< Chapter 6 - The Witch's Forest #4 >
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The pure white cross burst into flames with light.
The skeleton of the commander, whose ribs and spine were shattered to pieces, collapsed as if it were falling down, and Uder maintained his fist-pumping stance for a while.
“Hoo··· hoo··· hoo······.”
Cross of the Holy Cross.
One of the techniques of the Divine Fist, as the name suggests, was a cross-shaped holy grail technique that directly struck the enemy.
“Haa··· ha······.”
Yuder, who had made himself comfortable, continued to breathe heavily.
Even though my body got better with continued leveling up, techniques that used my internal energy still put a lot of strain on my body.
This is because there are still many areas where the veins, including the small veins and the large veins, are blocked or narrow.
‘Still… there are results.’
It wasn’t just a ring of pure white light surrounding the body.
The Divine Right and the Holy Cross.
Uther smiled pleasantly as he watched the remains of the Holy Grail scattering in the air and turned towards Cordelia.
As expected, Cordelia’s side also seemed to be nearing completion.
“Get out! Defend! Break through the nuke!”
Cordelia glided across the ground, spewing out orders like a machine gun.
No, it wasn’t an ordinary movement. He slipped through the skeletons as if it were a lie, then swung the Moonlight with the Striking spell and coolly shattered their necks.
And with that, the system itself was destroyed.
As Cordelia herself said, it was because the core of the Guardian Destruction Circle was pierced.
“Ooh! Ooh!”
Lucas, who understood Cordelia’s orders perfectly and guided the skeletons towards him, cheered with a bright face.
There were already three skeletons that fell to his sword strikes while sheathed.
“Let’s finish it!”
Cordelia smiled coolly and glided across the ground again. She did so quickly and smoothly, like a figure skater skating on ice.
‘Indeed, a yellow storm.’
Instead of running to help, Yuder just threw up his arms and exclaimed in admiration.
Even just the current movement was not an ordinary movement.
‘Are you moving across a grease-covered floor in a haste-gun state right now?’
This was something that would normally not happen.
Greece was a magic that was meant to be used as an ice rink, not a magic that was meant to be used as an ice rink.
But Cordelia could do it.
‘Sometimes I see them and they really look like wild animals.’
If Uther thought and calculated everything and handled everything, Cordelia was the type to leave herself to her instincts.
Even that wonderful movement now is probably the result of acting on instinct rather than thinking.
“finish!”
Cordelia, who was dancing between the skeletons, swung Moonlight as if she was swinging a baseball bat, and the skeleton with its broken hip fell down with a thud.
“Oh! That’s wonderful! Miss Cordelia!”
“Hehehe, V!”
When Lucas exclaimed in admiration, Cordelia laughed and made a V sign, and Uther suddenly remembered the old days and smiled bitterly.
‘The guild leaders would probably hate it.’
In a large-scale battle between guilds, the presence of the Yellow Storm was a disaster in itself.
‘Damn! I can’t predict how it’ll move!’
It was natural. Yellow Storm didn’t think much once they entered battle.
‘Could he be a genius? Otherwise, how could he appear so clearly?’
It is impossible to predict when, where, or what it will do, but strangely enough, the Yellow Storm always appears when it is needed.
Striking the enemy’s sore spot was a given, and as demonstrated in the battle just now, he was also capable of striking at the core of the enemy formation, causing the enemy’s camp itself to collapse.
Because of this, people who didn’t know much about Yellow Storm thought of her as a ‘genius tactician’.
A general who can see the entire battlefield at a glance, like Zhuge Liang or Li Mu.
But Uther knew the truth.
‘It’s just… a feeling?’
Yellow Storm’s own words.
That’s right.
Yellow Storm was not about poking the enemy’s sore spot with high-level tactical thinking.
‘What should I say, I just feel like I have to do that?’
Literally the same.
Somehow, I feel like I have to do it that way.
At first, Yuder also thought that Yellow Storm was lying. However, after being enemies for a long time, he eventually came to understand.
‘It’s instinct.’
Yellow Storm was a genius.
A genius in battle sense, not in intelligence.
She didn’t calculate the constantly changing battlefield situation. She just instinctively understood it.
And the results were clear.
What to do.
Where to attack.
And here’s another talent added to the mix.
The reason Yellow Storm was truly imprinted as a ‘human storm’, and her unique ability that even Uther cannot imitate.
‘Infinite spatial perception and multitasking.’
A typical max-level wizard in Hero Chronicles 2 could usually use around twenty, or at most fifty, magic bullets at the same time.
But the Yellow Storm was different.
‘274.’
The highest number of Matan used simultaneously by Yellow Storm.
She was truly a human storm, advancing alone while simultaneously wielding hundreds of magic bullets.
He single-handedly swept through hunting grounds that were supposed to be guild-wide, and he also single-handedly destroyed guilds.
‘Well, I still got first place.’
Finishing his thoughts with a smile, Yuder looked straight ahead again and saw Cordelia running towards Lucas and holding out her palm.
“High five!”
“yes?”
“High five!”
When Cordelia waved again, Lucas blinked, then timidly raised his hand and clapped his hands with Cordelia.
“Well done, as expected from Lucas. A master swordsman. The best.”
“Ahem, Miss Cordelia was really amazing. I was amazed once again.”
Lucas said, his cheeks slightly blushing.
Cordelia was Cordelia, but it was because the high five itself made my heart race.
‘There’s a similar scene in the Built Vine Heroes story.’
Yuder nodded alone and approached the two teenagers who were excitedly chatting away.
“It looks like it’s almost finished.”
“Oh, I think it ended well···. Prince Yuder. Hohoho······.”
Cordelia suddenly pretended to be calm and spoke, as if she had come to her senses upon seeing Uther’s face.
Lucas chuckled at the sudden change in tone and turned his gaze away as if he deliberately did not notice.
“Prince Lucas, are you hurt anywhere?”
“Yes, thanks to Miss Cordelia.
“I feel a bit awkward saying this, but… I’m glad that the other party was the Holy Cross Guardians.”
Lucas blinked at Yuder’s words, then opened his eyes wide and asked again.
“Are you talking about the Holy Cross Guardians? The ones who protect the continent from the shadows?!”
“Yes, the clothes the skeletons are wearing are evidence of that too… and more than anything, the fact that they used the Guardian Destruction Circle.”
Uder, who answered calmly, placed a hand on Cordelia’s shoulder, deciding to keep her mouth shut instead of hastily interfering.
“Count Chase has some connection to the Holy Cross Guardians. Thanks to him, both Cordelia and I were able to learn about the Guardian Destruction Circle.”
“Guardian Destruction······.”
“Yes, this is the most basic formation used by the Order of the Holy Cross. It may not be as strong as the Holy King’s Cross formation of Count Hresvelg, but it is a very solid formation. Is that right, Miss Cordelia?”
“Huh? Uh… Yes, that’s right.”
Cordelia smiled awkwardly and nodded.
She looked like a completely different person than when she was smiling coolly and swinging Moonlight.
“Anyway… I think that one group of Guardians ended up being trapped in the barrier and ended up becoming undead monsters as they are now.”
“The Guardians are undead monsters… Is it the power of the barrier?”
When Lucas asked with a slightly frightened expression, Yuder nodded slowly.
“That’s likely. But don’t worry too much. If you find the witch’s seal and break the barrier, everything will be fine.”
When Yuder answered softly, Lucas nodded with a stiff face, then quickly returned to his serious expression.
‘I too will deal with it like an adult.’
Although he was as dependable as Seorun Kyung, he was only one year older than her.
In order to become a worthy opponent, Lucas himself had to show himself as an adult.
But that was only for a moment.
Lucas suddenly frowned and looked back at the destroyed skeletons.
“Prince Uder, Miss Cordelia. This may be a bit much, but… I have a favor to ask of you.”
“which?”
“Can we bury them? If they are members of the Holy Cross Guardians, they are people who worked for the peace of the continent. It would be a bit much to leave them like that······.”
For some reason Cordelia also agreed with Lucas’ words.
“Since you can easily dig a hole with Dig Magic… how about making a large communal grave?”
He was talking to Lucas, but his eyes were on Yuder.
Uder nodded.
“Let’s do that. I also think it’s wrong for the Guardians of the Holy Cross to be left in a place like this.”
“Prince Uder, Miss Cordelia. Thank you very much.”
Lucas smiled brightly, quickly sheathed his sword, and began to collect the remains of the skeletons.
“I will sell the land.”
Cordelia spoke briefly and looked around, then found a spot that looked decent and cast a Dig spell.
And about ten minutes.
The group buried the skeletons in one place, erected a tombstone with the broken sword of the Holy Cross Guardians, and had a brief moment of silence and remembrance.
“May the protection of the Holy Spirit be with you.”
It was a moment when Yuder, after finishing his silent prayer, gave a short recitation.
“ah······.”
Lucas let out a sigh and a sigh of admiration, as blue lights appeared like fireflies in the Holy Cross Cemetery.
Cordelia said without realizing it.
“Nine.”
A mass of light equal in number to the number of Holy Cross Guardians buried in the tomb.
The clusters of light that circled around Uther, Cordelia, and Lucas as if greeting each other flew to one place, circled around again, and then soon scattered and disappeared.
“Ahhh… the people of the Holy Cross Guardians….”
As Lucas muttered softly with a moved expression on his face, Yuder clenched his fists and shouted inwardly.
‘bingo!’
The event of fighting the undead Guardians of the Holy Cross in the Witch’s Forest itself did not exist in the original work, but there were quite a few similar events.
‘It’s a cliché that enlightened souls tell you where important items are hidden.’
In fact, if Lucas didn’t come forward first, Yuder himself was going to make the offer.
‘Cordelia must have thought similarly.’
“It went really well. It went really well.”
When Uder looked back at Cordelia, she spoke softly with the aforementioned face. Seeing her eyes slightly red, she seemed relieved and truly relieved.
That would be the case, because Cordelia didn’t build her tomb after calculating it like Uther did.
In the game, it was just a skeleton, but here, it was reality.
There really was a Holy Cross Guardians, and they wandered through the Witch’s Forest and ended up becoming undead monsters.
How can one not feel sorry?
“Thank goodness··· Thank goodness······.”
May the souls of the Guardians of the Holy Cross find rest.
Cordelia looked at the scattered light with her moist eyes, and Uther, who felt like he was the only bad guy, coughed in vain.
“Ahem.”
“Huh? Why? What’s not good about it?”
“No, just. You’re kind, cute, and lovable.”
“What the hell is that crazy guy talking about? Do you have a fever?”
When Cordelia narrowed her brows in concern, Uther shrugged and patted Lucas’ shoulder, who was still touched.
“Prince Lucas, it seems the Guardians of the Holy Cross have left us with one last gift.”
“A gift… Ah! As expected! So you told us!”
Lucas opened his eyes wide in admiration and ran straight to where the clusters of lights had gathered.
It was under a large tree, its roots half exposed, looking like something was hiding inside.
“Let’s take a look.”
“Yes, Prince Yude.”
Lucas, who was very excited about the heroic development, took the lead in digging the ground, and soon a well-sealed wooden box appeared.
Judging from the cross design engraved on the outer surface, it was clearly an item from the Order of the Holy Cross.
“Prince Lucas, please open it.”
“Me?”
“Yes, it was Prince Lucas who suggested making a tomb. Open it.”
When Cordelia was also invited after Uther, Lucas blushed and nodded to the two.
“Then I will open it.”
Although it was sealed well, it was ultimately just a piece of paper stuck to a wooden box.
After taking out a knife and tearing off the paper seal, I opened the lid and found a parchment with an extremely complex inscription.
“This is······.”
“It’s a spell from the Holy Cross Guardians. It’s an offensive spell to destroy demons… It seems that the Holy Cross Guardians came to repel the demonic hordes that are sealing the witch’s soul.”
Lucas nodded seriously to Uther’s explanation and looked at Cordelia and asked.
“Miss Cordelia, may I use it?”
“Uh… yes, maybe.”
Honestly, I wasn’t confident, but since Yuder is here, I thought things would work out somehow.
“There is also a book on divine power. Prince Lucas, may I take this?”
“Of course. I use a sword.”
When Lucas complied, Yuder smiled and took the martial arts book. It wasn’t a skill book like the one you get from the dungeon book, but since he had the Heavenly Martial Arts Body and Yuder’s head, it wouldn’t take too long to get used to it.
“If they can create undead monsters, then their fraud is quite strong. It seems like we are headed in the right direction. If we go just a little further, we will be able to reach the center of the seal.”
It was at that moment that Lucas nodded to Uther’s explanation.
“Wait, wait a minute.”
Cordelia, who had been speaking quietly, suddenly stood up from her seat and started walking in a certain direction.
And Uther could see why.
‘The witch’s voice.’
Her soul sealed in the center of the forest.
Cordelia looked back at Uther as if answering. She nodded, her clear blue eyes shining.
“I hear a voice.”
The witch’s call.
Cordelia raised her hand and pointed beyond the fog.
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< Chapter 6 - The Witch's Forest #4 > End
