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Never touch Eldmia Egga - Episode 145

I don't need to reveal the names of those who are about to die..

There is no one to warn you not to touch, so why say my name? If I knew that they had at least a soul left to warn the living, I would be willing to tell them their names one by one, but that's not the case, so I don't want to go through the trouble of doing it..

It was meant to be this time too. Until I saw the armor worn by the mercenaries and the burning village through the telescope given to me by Gees..

"That's the same armor Delt was wearing.."

There was nothing to worry about. There was the armor that Delt was wearing at the time, which was insipid but seemed to fit its style. Even the design of the cloak they are wearing is the same. After that, I looked at a lot of armor, but I couldn't find anything similar to it, so those guys were clearly a mercenary group that was being trained, no different from Count Bosha's private army..

And in a very fucked up manner, after blowing up the entire village, they are proudly camping out in front of the pantheon..

Just like the devil army that attacked our village..

I handed Gees back the telescope and asked,.

"GS. What is the maximum altitude you can lower to??"

I could see that Asilier, who was in my arms, was looking at me with a strange expression, but since time was running out, I responded by holding her hand tightly. I don't have a crazy taste for jumping towards the ground every time I get on a flying dragon, and I'm not a suicidal person, so would I jump without thinking?.

I'm trying because it's worth doing. It's not difficult if you give it a little bit of support..

"When you get close to the ruins, it's only for a short time, but it's possible to reach the height of the second floor.."

"how long?"

"Uh... it's about a splash of water....?"

"understood. Don't worry about jumping. After I jump, I drop my sister off in the direction we came from.."

I was worried that Asilier might keep holding my hand, but fortunately, she seemed to have decided to trust me..

Asilier asked, looking at me as I stood up ready to jump..

"It's safe, right D.?"

"completely safe!"

She couldn't completely erase her anxiety, and I couldn't erase it, but what she said was clear..

I had already figured out how much my body, strengthened by magic, could endure and move. If it was at the height that Gees mentioned, it would be possible to jump forward without any delay upon landing..

Since everything was ready, I shouted at the top of my voice toward the burning ruins..

"Nice to meet you, you bastards!!"

It's a cry that contains only the truth.

In the sense that they had properly located Count Bosha's mercenary group, those guys were a welcome group of people. It is also true that they are bastards in the sense that they set fire to and looted a village of good civilians who had even erected a pantheon of wooden buildings..

And they may not have intended it, but it's true that that scene really hit my trigger switch..

Because of that last reason.

Because they were the ones who created a situation similar to the past when I had to helplessly lose everything..

Even if that wasn't what they intended, I had no choice but to shout..

"I am! Eldmia Egatha!"

I hope you remember my name even when you go to hell..

I jumped from the diving dragon.

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no one let down their guard.

The suddenly approaching movement of the flying dragon was already seen through the guards and quickly spread, and all the soldiers who were resting were fully prepared to face the unknown situation with their weapons in hand..

That's why they were able to laugh when the curse directed at them rang out..

The hero, who was not a dragon knight and was merely riding behind the pilot, seemed very angry, and did not pay much attention as he watched the flying dragon dive. Because other than the Drake Knight, there is no way to attack them from there..

It's just a threat.

Rather, by showing up in such a foolish way, it was as if even the advantage of a surprise attack was thrown away. Excluding the pilot, at best there would have been two more people on board, but he was just a fool who chose the wrong person to fly the aircraft..

Because I acted with such 'common sense', I was unable to react even when I saw with my own eyes a colleague in front of me being hit by an unidentified object and being torn apart like a rag..

It was only after the heads of three more people were taken off that I realized that the unidentified object was a person..

"It's a knight!"

Honestly, no one thought the attacker was a knight. That's because there are no articles that start with outright swearing. But since the meaning of the shout was clear, he decided to just think of it as a knight..

Auror user. Knight-level variables. The shout just now was nothing more than a condensation of all its meaning..

"Unite around the leader! Don't try to capture me alive! This is not an opponent you can beat with clumsy handling.!"

Eldmia Ega?

While giving orders, the leader desperately tried to remember who it was, but he couldn't figure it out..

Are you an adventurer? Or is it really a knight? Even if I turn over all my memories, no one comes to mind. So the leader ended up having the luxury of worrying during this time-sensitive situation..

3Why don't I know of a swordsman who is skilled enough to accurately decapitate four people, all except the first one, as soon as they fall from what appears to be a height of two stories? It doesn't even look that noticeable.?

They were sensitive to information. Because if you were going to secretly work to overthrow the royal family, you had to do that. So I thought about it.

"2The military, step down! Bring your bow! You... damn it!"

The price of meaningless worry was high. The enemy did not miss the slow movements of those who could not yet use Aurors, and showed off a ridiculous technique by cutting off the heads of the three in one blow who had only clumsily gathered together and were not even ready to complete the combination..

"monster, monster!"

"That's you guys!"

Having committed an act that would be surprising to any prosecutor, the attacker quickly closed the distance again and cut down the other 2nd group as if it were natural. It was a painful loss, but instead of running away from reality, the leader decided to accept that it was impossible to save everyone..

However, apart from that, there was nothing that could be done about the enemy's skills that had already been seen..

It is not an eccentricity that can be seen simply through a strengthened body. Thousands. No, it was a blow that could only be shown after tens of thousands of times of practice, overworking the body, and ingraining the 'cutting' motion into one's body..

It's just a cut carved after endless repetition. There is no need to even call it technology. Nevertheless, if it weren't for the enemy, the level of perfection would be enough to put down the sword and applaud..

Because I witnessed it. And because I understand.

The mercenary members who had a certain level of skill but were not yet able to use Aurors were all in fear..

It's not rain or anything. Therefore, it was not difficult to guess what kind of attack would follow, whether to give up the first strike or take the first strike..

but that was all.

If you give up the first attack, you will be cut faster than if you block, and if you take the first attack, you will be cut with a standard counterattack..

Even if you know it, you can't stop it, you can't avoid it..

"Where on earth did this come from?...!"

Those who awakened Aurors. Those who had gained enough experience in mercenary corps to be called mid-level still responded better. This is because the level is high enough to notice that the aura felt by the enemy is minimal..

I don't know how skillfully they were able to use that insignificant aura to make such movements, but those who judged that it was similar to them, but not superior, decided to trust the training and combat they had experienced..

However, the executives who judged the situation based on their courageous actions and looking at the enemy despaired. Not because of the strength of the enemy, but because it was certain that unexpected damage would be inflicted in this battle..

Someone who came up with the most realistic answer opened his mouth with difficulty..

"leader. Order 2nd team to flee..."

"I know what you’re thinking. But it is a hasty judgment.. "

A movement like that could never be made with just the felt aura. No matter how good your skills are, you cannot lift a rock that can accommodate 10 people by yourself. It's just something fundamentally different..

Like the enemy right in front of you right now.

Because he understood that the executive did not make the suggestion for his own safety but to minimize damage to other mercenaries classified as Group 2, the leader was not angry with him..

"Although he is strong, there is only one person. Take advantage of the 2nd team's distraction and strike with a coordinated attack.."

It would be a matter of finding out later whether it was someone who had connections with these slash-and-burn farmers or someone who knew their identity. Even if you don't know, someone among the nobles behind you probably knows the name Eldmia Egar... No, judging from her skills, it's impossible not to know..

"'It's our job."

The man who led the team had personally faced the king's 10 swords. In comparison, that attacker is infinitely shabby. The pressure I felt from the aura they emit does not exist..

The technology may be perfect, but it is clearly weaker than theirs..

"Goes!"

Clearly believing that they had worked together countless times in the past to defeat those stronger than themselves, they formed their formation and charged without any hesitation. In order to cut down the attackers who did not properly understand the level of those they were dealing with with their arrogance, and to resolve this unplanned chaos..

"2army! formation..."

As he was about to give orders to his soldiers not to interfere, the attacker, who seemed completely uninterested in them, suddenly turned his head and made eye contact with the leader..

"found."

I didn't hear a voice. His nerves were tense to the limit, and he relied on the torches flickering around him to read the shape of the attacker's mouth. But the leader felt like he heard a voice..

And I understood what that meant and sensed a crisis with goosebumps growing all over my body, but it was already too late..

The sword was already swinging around his neck when he realized that the attacker, who had penetrated at a speed that was easily twice the speed he had shown so far, had penetrated right in front of him, right in the center of the cadres who had spread out to surround him..

"you are the boss."

Without knowing whether it was first that his throat was cut or that he heard his voice, the leader's head rose into the sky..