Chapter 146: White Dragon VI
The resistance at the burning Slava Castle, engulfed in white flames, was fierce.
In the square in front of the castle, the two armies clashed. A witch and a mage, wielding wands filled with wild mana, fought with everything they had. Opposing them were the guards, trained in swordsmanship, with a simple but firm sense of battle and defense.
“Die, dogs of the Holy Empire!”
“Heretics who go against the will of God! This is your grave!”
Although the numbers were minuscule compared to previous clashes of 10,000 soldiers, this was a battleground where top-notch masters from both countries had gathered. From the sharpness of the mana condensation surrounding their weapons, it appeared as if they were wielding blades wrapped in flames.
Jijijijik!
The sharp sound of mana-based collisions echoed from every direction.
Though the witches and mages had an edge in handling mana, the guards of the Black Legion excelled in wielding weapons. In the midst of this tense battle, at the center of the plaza, a fierce duel unfolded between two individuals—a man and a woman locked in a bloody struggle.
Pizz-Jiji-Jik!
Andersen was engaged in combat against two swords dancing before his eyes.
Elios, now different from the time she had sparred with Ophelia, was fighting with everything she had, intent solely on killing her opponent.
Elios’s swordsmanship was a sight to behold. She demonstrated incredible physical strength, beyond that of ordinary humans, while also utilizing a graceful flexibility unique to women. To an onlooker, it might have appeared almost beautiful, but to Andersen, it was nothing but a deadly dance.
Elios’s attacks were fast and powerful, based on overwhelming physical ability and an immense reserve of mana. Her swordsmanship left no gaps, focusing entirely on offense, with no regard for defense. An ordinary fighter would have been slaughtered, unable to even attempt a defense. Even a skilled master would likely lose their head trying to find an opening.
But Andersen was no ordinary master.
Clang!
In a swift moment, Andersen found a gap between Elios’s relentless attacks. Elios, caught off guard, lost balance for a brief second, and Andersen seized the opportunity, driving his sword towards her heart.
But then—
“Kuk!”
“D*mn!”
Andersen quickly retreated from his attack. Elios clicked her tongue in frustration.
Elios, though momentarily taken aback, began to assess the situation.
‘Is the emperor in danger? Does that mean our forces outside the castle have made a breakthrough? Or...’
Unfortunately, there was no way for her to directly confirm. The last order she had given her generals was to attack slowly from the outskirts, but never to rush. Still, war could stir emotions, leading to orders being disobeyed. Elios had taken that into account as well.
‘If those who had prepared so thoroughly to trap me are retreating now, something must have happened... Could it be?’
There was a chance that her allies had truly captured the emperor or had at least placed him in jeopardy. But Elios wasn’t optimistic. Andersen and the Black Legion had been her equals in combat. If they were sent to deal with her relatively weaker allies attacking from the outskirts, her forces wouldn’t stand a chance.
Particularly in a narrow, complex area like this, the risk of her allies being wiped out was high.
‘If the emperor is cornered, my forces could be annihilated. I have no choice but to track them down.’
With her allies potentially in crisis, and the emperor and Bahamut as the ultimate targets, Elios knew she couldn’t let this opportunity slip away.
“Pursue them! We must capture the emperor alive!”
“Yes! Understood!”
At Elios’s command, her subordinates immediately began chasing the Black Legion.
Meanwhile, hidden figures in the shadows exchanged knowing smiles.
“And... as expected, they’ve started moving.”
“Our new master is truly remarkable. These noble scumbags can’t even compare. Now, all that’s left is to execute the plan and enjoy the show.”
“Quiet. Don’t get careless.”
“Right. I’m excited too, but let’s not lose focus.”
As they watched Elios and her forces follow the guards into a narrow, dark alley, their leader, Echid, gave a quiet order.
“It begins now. Don’t make any mistakes.”
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