Chapter 341: 341 340 Words on "Heroes for Food"

Red flames burned through the blue magic armor. As if the flames themselves had a will of their own, they sank their fangs into the armor and wrapped around it, trying to burn the person inside.

Normally, such a thing would not even be a distraction to Valerie. The magic armor she wears is said to have been created by the founder of magic who ruled the eastern frontier. The armor itself bears many myths. Valerie grabbed it with her own hands and made it obey her.

But the truth of the countless anecdotes about the magic armor is not important to Valerie.

What is important is that this armor is impervious to most blades and sorcery. It was made in the time of the gods, when magic was at its peak, so that level of protection was to be expected.

But what about now? What are these flames that burn my body? The armor that was supposed to block out the heat of the flames is now undeniably being eroded.

There's one name that comes to mind.

--Battlefield magic. It is said to have been wielded at the Battle of Sarnio. Great magic, reminiscent of the gods.

Valerie lets a breath escape her lips for a moment, then tightens them. It was like a habit. The rage in her chest froze quickly, bringing her back to her senses.

By nature, a person who could handle great magic would not be born so easily. And for her to attack me like this, as if she's targeting me. It's impossible.

But then again, impossible things can happen on the battlefield. Valerie knows that.

You've made a mistake. Valerie thought as she tipped her short hair back in her magic armor.

But even as she muttered to herself, there was no hint of regret in her core. Valerie believes that everything she did was her decision and that it was the right thing to do.

She believes that everything she did was her decision and the right thing to do. Valerie has never felt regret, although she has felt remorse. To that extent, she has confidence in herself.

That's why she was quick to move on to the next action. The flames that clung to her body were no longer mere magic. But the fact that it was feeding on the magic of the sorcerer was no different. Then let's kill the sorcerer first. We should.

The sorcerer is in the woods near here. In the bushes covered in dead snow. We already have a pretty good idea. The moment she was about to bare her fangs at her prey, flickering with the flames of blue...

--The black scarlet tears through the white and swings down to bite through the magic armor. With the might of a giant.

In a different direction than sorcery. New trick, fool.

A few questions and thoughts pop into my head. All of these thoughts flew away as Valerie drove her hips and turned her legs. I'm going to do it. It's not that I'm not a good person, I'm just not a good person.

One strike, two strikes, three strikes. The dull sound of heavy iron being joined echoed through the air. A series of sword fights, as if watching a magnificent demonstration. The black scarlet sword drew a line to slash the leg, and the blue leg tore through the air to intercept.

Valerie couldn't help but sigh. The flash of the sword is beautiful and delicate. And yet, it is both majestic and vicious, overwhelming the enemy. Her silver hair swept over her small body, but her strength was unimaginable.

No doubt. A strong man. A male who could not be compared to any other.

Valerie sucked in a breath of cold air, her consciousness tense. Her vision seemed to become clearer.

And so she accepted death in her heart with stupefying ease.

The sorcerer before her and this swordsman were both undeniably powerful. I don't know why such a man would follow the Old Ones, or even the Great Evil for that matter. But there is no doubt that he is your enemy here and now.

A predicament, but an opportunity. A foe strong enough to do that is standing right here. It's a coveted opportunity.

If you let them get away with this, they'll certainly become a barrier to your ideals. The pact I made with Richard. The pact I made with Richard to reclaim the great motherland. Valerie knew that would be a long way off.

That's why she's prepared to die. Those in front of her were the ones she had to face. If she showed even the slightest sign of fear, they would surely bite her throat out.

They were both breathlessly laying their swords and legs on top of each other, and when they reached the ten mark, they stepped out of the way without saying a word. Both of them understood that they would not be able to get anywhere with this.

Valerie bent her fingers lightly and re-clenched her fists. The bluish-blue color of the fist was dimmed by the light and ate away at Valerie's magic power. The demon ran through the armor like blood circulating.

This is the realm of magic armor. If you put more than enough magic power into it, nothing can penetrate it, nothing can't penetrate it. The strongest spear and shield. The one and only armor unearthed in the East.

Valerie's brow furrowed, but only slightly. Her mind was on the sorceress who was probably deep in the forest, but she didn't seem to be casting the same formula again. Can't he repeat it? Or maybe he was worried about involving the silver-haired swordsman.

But if he doesn't move, fine. In the meantime, it will all be over. The swordsman in front of her, the black and scarlet greatsword, made a sound as if it was pulsating. She's probably planning to do something. In other words, the next one is the last one for both of them.

A few seconds passed, and then their breaths came together.

--A series of arrows pierce the sky between them. At the same time, I hear the sound of warhorses clopping their hooves.

The Garlist Kingdom, and the elite soldiers led by Valerie. Even those who had been watching the battle from afar could see that the situation had turned disturbing. They were all galloping their horses hard to protect their masters.

Perhaps it was because he could see it, or perhaps he had decided to do it all along. The silver-haired swordsman swung his black and scarlet greatsword and thrust it straight into the earth.

Originally, there was no way the earth would say anything if the sword was simply bitten into. The sword just bites into the earth. But this time, it was different.

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The earth screamed loudly and even neighed as it crushed her body and sent pebbles flying. A cloud of dust rose up between Valerie and the swordsman.

Valerie was already running. Seeking her true form in the depths of the smoke, she swung a kick to kill her enemy. It was no longer just a blow, but a kick to kill even the flesh of a hexenbiest. It is not something that can be used against humans.

But of course, or maybe it's just bad luck. As Valerie ripped through the smoke, there was no longer a shadow.

Immediately, Valerii was surrounded by his lieutenant and his men. Valerie muttered the words in her mouth so that they would not hear her.

--What a missed opportunity. I can't let Richard down. I can only work in war.

I can only work in war.

"So why are you here? And why do you need to hide in the woods?

Queen of the elves and mistress of Ghazaria. Finn-Erdis whispered from deep within the forest. Her voice was slightly hard, and she seemed to be suppressing her emotions as much as possible.

The voice was directed at no one in particular. The Gazarian generals kneeling before Erdis and swearing their allegiance. They were normally fearless, but they must have been confused by Erdis's questioning words. For a moment, they choked on their words, their gazes wandering.

So, perhaps that's why Valette, Elddis' maid of honor, who was originally just following the army, opened her mouth before anyone else.

"Yes. Master Elddis. I have chosen to go through the forest as per the orders on the parchment you gave me. If the elves are to move in secret, the forest is the best place to hide.

Valet speaks for the general. The general nodded in agreement and continued.

I apologize for the delay. You can reprimand me as much as you like. I didn't expect Her Majesty to be on the battlefield herself. No, that's just another lame excuse.

And so all the generals bowed reverently. But Erdis naturally had no intention of reprimanding them in the slightest. Even with the diversion of Kalia and Fialat, it was thanks to them that they were able to easily retrieve Lugis from the snow. In addition, if we wanted to move safely from here on out, it would be better to have their help.

But... But apart from that, Erdis thought to himself.

Why are my men leading an army without my knowledge? As she holds Lugis' body slightly in her lap, Elddis says.

"...... Valet. You said as the parchment. Do you have it with you now?

Let me see it. And with that, Elddis opens her blue eyes wide. I had a hunch. A very, very interesting premonition. Valet tilted his head slightly, but without much resistance, he pulled a rolled up piece of parchment out of his waistcoat.

The parchment should have been in the hands of a general, but since Elddis had entrusted Valette with the management of her books and letters, she must have been in charge of it as well.

The parchment contained a request that I did not recognize, in a style of writing I had not seen before.

The request was for Jail Bella to be placed under the jurisdiction of the heraldic order. As a postscript, the reasons and necessary information. And so it was that the heraldic saint Mattia and the hero Lugis had agreed to this, and Erdis had heard about it.

The first corner of the eye is up.

The first thing you need to do. The first thing you need to do is to make sure you have the right tools. The first thing you need to know is that your eyes are flashing.

When you went to Flimsulat again, you did not return within the seven days that I was told, so I assumed that something had happened to you.

Erdis blames himself for that. I spent more time than I thought I would on the Flimsulat case.

The rest of the time he was unconscious, so he was unable to communicate with the spirits or explain the situation. A letter like this was sent to Gazalia without the head of state who should have been there. It is easy to imagine that it would have caused a great deal of confusion among the vassals.

Therefore, we cannot blame the vassals. They had done their duty.

But not the letter.

Erdis knows nothing of this letter. She didn't know what it said, she didn't even know it had been sent. And so Elddis already knows who made it up.

It was signed in coarse letters, Lugis. The saint Mattia was also a candidate, but there was no way she would cross the dangerous bridge of making such a letter, even with an ally. That would be too much of a blow to the heraldry.

Oh, so that's what this is all about, Lugis. Erdis's blue eyes flickered as he felt something hot throbbing in his chest.

Erdis slowly caresses the cheek of Lugis, who is breathing hard in his lap. At the same time, her cheeks lifted slightly.

It's okay, Rougis. I'm more than happy that you're counting on Gazalia. If you had told me to do it, I would have done it. So I don't care.

--So you owe me and Ghazalia big time. I'll never forget this day.

Erdis narrowed his blue eyes and muttered in his heart. She then carefully put away the parchment in her hand.

I'll never forget today. But Elddis never thought of waving it at Saint Mattia. I can't do such a waste.

This is something that should only be used to bind him alone.

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