227. Escape is Planned (3)
‘Reap?’ Anyone listening would misunderstand.
“I’m just offering help and suggesting a few plans.”
“Right now, they might even follow you if you told them to go to their deaths together.”
That is, even if I wanted to use them in the wrong way, they might follow.
“That’s absurd.”
I immediately denied it.
If I really talked nonsense, they would turn away from me.
They’re not that stupid.
But there’s no need to keep beating around the bush.
He seems to have already noticed my true intentions.
I confessed honestly.
“Actually, I do have plans to use them.”
“You certainly have a peculiar way of putting things.”
“Well, it’s the truth.”
I don’t believe there’s pure goodwill in the world.
I’m not generous or righteous enough to help others to the end without getting anything in return.
There’s something to gain by saving them.
Aside from the magic tome or influence points, it’s the benefits I’ll gain in the future.
“You’re quite a talented fellow. Usually, youngsters who say things like that don’t last long.”
What ominous nonsense is that?
Should I take it as a compliment?
“You flatter me. It’s just been luck so far.”
“What, so does that mean this old man is unlucky?”
“Aren’t you? Or are you here because you’re lucky?”
“Kekeke. Well, you’re not wrong.”
When I retorted half-jokingly, he twitched his lips and downed the contents of his glass again.
“Tsk… it has no taste. These guys here don’t even know how to make proper alcohol. What I have aging in my secret workshop is a hundred times better.”
“Just so you know, I bought that alcohol with my own money.”
To add to that, this seemingly young old man didn’t contribute a penny.
“More importantly, can you even drink it properly?”
“Hmph. Don’t be petty. My hands won’t move if I don’t drink something like this. It’s a terrible thing to get old.”
“…That might be alcoholism.”
More than that, what nonsense is this alchemist spouting, who looks no different from me in appearance?
I glanced at him with an absurd feeling, and he snorted as if the taste of the alcohol had soured, then stood up.
“Hurry up and get rid of those damn guys. I’m getting tired of the alcohol here, so shouldn’t I be heading back soon?”
“That’s the plan.”
“Do your best. They’re following you, so don’t let them down.”
That’s a given.
“I hope you don’t worry, as nothing will go wrong.”
I wouldn’t have brought it up in the first place if I thought I couldn’t do it.
I’m just an ordinary human who’s afraid of failure.
So, I don’t make mistakes.
“Because it’s always the villains who fail.”
I just believe in that truth and act accordingly.
* * *
Continental Integration Council executive, Pemalt, confirmed the completion of preparations for the attack and raised the corner of her lips.
“Perfect.”
She felt satisfaction as she looked around at the soldiers who were completely dominated and aligned.
There are no errors in the formula that dominates and strengthens the soldiers.
At least as long as she’s alive, even a skilled person won’t be able to forcibly interfere.
Even if those different races are running away, it doesn’t matter.
Chasing after the exhausted is like hunting rabbits or foxes.
Moreover, this side is like taming 10,000 hunting dogs.
“We won’t miss them. Well, I won’t let them get away anyway.”
Even so, she really couldn’t let them notice and escape.
She couldn’t afford to be lenient anymore.
Pemalt immediately finished the final check and was about to order the dominated soldiers to sortie [begin an attack].
“Now! Soldiers who have submitted to me. By my command, give them despair–”
Pemalt, who had shouted that far, stopped without finishing her sentence.
She noticed a sense of incongruity.
“…Wait? Right now, could it be?”
What she felt was a faint presence.
Outside the city.
But there shouldn’t be any other humans there right now.
The humans here, down to the last child, are all dominated and used to suppress the relic tower.
More than anything, the strange rise in mana pressure felt there right now.
“Could it be?!”
She belatedly realized and tried to take action, but it was already too late.
That pressure soared to its maximum and then.
KWAHHHH!
Each gate in the city spewed fire, and all the gates in the fortress walls collapsed entirely with the explosion.
The road was blocked by the collapsed debris.
“To play such a petty trick!”
Are they trying to block the road?
But even if they do, it’s only a matter of clearing it away.
More than anything, it’s a smokescreen.
…The real target.
“Kugh!”
Pemalt confirmed the real aim and gritted her teeth as if resentful.
A gap connected to space opened in the air, and rain poured down from inside.
However, what poured down wasn’t ordinary water.
The proof was that the brainwashed residents who were soaked in that strange rain trembled one by one and then collapsed.
“…A drug?”
It’s a drug.
Moreover, a paralyzing drug with considerable efficacy.
Even she, who is resistant to most drugs, felt that her skin was slightly dulled when she touched the rain of that drug.
That drug paralyzes human senses.
It temporarily makes them unable to see, hear, smell, or feel anything.
There’s no one in the organization she belongs to who can make this kind of drug.
“This! If this happens, my orders…”
Certainly, she’s confident that she can’t undo mental interference no matter what that boy does.
But it’s different if the target can’t move an inch.
If they can’t hear the order, they can’t move, and even if they hear it, they can’t do anything if they have no senses.
What’s truly appalling is that they carried out that method without hesitation.
Certainly, it might lead to quick suppression, but the pain will be conveyed to them as it is.
Does that mean they don’t hesitate at all?
And after the rain of paralyzing drugs poured down, those who wore hoods to block the drugs on their faces popped out and finished it off.
They were taking turns hitting the paralyzed people to knock them out.
The soldiers she had painstakingly brainwashed and strengthened were being neutralized as if they were harvesting crops in a field.
Pemalt gritted her teeth at that fact.
“Tch! If so…”
Pemalt immediately changed her plan.
It’s infuriating that they attacked first, but it doesn’t matter.
Then she just has to respond.
‘Originally, I was going to take it out against that spiritist boy.’
It was when she was about to take out the countermeasures she had prepared.
“Oh my~ Look how much better your complexion has gotten after not seeing you for a while. It seems like life here has been comfortable. Well, have you been living like a queen? How presumptuous.”
The boy’s sarcastic voice, which sounded like she had heard it somewhere.
It’s that spiritist boy.
Immediately recognizing him, she unhesitatingly put up a barrier.
She doesn’t bother trying to find him.
And that judgment was accurate.
The boy, Aileon, who appeared from Pemalt’s blind spot as soon as the sound was heard, poured out an extremely condensed gravitational field as a surprise attack.
“I’m sorry, but it’s about time you moved out of the city. They say they don’t accept illegal residents here.”
KWAHHHH!
Soon, a huge impact blew Pemalt away as if pushing her.
As she was, she was blown out of the city’s fortress walls with the barrier on her whole body, unable to even think of stopping the momentum of the impact.
Having flown to the plains outside the city, she was buried in the dirt floor and dragged dozens of meters, tearing up the ground, before she barely managed to stop.
“Ugh…”
Barely managing to defend was all she could do.
With anger and humiliation at that, Pemalt removed the barrier she had put up and stood up.
Aileon, who had chased after her perfectly, landed lightly where she was glaring.
And in addition, a group of huge armor.
Ten of them, which at first glance were presumed to be advanced magical weapons, landed one after another and surrounded Pemalt.
“Well then~ Shall we hand down a punishment as a criminal caught in the act, Ms. Villain?”
* * *
Smiling boldly, I watched the actions of executive Pemalt, whom I had encountered once again, and entered a battle stance.
“I won’t let you even think about running away this time.”
I have my eyes wide open, and I’ve even mobilized all the Guardians excavated from the relic tower to surround the enemy.
It won’t be easy to escape.
Don’t forget.
The moment you prepare, the opponent is preparing several times that.
However, the attitude of the surrounded executive was somehow calm.
A detached appearance as if she wanted to say, ‘I knew it.’
“…Hoo, so you were prepared.”
That reaction is annoying.
‘It looks like there’s something more…’
I don’t want to see what she’s prepared.
“Attack.”
At my command, the Guardians scattered a blue light from their eyes and fired condensed magic cannons.
In addition, I also summoned Sprites and Salamanders to pour down a barrage of fire and lightning.
KWAGAGAGAGANG!
Flashing flashes rang out continuously, shaking the ground.
Pemalt seemed to be trying to hold out by quickly deploying a barrier, but there’s no way that’s possible.
It’s only a matter of being swept away by the attack and rolling on the floor in a battered state.
However, seeing the enemy’s appearance, I couldn’t help but frown.
‘…This is too easy.’
Isn’t she taking it too easily?
There’s no such thing as easy in the world.
That’s my theory.
Even a cockroach will resist with all its might when it’s about to be caught.
But somehow… that executive is openly hiding something right now.
‘I could have avoided the first attack somehow, too?’
From the beginning, I attacked expecting the enemy to avoid it.
But she didn’t avoid it and got hit.
Isn’t that a foolish choice?
She’s definitely hiding something.
It’s probably a countermeasure she’s devised against me.
There’s no need to see it.
She’s saving up on avoiding and counterattacking, and plotting something.
‘I won’t let her use it, whatever it is.’
But seeing her lips already twitching, it seems like it’s half too late.
It’s really sad.
Looks like I won’t be getting off work early.
“The preparation is already complete.”
Pemalt distorted her lips with an ominous feeling and activated magic.
“Who would let you use it… um?”
I tried to attack to stop her, but I soon noticed the identity of the phenomenon that was occurring and widened my eyes in astonishment.
To think she’d use this.
“A spirit… summoning circle?”
A huge circle was spread on the ground.
It’s certain.
The detailed style is different, but it’s definitely a spirit summoning circle.
The unusual thing is that the basic method is based on magic.
Spiritism made with magic?
“Spiritism?!”
“Ah, it’s a little different. There’s no way I can be a match for you if I directly summon and control spirits. I admit that much.”
It’s like an utterance that acknowledges my ability, but I can’t take it well.
She’s aiming for something.
“But how about this method?”
As she activated the summoning circle, an unusual pressure was felt from the inside.
I tried to stop her quickly, but it was too late.
The attack that was fired was pushed back by a large amount of mana.
“…It’s coming out.”
A spirit will soon appear from that summoning circle.
“Cold?”
The first phenomenon I noticed was the generation of a large amount of cold.
The surrounding grass and trees froze and shattered.
What that means is simple.
“…An ice spirit.”
Judging from the energy I feel there… high-grade… no, more than that!
A pure white light was emitted from inside the summoning circle.
After avoiding that light and paying attention again, the summoned spirit was already firmly in place.
A huge iceberg that was likely to be hundreds of meters high moved.
Looking closely, it’s an ice turtle.
“An ice spirit… and even a supreme-grade spirit.”
Even after coming to a conclusion, I couldn’t believe it.