Fierce Battle in the Village
While Fern and Methode are locked in a fierce battle.
At the entrance to the village.
Rewerdi stood there, holding four longswords, stunned.
The village in front of me looked very familiar; it was the very village where I had deliberately left a trap.
But how did I get here?
Weren't we just discussing things related to humanity?
Suddenly, fragments of memory appeared in its mind.
While in the fortress city, You'en said that the magic squad had already split up as planned.
One warrior and one mage were responsible for staying behind to guard the village.
The other four mages headed to the fortress city where they were hiding.
As planned.
It and You'en headed to the village.
The four mages were to be stopped by Road Demon A and Road Demon B.
After it finishes dealing with the people left behind in the village, it will then deal with the remaining mages together.
"Speaking of which, have these two guys always had such casual names?"
Rewerdi shook his head, temporarily suppressing the inappropriate thought, and slowly crawled towards the village, twisting his snake body.
In its memory, You'en had already quietly infiltrated the village, transformed into a human cub, and was waiting for an opportunity to make a move.
In the village, at the entrance of the church.
An undisguised Mana aura appeared in Genau's Detection Magic.
Four-Sword Style
The superior man descends from the snake.
Genau straightened up and coldly looked in the direction from which the Mana came.
"Stark, the enemy is here."
Stark gripped the axe handle and, following Genau's gaze, saw the human-snake hybrid, a Demons several meters tall, wielding a longsword in each of its four hands, approaching the two of them even while crawling.
Seeing the ready-to-fight Genau and Stark, Rewerdi chuckled and said:
"As expected, a warrior and a First-Class Mage remained in the village."
"It's Rewerdi," Genau said softly.
"This guy is..."
When Stark first saw this Demons, he had some guesses in his mind, and Genau's words confirmed his suspicions.
Rewerdi was taken aback, not expecting that this First-Class Mage would know its name.
You seem to know me.
"That First-Class Mage over there, haven't we met somewhere before?"
Who are you?
Genau did not answer Rewerdi, but simply kept his gaze fixed on Rewerdi.
"Stark, it's time to go in."
"Remember, don't try to take its slash head-on. If you get hit directly, you might be sent flying."
Rewerdi's face darkened as he coldly stared at the human First-Class Mage was completely ignoring him and instead arranging tactics.
"Hey, I'm asking you who you are."
Genau's gaze was cold as he said softly, "Do you announce your name when you exterminate pests?"
Pests?
Me?
Rewerdi found it somewhat absurd, twirled his longsword, and said:
"Your understanding is really distorted; it's a wonder we can even communicate with language."
Having said that, he pointed his two long swords directly at Genau and continued:
"But since you are unwilling to talk, then I will carry out the so-called pest extermination."
After seeing Rewerdi's move, Stark asked, "If I can't take it head-on, what should I do?"
Genau paused for a moment, then said, "As a warrior, you must know some technique for deflecting force, right?"
At this point, Rewerdi no longer wanted to listen to the conversation between the two pests in front of him.
He charged toward Genau and Stark, brandishing four longswords.
Stark crouched slightly to dodge the longsword aimed at his neck, then used the handle of his axe to block another longsword attack and swung it at Rewerdi, but it was easily blocked.
He can certainly relieve the pressure.
After parrying another attack from Rewerdi, Stark said urgently, "But in that case..."
Before he finished speaking, three longswords in Rewerdi's hand shot straight at Stark's vital points.
After receiving the attack, Stark dodged to create distance, but then realized that Rewerdi did not pursue him, but instead launched an attack on Genau.
Stark was only slightly taken aback before running straight towards Genau.
When--when--.
The axe blade clashed with the sword blade, sparks flying everywhere.
Stark and Rewerdi each created some distance between themselves.
"In that case, I won't be able to protect you."
Stark's gaze was fixed on Rewerdi, and taking advantage of this moment, he finished speaking before he could finish.
Genau said calmly, "You don't need to protect me. Don't let my magic fool you; I'm quite skilled in close combat."
Upon hearing this, Rewerdi's lips twitched slightly. Then, his snake body moved slightly, and he flashed towards the Human Mage who claimed to be very good at close combat.
As before, Stark blocked all the attacks.
But instead of creating distance and looking for an opportunity as before, Rewerdi took the chance to raise a longsword high, and a Mana suddenly appeared on the sword.
Then it slashed directly towards the location of Genau.
Stark and Genau had already sensed something was wrong, and they immediately distanced themselves from Rewerdi the moment he made a move.
Rewerdi's slash missed, the ground shattered like a spider web, and countless stones flew into the air.
Contrary to his usual behavior, Genau stopped dodging and instead charged towards Rewerdi.
After several leaps and turns, Genau floated in mid-air behind Rewerdi.
"The magic of the Demons is not the only thing capable of creating things that should not exist in this world."
"[The Magic to Control Black-Gold Wings]."
Two dark shadows suddenly appeared behind Genau, then transformed into two enormous wings.
Rewerdi looked up at the mage in the night sky and murmured:
"[The Magic to Control Black-Gold Wings]?"
"Interesting."
Having said that, Rewerdi could no longer suppress a sickly smile.
The anger he felt earlier had vanished, replaced only by the joy of seeing a strong prey.
Isn't this exactly what it wanted to see?
Demons feed on humans.
It is no exception.
The reason so many corpses were left behind was to provoke humanity and to disperse them.
There is no shortage of geniuses among humankind.
Often, a mere few decades of cultivation can equal the cultivation of Demons over hundreds of years.
It's not fair, but it's the truth.
Even with its current strength, it would be a very troublesome matter if too many human experts came.
That's why so many corpses were left behind after the attack on the village.
Humans are very strange creatures.
Even though the corpses were completely useless, a number of people were always left to guard them.
Although there were quite a few people present, the situation remained under its control.
Just as he expected, only two people remained in the village.
A warrior of decent strength.
A First-Class Mage.
After he and You'en dealt with the two, a feast consisting of four First-Class Mages awaited his favor in the forest.