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Never touch Eldmia Egga - Episode 323

Heyri, who was flying at a low altitude to intercept the Orcs, caught a strange sound in his ears shortly after some of the Orc cavalry collided with troops on the ground..

The sound of a whistle followed by a crackling sound as if several whips were tearing the air. Even if one of the adventurers was using a whip, the sound was so strangely loud that Heyri looked away without realizing it, and soon had to believe her eyes as much as she believed her ears..

“What is that...?”

The sight of the heads of dozens of Orc cavalry being torn apart along with the demonic beasts they were riding while not even knowing what was happening was surreal, combined with the sight of a suddenly appearing huge dog destroying the forest and the Orc line at the same time..

None of the orcs survived as they bounced around in all directions as if they had been pierced by a powerful crossbow... no, a ballista. Nevertheless, I couldn't see what was attacking them. Since sporadic blast sounds are often heard in places whose location cannot be determined, one can only guess that they are projectiles of some kind..

So it was even more questionable. I can't even feel the mana, but the only thing that can perform such a magical attack is an expensive artifact. An expensive artifact that mercenaries or enemy adventurers can never afford..

But the surprise didn't stop there..

“Eldmia?”

There was a person who left the camp alone and wielded a sword. He looked like a perfectly normal person, but he acted more like a madman than anyone else, and was a madman even on the battlefield..

A swordsman who stands head-on against charging cavalry? If Heyri had seen him from the beginning, he would have thought he was an idiot who had lost touch with reality because he had been exposed to too many third-rate novels and heroic stories sold in the market..

The problem was that the person who acted like a fool cut down five Orc cavalry in an instant. As if to prove that this was not the beginning or the end, Eldmia swung his sword without stopping. It was hard to believe even when I saw it in person, the head of a large demon beast fell off and the torso of an orc was cut in half by a sword swinging with both feet planted on the ground..

Although Heyri was proud of his own skills, he was sure that he would get tired after performing such a trick just three times. He wouldn't be able to hold up a sword if he couldn't cut bone to bone accurately, and it would have been more efficient to throw another fireball into the enemy's face if he was going to make that effort. Although it is technically admirable, it is far from practical..

It would be a different story if it continued like that, but it was clearly something strange about Eldmia..

How many people in a real fight risking their lives can perform stunts that are no different from walking on thin ice as if they were breathing?.

“Even standing alone against the army...?"

It was nonsense to say that the opponent was a magician who prioritized his own life over the commands of his rider against the orcs who just rushed at him without any tactical strategy. It could not be underestimated as possible because there was a huge dog running wild as if in unison with him and an unidentified attack that pierced the orcs' heads..

The orcs and beasts, overwhelmed by the majesty of the huge dog, had already started avoiding that direction and were not even aware of the unidentified attack..

For a species called Ork, an attack carried out from an unseen place is nothing more than a cowardice and not something to be feared. Rather, it only stimulates their anger and burns hostility towards the target in front of them. Unless the majority are wiped out with attacks from a distance, the burden on those who must stop the orcs increases exponentially..

"Quiik!!"

"Bigeopan Ingan!!"

Just like the one shown right now. Even though not all orcs were targeting Eldmia, there was still the fact that the number was too large for one person to handle..

Even so, it was truly a monster with the instinct to show strength and weakness in not approaching the dog that was overwhelmed by its size, but Heyri knew well that this was only an impression since he could only see it from an objective perspective from the air..

If you face them from the front, you can't help but feel fear. Even if it were me, I would have done that. Even magic is not omnipotent in the face of such an offensive volume..

But Eldmia does not back down. It is true that there are many people in the world who have the same skills as him, but it is clear that someone who has reached that level as a boy who has not even had a coming-of-age ceremony yet can be counted within one hand even on an entire continent..

Even though the sight was an ally, it aroused not only wonder but also strange fear..

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The strange sensation changed into a strange sensation, and the nausea that was caused by the dizziness that felt like holding and shaking my head strangely stayed at a certain level and did not get worse for a long time..

The sensation of being swept away by a huge piece of cloth, with each and every fluff on my body connected to magical power, was certainly similar to what I felt when passing through the gate in the past, but this time, rather than being swayed arbitrarily, I was connected to the needles. It was an incomprehensible sensation even though I was moving..

The needles move as easily as newly added limbs. Because I couldn't identify my enemies, I couldn't target the orcs that passed me, but they were accurate enough to always leave a hole between the eyes for those that came into view..

Every time I continued the battle, my whole body felt like it was burning and creaking, but apart from that, the movement of cutting down the enemy was lighter than ever..

But more than all the symptoms, the biggest question was the magical power that was being used profusely..

The difference is clearly felt. Until now, it felt like I was just scooping up water from a river called magic and using it, but now it's closer to the feeling of swimming in the river and playing in the water as I want, so I can't not know without knowing..

The problem was that I couldn't understand why this was possible..

As it is, no matter how efficiently the magic power is burned and used using the magic engine, this cannot happen. My current magical power engine only allows me to use 10 magical powers with an efficiency of 15, rather than increasing the total amount to 20 or 30..

Could it be that excessive load on the horsepower engine was the catalyst? Several hypotheses passed through my mind, but I didn't have the time to think deeply right now and there was no way I could come up with a correct answer, so I cleared my mind as quickly as possible..

Luckily it wasn't difficult. All my thoughts disappeared in an instant just by facing the demonic beast that was rushing at me with its mouth open to bite my head off..

"...!"

I think the devil barked, but I can't say for sure because I can't hear. As I swung my sword, feeling the magical power spreading exquisitely, the demonic beast with its mouth wide open was cut into pieces. Even this is different from usual. The cutting power was excellent from the beginning, but the magic power required for this sword had to be at least twice the current level..

If my senses were at least somewhat normal, I would have been able to examine it closely, but since it is one of the most unpleasant things, even if I did it myself, I have no idea how I did it. In the first place, I didn't have the ability to fine-tune anything, so I just moved on as usual, but even though the situation was gradually improving, my insides were burning..

I'm sure it's one of the biggest hints for me to become stronger in the future, but I can't help but be thrilled because I'm about to miss that hint..

Still, I decided to be satisfied that the orcs' momentum had been broken by the last death of the demon beast, so I retrieved the needles and adjusted my posture. Then, the allies behind him took a step forward..

He didn't just watch me fight in front of him and then sneak out. Even if all the needles and Leica were used, it was impossible to stop all the Orcs, so there were quite a few Orcs who rushed into the camp. On the contrary, after I committed a one-sided massacre, there were orcs who ran backwards to avoid me, just as they were avoiding Laika..

In the process of dealing with them all, it was not difficult to notice that the morale of the allies who were running toward Moralbang had recovered. On the contrary, the Orc cavalry, perhaps feeling a threat to their lives, lost their aggressive attitude at first but became extremely wary and hesitated..

It was the same not only for the orcs but also for the demonic beasts they were riding. Fearing that they were raised by orcs, they had a passive contempt for the weak, running away quickly from creatures that seemed stronger than them and only targeting those that appeared to be weaker than them..

It really didn't look the same, but I felt at ease because it seemed like the end of this fight was in sight. Even if these guys weren't all of them, it was clear that they had escaped the immediate crisis..

Despite the confrontation for about ten seconds, there was no significant movement, so I made direct eye contact with him and stabbed the needle between the eyes of the growling demon beast, and the orcs began to run away as if the confrontation just before had been a lie. It seems that his will was broken in the beginning, but he was unable to do anything due to the artillery fire pouring in from behind..

There was no need to chase after. Just like the previous orcs, they ran away like salmon, retracing the same path they came from, and the dragon knights were still dropping fierce bombardment on them, so they died on their own. At that level, even if you escape alive, it won't be much of a force..

After seeing the guys who were trying to run past the barrage turn and run away, I let go of my nerves and sat down on the floor..

"...!"

I still couldn't hear, but the vibration I could feel on my skin told me that there was a shout coming from behind..

As I stopped using my magic while watching the orcs moving away through the flames, my entire body felt weak, like a machine that had been discharged. I wanted to hold on to my spirit a little longer and take the time to understand my body's current state, but my body and mind were already at their limits..

Still, I tried to keep my sanity, but as soon as an unknown hand touched my shoulder, I collapsed as if in a faint..