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Episode 342 Let's take it easy on the way back. (1)

The two were extremely tired now. They had fought against 200 people for a short while.

Although they were easy to catch because of the difference in skill, their physical condition worsened as they used more mana.

Honestly, I wanted to go home now. And things were not going well.

"Now… … it seems like there are too many enemies coming?"

All the guards in the mansion were mobilized, and even the city garrison was advancing.

The number of soldiers has increased beyond comparison, and knights are also included.

It would have been quite difficult for three people to get through them.

"But I have to go. I can't miss a single person."

Even if he can't save them, Dominic will understand. He won't assume there will be no harm done.

But Giselle didn't want to do that.

Because he knows better than anyone the grief of losing a family member.

"If I go alone, it will be difficult to rescue the hostages. Follow me quickly."

Dominic's family consists of only his mother and son. In order for him to easily clear the way, someone else must safely carry the hostages.

Jiselle said nothing more and just ran out.

Fighting is all about momentum. When facing many enemies, you need to show overwhelming power in the beginning.

Boom!

"Eww!"

As soon as Giselle swung her sword, the soldiers in the lead were blown away.

Of course, they didn't just take it. They took advantage of the number and simultaneously thrust their spears at Jiselle.

Jiselle neither avoided nor blocked it.

Tata tata tang!

The soldiers were startled by the feeling of being hit by steel. No matter how much of a knight he was, he would get hurt if he was attacked so openly.

However, a red light flashed at the stabbing site and the weapon did not go in at all.

"What, what is it… … ."

The soldiers stopped moving in bewilderment, dumbfounded by the absurd situation.

And those were the last words they ever spoke.

Boom!

Mana exploded from Giselle's sword, blowing away everything around her.

"this guy!"

A knight rushed forward and swung his sword at Jiselle. It seemed as if he had poured all his strength into it, and mana rippled around the blade.

Even Jiselle couldn't take a hit from a sword filled with mana. Instead, she didn't even dodge.

What he needs to show now is that he can kill everyone here by himself.

Kwaaang!

As Giselle swung her sword, the knight's sword was shattered. The knight's eyes trembled at the overwhelming difference in strength.

Scratch!

Jiselle's sword drew a red line and the knight's head fell off.

Jiselle cut through the center, slashing at numerous enemies in that manner.

Gordon and Lucas, who were following behind, looked at the sight with tired expressions.

"Why…? It seems like you've gotten stronger than before?"

"What can we do?"

It really looked like he could single-handedly wipe out all the troops in this city.

But the two of them know that mana is not infinite. Even that immense defensive power is maintained by consuming mana every time you are attacked.

Although it lasted longer than them, they also knew that the lords could not use the explosive power for long.

This is because the knights' mana cultivation method has the same fundamental structure as Jiselle's mana cultivation method.

We just reduced the side effects a bit so that the knights can train safely.

So the two quickly joined the fight.

Boom! Boom!

"Eww! What the hell are these guys!"

When the three men attempted to break through, the soldiers were unable to stop them.

Gordon and Lucas were slowly getting hurt, but with Giselle's brute force piercing through the front, there were very few enemies they had to deal with.

The enemy knights fought hard, but they were no match for the three men. They were weaker than the rugged knights of the North.

Although skills differ depending on each person's talent and effort, the environment in which one lives also has a big influence.

Kwaaaaang!

As Giselle exploding her mana without sparing any effort, hundreds of soldiers were easily defeated. Giselle arrived at Martin's mansion in one breath and pushed her way in.

"Stop it!"

There were far more knights in the mansion than outside. At first glance, it looked like there were more than 20 of them.

He was indeed the son of the richest man in the West, the Marquis.

"Ha, so you're still my son? Why are you giving me so many articles?"

There is no way a mere prince could personally command such a large number of knights. My father, Marquis Rodrik, must have supported me all of this.

"Take care of the soldiers!"

After speaking to the two people following her, Giselle immediately entered into a fight with the knights of the mansion.

Chaang! Chaang! Chaang!

Dozens of attacks took place in an instant. They were definitely different from the knights I had faced so far.

It was clear that the Marquis had taken the trouble to send these articles to protect Martin.

Jiselle immediately activated the three-stage core.

Kwaaang!

"Ugh!"

The knight fighting at the very front had his chest pierced by the sword that Giselle had thrust with explosive power.

The two knights who were charging from either side had their heads blown off in a flash of red light.

"Huh? Huh?"

The knight at the back froze as he was unable to adjust to the sudden increase in strength of Giselle.

All he could see was a red line moving in a zigzag pattern, approaching him. He couldn't even guess which direction the sword was coming from.

Scratch!

The red line instantly cut down the knights surrounding Jiselle and even the knights behind her.

Half of the knights blocking the three people disappeared. Giselle had no intention of continuing to fight them.

You've already activated stage 3 power. You need to distribute your power well to survive until you get back.

"Ignore me and follow me!"

Giselle made her way upstairs, pushing through the remaining soldiers blocking her way. Gordon and Lucas followed her, dodging as much as they could.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Every time Giselle swung her sword, the soldiers were blown away without being able to respond properly. After breaking through the wall of soldiers a few more times, Giselle was finally able to meet Martin.

Martin, with a tough look on his face, pointed his finger at Giselle and shouted.

"You, you! What are you! How dare you come all the way here!"

Beside him, two soldiers each held a sword to a hostage's neck.

The remaining knights all stood in front of Martin to protect him.

"after...."

Finally, Giselle stopped fighting and took a deep breath, covered in blood.

Gordon and Lucas, who arrived right away, also stood guard next to Giselle.

Dada dadada dada!

Then all the remaining knights and soldiers of the mansion came rushing in. Every space was packed tightly.

They took up arms and surrounded Giselle. The mansion was so full that the defenders, unable to enter, camped outside and waited.

Martin said with a frown, gaining confidence from the huge difference in numbers.

"Dare to be a guy who dares the hostage?"

Giselle looked at Martin like that and grinned.

"How many times do you use the word 'dare'? Are you that great?"

"Shut up! You piece of trash, you mercenary! Who the hell do you think I am!"

Martin couldn't hide his seething anger.

The Drake Mercenaries were one of the most important armed groups he could command. He planned to use them to quickly increase his power.

For him, who was fighting over the succession, the more cards he could hold that could be used at any time, the better, because he would not have to send his knights and soldiers into dangerous situations.

It was a short-sighted thought, but Martin did not think he was wrong. In fact, the Drake mercenary group had done the dangerous work for him, so he had been able to gain a lot of benefits in a short period of time.

Martin pointed his finger at Giselle and went crazy.

"Do you think you'll be safe if you let the hostages escape? The Drake mercenaries are the ones my father gave me as a gift! So their lives are mine too! How dare you betray your master, I'll kill you all!"

Marquis Rodrik bestowed many powers upon his children, the Drake mercenary band being one of them.

But now that the hostages have been taken away, Martin can no longer do as he pleases.

Giselle snickered as she watched Martin running wild.

"If it was that important, you should have treated it with care."

"What? Are you lecturing me right now?"

"Yes. Isn't it natural to treat someone as precious as possible when they're important? That's the kind of person I am."

At those words, Gordon and Lucas looked at Giselle with a salty expression. If the people of the estate had heard, they would have all grabbed her by the back of her neck.

Especially Claude.

Martin exploded at the sight of Giselle's leisurely appearance.

"You! If you move even one step, I will kill the hostages! Do you know that you are that bastard Dominic's mother and son? Drop your weapons now!"

Giselle had killed so many soldiers by the time he got here. If a fight broke out here, Martin himself couldn't be sure that he would be safe.

So they took the hostages and threatened them.

The hostages were trembling with fear. But their eyes showed a strong determination. They were like the family of a mercenary leader.

Dominic's mother spoke in a trembling voice.

"We… … Don't worry about it and run away. Tell your son… … that he can live freely now… … He doesn't have to live like that anymore because of this worthless mother… … He has to live the way he wants to live."

Then he looked at the boy next to him and smiled sadly.

"Honey, I'm sorry… … . But I can't keep living like this. It's time to go with this old lady… … ."

The boy closed his eyes tightly as he watched her speak with tears in her eyes.

The boy, who had been sobbing for a moment, suddenly spoke to Giselle.

"Please tell Dad I'm okay… … . And… … And… … ."

The boy immediately glared at Martin with bloodshot red eyes and shouted loudly.

"Please tell him to kill this bastard!"

The hostages looked ready to die. Martin was very unhappy about that.

"Shut up! Where did these lowly things dare to come from!"

As Martin became angry, the soldiers dug their swords deeper into the hostages' necks, slightly cutting the skin and causing blood to flow out.

Jiselle, who had been quietly watching the hostages, slowly put down her sword and raised her hand.

Martin blushed. He seemed to have given up on the rebellion, for he had put down his sword.

But I couldn't let my guard down. Those who were skilled at using mana could kill someone with just their fists.

He suddenly had a good idea and chuckled.

"You seem to be very skilled. Don't you want to work under me? I'll give you the best treatment. What do you think?"

He didn't seem to care even though so many soldiers had died. Giselle, who had been staring at Martin's greedy face for a moment, turned her head to the boy.

And he said with a smile.

"Excellent. I will definitely convey your message."

I like it. That's what the son of a mercenary leader leading a huge organization should be like.

But I had no intention of leaving you to die here in vain.

Jiselle's hands, which had been slightly suspended in the air, clenched into fists.

Bam!

"uh?"

The soldiers holding the hostages were shocked when they suddenly found themselves unable to move.

Knock knock!

"Kwaaah!"

Soon the soldiers' bodies were twisted and the hostages were released. The soldiers could not even think of recapturing the hostages and only screamed in pain.

As soon as Giselle pulled both hands back, the hostages flew towards her as if they were being dragged away.

Gordon and Lucas immediately took the hostage into their arms. They had finally taken the hostage.

"What, what is it!"

Martin was astonished. He had no idea how he could take the hostages away with just gestures.

However, the escort knights instantly felt the flow of mana taking over the surroundings and their expressions hardened.

They had never even seen such technology before. The opponent before their eyes was a force far stronger than they had expected.

"Lord, kill them! Kill them all right now!"

Even though Martin shouted and fought, the knights and soldiers could not easily approach Giselle.

Jiselle, who looked around at them nervously, picked up the sword she had dropped on the floor a moment ago.

"Gordon, Lucas. Guard the hostages."

"All right!"

"Let's take it a little easier on the way back."

Jiselle leapt forward with glowing red eyes, towards Martin, who was guarded by numerous knights.

"Hit!"

The knights shouted loudly and swung their swords toward the approaching Giselle. They must have used all their strength, as a strong blue light spread out from their swords.

Pfft!

But Giselle did not engage them. In an instant, he leapt into the air, flew over the knights, and landed in front of Martin.

"Uh, uh… … ."

Martin froze when he saw Giselle standing before him. It was like facing a demon covered in blood.

The knights who had grasped the situation turned around in a hurry, but Jiselle's movements were a little faster.

"Stop."

Everyone stopped moving when Giselle put her sword to Martin's neck and warned him.

He looked around with satisfied eyes and then spoke to Martin.

"You are a hostage now."