Clash 2

"Oh my, kid, you're quick on the uptake."

Solitär covered her mouth and chuckled, then her expression turned cold. Dozens of cone-shaped longswords suddenly appeared in the sky, surrounding Rienta and the others.

"However, if I see you attempting to attack again, I will cut off your hands, rendering you incapable of fighting."

"The only thing you need to do is answer my questions."

At this point, Solitär seemed to remember something and murmured to herself:

"Huh? Cutting off your hands doesn't seem to affect anything, right? As long as you can still talk, that's fine."

At this moment, Stark, who had been standing behind Rienta, moved.

His powerful physical strength gave him tremendous explosive power.

In the blink of an eye, he had already rushed in front of Solitär.

He swung his Poleaxe horizontally.

Clang!

A roaring sound rang out.

Stark's attack was blocked by a conical longsword.

Solitär smoothly took the cone-shaped longsword in her hand with one hand.

Looking at Rienta, she said softly, "Young man, your companion is quite impolite."

As soon as he finished speaking, the cone-shaped longsword that was floating in the sky split into five and rushed towards Stark.

Rienta smiled somewhat helplessly.

With a step forward, more than ten Hexagram-shaped Magic Array Pattern were instantly constructed.

The Candle-Clasping Blade, carrying purple lightning, and the Azure Green Duckweed Sword, surrounded by illusory longswords, shot out from it.

They arrived first despite being late, and a thunderous clang of metal clashing rang out.

Stark also took the opportunity to retreat.

Solitär did not pursue, but instead watched with interest the swords and blades that kept rising and falling around Rienta's body.

"Interesting."

Humans are amazing!

"Young man, you still haven't told me your name."

"Your magic is..."

To be honest, this was the first time Rienta had ever encountered such a talkative Demons.

From the moment we met, he kept rambling on about all sorts of random things.

He was clearly a ruthless executioner, yet he claimed he just wanted to chat with them.

After Rienta cast the [Rho Aias] on Stark, she directly interrupted Solitär's speech.

"You're so noisy."

Solitär was taken aback, her expression instantly turning grim.

It just wants to chat with humans and learn more about them.

What's wrong with that?

This interesting human boy actually dared to say it was noisy with such disdain?

It's just... just so... so funny!

Solitär's expression was unpredictable, changing several times in a short period of time.

In the end, he looked at Rienta with great excitement.

"?"

Rienta was stunned.

He was momentarily frightened by Solitär's gaze, which resembled a pie chart.

Wasn't I insulting it?

Why is it suddenly looking at me with such excitement?

This Demons seems a bit off!

"Macht..."

On the other side of the forest, Dunkel looked at his teacher walking towards him and called out softly.

Macht walked until he was about five meters away from Dunkel before stopping.

Instead of bowing as usual, he simply said with a calm expression:

"Lord Dunkel, I'm leaving this place."

Then, looking at Frieren next to Dunkel, he continued, "Where are your disciples?"

Dunkel, somewhat puzzled, asked, "Why ask them?"

Macht was also somewhat puzzled as to why Dunkel would ask such a question.

Even though I've seen its memories, I still can't understand its actions.

"Of course, it's to kill everyone in this area who knows me, and then start the experiment again elsewhere."

"The fewer people who might disrupt my plans, the better."

"Next time, I'll definitely..."

"Rienta and the others went to deal with the Demons that broke the Barrier."

Frieren spoke calmly and directly revealed the whereabouts of Rienta and the others.

Macht nodded, about to say something more.

Dunkel lowered his eyes and called out Macht's name once again.

"Macht."

"I knew all along that you couldn't restore [Golden Land]."

Even so, I still hold onto a sliver of hope.

"I can never completely forget that teacher who was so dedicated to Weise."

"But if you're planning to leave here,"

Dunkel summoned his Staff, pointed it at Macht, and continued, "There is no reason for you to continue living. I must personally eliminate the threat to humanity."

Macht glanced at Frieren, then fixed his gaze on Dunkel.

As Dunkel's coach, he naturally knew Duncan's abilities very well.

"... Are you serious?"

He didn't quite understand who gave Dunkel the confidence to say that.

It couldn't be Frieren, could it?

Macht glanced again at Frieren was standing there quietly.

Well, Mana is just an ordinary First-Class Mage.

If it's not Frieren, then who could it be?

Dunkel slightly raised his head, looked directly at Macht, and said:

"I have not fought you until now, not because I am afraid, nor because I cannot win."

"It's because I hope the story here can have a better ending."

"I know perfectly well that this is just an unrealistic fantasy, but I still..."

Macht for a long time but still couldn't figure out why Dunkel was so confident.

It's just a human being with a short lifespan.

Just then, it was also preparing to leave.

We don't need to adhere too much to the previous attitude.

"Excuse my bluntness, but what you're saying sounds to me as if you could defeat me."

Dunkel smiled and replied, "Whether I can beat you or not, we'll only know after we play."

"I've been preparing for this day for a long time."

"It's strange, even though I've abandoned this homeland, I haven't neglected to hone my magical skills."

Macht declined to comment on Dunkel's self-deprecating humor.

However, it can satisfy Dunkel's desire to fight.

A massive amount of Mana erupted from Macht, creating waves of energy.

As Dunkel faced this Mana, rays of light appeared around him.

[Katosvia] -- A magic spell that can summon arrows of light.

"It's been so long since I've felt this close to death."

"Unlike before, I am now very clear about the gap in strength between us."

Even so, I still believe I can find a sliver of hope to defeat you.

After saying that, Dunkel paused for a moment, his tone tinged with self-deprecation, and said:

"It seems I'm a bit more stubborn than I thought."

Macht looked at Dunkel, who was exactly as he remembered him, and a smile curved his lips.

"You've always had this kind of personality."

On the side.

Frieren waited for the two to finish speaking.

After all, Macht was Dunkel's mentor, so she couldn't say much.

But they talked for far too long.

What's the point of talking to a Demons who spouts nonsense?

The [Large-Scale Composite Barrier] has been dispelled, and the [Golden Land] is spreading continuously every moment.

This is definitely not a good time to chat!

Seeing that neither of them intended to continue speaking, Frieren pointed to the tip of Macht's Staff, and a white light shone forth.

The Hexagram-shaped Magic Array Pattern was instantly constructed.

[Demon-Slaying Magic].

A blazing beam of Mana erupted, aimed directly at Macht.