Chapter 324: Failed Negotiations

Chapter 324: Failed Negotiations

Fran takes a shocked breath, seeing Murellia’s perfect control of Kanna Kamui.

“Fufu. It seems you’re wise enough to understand what I did just now.”

“...”

“Well? Will you die here, or will you become my slave? Ah, the girl from the clan of usurpers and her maid will be killed here no matter what you choose. Don’t do anything unsightly.”

Although she’s laid back while speaking to Fran, as if another person, she shoots a murderous gaze at Mare and Kuina. The speed at which she switches faces is just creepy... Even if she’s over 500 years old I guess she still has the spiritual youth and instability that comes with being a kid.

Although, there’s no doubt we’ll be given the same murderous look if we reject her offer again. It’ll be just as furious as the look she’s giving Mare, if not more so.Yôur favorite stories at novelhall.com

Fran knows that too. But her answer doesn’t change.

“Nn, said earlier, but would rather die than accept.”

Yeah, even it earned us time to act or some opening for an attack... acting is really annoying.

As soon as Fran gave her response, Murellia’s eyes narrowed. We were instantly bathed in her murderous intent. It seems she’s finally recognized us as a proper enemy.

“I see... then die.”

Upon her command, the Valkyrie and Dullahan immediately advanced towards us. It seems they were infuriated with Fran’s attitude with Murellia, and wanted to kill her before Murellia even gave the order. Especially from the Valkyrie sisters, there was a clear aura of fury leaking out from them.

She materialized a spear from thin air and lightly tossed it. As the spear made contact with the barrier a deafening roaring sound reverberated through the air as the spear broke through the barrier and disappeared into the distance. I guess the barrier is a type of monster?

“Well, as you can see, it doesn’t obstruct physical objects. So, if you desire, you can attempt to break through it and run away.”

That’s all well and good, but why did you bother to create a barrier that only prevents magical transitioning? Is she looking at our status? If so, does she know I’m an intelligent weapon? I try to watch Murellia’s expression, but I can’t tell where her gaze lies.

If she could see my status, there’s no doubt she’d be looking at me... I guess I’m being too self-conscious, aren’t I?

[Anyways, we need to escape the Valkyrie and get out of this barrier somehow. And it really doesn’t seem like there’s any escape option other than teleporting out of here...]

If we all stick to our one-on-one battles, and Murellia chooses not to interfere, there is a very good chance for escape. In fact, Fran and Mare have already started to gain the upper hand against the Valkyrie. Fran is more skilled than her opponent, and she has me for support. She was handling the Valkyrie’s spear well, in fact, she’s been able to deal quite a few decent hits to her opponent.

Mare seems to be somewhat disadvantaged in terms of skill with her weapon versus her opponent, but her Golden Flame and White Fire defense is melting the Valkyrie’s spear whenever it approaches her. Apparently the Valkyrie is able to regenerate the spear, but it just melts whenever she tries to attack again. In such a situation, Mare has an overwhelming advantage.

Kuina seems to be more than equal to her opponent. Linde is struggling a bit, but since he can fly it doesn’t seem like he’s in trouble yet. It should be fine.

“Keh! What is this amazing amount of skill!”

“My spear-! You little brat!”

Apparently, this wasn’t the outcome Murellia was anticipating. She was watching each battle with arched eyebrows. However, she’s wearing an invincible smile on her face.

“Hoh? Isn’t that something... Even though Rossweiss’ spear is flame-resistant. And also... my cute little cousin’s sword, please permit me a closer look.”

I got a bad feeling hearing that, and sure enough, magic power began concentrating in Murelia’s eyes. She’s definitely using some kind of skill.

I can feel it. Something is watching me. A sharp and deep-seeing eye observing my entire being, as if it was seeing through my very existence.

To the bottom of my soul.