episode_0034

“Magic… … !”

Although there were people who shouted that, what unfolded before our eyes was something very different from what is called ‘magic’ in this world.

If there was a magic that could tear space and move something like that in the first place, it would have been used from the beginning. People from Delki City cannot use magic, but there are a few wizards in the Archduke family.

It’s a magic that can occupy a much more advantageous position in past wars, so how could you not use it?

“What the hell is that… … .”

I heard Prince Evan muttering.

The room was still a mess.

No, it wasn’t just the room. I could hear someone yelling through the tightly closed window. And probably through the door as well.

The helmet fell from the savage’s head, which was shaking wildly up and down in the wolf’s mouth.

“Hi!”

A sound came from the mouth of the maid, who was blankly watching the helmet roll down to her feet, then suddenly turned her gaze towards the savage whose helmet had been removed.

Did you say that the barbarians of the north couldn’t possibly be people?

What the maid said seems to be true in a way.

Covering the face of the savage, which was hidden by the helmet, was a fungus. It was as if it were alive – of course it was alive – but thin hairs were wriggling into the air. The fungus gave off a faint glow that caught the dull eyes of the savage beneath it. It was clearly illuminated.

Then Snow bit down on the savage’s neck. The eerie sound of the head breaking and cracking could be heard up to here.

… … Is it okay to go in that mouth?

But if you think about it again, northern wolves are wolves that live further north than the Delkisi people.

What did those wolves eat to survive?

Snow bit the barbarian’s limp, limp neck a few more times. The remaining body trembled convulsively. The corpse’s fingers twitched like the fingers that had been scattered on the floor earlier.

And the sight was incredibly terrible even for me to see.

I turned my head and looked at Amelia.

Amelia was standing near the fireplace, looking at the situation with her face turning pale.

Did Amelia even anticipate this situation?

… … Do battles like this usually appear in romantic fantasy?

But I couldn’t afford to keep looking at Amelia.

I turned my head again. I stood holding the sword tightly with both hands. Behind me were Amelia and Amelia’s maid, and next to me was Prince Evan.

The knights fought well, except for when they looked confused at first. And of course, the Delkisi hunters swung their swords as if they were catching something very familiar.

Of course, these people may not have seen this kind of magic, but in fact, except for the ones that popped out of thin air, they were the barbarians they usually dealt with.

the problem is-

Yeah, the problem is, they were coming out of thin air.

“Lady!”

A scream was heard from behind.

Was the word “lady” directed at me or Amelia?

… … Working as a maid in the Grand Duchy of Grattonmount means that this person is also the daughter of an aristocratic family. Perhaps she comes from a much higher-ranking family than me, the daughter of a baron.

And of course, such a woman would not know how to fight. She would have never even held a sword of any kind.

But seeing as she didn’t run away, can she still be called a northern woman?

Behind the maid’s back, who leaped forward and wrapped her arms around Amelia, the air was opening up.

And through the open gap, a thick hand was slowly appearing. That hand, wriggling as if swimming in the air—

Blood spurted out immediately.

I ran as fast as I could and slapped his hand down. I felt the sharp, cutting sensation of flesh passing through the body of the sword and into my hand, but in fact, the sensation itself was not that unfamiliar. I also knew how to skin a small animal.

But everything else was different.

Even if I hit a lagomorph, it falls off in one go. The same goes for things like squirrels. A deer, stripped of its blood, carries it back to the wolf’s back and leaves it to the adults.

So, I have never cut down a large animal.

With a click, the blade of the sword that was moving forward got stuck in the bone.

When I think about it again, even that was a fluke. Iron seems to be rare even among barbarians, so they were divided into those wearing armor carefully lined with small iron plates and those wearing simple quilted armor. The side I swung the sword at had quilted armor. It was the mouth side.

A scream like scraping metal was heard, and arms were waving.

I lifted the sword again. I heard a crackling sound, a crackling sound, and the sound of something scraping on the blade, but there was no time to pay attention to those things.

I raised the sword with all my might and struck it down again.

And again, again, again and again.

The arm that was facing Amelia was bent in a strange direction, then fell down and hung in the air. Behind it, the shoulders, helmet, and short nape of the neck were visible.

I raised the sword at that moment and swung it with all my might towards the nape of his neck.

“Queu,Queu,”

This time, there was a sound that seemed like it could be expressed in words. It was a sound that could never be called pleasant.

When I pulled out the sword that was stuck in the back of my head, perhaps between my spine, with all my might, blood splattered towards me. Like my arms, around my neck, which was hanging down, there was also a glowing fungus waving its hand toward the air.

It was a horrifying sight.

“Ha.”

My breath came out from my mouth, which I had forgotten to breathe until then.

Perhaps judging that it was a failure, the void where the corpse was hanging began to close again. Slowly, the portal, which had been closing like a zipper being pulled back up, soon closed completely as if it had never been there in the first place.

But the body was left behind.

The part that was hanging over the portal was a body that had been cut cleanly.

… … I don’t think I’ll ever be able to use the portal to this world.

Since the corpse, which was about a third of the way in, was still writhing, I sharpened the blade and stabbed the place where the lungs were likely to be several times with the tip.

The feeling of the tip of the knife cutting into thin flesh, hitting the hard ribs, the blade twisting and sliding between the bones, digging into something soft inside… … I couldn’t put it into words. I had experienced similar sensations before, but something was different. Something.

It was after I realized that what I was stabbing was completely silent that I stopped moving my arm mechanically, spattering blood several times.

I was out of breath. A little while ago it felt like my breathing had stopped, but now I was breathing so quickly that it felt like it was difficult.

After trying to catch my breath a few times, I remembered someone I had forgotten.

Amelia.

Amelia covered her mouth with both hands and was looking at me with wide open eyes. Although she was held in the maid’s arms, her face stretched out to the side over the maid’s shoulder was looking straight at me.

I… … Did I go too far? Did I show myself too horribly?

When Amelia said there would be a battle, I thought it too lightly. Of course, there had been battles before, and the adults had taken care of all the barbarians back then. Even if there was a battle, I thought I would never swing my sword.

I looked down at my hands.

It was a red color that was clearly visible even in the dim light. Almost the entire arm, starting from the hand, was stained with blood. The blood flowing from the wet hand was running down the sword body, dripping drop by drop.

My skin color was especially white even among white-skinned people. Albino was not a common trait.

And the hair—I’m sure it looks like red paint splattered haphazardly on white drawing paper.

“Amel—”

I opened my mouth, feeling like I should say something to defend myself, but—

“Elsie!”

My words were immediately drowned out by Amelia’s screams.

For a moment, I thought Amelia was yelling to blame me.

However, I realized that Amelia’s wide open eyes were not looking at my face, but at the side of my face.

When I quickly turned around, my eyes met the eyes of the savage.

I swung my sword, but the sword I swung too hastily did not have enough strength.

The blade sank into the barbarian’s collar bone.

As if to prevent it from moving, the barbarian immediately grabbed the blade with his right hand and pressed it tightly. Blood flowed from the barbarian’s left shoulder and right hand, but the sword held tightly did not move easily.

But I couldn’t stay still.

I let go of my left hand and moved it to my waist. I pulled out the dagger I had prepared in advance. I immediately swung the long sword, but the barbarian’s other hand grabbed my left hand.

Almost the upper half of the barbarian’s body fell out of the portal. The barbarian’s body was heavier than I imagined, so I flopped backwards and fell.

An unpleasant smell pierced my nose. Something different from the scent of blood—yes, it was a humid and musty smell, like the one you get during the rainy season in midsummer. It’s a smell you rarely smell in Delki City, which is dry all year round.

Amelia wasn’t the only one who realized I was in danger. Gray, who was chewing on another savage’s head over there, also looked in my direction.

When Gray crouched as if he was about to jump,

I saw something golden on the right side of my field of vision.