How to Survive as a Genius Spy in the Game Chapter 291 - Romanek Plains (5)

When on earth did it come? It was just 40m up in the sky. It was hard to comprehend with my mind. We didn’t even notice its approach.

Even considering that the sky was full of clouds with snow falling, it was remarkable. Even if it had come through the clouds, not even the Sword Masters had sensed it.

The fact that we only now noticed the Great Devil’s approach sent chills down my spine. Of course, we weren’t just standing still. The response was immediate.

I wasn’t sure if we could escape, but the surrounding knights rushed away to distance themselves. The Sword Masters did the opposite.

The Sword Energy of two Sword Masters, Faorn and Mondegreen, shot up into the sky. Rudehrn embraced the fake emperor and leapt away.

It was an act to deceive the Great Devil. In a way, it was fortunate. Our intention had worked. The Great Devil had mistaken the body double for Erendil.

The Sword Energy of the two Sword Masters didn’t reach the Great Devil. No, it would be more accurate to say it was deflected. It couldn’t even scratch the pillar of darkness.

The darkness fell to the ground. Kwang-! A heavy sound. A dozen or so knights must have been pulverized.

‘The others…’

Amidst the rising snow and dust, I checked on the Sword Masters. Faorn and Mondegreen had fired their Sword Energy and distanced themselves.

Rudehrn was also sliding on the ground with the fake emperor. All three were fine.

If so, what I needed to do now was clear. I, who had been keeping my distance, reached out to Erendil.

“My lord.”

Fearing that even my voice might be heard, I didn’t call him “Your Majesty”. As it was agreed upon, Erendil silently grasped my hand tightly.

I confirmed that a bracelet appeared on Erendil’s wrist. It was an essential procedure.

On our way here, while training with Erendil, we found that Teme’s Spear couldn’t be summoned when it was outside this world.

I infuse mana into the amulet. Instantly, the world became unclear. Blurry and shaky vision, nausea rose up.

And just like when I saw the orb of darkness before, the Great Devil’s dark purple form was clearly visible before my eyes.

The undulating darkness was much larger and more ominous than when I had seen it through the orb before.

“I really can’t get used to this place.”

It was Erendil speaking, tightly holding my hand. Erendil frowned as she looked ahead.

“Is that the Great Devil?”

“Yes.”

“It’s ominous. I wonder what its real form looks like…”

Just now, the Great Devil had plunged down like a flash of light. I hadn’t clearly seen its form either. I hadn’t focused my gaze on it, fearing it might notice.

The clear darkness in front of us was moving quickly and rampaging. It was probably attacking the imperial army.

The three Sword Masters must be fighting hard. I started moving, holding Erendil’s hand. I couldn’t let go.

The non-existent season distorts even the sense of direction. Even with the black darkness right in front of us, it’s the same.

It’s possible to focus, but given the considerable difference in skill between Erendil and me, it would be even more difficult for Erendil. That means it’s best for me to guide her.

Moreover, trying to find one’s own sense of direction could cause dizziness.

‘Still, the front and back are clear.’

Although not clearly visible, even the Great Devil’s wings and tail were visible in form. It was still chaotic.

Even just seeing the blurry ground rising up in this non-existent season indicated that a fierce battle was unfolding.

45 seconds left now. 1 minute and 10 seconds right after the Great Devil’s appearance. That was precisely when Erendil was supposed to throw Teme’s Spear.

For that to be possible, the Sword Masters needed to do their part well. Right now, they must be moving and exchanging blows, but…

They needed to bind the Great Devil in time. If possible, I wanted to aim for its back. It might be difficult from the front.

Teme’s Spear itself emits light, after all. Of course, this wasn’t something we could control.

‘No matter how hard the Sword Masters try, they can’t control the direction.’

All we could do was pray here. Please, let it be so. 30 seconds left now. I felt my palms getting sweaty.

Suddenly, Erendil’s hand in my right hand wiggled. When I turned my head consciously, Erendil was looking at me with an uncomfortable face.

“Schurtafen, loosen your grip a bit.”

“I’m sorry.”

“Are you nervous?”

I hastily loosened my grip. It seems I was. Judging by how I had been tightly holding Erendil’s hand without realizing it. But I didn’t let go completely.

“It seems so.”

“You’re human too, after all.”

“Did you think I wasn’t?”

“Some people think so, since you rarely show your emotions. But I don’t.”

Erendil smiled at me in the blurry world.

“You do show your emotions in front of me, don’t you?”

“Do I?”

It was a natural retort. Instead of answering, Erendil changed the bracelet into Teme’s Spear. Light appeared in the blurry world.

Right, there wasn’t much time left. I had gotten distracted by Erendil for a moment.

In the opaque non-existent season where everything was unclear, the form of the Great Devil momentarily hesitated. It was moving, but in place.

Faorn, Mondegreen, and Rudehrn had started an aggressive joint attack to bind it.

“How many seconds are left now?”

“5 seconds left.”

Erendil nodded and took a javelin throwing stance. It was a stance without any unnecessary movements. Since obtaining Teme’s Spear, she had only learned about javelin throwing.

I swallowed hard. I counted the time in my mind. 3 seconds, 2 seconds… and the moment came.

“Now.”

As I spoke, Erendil extended her arm that had been pulled back behind her shoulder. We needed to time it well. Of course, we had practiced this over a hundred times.

But now that it was the real thing, I focused all my nerves on Erendil’s arm in the midst of intense tension.

A short run-up, followed by the movement of the lower body, then the pelvis, waist, shoulders, and upper body twisting. The arm passing by the ear is about to release the spear.

Now was the time. I infused mana into the amulet. The opaque world disappeared.

I removed my hand that had been lightly placed on Erendil’s body. The first thing I felt was noise.

Kwang-! As a deafening noise was heard, my vision became clear. I saw Rudehrn being deflected by the Great Devil.

Faorn and Mondegreen’s Sword Energy was striking the darkness. I thought we were lucky.

We had appeared behind the Great Devil, after all. Well, not exactly behind. We were about 30 degrees diagonally to the left.

But it was a much better situation than appearing from the front. Erendil released the spear. Light shot out.

‘Please…’

At that moment, time seemed to slow down. It stretched endlessly. I saw the pain on Rudehrn’s face as he was flung away. I also saw Mondegreen’s gritted teeth as he swung his sword full of Sword Energy.

And the spear that left Erendil’s hand, alone seemingly normal in this slow-motion world, cut through the air as it advanced.

Suddenly, I thought I should move the winds. In the past, I had created wind passages to shoot arrows at incredible speeds or throw javelins.

Teme’s Spear, propelled by the winds, increased its speed even more in the slowed world. As the distance closed, the light aimed for the devil’s back.

‘Huh?’

And in that instant, the Great Devil turned its head. It, too, seemed to move alone in the slowed world. No, not alone.

Only Teme’s Spear and the Great Devil seemed to maintain their original speed. Its red gaze captured me, then looked at Erendil, then touched the spear.

I felt goosebumps on my body even from that momentary gaze that brushed past me. I wondered how the Sword Masters in front felt. My thoughts didn’t go any further.

The Great Devil twisted its body. And the slowed world returned to its original flow.

Kwung-! The light pierced through the darkness. The Great Devil was pushed back 10m at an incredible speed. Snow and dirt scattered in all directions from the dragging force.

Rudehrn, who had been flung away, was getting up, and Faorn and Mondegreen were running towards it.

“Your Majesty, your hand…!”

For the sake of accurate javelin throwing, I wasn’t in contact with Erendil the moment we left the non-existent season. It seemed we had inflicted some damage, but you never know.

I had to be prepared to flee immediately in case Erendil might be in danger from the Great Devil’s counterattack.

Through my expanded winds, I felt the two Sword Masters who had run towards the Great Devil through the snow and dust being flung back.

The shockwave dispersed the dust. Fortunately, or perhaps unfortunately, the spear had hit its mark, piercing through the Great Devil’s left shoulder.

Erendil had probably aimed for the heart. But at the last moment, it had twisted its body, causing the spear to miss. However, despite this, it seemed quite intact.

It stood firmly and sent the two Sword Masters flying. Those red eyes turned towards us. Ominous killing intent. For a moment, I had a vision of being killed.

‘So this is the Great Devil…’

The pressure was beyond imagination. It was incomparable to the devils we had faced before. Still, it seemed there was some impact.

The face turning towards us was contorted. The killing intent intensified. Erendil gripped my hand tightly.

If even I, a Sword Master, felt this way, how much pressure must Erendil be feeling? It was remarkable just to be enduring it.

“Your Majesty, hang in there. You’re doing well.”

I squeezed Erendil’s hand tightly. I felt some of the tension release from Erendil’s body. The Great Devil was still looking this way.

The three Sword Masters who had been flung away regained their posture and stood blocking the path in between. They were in a protective formation.

“This, spear. Yes, this feeling. It’s been a very long time.”

The Great Devil pulled out Teme’s Spear. I thought about telling Erendil to resummon it in case it might throw it this way, but there was no need.

It threw it on the ground as if touching fire. It seemed Teme’s Spear was indeed quite painful for them.

Erendil retrieved the spear before it even hit the ground. I looked at the devil’s wound. Unlike the previous ones, it was healing slowly.

The hole was clearly visible. However, the devil had merely blocked the wound with darkness.

“So you were the strange sense of incongruity I kept feeling. Are you Carl Schurtafen?”

The Great Devil smiled eerily. It wasn’t important that it knew my name. A strange sense of incongruity. From those words, I realized it had recognized us.

The non-existent season, that is. I had thought it didn’t know us based on its movements. That wasn’t the case.

It had been aware of something. Whatever that was. I clicked my tongue. The next attack would be more difficult.

“Can you hold out?”

I asked the Sword Masters protecting us in front. It was a necessary task. I needed to know how much longer the Sword Masters could fight.

“Of course.”

“I don’t think so.”

We had only been in the non-existent season for about 1 minute. In that time, the three Sword Masters had already sustained injuries.

They weren’t major wounds, but if this was the result after just 1 minute, what would happen after 10 minutes?

“I think we’ll die.”

Mondegreen spoke honestly.

“How much longer can you go?”

“Well, about 5 minutes? Can you do it?”

Instead, Mondegreen threw a question at me. It was asking if I could take it down within 5 minutes.

“We’ll have to try.”

“Right. We have to try.”

“Let’s move. Buying time only benefits that thing.”

The reason the Great Devil was staying still was probably to recover from the wound left by Teme’s Spear or to overcome the pain.

We fragile humans had no choice but to move quickly. I gripped Erendil’s hand tightly.

“Let’s go again, to kill destruction.”