Let’s Block the Ruined Route in Advance Chapter 71
Felix’s expression darkened as he watched the man shudder with fear and repeat his apology.
“Something must be sharing your vision and giving you instructions.”
And that “something” was most likely the body and presence of the “it” in the greenhouse that had come to visit in Lovel’s disguise.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry. I’m going back now.”
“Whatever!”
Eileen shouted as she tried to wrap her arms around the man a little tighter. Black smoke poured out from the nape of the man’s neck with tremendous momentum. The intangible aura quickly coalesced into dozens of demons.
“Die! Die, you who stand in the way of His glorious walk!”
The man who had unleashed the demonic water with a cheer cackled in disbelief.
Dumbfounded by the army of demons that had sprung up in an instant, they huddled together for a moment to regroup.
“Did they put us in a special class for this day?”
Cordelia replied to Lucian, who was cracking jokes to break the tension.
“I still haven’t learned how to fight a pack.”
“You’ll learn today.”
Their faces were calm, despite the urgency that would have made most chivalrous shoulders shake. Felix was the first to step forward, facing the horde of demons that seemed ready to pounce at any moment.
Surrounding Neumann, Jessie, and Eileen with layers of shields, he formed a giant wind spear, and as it roared to life, slicing through the horde, Lucian and Cordelia leapt into the fray.
“Ah.”
For a moment, Eileen’s shoulders twitched with anxiety.
It was a slaughter of sorts.
Widespread magic exploded here and there, sending creatures flying, and Aurors and Elementals slicing through their enemies like a black sheet of paper.
‘I knew they were strong, but I didn’t realize they were this strong.’
Eileen’s face lit up with both relief and pride. With her worries out of the way, she joined the battle in earnest. The three of them, along with an old tree that avoided the combatants and targeted only demons, quickly reduced the number of demons.
It was a gory sight, blood and bone splattering, but Eileen clenched her teeth and kept her head from turning. There was no avoiding it any longer.
It didn’t take long for the situation to clear up. When the demon-filled streets were deserted and stained red, the man still clinging to the dead tree looked around despairingly.
“This, this.”
He didn’t have any high-level demons in his body, but he didn’t think it would be difficult to deal with that many brats.
Felix and Eileen approached him as Cordelia and Lucian finished organizing the remaining demons.
“Who is Urzar?”
“Don’t you dare utter his name!”
The toothy man looked at Felix with his white eyes and spoke indignantly.
“It’s unfair, unfair, unfair.”
At that, Felix opened his mouth to say something. A bolt of lightning crackled through a gap in the sky, and a group of human spirits descended upon them.
“Professor!”
It was the faculty, led by Albert, Russo, and Amanda, and a rescue party of knights and guards who had been called by Verotanis to assist.
“Hey, guys, are you hurt?”
“Take care of Neumann first, he’s badly hurt.”
Eileen shouted, her face flushed with color at the arrival of such powerful reinforcements, and a man who appeared to be a professor of healing rushed toward Jessie and Neumann.
Sheathing her sword, Amanda squinted and looked around. The streets were red with the corpses of demons strewn about. Judging by the marks left on their bodies, most of them had been knocked unconscious by the blow.
‘Amazing, this is what the students have accomplished. It’s lucky it’s in subspace, or there would have been a lot of casualties on a real street.’
As she stuck her tongue out in admiration, one of the professors in charge of magical studies grabbed her by the hair.
“That!”
“Professor Ginny?”
The professor called Ginny said, fixing her gaze on the man in confusion and making a face.
“Reversed black and white. Cleft nape. If I’m right, that’s Mongma.”
“A mongma…? Isn’t that a disembodied spirit demon?”
“Correct, but.”
The man in front of them had something tangible that they could physically hold onto. Eileen and Felix looked at each other wordlessly.
If the man was indeed a manifestation of the being that had appeared in the greenhouse, then that body was likely a manifestation of that being’s power.
“So, the being that came to the greenhouse that day was Urzar’s alter ego?”
While Eileen was lost in thought, several of the professors looked at the man and spoke.
“We still don’t know why it’s there, but without a priest, there’s no way to catch it if it escapes. I think we should seal it up and call the temple for backup.”
Rousseau walked over to him to cast a spell.
“How did you find this body?”
The man muttered in a sorrowful voice, and his toes caught black fire.
“It must be stopped, It’s going to abandon its body!”
But no amount of magic or animism could extinguish the fire on the man’s body. It only burned faster.
“Fools, you are helpless before his flames. Use your power and hold on. All is his…”
The mouth that hadn’t stopped cursing as the form faded away was silenced only when it was engulfed in flames.
“I missed it again.”
Lucian clicked his tongue, and Cordelia nodded.
“At least no one was hurt. We’ll make sure to catch them next time.”
Lucian nodded wordlessly at that.
“Damn, I missed it.”
Amanda clicked her tongue, apologizing for her late arrival, but this was the last thing she wanted to do to them.
As the last of the flames burned out and the man disappeared completely, a strange thing happened simultaneously. The world slowly began to fade to black and white, as if it had lost all color saturation. Professor Ginny gritted her teeth and cried out.
“Now that the Mongma that maintains the space is gone, the subspace will close soon, and we need to get out of there!”
The others, realizing the situation, rushed to action. Quickly picking up the fallen Neumann and Jessie, they used their magic to quickly travel to the hole in the ceiling where the rain was falling.
Eileen, riding on Lynn’s back with Cordelia, turned around and looked down at the ground. It gave her goosebumps to see the blood of the creatures and the saturation of the buildings trapped in a gray saturation like a broken screen.
“Wait.”
Eileen’s eyes flashed to the street. Something was still there.
“Eileen?”
Before Cordelia could finish her sentence, Eileen reached out to the street, noticing the change in her.
Where all color had vanished, a green old tree grew, full of life. Without hesitation, it burrowed through the wall of a house in the alley.
“What?”
Albert muttered in confusion, but Eileen didn’t answer. The tree burrowed into the building and climbed out, carrying three unconscious people.
“Were there still people here?!”
Felix reached out from among the panicked people, pulling Eileen’s dragged people strongly to him.
“We should get them out of here, right?”
“Yes, thank you!”
The rain pelted down hard over their heads as they exited the subspace just in time. When Eileen turned around, satisfied that every last one of them had escaped, the hole they had come out of had already disappeared.
“I feel like I’m dreaming.”
Eileen looked back at the last three people she’d pulled from the street. Pure white faces and black clothes.
“All according to His promise!”
She recognized them from the future.
‘Those who swore allegiance to Mongma and Urzar. Surely a good clue to the future.’
This time, they hadn’t just missed the enemy helplessly. Relief washed over Eileen’s face.
The faculty and children slowly descended into the streets. The Academy had controlled the crowds, and the streets that were usually packed on weekends were empty.
“It’s over.”
Someone muttered over the rain. As Rousseau and Amanda surrounded the group of people dressed similarly to Mongma, Albert rushed over and hugged Eileen and Cordelia at the same time.
“I’m so sorry I’m late, and I’m so glad you held up so well.”
Eileen and Cordelia looked at each other, noticing the slight tremor in his shoulders, and let out a small laugh.
Cordelia spoke up smugly.
“Isn’t that an achievement of honor?”
Felix and Lucian nodded slightly at the heartwarming sight. It wasn’t like back in the greenhouse, when they’d watched helplessly. This time, they’d fought, and they’d defended each other.
Albert smiled fondly as he looked back at the children, each one still bearing the scars of battle.
“I see, you’ve all grown up.”
And that was the end of a tumult that had accomplished so much.
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