Chapter 403 I Think You Should Just Smile (2)
I sensed at that moment.
Stealth could no longer be maintained from here.
Then, focus on controlling it without letting it burst.
Selection and concentration!
As I did so, the fist-sized magic missile instantly grew huge.
Large enough to instantly swallow not just me but a person too.
Peeeeeng-
The rotating magic missile made an ear-splitting noise.
While also emitting dazzling light.
Oban VanKloss, who had been focusing on something, quickly turned to look this way.
And the summons guarding around him reacted immediately.
"Krarararak!"
Spirit beasts that looked like wolves with long heads and no fur.
Those huge spirit beasts ran madly towards us.
Their momentum was not to be underestimated.
And I shouted once more.
This time out loud.
"Ssaraaah!" (Fire!)
Peeng.
This time it wasn't fired slowly.
Just like a beam.
Light filled the huge pupil of this natural cave.
The charging spirit beasts were swept away in the magic missile's path.
「You have killed Spirit Beast Eleanor.」
「You have killed Spirit Beast Eleanor.」
「You have killed Spirit Beast Eleanor.」
「You have killed Spirit Beast Eleanor.」
「You have killed Spirit Beast Eleanor.」 Stay updated through My Virtual Library Empire
All five were deleted.
The still unexploded magic missile also reached Oban VanKloss.
Oliver should have retreated well.
Just in case, I shared Isil's flame immunity.
And, a huge explosion occurred.
「Your level has increased.」
「Your level has increased.」*「Your level has increased.」
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And Obern.
The man who left with the mission to climb the ventilation shaft and fire the flare.
Sticking close to a special class criminal.
Or going out just to fire a flare.
At first glance, the latter seemed much easier, and Obern secretly thought so too.
But things in life never go as predicted.
Obern was experiencing hell.
While climbing up the narrow ventilation shaft looking for a manhole, who would have thought some strange monster would jump out from inside the shaft.
He had no way of knowing it was a summon called Spirit Beast Eleanor and no need to know either.
What mattered was that an ambushing summon was trying to catch and kill anyone passing through the passage.
"Waaaaaaah!"
With no one watching, Obern screamed freely.
He used magic recklessly.
Shot five magic missiles in succession.
Pop pop pop pop pop!
Magic missiles as powerful as thrown iron balls pounded the spirit beast.
But the spirit beast didn't fall.
"Kueoeoeoek!"
And it raised its claws to climb up the ventilation shaft.
"Di-die! Die!"
Obern felt his magic skills had improved dramatically.
For magic to burst out even in such an unstable situation.
And high-level elemental magic at that.
He breathed flames at the spirit beast chasing from below.
Whoosh!
For a moment Obern thought he might become roasted too.
That's how strong the heat was.
Then the spirit beast hit directly by the flames shouldn't be fine either.
"Kuek, kueoeoek!"
But it was.
Blisters bubbled up on its smooth skin, but its limbs neither burned nor shriveled.
The flesh sizzled and stuck to the heated ventilation shaft walls as it climbed.
Nevertheless, it climbed up just fine.
"Heuk, eok!"
Obern climbed like mad.
Usually he hates the snake, but today he's grateful.
Isn't he climbing so well because the snake consistently trained his physical strength?
No, come to think of it, it was the snake who sent him alone this way.
Hateful, the snake is hateful.
Obern advanced with tears and snot flowing.
When he found a manhole with light coming in, he fired a magic missile without a moment's hesitation.
Bang!
The manhole flew off and bright light poured in.
There was no time to check where outside was.
He might get his head snapped by an approaching carriage right after going out, but he jumped out without hesitation.
And while rolling on the ground, he shot the flare into the sky.
Peeeeeee- Bang!
A bright red firework soared into the sky leaving a trail of smoke.
"Haa... haa..."
He caught his breath in the very brief moment of respite.
The surroundings were a dead-end alley.
"Kueoeo!"
Howling sounds from the blown-open manhole were getting closer.
Only then did Obern realize.
That the Sword Saint wouldn't appear instantly with a poof just because he fired the flare.
"Damn it."
In the end, surviving against that magic-immune monster until the Sword Saint arrived was Obern's share.
The hideous claws and forepaws came up over the narrow manhole.
Instead of facing it, Obern tried to run away.
As he turned his body to run...
For a moment, a shadow fell.
And someone landed.
Boom!
How high did they jump down from?
The ground shook so much Obern almost fell.
"Sw-sw..."
What appeared was the white-bearded old swordsman who always stood behind the Emperor.
"Sword Saint."
And the Sword Saint drew his sword.
Pak!
What happened was incomprehensible.
Clearly, Obern was between the Sword Saint and the monster.
When Obern looked back, the spirit beast that had climbed out of the manhole was scattered in hundreds of pieces.
"Did you find Oban VanKloss?"
"...Y-yes."
"Let's go."
Walking through the red carpet made of blood and flesh pieces with squelching sounds.
The Sword Saint grabbed Obern's collar and jumped down the manhole.
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After the assassination.
A sizzling boiling sound was heard.
The steam that had filled the cavity cleared.
And there, Oban VanKloss, whose body was half scattered, was wriggling and regenerating.
'Failed, huh...'
"Hmm..."
Pelerian fell silent.
And he faded transparently, hiding into the ring.
'...'
I made eye contact with Oban VanKloss.
Sorry, I don't know what expression to make at times like this.
I think it was definitely an attack that could have been fatal even to Kadam.
Yet he regenerated his body so perfectly like that.
Is he already in a state of having died once?
Oban VanKloss who was looking at me didn't say 'I think you should just smile.'
Instead, an unknown force suddenly grabbed and pulled me.
"Pssaaaak!"
Damn it, when is the Sword Saint coming!
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[Little Prince Serpent lv70]
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[Status]
[Evolution Available]
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Right when I can evolve now!
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