Chapter 454 Seventh Finger, Narrow Escape



"…"

"…"

A strange silence pervaded between both the Princess and her maid, with their expressions slowly changing into something else.

Abigail had the face of someone who had just made a huge mistake, while Zestari's expression turned blank as she looked up from her empty palm and up to Abigail.

"Abigail Vanya Lowe."

"?!"

The elven princess felt chills down her spine upon hearing her name on Zestari's lips.

Zestari had taken care of Abigail ever since she came out of her mother's womb, and after being together for so long, Abigail was more than capable of discerning when Zestari was truly angry with her.

Now, was one of those times.

"Do tell me.

Your Mystic eyes don't happen to ACTUALLY be active now, do they?"

Zestari had noticed the glow in Abigail's eyes, however, the woman knew that Abigail was capable of fooling people into thinking her mystic eyes were active even though they actually weren't so she had thought that the Elven princess was doing just that.

She had seen the princess use it a lot of times to mess with her elder siblings.

However, the fact that her magic circle was completely destroyed with just a gaze from Abigail, showed that she had thought wrong.

Abigail, on the other hand, was regretting not deactivating her mystic eyes the instant Zestari arrived.

When she healed her wounds just now, she had unconsciously stopped limiting her mystic eye's effects and one of them, the ability to simply destroy a spell just by looking at it (Tier and Level Dependent), activated the instant she gazed at the simple spell in Zestari's palm.

"Don't tell me you showed that Demonic Hand executive your mystic eye abilities…"

"…"

When she saw Abigail turn her gaze away with a guilty expression on her face, Zestari instantly realised that Abigail had done exactly just that.

"Start talking, now."

"…

…So…I may have used a 'few' 'destructive' type spells…"

"A few?"

"See, the thing is…I kinda messed around and got into a pretty bad situation, so I activated my mystic eyes and used an explosion spell (Wrath of Flame. Tier 3 Version).

However, the spell turned out to be stronger than I had expected, so I realised my powers had grown much more than I thought so I decided to try out a few more spells and skills and they were all more powerful than I remembered.

So, I wanted to see how much more powerful they had become…nothing too serious."

Despite giving an explanation, Abigail still had a hard time returning her expression to normal, leading Zestari to realise there was something Abigail wasn't saying.

"What else?"

"…"

"What. Else?"

"…I may have tried to blow her head off with an optical blast."

Hearing the Elven princess' reply, Zestari's brow twitched repeatedly as she took deep breaths to prevent herself from flipping out.

She then silently reactivated a different magic spell in her palm, generating a wave of darkness to wrap around Abigail's body for a few seconds.

When it dissipated, the Elven Princess' outfit had changed to a brand new one.

After this, Zestari took another deep breath, before abruptly knocking Abigail's head faster than she could react.

*BONK!

"OUCH!!!"

"I'd be reporting all of today's events to your mother."

"…Eh?"

Before Abigail could even completely compute what Zestari had said, the woman had already used her energy to wrap around the teenager's body, lifting her along as the maid ascended into the sky.

"Instant Acceleration."

Zestari cast that spell before shooting through the sky, reaching sonic speed within seconds and surpassing it a moment after as she flew towards the Elven Empire's Capital city of Lustea with Abigail in tow.

ꕥ ꕥ ꕥ

A few hours later, a streak of green light shot out from Elverston Citadel in Lustea, blitzing across the sky faster than the people of the Elven Empire could even perceive it.

Sometime after, in the outskirts of an abandoned town a hundred miles away from Ogrein, a major city in, Whaijan, one of the average-sized countries of the Beta Continent, a pillar of green light shot into the sky, piercing the clouds.

Right afterwards, what peeked out from the sky was a single giant arrow of emerald-green magic power.

However, the size of that arrow was something stupendous. If it was the length alone, it was well over a few kilometres.

All things considered, rather than an arrow, it might have been better suited to being called a spear… no, even if it was a spear, it was far too long.

In any event, it was far too strong of a power to be called an arrow fired from a bow.

This 'arrow' shot towards the ground with an ear-shattering sound, crashing down atop the abandoned town and turning it along with everything else within a hundred kilometres of it to dust with a large explosion that shook the earth.

The people from Ogrein and the other nearby cities all saw the large explosion and the mushroom cloud of green smoke and flames that rose up into the clouds.

They also felt the shockwaves that spread out from the explosion, ravaging everything within a few dozen kilometres outside the blast radius.

However, the person who threw in the attack took their cities into account, and their cities were all enveloped with barriers that protected them from these shockwaves.

In the middle of this explosion, a fair-skinned golden-haired high Elf floated in the air while gazing at the massive city-sized crater in the ground that was once a base of the Seventh Division of the Demonic Hand in silence.

He had green eyes and long hair, dressed in floor-length black and white robes, a white crown with feather decorations atop his head and simple black flat shoes.

The man slowly descended to the ground in silence, before raising a hand and activating a skill from a tier different from unique skills.

"Pseudo-Authority of Knowledge."

The ambient energy of the law of knowledge swirled around him and he read the 'records' of the base he had just destroyed, a light frown appearing on his face as he realised he had missed his main target.

"The Seventh Finger had already left the base minutes before I arrived.

Wherever she went, it was probably out of Abby's tracking range.

A pity, I could have permanently taken out one of those nuisances."

The man spoke with a light sigh of disappointment, however, he consoled himself with the act that he had indeed killed hundreds of the Demonic Hand's members, along with two of the Epic Level Senior Members in the Seventh Division and Dozens of Grandmaster level Senior members under them.

"Oh well. Time to go back to my daughter."

'Elven Emperor' Zaos spoke to no one in particular before ascending back into the skies and shooting forward at a supersonic speed, returning to his palace in Lustea.

On a side note, he did send an official explanation to the ruling council of Whaijan stating the reason why he had suddenly blasted one of their towns to bits and offered sizable compensations to the citizens who were affected by this.

Thankfully, no civilian lives were lost thanks to the barriers he placed around the nearby cities.