Breaking Wings (3)

“Five near the tree right in front.”

“Got it!”

Borka flew through the air tracking heat signatures and.

Immediately relayed the positions to Hwaryon.

“Tch!”

The Silver Wings member who confirmed his position had been detected released his concealment and jumped out.

Swords, crossbows, chains with hooks, and so on.

They confronted Hwaryon wielding various weapons.

But.

• Splat!

  Their dull movements couldn’t keep up with Hwaryon, who was protected by the spirit’s blessing.

  Hwaryon spun through the air and.

  The moment she landed lightly.

• Thud thud thud!

  What had been five people collapsed.

  “Borka! How many more are left?”

  “Still quite a lot.”

  “At this rate, won’t they enter the mansion?”

  Some had already broken through the barrier around the mansion and climbed over the walls.

  Hwaryon felt a tiny bit of impatience.

  However.

  “It’ll be difficult.”

  Borka smirked and pointed her staff at the mansion.

  And.

• Bang!

  An explosion was heard.

  “Aha!”

  Come to think of it, Kenny had prepared a lot of things.

  ‘It’ll be fine!’

  So she decided to leave the mansion to Kenny and her sister.

  “Tell me the next location!”

  “Let’s turn right and go straight ahead.”

  “Okay!”

  Hwaryon ran to intercept the personnel still waiting outside the mansion and the Silver Wings members approaching the walls.

“Magic circle!”

“Here it is!”

“Pour in mana and activate!”

• Crash!

  A crisp sound like breaking glass rang out.

  A special magic circle that nullifies mana barriers.

  Even though it was an expensive item that usually collapses entire barriers.

  “We have to use it three times just to make a hole the size of a dog’s?”

  Zick, a Silver Wings member, was dumbfounded at how the defense magic was constructed.

  “Enter! Enter! Enter!”

  It was the first time he found his superior’s order to push in unreliable.

  Finally, they set foot in the mansion’s front yard with its vast lawn.

  Looking around, it seemed quite a few teams had succeeded in infiltrating.

  “Everyone, attention! The mission has changed.”

  The team leader spoke in a low voice, almost shouting.

  “We’ll infiltrate the mansion and capture hostages.”

  “Are we giving up on assassinating the key figure?”

  “Yes, we’re giving up. Right now, assassinating the key figure isn’t the issue.”

  That was true.

  It was already overwhelming to deal with just Count Kaidel.

  All 300 or so members of the Silver Wings were struggling against just four children who had come out of the mansion.

  The mission had already failed for all intents and purposes.

  “There should be civilians inside the mansion. If we take them hostage, even those monsters won’t be able to rampage freely.”

  So they changed their objective without hesitation.

  For the organization’s preservation.

  “Enter inside.”

  However.

  Crossing the wall wasn’t the end.

  A new trial was waiting for them.

• Kuooo!

  The main gate opened wide and dozens of golems rushed out.

  “What the!”

  A member who clashed with a golem was captured and had his head crushed.

  Another member barely dodged a golem and opened a window, only to have his head ventilated by the fire of a magic bullet launcher installed inside.

  Flying daggers in the darkness were just a bonus.

  In an instant, about 10 members lost their lives in various places.

  They die if they go this way.

  They die if they go that way.

  ‘If we just capture hostages!’

  No, even if they take hostages, what would really change?

  But they had no other options.

  “There’s no way out even if we retreat now! Enter!”

  Using the countless sacrifices of their comrades as stepping stones, they finally succeeded in setting foot in the corridor.

  They lost more comrades while destroying magic bullet launchers and evading golems.

  By the time they reached a room where light was seeping through the door crack.

  Only 4 people remained alive, including Zick.

  ‘There’s no time.’

  Zick hurried.

  The lives of his comrades depended on his walking speed.

  Perhaps they could negotiate for the lives of the unit members by capturing a precious hostage.

  Entering the room.

  A red-haired girl lying on the bed looked at him.

  ‘Got it!’

  She was clearly a frail-looking girl who had never held a sword before.

  “Come here quietly, then your life-“

  But before he could finish speaking.

  Zick’s vision spun wildly.

  As it spun round and round, he met eyes with the culprit.

  ‘A giant wolf spirit?’

  It snatched Zick with its huge mouth and.

  Bit off his lower body whole.

  The remaining upper body floated in the air for a moment.

• Gulp!

  Elkar, who opened its mouth wide, finished it off without leaving anything.

  “Well done, Elkar.”

• What should we do with the rest?

  “Take care of them as cleanly as possible.”

  “Uh, ugh…”

  “W-We need to escape…”

  They couldn’t.

  Security golems had already lined up behind the intruders’ backs.

  “Kyaaaah!!”

  Hwarin hugged the sleeping Elyssia and covered both her ears.

  No matter how deeply asleep she was, it wasn’t a particularly good sound to hear.

  After the intruders were neatly ‘dealt with’.

  When Elkar carefully closed the door.

  “Mmm, Hwarin unni?”

  Elyssia woke up.

  “Oh my, did you wake up?”

  “I thought I heard some noise.”

  “It was nothing. Shall we go back to sleep?”

  “Mmm, okay.”

  As she stroked her beautiful hair.

  Elyssia’s eyes slowly closed.

  After confirming Elyssia was asleep.

  Hwarin covered her with a blanket and got off the bed.

  “How’s it outside?”

• Almost cleaned up. No need to go out.

  “Really? But what is this strange feeling?”

  A peculiar signal coming from somewhere in her heart.

  Hwarin looked out the window with an uneasy heart.

  ‘I hope it’s nothing.’

• Whoosh! Clang!

  “Push him!”

  “Urgh!”

  No. 1, the captain, and No. 2, the vice-captain.

  In addition, there were over twenty core combat members of the Silver Wings.

  Of course, they didn’t all rush in at the same time, but.

  “No matter what, isn’t this too much?”

  They had only been fighting for about 10 minutes, but.

  No. 1, the captain, had his left thigh cut and left arm pierced.

  No. 2, who used a two-handed sword, had his left wrist cut off and was out of action.

  Besides them, thirteen other members lay as cold corpses.

  The fact that the core of the Republic’s elite covert operations unit was dismantled by just one person was enough to make No. 1 spit out curses.

  “No. 5, what the hell is No. 5 doing…”

  No. 5, the Silver Wings’ only mid-tier magician.

  He was entrusted with managing the artifact.

  But.

  What he held in his hand was just the artifact split in half.

  “I-I suffered mana backflow. How could this happen?”

  “The monster! What happened to the monster!”

  “The connection was cut off. It probably died…”

  “Ha!”

  It was exasperating.

  Not only that impudent brat who annihilated the Silver Wings without even a speck of injury.

  What was more absurd was the Senate Speaker.

  “That fucking bastard, what? Enough?”

• Is that monster really enough to catch the Count… no, his leg?
• Hey, do you know how many sacrifices went into completing that experimental subject? A whopping thousands of souls, thousands!

  The Senate Speaker was confident.

  He was the very person who had arrested all the citizen faction remnants and their relatives and supplied them as human experiment materials to his collaborator.

  He thought of the monster as if it were his own creation.

• We’ve verified it numerous times in the laboratory. It should be able to easily kill that old man.

  But the monster never reached Count Kaidel.

  “It can’t even beat one kid, what the hell.”

  Thinking so, his head cleared up.

  ‘There’s no way the experienced Senate Speaker couldn’t have calculated this one thing.’

  When his thoughts reached there.

  ‘Don’t tell me, he was planning to discard the Silver Wings with this opportunity?’

  No. 1, thinking he had been properly played by the Senate Speaker’s calculations.

  He staggered towards Greg.

  Greg pointed his rapier and asked.

  “What is it?”

  “I surrender.”

• Clang!

  No. 1 voluntarily threw away his sword.

  Now that he had become a discarded card.

  There was no loyalty to keep.

  “I’ll spill everything, everything.”

  He decided to beg for his life even if it was pitiful.

  The silver wings that protect the Republic’s freedom.

  Only five survivors remained of the Silver Wings.

  The corrupt wings were finally broken.

In a stuffy basement with a lone dark green light lit.

A woman kept biting her nails under it.

“Why???”

Did something go wrong?

Soon she kept biting without distinguishing between nails and flesh.

Blood dripped but she didn’t stop.

“Why? Why? Why?”

She kept spitting out extremely natural questions.

But she couldn’t get the answer she wanted.

“It was a masterpiece that 2000 human souls were poured into? Don’t tell me it lost? That’s impossible!”

“I needed to show results to receive additional materials from the Speaker, but this is troublesome!”

As she frantically messed up her greasy hair with both hands.

Spiral-shaped horns peeked out between her tangled hair.

“Ah! Oh Rimescarine! What should I do!”

The demon worshipper who was agonizing soon looked at the corner with a twisted smile.

“It might hurt a bit, but I have no choice but to use it.”

She frowned while looking at a yellow stick floating in the air.

Soon, a scream filled with ecstasy rang out in the basement.

The drinking party in the basement was about to end.

“S-So I’m sayin’~ hic?”

“Slan, you seem quite drunk.”

“Hey~!!! Dusty, you bastard, your face is all red too~”

Yuria had already fallen asleep on the lounge sofa.

Sir Recid was also half unconscious after drinking his fill of the alcohol the old man gave.

Only Ethan and the old man were still sober.

“Shall we wrap it up?”

“Y-Yes, that would be good. Slan, let’s go now.”

“Ah, come on~! Why are you doing this when it’s so good~”

“I’ll help out too.”

Thanks to the old man, Ethan, and the relatively less drunk Dusty supporting people as best they could.

Everyone was able to safely lie down in bed.

Then they returned to the basement to do some simple cleaning up, but.

“?”

The old man, still not satisfied, opened a new bottle.

‘His drinking capacity is amazing.’

The wine the old man drank alone was already on its 10th large bottle.

Ethan stared at the old man who was grinning and blowing on the bottle like a trumpet, and.

‘He seems to be in a good mood, should I try talking?’

He decided to reveal what he had been thinking about.

“Elder.”

“Hm? What is it?”

“Would it be alright if I ask one thing?”

“Sure~ I drank such delicious wine for free, so of course I should answer. Ask me anything.”

Ethan pondered how to begin, and.

Soon decided to give up.

Instead.

“Do you want revenge?”

He threw a direct fastball right at the body.