even escape?

"No, I'll watch for now."

"What? Are you crazy?"

"Their primary target isn't each other. It's me."

It wasn't a matter of whether to run or not.

If I ran, I'd die.

There was no escape.

Even if I tried to escape on Priscilla, Venderwood would catch us.

All I could do was wait for someone to come.

Then, a strong wind blew towards me.

The pressure from Venderwood's sword strike caused a gust of wind.

"Ugh..."

I shielded myself from the wind with my arms and watched their fight.

The battle was one-sided.

Perrian was a wizard, and Venderwood a swordsman.

Normally, Perrian would maintain distance, while Venderwood would charge in, but the situation was reversed.

Perrian tried to grab Venderwood to use Life Drain, but Venderwood dodged and countered with sword strikes.

Severely wounded and forced into close combat, Perrian was at a disadvantage.

That was Perrian's end.

"Did you really think it was a genuine time magic artifact?"

"Ah..."

I couldn't close my mouth upon seeing this.

It was a pitiful end, unbecoming of someone who had held a ducal title.

"The mana stone..."

Then, the mana stone began to emit an even stronger light.

"So, next is."

Venderwood, unconcerned with the mana stone, looked at me.

"You need to die as well."

"What? If that thing explodes..."

"It doesn't matter. We're all going to die anyway, but Lord Aryandor specifically said you should die by my hand. You're too much of a wildcard."

Venderwood walked towards me.

"Rudy...!"

Priscilla, who had been slashed by Venderwood, got up and charged at him again.

"Annoying."

Priscilla, unable to manipulate ice, was easily cut down by Venderwood.

"Pr, Priscilla...ack..."

As Priscilla was forcibly recalled, a sinking feeling overwhelmed me.

The cost of reverse summoning.

While creatures like Behemoths dying wouldn't exact a heavy toll, the reverse summoning of a spirit inflicts severe internal injuries.

My already poor condition worsened.

"So..."

I could see Venderwood approaching with his greatsword.

And in the distance, the mana stone ready to explode.

"..."

I couldn't do anything in that state.

Spatial magic.

Spirit magic.

Dark magic.

Martial arts.

I was incapable of any action.

Is this what it feels like when everything collapses and is lost?

"Ugh..."

I wanted to resist Venderwood with all my might, but my body refused to cooperate.

If things continued this way, everyone would die.

The people quietly living in the capital.

The nobles.

My acquaintances.

Everyone would die.

I clenched my fist.

This couldn't happen.

I must resist somehow.

Even if it meant squeezing out every last bit of mana from the ground.

I must think of some way.

However, no method came to mind.

All I could see was Venderwood approaching me.

I was powerless.

Just as Perrian had said, I was a weakling.

If there's no one around, I can't do anything.

"Ah...?"

Then, a sound came from Venderwood.

Thud.

I felt a sensation above my head.

White smoke appeared beside me, and the smell of tobacco stung my nose.

Boom!!!!!

A loud explosion sounded.

It was a really loud noise, but it wasn't from Perrian's mana stone.

I wasn't sure if I was crying, but my vision blurred.

After wiping my eyes with my sleeve, I could see ahead.

Somehow, Venderwood had been sent flying far away and was rolling on the ground.

As I stared blankly at that scene, a voice came from beside me.

"What are you, a kid? Stop your sniveling."

I turned my head to look beside me.

There was a man, Robert, with a white cigarette in his mouth and one hand resting above my head.

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