Chapter 752

Episode 752 Great Operation Before the Elven Village (9)

An unprecedented number of elves all gathered in the village.

Standing in the middle, Aira looked around.

“Looks like everyone has gathered. First of all, let’s send the young elves first. Pia.”

“yes.”

Pia stepped onto the magic circle.

Even otherwise, the elves, who had been anxious inside because they were moving their base, seemed a little relieved when their guardian, Pia, accompanied them.

“There is nothing to worry about. Don’t follow me right away.”

“yes. Then Aira-sama will go.”

Aira nodded at Pia’s greeting and infused mana into the magic circle.

Whoa-!

Light bursts out with a magnificent resonant sound.

Soon enough, more than 50 elves and supplies disappeared in an instant.

“Oh oh.”

“You are wonderful.”

The elves burst into admiration.

On the other hand, Ira looked slightly tired.

“I’ve been working hard for the first time in a while, so I’m a little sleepy. I guess I’m getting older too.”

“You sound weak. Get some rest. I have to send it back in the evening.”

“Whoops. Then take a break.”

After answering briefly, Aira jumped up and left the house.

The remaining elves sit around the village, chatting or singing songs while waiting leisurely.

When there was nothing to do, Lacia said.

“It’s nice to be peaceful. I can’t believe it’s the kingdom that the Black Room is aiming for.”

“I don’t know if it’s another territory, but this is where Aira rules.”

“Certainly, with her, even if there is a war, it will be safe.”

Strong is also strong, but he has considerable knowledge as he has lived for a long time.

As well as magic, he was proficient in swordsmanship, bow tactics, and various studies, to the extent that he had even read the plans of the Black Room several times.

“It’s a big deal to hear compliments from your mouth.”

“I have no choice but to admit it. She is the strongest thing I have ever seen.”

An unbelievable amount of mana in the body.

Mana control when using magic is truly the work of a god.

Because she had a deep understanding of magic, she was able to guess at least how strong Aira was.

“Certainly not strong.”

While chatting with Lacia, I heard a movement sound from the mana crystal sphere.

“huh?”

Rarely had it rang at such an early hour, so Ray took out the crystal ball with a puzzled face.

Let’s wait a little while injecting mana.

A human figure was reflected faintly on the surface of the crystal ball.

-Danju-nim...

“Halfman? With a dying voice.”

-Danju now....

Chijijik-!

It will take a little while for the award to be formed.

Unlike usual, the surrounding noise was mixed, so Harpman’s voice could not be heard properly.

How many seconds have passed?

The blurry image gradually became clearer.

Inside the transparent crystal ball, he could see the figure of Harpman, bleeding and supporting himself on a table.

“Halfman? What the hell is going on!”

-Heog... heouk... It’s an attack... I guess...

I tried to speak while breathing heavily, but it didn’t look easy, probably because I consumed a lot of stamina.

Needless to say, Ray jumped up.

“Brother!”

“I’m fine, send a second person in the evening as scheduled!”

Without saying a word, he kicked the ground with mana.

‘I should have been careful.’

could think

It wasn’t anything unexpected.

From the point of view of the black room, Hafman is a hindrance.

It was natural to want to kill him.

A long line of blood appeared on the forearm of the bishop, who looked like a white jade.

He was not fatally wounded, but the cut was quite deep and he was bleeding profusely.

“Darkness! Have pity and lend a helping hand! Healing!”

A black mist spread around her.

He healed his wounds by hiding in the fog that took away not only sight but also hearing and smell.

Sixty-seven, who had come to his senses during that time, gnashed his teeth.

“Thanks to you, I had a dirty experience. In return, I will kill you as painfully as possible.”

He strode into the fog.

The woman’s presence had already faded and her voice had become inaudible, but it didn’t matter.

“Huh!”

he swung his sword Then, the fog splits along the grain.

The fog, once mixed with the wind and dispersing, began to disintegrate at a rapid pace.

‘The treatment isn’t over yet.’

If things continue like this, it is only a matter of time before the fog clears.

Seeing Sixty-Seven swinging her sword again and again to disperse the fog, she decided to attack first.

The bishop and priest, who had been hiding at the edge of the still intact fog and were looking for a chance, immediately attacked the sixty-seven as they approached.

There is no presence, no sound, no sight.

For him, it would feel like a knife came out of a blind spot.

A number of conversions that cannot be avoided or prevented.

‘It was eaten.’

I could sense it.

This attack worked.

Sure enough, the sword she threw out pierced Sixty-seven’s skin.

“Ugh!”

But his reaction was so quick that it gave me goosebumps.

The moment she thought the sword had touched her shoulder, she immediately turned her body and let it flow as little as possible, so her position was now clearly visible.

“Did you hide there!”

voice full of minutes.

As he stabbed the sword while bleeding, the sword entered the priest’s neck.

A peek through the fog.

The trace of the knife is drawn in my head along with the sixty-seven smile.

If this hits, you die.

In a fleeting moment that lasted less than a second, I felt my skin cool down.

An alarm bell rang constantly in my head, and even Danny’s consciousness was half paralyzed.

That moment.

A large bastard sword intervened from somewhere.

Thanks to this, the path of the sword that flew straight toward the priest’s neck was slightly deflected.

Kwaaaang-!

The bastard sword, unable to withstand the aftermath of the collision, was shattered.

Halfman’s hands trembled and he managed to get himself into position.

“Heo-eok... Heo-eok... Come to your senses... If you shake, we all die.”

Hafman’s palms were bloody as he spoke.

It was because he received the sword because he was forced to use the subject without mana.

Seeing this, the bishop and priest became cold-headed.

As Haffman said.

Now that the escorts are all dead, if you hesitate, everything is over.

At least they had to hold out until reinforcements arrived.

“You looked weak. It wasn’t like me.”

She got up from her seat and exhaled a long breath.

At the same time, the magic within her body wriggled in response.

It is his own magic that is denser than a fair amount of mana.

It was a burden to have to compete with the prosecutor one-on-one, but if you focus, there is nothing you can’t win.

That would be the case, as the man seemed to lack experience in black magic even if he didn’t know about other close combat.

“Darkness. Poison floor.”

The bishop priest, who created fog around Hafman, spread poison on the floor to prevent Sixty-Seven from recklessly narrowing the distance.

It was like a minimum defense for her.

Sixty-seven raised one corner of his mouth.

“Keuk. Like foolish bitches.”

It was true that magic was a little annoying, but there was nothing that couldn’t be dealt with.

He silently watched the bishop-priest’s sheep.