[Translator â Peptobismol]
Chapter 109
All the women were slim like models. However, their combat prowess far exceeded that of ordinary Awakeneds.
Though they had been empty-handed, small bows had suddenly appeared in their hands.
They were specially crafted items.
They were compact enough to be folded and stored in a size barely larger than a childâs torso. The base and string, made from the bones and tendons of monsters, possessed tremendous elasticity.
The arrows were also made from monster bones, enhanced with magic to increase their piercing power.
Swish! Swish!
The women shot arrows at Zeon and Brielle.
Zeon and Brielle each dodged in different directions to avoid the arrows. However, the arrows changed trajectory as if they had a mind of their own, chasing after the two.
Zeon shot a fire missile to intercept the arrows.
Boom! Boom!
With a bang, the arrows exploded like fireworks.
Meanwhile, Brielle unleashed her magic.
âHaah! Barrier!â
With a burst of energy, a translucent barrier formed in front of her.
Thud Boom!
The arrows collided with the barrier and exploded.
âYou seem to have quite some skill. But it wonât be enough to escape from the Blue Leaf Special Forces.â
A woman in a hood muttered in a cold voice.
The women they referred to as the Blue Leaf Special Forces were not ordinary people.
Not only were their senses several times more sensitive than ordinary humans but their physical abilities also surpassed the limits through special training.
They circled around Zeon and Brielle like vultures at frightening speeds, continuously shooting arrows.
Swish! Swish!
Zeonâs gaze turned cold.
He realized that the arrows were not just intended to inflict wounds on him and Brielle but were aimed to take their lives.
The power contained in the arrows was formidable indeed.
Therefore, Zeon had to exert more strength.
Fire missiles poured out ceaselessly.
Boom! Boom!
Arrows exploded like fireworks right in front of Zeon.
The woman in the hood muttered as she watched.
âSeems like a fire-type Awakened. Itâs a waste of talent to be in the slums.â
She had already decided to kill Zeon and Brielle.
Levin and the man were important figures.
Levin was a rare type of Awakened, and the man was crucial evidence.
They couldnât afford to let anything slip.
If other factions found out they were with them, they would surely attract attention.
The most surefire way to keep the secret was to eliminate witnesses.
The woman in the hood adhered to that principle.
She thought Zeon and Brielle would soon fall. However, the situation was unfolding differently from her expectations.
Zeonâs movements suddenly changed.
His movements, switching from defensive to offensive, were much faster and more powerful than those of the women.
Bang!
âAaaah!â
With a strike, one of the women who had been shooting arrows flew backward.
It was because Zeonâs fist struck her abdomen with force.
The Inferno Gauntlet was an excellent item that could use flame magic, but it was also a powerful weapon in itself. And Zeon was exceptionally skilled in using it.
He had been trained rigorously by Dyoden.
Even without resorting to sand or flame magic skill, Zeon was strong.
After being tempered by Dyoden and wandering the world for seven years, undergoing harsh training.
His physical abilities were in no way inferior to those awakened as Martial Artists.
Boom!
âArghh!â
Another woman flew backward with a huge explosion.
It was clear that her mind had been scattered by the whites in her eyes.
Zeon searched for another target.
âDie!â
Pew! Pew! Ping!
The woman targeted by Zeon continuously shot arrows.
It was an incredible speed.
Four arrows almost simultaneously reached Zeonâs head, chest, and abdomen. However, Zeon calmly deflected the arrows without showing any signs of panic.
With a metallic sound, the arrows bounced off the Inferno Gauntlet.
The womanâs eyes widened.
Zeon, who had deflected the arrows, was suddenly standing in front of her.
âNo wayâŠâ
Thud!
At that moment, Zeon struck her head with his fist.
Fortunately, her head didnât burst open, but blood spurted from her nose and mouth as she lost consciousness.
Zeon was ruthless.
Just because his opponent was a woman didnât mean he would go easy on her.
One by one, they fell with a single blow.
The woman in the hoodâs eyebrows trembled.
âHeâs not a magic-type Awakened but a Martial Artist Awakened?â
Even then, Zeonâs prowess was incomprehensible in a rational sense.
His use of flame magic based on powerful physical abilities was a shocking sight to the woman in the hood.
Zeon quickly defeated all the Blue Leaf Special Forces.
âUgh!â
âAck!â
The Blue Leaf Special Forces, trained not to scream under any circumstances, groaned in pain as they lay on the ground.
Although it seemed like a simple punch, it contained a powerful flame energy.
Upon impact, the flame energy penetrated the bodies of the opponents.
As a result, the women struck by Zeonâs fists felt as if their entire bodies were burning in agony.
Burning alive was one of the greatest pains a human could experience.
No matter how rigorously trained, no one could endure the pain of burning.
Writhing in agony, the womenâs hats were knocked off.
âAs expected, theyâre elves.â
Their exposed pointed ears were an unmistakable feature of elves.
Even mixed with other races through marriage, the internet traits of elves never disappeared.
Brielle wrinkled her nose.
âNo wonder the smell felt familiar. But itâs mixed with a foul stench.â
Elves who had lived in the human world for a long time had a scent mixed with human odors.
It was a scent that elves disliked.
To a High Elf like Brielle, it was even more repulsive.
âThey must perceive me the same way. My bodyâs been ruined from making drugs.â
She could never return to her pure days again.
Brielle bit her lip and pulled her pointed hat lower.
At that moment, the leader woman removed her hood and spoke.
âI didnât know there was a formidable Awakened in the slums. If I had known, I would have prepared better.â
âYou mentioned the Blue Leaf Special Forces, right? Youâre from the North District, correct?â
âYes.â
The woman answered honestly.
[Translator â Peptobismol]
At this point, denying it would have been ridiculous.
âMy name is Borin Strabach. And you?â
âZeon!â
âYes, Zeon! As you suspected, Iâm from the North District.â
âI thought so.â
âThen you understand what youâve done wrong?â
âIs it the world thatâs wrong? Or is it that elves have completely different ways of thinking from humans? Isnât the fault on your side? You kidnapped Levin without permission and tried to take away a murderer.â
âWe had to make choices for the sake of the world. I have no reason to feel guilty about it.â
âThatâs convenient. Making excuses that what you did was for the world. Is that the survival strategy of elves mixed with humans? Maybe thatâs why you couldnât enter El Harun.â
âEl Harun? Whatâs that?â
Borin asked with a puzzled expression.
Zeon frowned at her reaction.
âShe doesnât even know about the city of the otherworldly species. Do the fallen elves not know? Or do only the ones at the top know while hiding the information from below?â
Which was the truth couldnât be determined at the moment.
Zeon deliberately gave a blunt answer.
âForget about it if you donât know.â
âHa! You really have a talent for making people angry.â
âYouâre not even human, are you?â
âWeâre just like humans⊠No, why am I saying this?â
âBecause youâre scared.â
âPardon?â
âItâs natural for people to become talkative when theyâre scared.â
âAre you saying Borin is scared? Donât be ridiculous. We elves never get scared.â
âThen why are you just talking instead of attacking? If I were you, I would have attacked already.â
Zeonâs words were decisive.
Ting!
Borin felt the thread of her rationality snapping.
When she came to her senses, she was already rushing toward Zeon.
As befitting the leader of the Special Forces, Borin possessed tremendous abilities.
She knew how to use wind-based skills, typical of elvesâ agility.
A B-rank magic Awakened.
That was Borinâs identity.
âWind Cutter!â
Muttering softly, Borin sent a Wind Cutter flying towards Zeon.
Whooosh!
The challenging aspect of wind-based skills was that they couldnât be discerned with the naked eye.
Just as wind couldnât be seen, neither could wind-based skills.
Rather than relying on sight and reacting, one had to move entirely based on their instincts.
Thatâs why Awakened with lower ranks or less combat experience found wind-based skills the most challenging to deal with.
But Zeon was different.
Even if they couldnât be seen, even when deployed without a trace, Zeon could vividly sense them.
Fwoosh!
He deflected the Wind Cutter with the back of his hand, wearing the Inferno Gauntlet.
Gritting her teeth, Borin unleashed the next skill.
âTornado Breath.â
Instantly, the wind spun at a terrifying speed and flew towards Zeon.
A devastating skill that destroyed everything swept away by its power.
It was the most powerful skill she could unleash.
Realizing that simple attacks wouldnât be effective, she went all out.
Suasuasuah!
The Tornado Breath destroyed everything in its path as it approached Zeon.
Witnessing that, Brielle exclaimed in shock.
âAh! DangerâŠâ
In her eyes, she saw an illusion of Zeon being torn apart by the tornado. But it was just thatâan illusion.
Where the Tornado Breath had passed through, Zeon was nowhere to be found.
Brielle widened her eyes.
âWhen did he get there?â
Zeon was standing behind Borin.
He had moved at a speed unnoticed by Borin and even Brielle.
Raising his hand, Zeon muttered.
âFire Rain!â
Instantly, an enormous downpour of flames descended from the sky.
Like meteors, the fiery rain struck Borin with incredible speed.
Qua-qua-qua-qua-thud!
The rain of flames mercilessly struck Borin.
With no room to escape, Borin dared not even try and relied on her defensive skill, Wind Shield, for protection.
The rain of flames relentlessly battered the wind shield.
Under the repeated tremendous impacts, Borin bit her lips forcefully.
âThereâs a limit to mana, he wonât be able to use such an enormous skill for long.â
Skills with great power consumed a lot of mana.
Therefore, some skills, even if used only once, could cause an Awakened to collapse from mana exhaustion.
Borin thought that Zeonâs current skill would be the same. However, contrary to her expectations, the Fire Rain continued to pour without end.
Zzzt!
Ironically, it was Borin who ran out of mana first.
As the effectiveness of the Wind Shield weakened, she felt despair.
âNo, this canât be!â
At the moment when her scream echoed, the Wind Shield shattered into pieces.
What awaited her next was a torrent of hellish flames.
The flames battered her entire body like bullets.
âAhh!â
With a scream of agony, Borin collapsed under the tremendous impact.
Only then did Zeon stop unleashing the Fire Rain.
Borinâs condition was surprisingly intact.
It was thanks to the overcoat she was wearing.
Though it looked like an ordinary coat, it was an item imbued with protective magic.
In a moment of crisis, the magic activated just once, saving Borinâs life.
âHuff!â
Although her life was barely saved, Borin was unable to move due to the tremendous impact.
Zeon knelt before the incapacitated Borin and met her gaze.
âNow, letâs have a conversation. It seems youâre finally ready for that now.â
[Translator â Peptobismol]