The time it took for the beaten and kicked miko to become a mere lump of flesh, hovering in the air, seemed to be interminable, as if everything was happening in the water.
It was as if the whole thing was happening in water. "...... Are all the thoughts of an elven sorcerer similar?
It was a boring battle with nothing to offer.
The hand-armored soldier looked at Saaresaya with stony, heatless eyes.
The huge cuirass was dripping with blood as more and more fresh blood stained it.
All that remains is .............
"Fathers, give me strength to defend!
Saaresaya picked up one of the jewels she was wearing and slammed it into the ground.
Just as she thought the jewel had melted away.
Just as the jewel seemed to melt away, a light green eggshell-like barrier of light unfolded and enveloped Saaresaya.
"Huh?
The hand-armored soldier studied it for a moment, then struck with lightning speed.
Saaresaya stiffened involuntarily.
The light barrier flickered slightly and the man's fist stopped with a dull thud as if it had struck the ground.
Like the human race, the elven tribes have a habit of storing valuable magic items. They use them in case of important battles.
The magic item that Saaresaiah had just used was the Secret Stone of the Creaking Shell. Magic items that deploy barriers exist in general, but the Secret Stone of the Squeaky Shell is a particularly advanced one. It has been modified over a long period of time to make it more familiar with the forest so that it can borrow the power of the forest.
For a moment, Saaresaya was almost relieved.
But the hand-armored soldier, seeing that the impact of the light could not be broken even by striking, placed his right hand on the barrier with his fingers, and then placed his left hand on top of it.
"......【Fatal Contact】
Boom!
The soldier in the armor looked like he was about to be killed.
Outwardly, the hand-armored soldier appeared to be standing quietly with his hands at the ready.
But a powerful impact emanated from his hand, and he slammed into the barrier.
The barrier was not breached.
But it shook.
The barrier is quickly repaired, sucking up the magic of the earth's veins and the life force that fills the forest.
But...
"Swoosh. ......
Zing! Zun! The impact that seemed to resonate deep into the body was struck in succession.
Each time, Saaleesaya felt the barriers waver and gradually become unstable due to the sheer power. The power of the supporting forest was also weakened a little by the reckless use of great magic.
The blood drained from her veins.
Even this magic item, a treasure of the tribe, could only buy time.
Saaleesaya jumped to her feet, patted the grass beneath her, and cast a spell.
"Bug's Whisper!
At the same time, the thin bangle of vine attached to her wrist unraveled and stretched out its end, taking root in the ground.
This is a magic item called the "Knotweed Bracelet".
This item itself activates and maintains the natural magic "Bug's Whisper" for communication through the grass and the ground.
The person to whom the voice is delivered is the warrior chief of the tribe who is leading the attack on the front line.
This is Saaresaya! The Imperial Guard has reached my position!
All but me have been defeated. Please help me. ......!
"What the hell?
A voice that sounded like it had been turned inside out by the shock reached Saaresaya's ears.
"...... Chief Priestess, can you hold out for five more minutes?
Our tribal warriors fought valiantly, but were stopped in their tracks by the Empire's despicable strategy. ......
"Oh no, ......! I'm barely able to protect myself with the creaky shell stone!
......
It's no use, we must retreat! Warriors, protect the High Priestess!
A voice was heard crawling on the grass.
I'm not sure what to make of it, but I think it's a good idea.
It's a good idea to keep your eyes peeled for the latest news on the web.
"...... is that it?
On the other side of the wall of light, a hand-armored soldier who seemed to have sensed the situation from Saaresaya's conversation said coldly.
The impact of his hand is slowly eroding the barrier. In the aftermath of the attack, ripple-like scars were carved into the ground.
"Please ...... stop, please!
"If you surrender and become a prisoner of war, the empire will treat you as you deserve. If you surrender and are taken prisoner, the Empire will treat you well.
The hand-carpeted soldier replied to the retreating Saaresaya's plea, then ...... tilted his head slightly.
"...... Or are you suggesting that we stop fighting?
Saaresaiah affirmed it with silence.
As she looked into his stony eyes, Saaresaiah's hands broke out in cold sweat.
The cuirassed soldier, however, laughed it off.
'Nonsense.
"Power gets you everything, power protects you everything. The words of our Blue Warlord, ......, no, the Great Warlord.
...... Elves. You are powerless.
But if you become the flesh and blood of the empire, the empire will gain more power. It would have been a mutually beneficial transaction.