Book 1 Chapter 961

961.

Shhhwaaaaa-!

A cold aura raged.

Chloe, holding her staff, had her eyes closed and was emitting magic power.

In front of Chloe, Avad was also chanting a magic spell.

"Ice World."

"Tempest."

As the unique magic of the two was completed simultaneously.

A massive ice storm began to rage.

"Ughhh! If we're not careful, we'll get caught up in this tooooooo!"

Carl screamed, lying flat on the ground.

Kwa-ga-ga-ga-ga-gak-!

The ice storm swept away the demons and monsters outside the castle walls.

Carl looked down at the area outside the castle walls, sweating coldly.

"Wow… As expected, the firepower number one, number two of our grade…"

Literally an area-of-effect magic of overwhelming power.

However, the places swept away by such magic were quickly filled by demons and monsters pouring in from the rear.

"Don't those things feel fear?"

It was when Carl muttered with a look of exasperation.

"Demons know because they feel the fear and dread of their opponents. That all of Reissar has been engulfed in fear."

"Lord Kyle."

"Besides, Erebus will be summoned soon, so there's no way they'd feel fear."

Kyle, who spoke nonchalantly, glanced back and said.

"Kids these days are scary. Especially the girl, she resembles Luna, doesn't she?"

Kyle stared intently at Chloe.

"Oh! In what way?"

At Carl's question, Kyle chuckled.

"The way her magic formula is structured is perversely precise."

Chloe, whose eyes met Kyle's, widened her eyes and then hurriedly bowed her head in greeting.

Kyle waved his hand as if to say it was alright to Chloe, then stood on the castle wall.

"What should we do? There are too many."

"What do you mean 'what should we do'? We should make them our allies."

"Huh?"

'I don't know how Elsi was resurrected…'

The vanished proof of the covenant had reappeared.

The presence of Elsi, the shadow spirit, was distinctly felt.

Swooosh-

Kyle's hair color turned black.

His eyes also began to darken from gray to black.

"Elsi."

Kyle's shadow descended the castle wall.

-Yes.

"Your personality seems to have changed?"

-I was always like this. Is it strange?

"No, it's much better to see."

Kyle chuckled and his eyes gleamed.

Elsi, sitting on Kyle's shoulder, also had gleaming eyes.

-Power of Domination.

The movements of the demons and monsters whose shadows had been taken away stopped.

Then, they slowly turned around.

Grwoooaaaargh!

"Wh-what is this!"

A bewildered cry echoed.

Soon, pandemonium unfolded.

***

The Tartarus demons swarmed in without pause.

"First-years, provide support from the rear."

Elena, standing at the forefront, commanded the students.

"Third-year vanguards, stop the demons climbing the castle walls."

Elena's pale pink eyes shimmered faintly.

Normally, her beautiful appearance and sweet voice would have captivated people.

But in the urgent battlefield, Elena's demonic charm manifested in a different form.

For the first-years, it was their first large-scale combat experience.

Moreover, the enemies were none other than the demons of Tartarus.

Even with outstanding abilities, they were still young boys and girls lacking practical experience.

They could easily lose their lives if they made a mistake.

Even while defending on top of the supposedly safe castle walls, a moment of carelessness, a mistake, or hesitation could cost them their lives.

Elena's demonic charm stripped away such hesitation from the first-years.

The first-years, captivated by Elena's every command, moved swiftly.

Demonic charm was also a form of charisma.

Her power was exhibiting immense capability even on the battlefield.

Of course, in a situation completely dependent on the commander's orders, a commander's mistake could lead to a great catastrophe.

However, Elena's ability to read the battlefield situation was exceptional.

Elena, who was literally showing the dignity of a queen, glanced at a demon climbing onto the castle wall.

"A delicious-looking wench!"

A monster-shaped demon opened its mouth wide and rushed at Elena.

Elena smiled faintly, looking at the demon with an abnormally large head.

For a moment, the demon's body flinched.

The moment the demon, instantly seduced by Elena's demonic charm, felt lust for Elena.

Crunch-!

The demon's neck was gruesomely severed.

"Oh my, how vulgar."

Elena, smiling faintly, snapped her fingers, and the demon turned to ash and disappeared.

"You're really unpleasant-looking."

At that moment, demons flew in from the sky.

"Target that harlot-like wench first!"

"I like it! Shall I tear off her face skin!"

Demons revealing murderous intent and lust began to focus their attack on Elena.

This was because they felt that to pass this section, they had to defeat Elena.

As countless demons targeted her from the sky, Elena crossed her arms.

Wooong-!

Countless magic circles were generated around Elena.

A cruel smile appeared on Elena's lips.

Flash!

Hwarururuk! Pa-ji-ji-ji-jik! Hwee-ooooh-!

Magic of fire, lightning, and wind raged.

High-ranking demons were swept away by the highest-level attribute magic, completed in an instant.

Originally, the true value of a magician was demonstrated on a battlefield where large forces clashed.

For Elena, who was called a rare magic genius, this battlefield was literally her exclusive stage.

At that moment.

Breaking through Elena's magic barrage, a fist-sized demon flew in at high speed.

The demon grinned sinisterly.

That demon was a specialized wizard hunter on the battlefield.

It possessed not only tremendous magic resistance but also incredible speed and durability.

'I'll open a wind-hole right in the middle of your chest!'

The demon's eyes gleamed with murderous intent.

At that moment.

Flash-!

"What is this? Is it a gnate?"

"……!"

Iliana appeared right next to the demon.

"Ugh! You really look weird!"

"Human wench! How did you match my speed…!"

"Take this!"

Crunch-!

Iliana's sword swung like a flash of light.

The demon, struck by the blow, was sent flying.

Clack-!

Iliana, standing in front of Elena, propped her hand on her chin and grinned.

"Lightspeed Swiftblade! Lady Iliana has arrived!"

Iliana, who accentuated her presence by even wiggling her eyebrows, thrust her sword into the ground with a flourish and said.

"As long as I'm here, not even a fingertip can touch our Queen!"

Seeing Iliana shouting triumphantly, Elena said.

"Iliana."

"Yes! Yes! Senior Elena! Iliana is here now!"

"Can you even pull that sword out?"

Elena asked, pointing at Iliana's sword, which was stuck deeper than expected, and the previously silent Iliana grunted and pulled out the sword.

"These damn wenches! At the same time, a wind-hole…!"

Flash! Pa-ji-ji-ji-ji-jik!

At that moment, a lightning aura surged behind the demon.

Duran, holding a massive greatsword, was striking down his sword at the demon, scattering the gleaming light of thunder.

The startled demon hurriedly increased its speed to evade Duran's attack.

"Ha! You think you can cut me with such a slow sword…!"

"Slow."

"You wet-behind-the-ears brats!"

Pa-ji-ji-jik!

Chop-!

Golden thunder raged.

The lightning aura concentrated at the tip of the blade mercilessly severed the demon's neck.

"Ah…"

"H-heroes…!"

The soldiers of Reissar and those from Gardchron were astonished by the overwhelming skill of the hero candidates.

They looked undeniably young, even youthful, but their power was extraordinary.

Especially the skills of those operating on the front lines were on a different level.

"Where on earth did such children come from…?"

"There was hope in this world after all!"

It felt like seeing hope in a desperate era.

At that moment.

Shhhrra-ra-ra-rak-!

A white light surged.

Everyone's gaze turned towards where the light was emanating.

There, Nella stood with her hands clasped, eyes closed.

As the light of the aura radiating from Nella's body enveloped the wounded, their bodies were healed.

"Ohhh…!"

"S-Saintess! It's the Saintess!"

"Thank you! Thank you!"

Those who were healed by her healing ability, incomparable to healing magic, cheered loudly.

Nella smiled bitterly as she looked at them.

"No. We are the ones who should be grateful."

Fighting under the ash-gray sky, she realized anew.

The current allies had overturned history.

All available forces that could be gathered at this point had been assembled.

On top of that, future heroes and hero candidates who shouldn't exist in the present also joined the battle.

Yet, the situation ahead seemed bleak.

What would it have been like in the original history?

'It must have been a desperately hopeless situation, beyond imagination.'

They fought until death in such a situation.

That's how Reissar was destroyed.

But that defeat was not meaningless.

Although they were defeated and destroyed, vanishing into the back alleys of history… even if their existence was unknown until now.

Thanks to their fight to the end, there were those whose lives were saved.

A thread of hope in despair must have been passed from person to person, creating a massive current.

'It is because of these people that we can exist today.'

Grwoooaaaargh!

At that moment, a top-grade magical beast, a Gigantes, appeared on the castle wall.

He sat astride the castle wall and opened his mouth wide as he looked at Nella, who was emitting a healing aura.

"S-Saintess! It's dangerous!"

"Protect the Saintess!"

The soldiers hurriedly took up their weapons to help Nella.

At that moment, Nella drew out the morning star from her waist.

Wooong! Kwa-jik-!

Nella's morning star hideously crushed the Gigantes' head.

Thud-thud-thud!

Torn flesh and blood splattered from it poured down like rain.

The Gigantes, whose head had disappeared from the immense impact, staggered and then rolled down the castle wall.

Kwa-ga-ga-gang!

Kyaaaah!

Kwoooaaar!

The Gigantes climbing the castle wall got tangled with each other and fell to the ground.

The monsters and magical beasts beneath them were crushed and screamed.

Nella, with cold eyes, began to smash the heads of the monsters that Paphnirs were throwing onto the castle wall.

"F-follow the Saintess!"

"Follow Senior Lumern Third-year!"

"No, I don't think we need to help her…"

The soldiers and first and second-year students from other schools followed Nella.

Nella was not merely capable of being a healer.

With the power of the healing aura she emitted over a wide area, she could also perform admirably as a assault captain.

Watching Nella, who was scattering a fearsome momentum, Iliana spoke to Duran.

"Duran."

"Why call me?"

"Never argue with your wife."

"……"

"In my opinion, that day would be your memorial day."

"I am stronger than Nella."

"You won't last long in marriage."

"What are you talking about?"

"I'm saying you'll die by Nella's hand. Poor Nella. She's going to be a widow at an early age because of a bad-tempered husband."

Iliana clicked her tongue, tsk-tsk-.

"It seems you've gotten complacent because I've been treating you well lately."

Duran, fuming, tried to grab her by the collar, but Iliana quickly ran away.

"It seems you've had enough breathing room to joke around."

Elena smiled faintly.

Thanks to Elena unleashing a barrage of area-of-effect magic and sweeping away the enemies,

the Tartarus offensive in this direction had certainly been slowed down to some extent.

"Duran."

"Yes, Senior Elena."

"I'll entrust you with command in this direction. Can you do it?"

"I can, but… Senior Elena?"

"I'm going to provide support elsewhere."

Elena smiled faintly and moved to another section of the castle wall.