Chapter 253 - Incomprehensisble Magic

"Hm? Running away... My combat strength is still lacking..."

Leonel was a bit disatisfied with his performance. In truth, he could have caught up with the Demon Lord had he truly wanted to. The main issue was that the mission he was assigned was to bring these escapees back with him.

It had been about half a month since the battle at the Large Barracks. As Lancelot had feared, the Demons had indeed begun a large scale offensive. As a result, many of the Small Barracks had been taken out.

Due to this, the knights and mages that had been posted at these Small Barracks were forced into retreating, leading to the situation here today.

What was surprising, though, was that a Demon Lord had actually personally come to chase them. Leonel didn't know if this Demon Lord was just bored or if there was another reason, but he couldn't fathom a true reason why a Demon Lord would chase after a group of 30 or so like this. What was the point?

Leonel looked back to find the old and young knight looking at him with incredulous expressions..

How could they not be shocked? This was a Demon Lord they were talking about. Even battling one to a standstill was impressive, let alone forcing one into retreat. But, from Leonel's words, it sounded like he wasn't satisfied with this?

"Let's go, I'll bring you out of here."

Leonel put away an ordinary wooden spear, facing the two knights.

"... Y-yes..."

The young knight managed to eek out.

Compared to his Captain, he was even more shocked. That was because he had been caught by Leonel earlier.

According to common sense, being thrown with such force and stopping so abruptly should have hurt at least one of them if not both. Even if Leonel's strength was beyond the point of allowing him to be hurt by such a thing, at the very least, he alone should have been hurt.

Yet, not only did Leonel fully stop his momentum without issue, but neither of them were injured. In the moment, he only felt that he was enveloped by a soft force. Then, he came to a stop and was rested on the ground.

Such a boundary of strength... he couldn't even comprehend it.

There were no limit to knights that could stop his momentum and leave unscathed. But... doing so while allowing him to remain uninjured at the same time...?

There was one among them that only grew more and more shocked with every word Leonel spoke, though. And that person was the young knight.

'[Trace: Arrow]? That spell should only be able to work if the mage is present, but the way senior is talking about it, it's as though he doesn't need to be here at all.

'The range of [Trace: Arrow] is extremely limited as well...'

[Trace: Arrow] was a tandem spell, meaning it had a partner. [Trace: Target] was a seal type spell that [Trace: Arrow] was able to home in on.

The issue was that the maximum range of this tandem spell was one mile. But the distance between the separated group was at least ten times that, or else what was the point in running separately?!

The young knight didn't believe for a moment that Leonel didn't know this.

'Just who is he...'

At that moment, the sight of several torches approaching from the distance lit the night skies.

"Go, now." Leonel said sternly.

His carefree demeanor had vanished. Facing just one Demon Lord wasn't a problem. But, facing one leading a squad of 50 or so was a completely different matter.

However, this was the kind of challenge Leonel wanted.

Without waiting for the knights behind him to respond, he shot forward.

In his hand an odd spear appeared. It was about two meters long, a normal length for such a weapon, albeit shorter than Leonel's Spear Peak black spear.

However, this wasn't the true oddity. Normally, a spear's blade would only be a small percentage of the length of the weapon. But, this spear was vastly different. Its blade was a third of the length of the spear!

Leonel brandished the spear, casting [Shining Eyes] on his irises.

In that moment, his vision and Internal Sight superimposed, giving him a clear vision of everything happening on the forest floor that night.

His gaze flashed with determination, his Dreamscape flashing with arcs of lightning as several spear styles began to coalesce in his mind.