Chapter 1243 – 1243. The Dark Moon
It was early morning when the sun hadn’t risen yet.
Standing guard on top of the mansion, I narrowed my eyes and glared at the front. From far away, a cluster of lights is coming this way at a fairly high speed.
[Telescope]
He strengthened his eyesight with magic and confirmed the identity of the rapidly approaching group of lights.
It was a bike
More than 30 people were running, pedaling their bicycles furiously. Its speed was close to 300 km/h. It was clear that illegal modifications had been made to the bike.
I knocked on the mask and hit the radio.
“Room 212! No. 31! It’s an enemy!!”
-This is Room 212. The identity and location of the enemy?!
“About 30 people at least. They’re all riding illegally modified bikes. Arrive at the front gate of the mansion in about 3 minutes. It looks like you’re armed with a gun.”
– Illegal modification bike… ? Aren’t you wearing a mask with an angry expression?
“I’ll check.”
Concentrated mana in both eyes. My eyesight went up and I saw enemies more clearly.
“Room 212. As you said, everyone is wearing masks with angry faces.”
-It’s an angry cycle.
“Angry cycle?”
-It’s a biker group active around here. On the Internet, I heard that he was defeated in a power struggle and disappeared…. I think it must have been requested by the workers. I’m about to take one last bite and leave this city.
“Well, you won’t be able to continue living in this city even if you mess with the nobles….”
The area under the mansion is bustling. Looking down, the bodyguards who realized the appearance of the Angry Cycle are preparing for battle.
“Room 212. Even if the opponent is a biker, it’s too noisy. It could be a deliberate attempt to draw attention. Check the barriers in the room where the baron is staying, and prepare for emergencies. Cast auxiliary magic on your bodyguard friends.”
-Leave it to me. Because that’s my job
“No. 31. What about you Do you want to go out?”
– I’ll follow your instructions.
The voice of the 31st was calm. She only asked once because she has her fighting spirit, but she doesn’t seem to be interested in bikers.
“Protect Baron Ftelgar with Unit 212.”
-Okay.
After answering #31, the Angry Cycle crashed into the front door of the mansion. Sharpens his gun and throws a bomb. The bodyguards responded with the latest equipment provided by Baron Ptelgar.
‘No matter how bikers they are, they fight too haphazardly. There is no sign of being afraid of death. I can even feel the madness. This is one case. Drug.’
Open the astral
I can feel the mana around me, and the mana load is activated. So as not to use level 4 or higher magic, even level 3 magic adjusts the power and calculates the magic formula. As the mana runs through her mana rod, it transforms into her spell and becomes her magic.
[Fire Rain]
She casts 3rd degree fire magic.
Fireworks created in the air fall to the ground. Surprised enemies fall back. No matter how much the fighting spirit is heightened by drugs, he does not want to throw away his life like a moth to a fire.
‘As expected, its power is weaker than Fireball.’
However, Fire Lane’s purpose was to dominate the battle arena. I used the fire lane to give the bodyguards a chance to catch their breath.
– Thank you for your support. Thanks to that, the morale of those crazy people was also broken.
A radio message came from Captain Reikmak of the bodyguard.
“I just did what I had to do.”
– These guys. I took combat drugs. It’s not that easy to deal with. Can you help me with magic?
“I would have said. I do what I have to do.”
Fire support is the role of the battle mage. There were very few cases where he came forward and fought. This is because the wizard itself is a high-class manpower.
‘… After all, it’s just high-end consumables since I’m in the military.’
Click your tongue and clear your mind. Now in battle
“Heyahhhhh!”
Shouts one of the Angry Cycle bikers. It spread around like an epidemic.
“Yaaaaa!”
“Yeah ho!!!”
“Yahhhhh!!”
Bikers pedal their bicycles like crazy. But the bike wheels didn’t run. It waits quietly as if to conserve energy.
“Yaaaaa!!”
The bikers shout. It’s so loud that my ears hurt standing on the roof of the mansion.
‘Looking at the forage, it’s a fire moth…. No, it seems he decided to become a Zarani.’
The moment their bicycle wheels started to scrape the ground, I also used magic.
[Stone Wall]
Several walls rose from the ground. The wall was slightly slanted. The sprinting Zaranis couldn’t avoid the stone wall and ran off the wall and flew into the sky. They pedaled madly in the sky. However, the bike could not run through the sky and crashed down.
Its height alone reaches 10 m. No matter how much his physical abilities have been raised by combat drugs, he is a height that can inevitably result in injury if he falls.
Puck! Fuck! Puck!
The bikers fall without a moment. The bodyguards fired without mercy at the fallen and finished the confirmed kill.
‘I’m about half dead with this. The damage to the bodyguards is minimal. This battle will end soon.’
It was time to think about what to do next. Radio came from room 212.
-No. 211! Unit 31 is fighting!
“Are you fighting? No one ever went inside from outside the mansion! Where did you come from?!”
-I asked Baron Ptelgar, and it seems there was a secret passage that we didn’t know about!
“… Fuck.”
Profanity came out of nowhere.
We risked our lives to escort Baron Ptelgar, but the escort target, Baron Ptelgar, didn’t trust us at all.
I gulped and calmed my mind. Didn’t you know in advance that Baron Ptelgar didn’t trust us?
“What is the opponent’s level?”
-Looks like a 3rd class warrior. No. 31 is fighting. It doesn’t feel dangerous.
“That means No. 31 is winning. Do you need my help?”
-No. Are you okay. Take care of the outside
“Okay.”
I cut off the radio.
This often happens. And in this case, you have to be cool. I cannot abandon my work because my colleagues are in danger. Doing so will lead to irreversible worst-case scenarios. What I need to do now is to deal with the jaranis in front of me.
Whoops.
Mana moves.
I drew a pure white magic circle in the air. Casting speed is slower than directly manifesting magic, but it has the advantage of increasing the power of magic.
[Ice Spear]
A spear of ice shot from the center of the magic circle. The target the tip of the spear was aimed at was not the bikers, but the chief of the bodyguard, Reikmak. Reikmak, who was wary of me, was not taken aback and evaded the Ice Spear by tumbling back.
An ice spear embedded in the ground explodes, blowing cold air in all directions. The fresh blue chill froze the surroundings. Reikmak’s body was also frozen, but he shook his body and shook off the ice shards. It’s not that there is no damage. Reikmak’s body became dull. It means that the cold has invaded the body.
-… What is this? Is it a betrayal?
“You are the traitor. I just received a report that an enemy entered the mansion through a secret passage. You already knew about the existence of the secret passage in the mansion. Isn’t it?”
Reikmak is known as the captain of the bodyguard. Baron Ptelgar would not have promoted anyone to the position of captain of the bodyguard. He must have worked under Baron Ptelgar for roughly a few years, and he must have known about the existence of a secret passage in the mansion.
“Are you sure that’s enough to convince me that I’m a traitor? That’s absurd.”
“Is that why it isn’t?”
“No. You’re right.”
Rakemak kicked the ground. He punches the heads of the bodyguards by his side and smashes them to pieces before running towards me.
He shouted at the bewildered bodyguards.
“I will take care of the traitor Rakemak. You guys stop the Angry Cycle.”
The bodyguards continued the battle by firing their guns at the Angry Cycle. The bodyguards are probably trained by soldiers.
I narrowed my eyes and looked at Lakemak.
‘This is enough for a 3rd class warrior. He was hiding his skills.’
As if a monkey possessed it, it came up to the roof of the mansion in an instant. The way he used his body was even phenomenal. Because I don’t have any talent for sports, I can’t do that with pure physical ability.
“Resistance Echoes?”
“Why do you think so? Isn’t it normal to be suspicious of Bill Clarkson?”
“There is a limit to bio-bomb magic. A small animal like a mouse can manipulate its behavior, but when it comes to humans, the story changes. Because people have mana resistance and ego. It means that a warlock cannot manipulate a human who has become a bio-bomb.”
“So what’s the point?”
“The important thing is the timing to detonate the bio-bomb. It is a plan that can be perfectly successful only when someone inside the mansion gives the timing.”
“… Well, that’s right. It was the perfect plan. If only you hadn’t been suspicious of whores.”
“Did you hire Angry Cycle too?”
“Yes. Bill Clarkson doesn’t have the money to hire them. As soon as plans went awry, I hired them. This is a suggestion, but can you pretend you didn’t see it?”
“Why?”
“Baron Ptelgar must die here. That’s for world peace. As long as he continues to live, countless commoners will only be robbed and made fun of by him.”
“That is not my business. I do my duty.”
“… This is why I hate military baristas. It’s like a machine, not a human.”
Rakemak runs. I backstep and open up the distance. At the same time, I activate the magic I prepared during the conversation.
[Torrent]
Streams of water gushed upward from the feet of Lakemak. Water streams sharp like knives cut through Lakemak’s body. If it were a normal person, it would be a 3rd class water attribute attack magic that wouldn’t be strange even if the body was cut into pieces, but the raking ended at the level of cutting the skin.
[Ice]
The water freezes
Of course, the water soaking his body is no exception. He was forced to wear ice restraints.
“Haaaaa!”
He fired an aura with spirit. A transparent haze rises from his body. He lunged at me, his bloodshot eyes flashing.
I used telekinesis to attack him with shattering ice shards. It was useless. The ice shards couldn’t pierce the aura that wrapped around his body.
Step back. There was nowhere to set foot. My body fell from the roof helplessly.
“It’s over!”
Confident of victory, Rakemak raised his fist and ran towards me.
And we both stopped in mid-air.
I turned my eyes and looked at the mansion window. 212 and our eyes met. She stuck out her tongue and playfully squeezed her right breast with her hand. Sexual harassment in this situation. A little startled.
“What, what kind of magic did you use?!”
“I didn’t write it. A colleague of mine wrote it.”
