The Silent Six Months

This was a vast forest.

The forest covered an enormous area. Even from above, it was impossible to see its end, as if it were an endless sea of trees. Lush trees filled every corner, radiating an air of vicissitude, antiquity, and tranquility.

In this forest, a girl stood.

She was around sixteen or seventeen years old.

The girl had short pink hair that reached her shoulders, its strands exceptionally smooth. Her features were delicate, and she possessed an intelligent, serene, and slightly innocent air, creating an incredibly wondrous atmosphere. She was like an angel from a dream—rather than beautiful, she was almost ethereally lovely.

Yet this ethereally lovely girl wore revealing armor resembling a skintight suit, outlining her exceptionally curvaceous figure in an alluring manner. Her arms, thighs, and shoulders were directly exposed to the air, her fair skin reflecting the sunlight and giving people the urge to lean over and take a bite.

However, this beautiful and incredible girl was also gripping a heavy Cross Shield nearly as tall as she was.

When she held the shield in her hands, the aura of this originally ethereally lovely girl changed completely. She became like a battle-hardened knight—valiant and strong.

The girl planted the shield beside her and stood quietly, her eyes tightly shut. Only her delicate face revealed an extraordinary seriousness and solemnity, as though she were facing a formidable enemy, waiting for something.

Very soon, what she had been waiting for appeared.

"Awwoo!"

"Awwoo!"

Accompanied by one savage howl after another, the forest's tranquility was shattered.

"----"

The girl abruptly opened her eyes, her gaze turning sharp.

Then the girl saw it.

"Rumble..."

Amid the trembling of the earth, an army of monsters charged in from every direction of the forest.

It was an army composed of Lizardmen,