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Never touch Eldmia Egga - Episode 421

[421[Tuesday] A nightmare overflowing from the West

The moment Division Commander Iraf broke through the clouds, he burst into laughter at the magical power felt from the human command post..

It is surprising that the human race possesses magical power, and even its level is unusual. If it were a demon, the level of magic power is expected to be such that they would have taken him right away and confirmed his talent..

"Even if I wanted to, I couldn't know.."

"yes?"

"I'm just talking to myself. Get ready. throw."

Iraf smiled and took out the javelin he had brought with him, took a deep breath and struck it down with all his might..

What I'm aiming for is the guy's head.

Attempting to do this while riding on a flying dragon was an unfamiliar experience for him, but it seemed like there was nothing that couldn't be done considering that he was aiming at an enemy in the lowlands and throwing it from a running horse, so the attempted attack flew towards the target..

Although it was an order to capture or kill, there was no indication that capture was the priority, so it was a blow thrown with the intention that it would not matter if she died in this attack, but surprisingly, Eldmia narrowly avoided the javelin that contained her sincerity. With a brief tremor, the human command center was turned upside down, but Iraf did not pay any attention..

If you narrowly avoid it like that, you can definitely kill it on the third time. Iraf, thinking that the task might end more easily than expected, quickly drew out the second javelin and threw it quickly, barely even aiming. But that doesn't mean he just threw it. Since the first throw has already gone well, he just trusts his intuition and skills..

In fact, the second attack also flew accurately, and Iraf immediately took out the third javelin without even checking that Eldmia was dodging. It would be nice if I got hit and died, but there is a high probability that I would avoid that. So, as soon as you figure out where to avoid, throw it and finish it off for sure..

With that in mind, a loyal subordinate warned him as he was fully prepared..

"Division commander! It's hard on the dragon.!"

"If that thing doesn't die, it won't end well...."

And then something unexpected happened. Iraf took his eyes off Eldmia for a brief moment, then fixed his gaze again and tilted his head when he saw that the javelin he had thrown was in Eldmia's hand, not the ground..

'Could it be that he caught what I threw??'

It's not impossible, but it's close to a feat..

His javelin throwing skills were so famous that even within the Demon King's army, he was called Iraph, the Light Thrower. No matter how far away it is, it is by no means at a level that someone with that much magical power can easily capture it with just one attempt. Even if he catches it, it is realistic for him to be dragged by the javelin and fly away. It was an extremely cool-headed assessment, not conceited or arrogant..

The situation in which they were aiming at him in an attempt to catch it was so unfamiliar that Iraph was unable to make the right decision for a moment..

And the light shot out.

"shit!"

The price of late judgment was high. Unable to properly prepare for the unexpected counterattack, Irauf had to sacrifice the entire javelin bag he was carrying..

Fortunately, the javelin itself did not shatter because the spear shaft was specially made of Majanggeum, but it could not prevent the leather bag from tearing and rainwater falling. Iraf, who managed to free the two javelins he was holding with all his strength, looked at Eldmia in surprise at the tingling sensation he felt through his palms..

"Is it true that it wasn't luck that I survived until now?!"

My blood boiled naturally as I looked at the guy who had not stopped with the previous attack, but had pulled out a javelin stuck on the ground and was aiming it at me once again. How long has it been since you meet a fierce opponent who tries to fight you head-on with a javelin? Even though they were enemies, they were a people I really liked..

"This time it won't be as easy as you think."

Iraf, who was thinking about this and preparing to receive an attack, realized that Eldmia's aim was slightly different..

hmm? Looks like you'll have to move your aim a little more to the side to hit me....

"...Oh, that coward! Take care of the drake...!"

Before his warning could be finished, the javelin that had escaped Eldmia's grasp struck in an instant and tore off one of the dragon's shoulder blades..

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"It's not fucking easy. I tried to pierce the head."

If I had realized sooner that the javelin, which I thought was just a piece of metal, might actually be a piece of magic metal, there would have been a way to increase the speed, but I was moving so quickly that I couldn't think about it. Still, it was a foregone conclusion that the guys, whose speed and altitude had clearly decreased thanks to properly penetrating the dragon's shoulder area, were kissing the floor..

"Oh my god, I never thought I would take that...."

Lanje, who was still nearby, responded that it was ridiculous, but I didn't do it because I wanted to either. I just didn't want an ending where I just rolled to avoid the explosion from that guy's attack and died from a javelin..

"I just chose a method with a higher probability of buying more. I don't think that guy will just leave like this.."

It is true that the situation was extremely precarious, but the flying dragon was steadily descending and heading towards the command center. This might be enough to make him take a step back, but seeing as how he doesn't know how to give up, he must be either quite confident in his abilities or possesses fierce loyalty. If you look at the javelin throwing tail and the amount of magic power, the former is unconditionally fixed, so it may be both..

"Damn it, I'll get some armor and come back. Don't overdo it.!"

'Once that thing arrives, I have no choice but to do whatever it takes.' The word did not appear. This is because I felt very reassured by the knights who came in as if they were swapping places with Lanje, who was hastily moving away..

Among them were those wearing powered suits who had accompanied Esmueh when she visited the kingdom. Although according to her explanation, it was an auxiliary device for knights with slightly less skills, from the outside, it looked like it could be believed to be humanity's ultimate weapon, so the sense of stability they gave was incomparable to that of most knights..

But what was even more reliable than that was their attitude of not letting down their guard just because a flying dragon was flying..

Since they are demons with superior strength on average compared to humans, they react more seriously to actions that would be considered crazy if taken by humans. It was truly a wise decision..

Even while I was secretly admiring the fact that the kingdom wasn't just protecting its border, the flying dragon was steadily closing the distance. It still has a high altitude, so while everyone was tense and keenly aware of what kind of attack it would attempt, the flying dragon arrived above our heads.,

"That... why do you just leave??"

An unknown knight flew past us as if he were saying something full of curiosity. The knights were puzzled and followed the dragon with their eyes, and I had a sudden realization and felt like I was receiving mirror treatment..

Ah, this is how it feels when something happens to me.

"Everyone spread out! The enemy jumped off the drake.!"

In the midst of the sudden outbursts, all I could do was shoot all the needles except the bamboo needles at the owner of powerful magical powers and commands that seemed like power..

A buffalo horn was diving from the sky with a javelin in each hand..

Honestly, even I didn't expect it. Jumping from a height that could be as high as a ten-story building without any means of slowing down is, even with my current sense of knowledge, bordering on suicide..

However, judging by the way the buffalo horn, which was finally able to see its face, was smiling as it swung the javelin in both hands and struck out the needle, there was no way it would have died like that unless it felt a sense of accomplishment from the perfect suicide it had attempted..

The knights who didn't listen to my shout simultaneously adjusted their weapons and turned their attention to the enemy above their heads, but they were unable to respond properly because they were only a few seconds late in understanding the crazy guy's attempted dive..

"I!! The one who shoots light, the 7th division commander of the Demon King's Army! Irafda!!"

A javelin is fired like lightning with a loud shout..

"this dog..."

It was really unfair, but I had no way to catch it this time, so I had to throw myself to the side again..

-Kwaaang!!

The pile of dirt exploded and flew, and the moment my body floated, what I saw was the appearance of a demon calling itself Iraph landing on the ground after throwing a javelin..

That crazy guy picked up the javelin he had thrown as if he had just jumped from a bunk bed and rushed towards me, ignoring the encirclement that had turned upside down..

"Let me see your skills, Eldmia.!!"

Using the recoil from the impact of the explosion as it bounced on the floor, I flipped to the side, pulled out a needle, and threw it between the eyes of the guy who was recklessly attacking me. It was an attack so desperate that I could confidently say that this was the first time a needle had been used and more magic power had never been used..

Is it because the tension has reached such a peak that it is impossible to even think of blowing the whistle and attempting a bluff right now? In a world where even the fluttering dust appears slow, only thoughts flow like bullets..

If you swing an ax in front of that guy, it will fall. Making a quick decision, I pulled out the ax I was carrying on my back and threw it to the side instead of at the guy and drew my sword..

The force he showed while barely making that short movement was painful. As if to show off his power, the needle struck with the tip of the javelin, which he stabbed with one hand, bounced off after very little resistance, and the three knights, who had adjusted their stances just as quickly as me, looked at the swords swung from the side as if they were no big deal. He swings his javelin, bounces it away, and even counterattacks. Although the attack did not cause fatal injuries, it was enough to tie them down..

I don't think I've even met the centurion, so what's the order??

It was a sight that made me lose confidence, but I tried to smile and keep my posture. I didn't know how to deal with a bastard who could make a hole in my armor even if I used a spear with just one hand and attacked him with one in each hand, but I couldn't just die without being distracted..

The buffalo horn, completely unaware of my feelings, put the short spears in both hands on its waist like a lance, lowered its stance, and increased its speed even more, shouting..

"ha ha ha! Have fun! Eldmia!"

Did you think I was enjoying this situation because I was smiling? I'm so shocked that my expression automatically turns sour..

"I laughed because it was so fucking stupid, you idiot.!"

I corrected his fucking misunderstanding by bouncing upward the two javelins that had been thrown at me to pierce a hole in my chest, and then swung my sword to cut off at least one of his fingers..