CH 38.3
“It is true that I am surprised that Gagan is dead, but I can always use the human prince Nazar. When I look at it that way, it’s not so bad…”
“…Do you think I will fall into your hands so easily?”
Men and succubi were a bad combination. And when your opponent was “Carrot of the Hissing Voice”, you could count on one hand the number of times you could win…
“You’re going down. There’s not a man on whom my ‘charm’ won’t work…”
Carrot’s gaze intensified. At the same time, the Solar Treasure Sword in Nazar’s hand became brighter. At the same time, the jewelry around Nazar’s neck, his shoes, and his bracelets also began to glow. Carrot’s red light was repelled.
“How much sturdy equipment did you bring? You are very well prepared.”
“I thought there might be a situation like this…”
Nazar didn’t let go of his sword despite his desperation. If Carrot tried to get close enough to strengthen her charm, or if she tried to sneak past him and head for the exit, he would use all his strength to unleash a deadly slash. Carrot had no confidence that she could dodge the blow he was ready to counter with. If it were up to her, the prince would have died in the war long ago.
But Nazar could not move enough to strike a blow himself. Time passed in a fraction of a second.
“We’re in a stalemate. That’s a problem.”
There was no impatience in Nazar’s face as he said this. He wasn’t worried about Silviana being killed, but if the situation continued like this, the people in the palace would eventually find out about the anomaly. There were several people with good instincts today, and Thunder Sonia was one of them. She was Carrot’s natural enemy. In the war, he even heard that Thunder Sonia had won every battle in which she faced Carrot directly. If he could buy time, victory would be assured. With that in mind, he vowed to wait.
“I see, you’re thinking that if you buy some time, Thunder Sonia and the others will notice and come to support you,” Carrot chuckled. “But that doesn’t mean that the next one who comes along will be on your side, you know?”
The moment after Carrot said this, Errol noticed a presence approaching from behind. A powerful presence. With every step they took, the fear grew stronger, as if a predator a dozen times his size was approaching. A step, and then another, and another. They were not slow at all. They were light and fast, as if they couldn’t wait to attack their prey.
The tension grew, whether he liked it or not. Everyone present, except Silviana, recognized the sound of those footsteps, their presence. And that presence now showed its face…
“Ah, Mister, here she is!”
And then a fairy appeared. For a moment he was distracted. So it was just a fairy, he thought.
But the next moment, everyone was attentive again. Everyone present knew the fairy. Whenever this fairy appeared as a scout, this person also appeared. Sometimes the fairy was so easy to catch that she was called “Zell, the bait”. And if you took the bait, he would always appear.
“You’re right.”
Slowly he appeared. Green skin, small for an Orc, but with a muscular body. His body was wrapped in the formal attire of the beastmen, and he didn’t carry his trademark greatsword, but he still had the air of an overwhelmingly strong man.
Bash, the orc hero.
“You’ve got to be kidding… were you in on it too?”
Errol’s mutterings were accompanied by cold sweat.
“…Do you think I will fall into your hands so easily?”
Men and succubi were a bad combination. And when your opponent was “Carrot of the Hissing Voice”, you could count on one hand the number of times you could win…
“You’re going down. There’s not a man on whom my ‘charm’ won’t work…”
Carrot’s gaze intensified. At the same time, the Solar Treasure Sword in Nazar’s hand became brighter. At the same time, the jewelry around Nazar’s neck, his shoes, and his bracelets also began to glow. Carrot’s red light was repelled.
“How much sturdy equipment did you bring? You are very well prepared.”
“I thought there might be a situation like this…”
Nazar didn’t let go of his sword despite his desperation. If Carrot tried to get close enough to strengthen her charm, or if she tried to sneak past him and head for the exit, he would use all his strength to unleash a deadly slash. Carrot had no confidence that she could dodge the blow he was ready to counter with. If it were up to her, the prince would have died in the war long ago.
But Nazar could not move enough to strike a blow himself. Time passed in a fraction of a second.
“We’re in a stalemate. That’s a problem.”
There was no impatience in Nazar’s face as he said this. He wasn’t worried about Silviana being killed, but if the situation continued like this, the people in the palace would eventually find out about the anomaly. There were several people with good instincts today, and Thunder Sonia was one of them. She was Carrot’s natural enemy. In the war, he even heard that Thunder Sonia had won every battle in which she faced Carrot directly. If he could buy time, victory would be assured. With that in mind, he vowed to wait.
“I see, you’re thinking that if you buy some time, Thunder Sonia and the others will notice and come to support you,” Carrot chuckled. “But that doesn’t mean that the next one who comes along will be on your side, you know?”
The moment after Carrot said this, Errol noticed a presence approaching from behind. A powerful presence. With every step they took, the fear grew stronger, as if a predator a dozen times his size was approaching. A step, and then another, and another. They were not slow at all. They were light and fast, as if they couldn’t wait to attack their prey.
The tension grew, whether he liked it or not. Everyone present, except Silviana, recognized the sound of those footsteps, their presence. And that presence now showed its face…
“Ah, Mister, here she is!”
And then a fairy appeared. For a moment he was distracted. So it was just a fairy, he thought.
But the next moment, everyone was attentive again. Everyone present knew the fairy. Whenever this fairy appeared as a scout, this person also appeared. Sometimes the fairy was so easy to catch that she was called “Zell, the bait”. And if you took the bait, he would always appear.
“You’re right.”
Slowly he appeared. Green skin, small for an Orc, but with a muscular body. His body was wrapped in the formal attire of the beastmen, and he didn’t carry his trademark greatsword, but he still had the air of an overwhelmingly strong man.
Bash, the orc hero.
“You’ve got to be kidding… were you in on it too?”
Errol’s mutterings were accompanied by cold sweat.
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