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I Killed an Academy Player Chapter 163: Estelle Hadassa El Rath (5)

Chapter 163: Estelle Hadassa El Rath (5)

Two​​ weeks went by​​ since the kingdom’s‌⁠ military forces had​‍​ been in the⁠‌​ middle of a stalemate with the​ Tower of Mages.​​​ The navies retreated‌ from the sudden‌​⁠ tempest and a storm and stayed​ still for the⁠​‍ next two weeks,‍‌ and the mages‌‌⁠ of the Tower​ started feeling bored⁠‌ by it.

“Huaahm…‍ So when are​ these guys finally​​ going to attack​ us?”

“That’s‍ what I’m saying.⁠‌ They’re such a scaredy-cat.”

“I‌⁠ heard there were​‌ intruders in the‍⁠‍ Tower though…”

“Weren’t‍‌ they all killed‌​ straight away?”

The​ lower-grade mages of‍‌​ the Tower weren’t⁠⁠​ even alerted that⁠ the Saintess had‍⁠ long escaped the‌⁠ Steel Archipelago.

However,‌‍ the higher-ups of⁠‌​ the Tower of​​⁠ Mages didn’t really⁠ care. There was‍ enough sacred blood⁠‍​ in their possession‌⁠ already, and the‌ plan to resurrect⁠‌ the Titans was⁠ coming to fruition.​⁠

The⁠​‍ resurrection ritual was‌ going to be‍‌​ held in a week’s time, and​‌ from the looks⁠‍‌ of things, the‌⁠ border was looking​ like it would⁠‍​ hold for another‌‌‍ week.

Although​ the Tower of⁠​ Mages might fall,‍‍ if they could​ cross the ocean⁠‌⁠ with the revived‌​⁠ Titans and their​‌ experiment records, and​ reach the Dingle⁠​​ Peninsula, they would‍‌ be able to‍‍ reach Tates Valtazar,‌‌ the one behind⁠​⁠ everything, who was⁠ residing in the​​⁠ Northern Kingdom.

The⁠‍​ mages protecting the⁠​ borders might be​ massacred by the⁠‍‌ royal navies but‍ a loss of‌‌‍ that level didn’t‍⁠‍ mean much for⁠⁠‌ them.

‘Hmm…‍‍‍ I suppose I should tell the⁠​ useful disciples about‍ the plan beforehand.’⁠​

It‍​⁠ was when Elder​⁠‍ Blayne of the​ Blue Cult was​⁠ contemplating on whom‍​‌ he should discard‌‌ and whom he‍​ should save.

“Master!‍‍ Master…!”

“What⁠ is it?”

“The⁠ Kingdom! The Kingdom’s⁠‍⁠ ships are on​⁠‍ their way towards⁠ us!”

“Hmm…‌ Finally, huh.”

It​‍‍ seemed that the‍ Kingdom was finally‌‌⁠ going to move‌​ their heavy asses⁠⁠ after spending weeks‌ doing nothing, distraught‍‌‌ by the natural‌⁠ disasters.

“Prepare⁠ yourselves! It’s time​​ to show them⁠⁠ our power! The​‍ might of our​‌ Tower!”

Even‍‌ though they were‍⁠ all pawns that‍ the higher-ups were​​⁠ willing to discard,​​ the mages dispatched⁠⁠⁠ to the coastlines‌​​ were undeniably powerful.‌

Hundreds​‌⁠ of the mages​‍ here could destroy‌ enemy fleets with‌​​ their spells, and‌​⁠ the thousands of‌ familiars under their‍‌ control would devour‍​⁠ those that somehow​⁠⁠ landed on the‍ shores.

The⁠‌⁠ Tower would eventually‌​ fall should the‍ Kingdom decide to​​​ push on with‌‍⁠ numbers, but they​⁠​ would have to‍ shed the blood⁠​ of thousands if‌ not tens of⁠‍ thousands in the​​‍ process.

“Elder​‌‌ Blayne! We have‍‌ spotted a flying‌​ beast in the⁠‌‍ sky!”

“What?‌​‌ Wyverns shouldn’t be​ able to fly‍‍ in this weather⁠⁠‍ though?”

Only⁠‍‍ a small number​‍ of flying beasts⁠⁠⁠ were able to‍ fly around the⁠ Tower of Mages‌‌ due to the⁠​ severe weather around‌ this area. Most​⁠⁠ of the flying​⁠ beasts would freeze⁠⁠ to death without​​ having the energy⁠‍ to even flap‌‌ their wings.

That​‍‌ was true for‍​‍ even large flying​⁠‌ beasts like monster‌ carriers, so the‍ Kingdom hadn’t been‍ able to mobilize​⁠‍ any flying monsters‍​ for this operation.⁠‌​

“It’s‌‍‍ not just any​ flying beast! It’s​‍ a Hresvelgr!!”

Hresvelgr.⁠‍‌ An enormous flying‌​​ beast that was‌⁠‍ famous for being‌​‍ used as a monster carrier in​‍ the South. That⁠ beautiful white eagle,⁠⁠ unlike other monsters,‍ was a descendant​​ of a legendary‍‍‌ heavenly beast. A monster of that‍ level was probably​ one of the⁠‌ few that could‌‍ persist within the​‍​ chilly blizzard of⁠⁠ the Steel Archipelago.⁠⁠

“Hoh~.​​ Are they trying⁠ to drop a small number of​ elites behind us⁠ for a pincer⁠ attack? Tell those‍ idiots from the‍‍‌ Red Cult to‌ shred that eagle⁠ to pieces. There’s​ probably only one‌ or two so⁠‍ just shoot it‌‍‍ down with numbers.”‍⁠

“M,​‌ Master.”

“Hurry‌‌‌ up and move.‌​ What are you​‌ doing?”

“I,​‍ it’s not just​‌ one or two.”​⁠

“Huh?”⁠

“There’s⁠ thirty in total.”⁠​

“Of‌ what? Wyverns?”

“Hresvelgrs.”⁠‍

“??????”⁠‍

Don’t⁠⁠‌ each of them⁠​​ cost 20,000 gold​ coins or something?‍​‍

-KIEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!‌‌‌

Thirty⁠​​ Hresvelgrs roared from‌‌‍ the skies of⁠ the Steel Archipelago.‍ Their mighty voice‌​‍ woke Elder Blayne‌ up from his​⁠​ momentary stupor.

Every​ Hresvelgr under the‌⁠⁠ Dunareff Family, the⁠ Empire of the⁠‌‌ South, was called⁠​⁠ for the operation.‍⁠​

The‌ Purple Cult, in⁠​‌ charge of chimera‌ experiments, quickly sent‌ up their mutant⁠⁠ flying beasts but‍⁠​ they were insignificant‍ before the Hresvelgrs⁠‌⁠ majesty. They struggled‌‌‍ to keep their‍‌⁠ balance from one⁠ flutter of the‌‍⁠ wings of the‍‌‍ enormous monsters, and​​​ the giant eagle​‍‌ shredded the mutants‍‍‌ with their beaks,​ claws, and their‍⁠​ overwhelming weight.

It​ was a complete⁠​ defeat. After dealing‌​ with the cumbersome‌​ obstacles, the Hresvelgrs‌ landed behind the​‌ defense line.

What‌‌ they momentarily forgot​​ from their overwhelmingly⁠ destructive strength, was‌‍ that Hresvelgrs did⁠‍‌ not specialize in‍ battles. Their main⁠⁠ job was to‌​ carry items and‌​‌ VIPs. They were⁠‍‌ the best methods‍ of transport that⁠‍ could carry dozens‍⁠ of tonnes at⁠ once.

“Look!⁠‌ The Hresvelgrs are‌​ pouring out soldiers!”​⁠

The‌ real fight was‍⁠​ about to break‌ out. Elder Blayne‌⁠​ gazed at the⁠‌‍ enemy that suddenly⁠ appeared behind them‍‍ and readied his​⁠​ men.

“Do⁠‌​ not fret! There’s⁠ less than a thousand of them‍ so… W, wait!”‍⁠‍

“That‌ uniform and that​ flag… Aren’t they‌⁠ the Arden Sword‍ Squad? What are‌‌ the swordsmen of⁠ the East doing​ all the way​​ here?”

“Look⁠ at them! Those‌‌‍ mercenaries are the‌ bastards that constantly‍​‍ raided our labs!⁠‌‍ Warsky Mercenaries!”

Elite‍‌‌ swordsmen under Lunia‌ Arden, and the‌⁠ renowned Warsky Mercenaries‌ that cost a fortune to hire.⁠

The⁠ former were the‌ elites among elites⁠‍⁠ that money couldn’t‍‌ even buy, while​‍ the latter were‍ professional war veterans‍‍‍ who ate up‌ way too much⁠ money.

Why​‍‌ are these monsters​​⁠ all here?

“T,‍‌ that doesn’t change​ anything! Wipe them​⁠ out!”

Elder‌​ Blayne shouted from‌ his guts. Things​​ weren’t looking good.​​​ Their mages were​ supposed to focus⁠⁠‍ their spells on​​ stopping the navies​⁠‍ at the front‌ but a formidable‍ enemy had suddenly​​ appeared from behind!‍‌

However,​‍‍ it was still‌ doable. The mages‍⁠ here weren’t the​‌ only mages that‍‌ the Tower had⁠⁠ in possession.

After‌⁠ sensing something strange,⁠​‌ the Tower of‌⁠ Mages would send‌‌ reinforcements and that​‌⁠ strange combination of‌ forces would be‍ pincer-attacked to annihilation!​⁠‍

Elder⁠‍ Blayne told himself‌ that he simply​⁠ needed to hold​‌‍ the line of‌⁠ defense until the‍​ reinforcements arrived.

“Huahn?!”⁠​‌

That‌⁠ was when someone​‌​ let out a high-pitched voice.

“Who‌ is that?! Who’s⁠⁠ letting out that⁠‌ strange moan?!”

Elder​ Blayne roared out​​ in fury but⁠​ what came in​ response were more‍ of those strange​ moans.

“Hauht…!”⁠

“Huaahn?!”⁠‍⁠

They‌​‌ were disgusting high-pitched⁠‍ moans, and hearing‌​‍ his men utter‍ that disgraceful sound‌ infuriated Blayne.

“These​‌ guys… Uahk!?”

He‌ was struck by​​ sudden pain. His‌​‌ lower belly churned‍ as his bladder‌⁠‍ quivered like it​ was hit by⁠‌ a lightning strike.⁠⁠

Blayne‍‌​ was surprised but⁠ the pain didn’t​ last long. Soon,‌⁠ his mana circled​ around his body‌ and increased his‌⁠ magic resistance, but‌ that was only⁠‍⁠ possible for high-level‌‌⁠ mages like himself.‍‌

All‌​‍ the mages of‍​⁠ the shores except⁠‌⁠ for the higher⁠⁠ mages all cried⁠‍‍ out in pain…‍⁠‍ exclusively the male‌‌​ ones.

“Uoohhhnng…?!”‌

“My‌​ belly, bellyyy!”

“Mother…!”‌‍‌

“Huhh?”⁠‌‍

“W,‌‍ what’s going on?‍⁠‌ What is wrong‍ with everyone?”

The​‌ ones who were⁠ flustered the most‍⁠‍ were the female⁠‍​ mages who were⁠‍ made to hear‍‌ those despicable moans‍​ that came from‌ all around them.‍⁠​ They were puzzled‌‍ at the sight​ of the male⁠ mages crying out‍​ in pain as‌ if their uteruses​⁠ were contracting.

Like,​‌‌ why were these​‌ people who don’t​‍ even have a uterus crying out​ like a woman‍‍ in labor?

No⁠⁠ one here knew‌⁠‌ – none of‍ them knew about‌‍ the cursed seeds‌ that had been​ scattered all around‍‌‍ the Steel Archipelago‍‌⁠ by a small‌ number of intruders.⁠‍ The horrifying curse⁠ that would make‍‌​ every man inside⁠⁠ the lands affected‍⁠‌ by the curse‍ suffer the pain⁠ of childbirth when‌‌ ‘under attack’.

A high enough resistance‌ to magic would‍‌​ nullify the curse‌ and it was⁠ limited to areas​ that were the‍ size of a small to medium‌‍ city like the‍‍⁠ Steel Archipelago, but​​​ despite all things‍​⁠ considered, this was⁠ still the curse‍‍‍ of Macha, one​‍⁠ of the three‍ goddesses of war.‍‌⁠

This‍​‍ horrifying curse immediately​​​ rendered more than⁠‍‍ half of the‍⁠ mages that had‌⁠​ been sent by‌ the Tower useless.⁠ In turn, that‍ meant that their‌ familiars were also‌⁠ freed from the‌ control of their‍ owners.

“Uaahk!​ The chimeras are​‍⁠ going crazy!”

“Do​​ something! Control your​ familiars again!”

A squad composed only⁠‌ of familiars like‍‍ golems and chimeras‌​ became completely useless​​‌ when half of⁠⁠⁠ the familiars started‍‌ going on a rampage. Meanwhile, the‌‌‌ troops that were‌⁠​ dropped off by‌​ the Hresvelgrs… Korin⁠⁠​ Guardians raided the‍ mages.

“Look‍​ at them fall!”‌‍‍

“Wipe⁠​​ them out!”

“Kill‌‍‌ the women! And⁠‍‍ the men, we…!⁠​ I mean, capture‌​‌ them alive! All⁠​ of you will‍​ become like Chunsik!‍ Do you hear‍‌⁠ that?! WAHAHAHAHA!!”

It‍ was the beginning‌‌ of the fall‍ of the Tower‌​⁠ of Mages.

Although⁠⁠ it was slightly⁠​ more vulgar than​‍​ how it went‍ in the last‌‌ iteration, it was‌⁠‌ still working out​‌ as planned.

***‌‍‌

“Kuooohng…!”‍‍

“Mommyyyyyy…!”‌

The‍⁠‍ Tower of Mages​ was in utter⁠⁠‌ confusion. All the‌‌ male mages that​⁠​ were readying themselves⁠‍⁠ to escape the⁠‍‍ Steel Archipelago suddenly​​‌ started crumbling down‌‌‌ onto the ground‍‍​ with intense pain.‍⁠

“…What??”‍

In⁠⁠‌ the middle of‍​‍ his search for⁠ the disappeared Saintess,‌ the mages that‍ were with him​‍‌ suddenly collapsed, so​​ Dun Scaith left‍​‍ them behind and⁠ returned to the⁠ Tower of Mages,‌‌‌ only to find‌​‍ that there was‌‍ nothing different in‍‍ the Tower.

Of​​ course, it was​‌⁠ unlikely that the​ mages that collapsed​ from the intense‍‌‌ stomachache under the⁠‌ blizzard would return‌‌ alive, but that‌ had nothing to‍ do with Scaith.‍

He‍ quickly went to⁠​ the 9th floor,‍ looking for the⁠ Lord of the‍​ Tower. Adelene, the‍⁠​ Great Mage of‌⁠ Gold, was peacefully‌​ gazing down at‌ the uproar happening​⁠ underneath from his⁠ office.

“Tower‌ Lord~. What is‌‍ going on?”

“A‍ strong curse. It’s⁠​⁠ my first time​⁠‌ seeing a curse‍​⁠ this powerful.”

“Curse?”​⁠‍

“One⁠‍ that would come‌​​ out in the‍⁠ myths. There must​​ be a limit,​‌ but that still⁠​ renders half of‍ our forces useless.”⁠‍

It⁠ wasn’t just half.‌ Being a secluded‍ organization that rejected​‍ outsiders, most of‌⁠‌ the work was⁠⁠ done by familiars‌‍ who were under‍‌​ the control of‌‌ the mages. The‍ great confusion that​⁠‌ happened due to⁠ their rampage was‍ certainly a lot​ more than a ‘half’.

“This‌‌ marks the end‌‌ of the Tower‍ of Mages.”

“Eing…⁠​ That’s too early⁠ though.”

The⁠‌‌ fall of the⁠ Tower of Mages‌‌‌ itself was inevitable.⁠⁠‌ Ever since they‍⁠ tried to lay⁠ their hands on⁠ the oldest daughter‌ of the Dunareff‍ Family, they knew​⁠⁠ they wouldn’t be‍‍ able to last‍ long.

However,‌ it was much​ earlier than expected.​​ Adelene was expecting‌​ the Tower to​​ last two more‌​‍ weeks at the​‌​ very least and​​ wasn’t thinking that​‍ the defense line‌⁠ would break in‌⁠ less than a day.

“We⁠ still have the‌‍ data we need​⁠​ for the Titans’‍‌‍ resurrection. All that’s‌​‍ left now is⁠​ the reproduction of​ the sacred blood…⁠‌ That would have⁠ to wait until​‍‌ we get to‍‍ the facility prepared‍ by Sir Valtazar.”‍​‍

“What​⁠​ about the remains⁠⁠ of the Titans?”‌‍

“We‌​ have to take​​‌ them. Might have​‌⁠ to give up​ on some though.”⁠

Dun‌‍ Scaith did not‍⁠ ask, ‘How?’ for‍‍ that was a foolish question. With​ the help of⁠​ his cauldron and​​​ infinite vitality, it⁠‍ was definitely possible⁠ to carry the‍​‌ Titans’ remains across.‌

“Hihi,⁠ then let’s goo~.⁠‍‍ Master has most‌⁠ of the Titan’s‍ bodies with him⁠​ anyway~.”

After‍‌‍ all, most of‍‌⁠ the ones here‍ were only for‍​ research purposes that⁠⁠​ had been discovered⁠⁠ from the surroundings.​

The‌‌​ two of them⁠⁠⁠ headed to the‍ 8th floor, to‌‌‍ the private laboratory​⁠ of the Tower‌ Lord.

King‌‌‌ of Titans, Balor.​⁠ Next to the​​​ hanging evil eye⁠​ of the giant⁠‌ were other remains​​⁠ of various other​​ titans.

Evil‍‌ Eye of Balor.​‌‌

Leg​ of Mata.

Right‍ Arm of Elatha.‍‌‌

Oil‍ of Tethra.

Rib‍ of Cethlenn.

Those‍‍ were the remains⁠ of the Titans⁠⁠ that had been‌⁠ brought into the⁠‌ Tower for research⁠ purposes, but they​​ were still far‍‌⁠ from enough.

“Joints,‍ flesh, and other​ organs. We are​​ still short of​ 74% of the‍ body.”

“Hihihi…!​⁠‍ One second!”

Dun‌⁠ Scaith walked to‌​ the middle of‍​⁠ the remains of‍‍‌ the Titan bodies‌​ and stood up​‍​ tall; into the‍​ magic circle that​ had been drawn‍‍​ beforehand by the⁠‌⁠ master of Alchemy​ and the pinnacle‌‌​ of the Gold​‍‌ Cult, Adelene.

And‍‌ in his hands​‍‍ was Undry the​ Magic Cauldron, which‍​​ was the true​‌ name of the‍ Holy Grail that‍⁠ was considered to‌ be a sacred‍ artifact by both⁠​ the New and‍ the Old Faith.​‍

With​‌‌ Undry at the‍‌‌ core, the flesh‌‌ of tens of​‍ thousands of animals​⁠‍ that made up‍⁠ Dun Scaith started​‌‍ to fill up‍ the body of​ the enormous giant.‍ Sitting in the⁠‌⁠ control room which‍ served as the‍‌ brain of the⁠‍ Titan was Adelene.‍​

“These​​ bones aren’t compatible‌⁠‍ with one another,⁠ but I guess‌​‍ we have no‍‍ other choice.”

Adelene‍ used his profound‌ magical abilities to‌⁠⁠ combine the remains‌‌ of the Titans‌⁠⁠ with the chunk‍ of flesh that‌⁠ was summoned by​‌ Undry.

Before‍​‍ long…

“■■■■■■■■■■———-!!”⁠‍

A gigantic Titan started⁠​⁠ to soar into​ the air from‍​‍ the middle of​‌‌ the Tower.

“T,⁠‌​ Tower Lord?”

“W,​‌‍ what is that⁠ thing?!”

Some‌⁠​ of them recognized‍​ what it was‌ but that wasn’t⁠​ the case for​‌ most of them,‌⁠‌ who were at​‌ the lower end‍ of the hierarchy.⁠​ Seeing the 20-meter-tall‍ giant jump off‍‍ the peak of​ the Tower was⁠ an appalling sight‍‍⁠ for them.

『Every‍ mage shall hereby​ begin the process‌ of scrapping the‍ Tower of Mages.‌​‍ Those allocated beforehand​​ are to follow​ the protocol.』

Adelene​⁠ had no plans​​ of escaping with‌‌ all the mages‌‌ of the Tower.​​ This war was​‍ going to end‌‌​ in a year⁠ or two anyway,⁠​‍ so he didn’t⁠​⁠ even bother explaining‌‍‍ about the escape‍‍⁠ protocol to the‍‌‌ lower mages.

“F,‍ follow the protocol!‌‌‌ Hurry up!”

“E,‌ excuse me, Professor⁠ Reina! What is​ this ‘protocol’?”

“If‌‌‍ you don’t know‌​​ what it is,‍‍ just see what‍ everyone is doing​ and copy them!”‍‍‍

Only‍ a small number‌⁠ of them knew⁠​‌ what to do​‍ as chaos enveloped‍⁠ the Tower of‌‍‍ Mages.

They‍‍⁠ were mainly higher-ranked‌⁠ mages that were‌​ positioned above the‍ 5th floor, but‍‌‌ because of the‌ ‘Curse of Macha’,⁠ there were even​‌⁠ fewer mages that‌ were moving with‌⁠‍ a clear goal​‌ in mind.

A fair few of‍ them quickly noticed⁠‌ what was going‌​ on and moved‌‌⁠ themselves. They discarded‌‌ the male mages‍ that were rolling‌‍⁠ across the ground‍‌ in pain and‌ quickly chased after‌‌ Balor the Titan.​

During​ that, they released‌ several chimeras and‌‍ magical creatures who‌​ would serve to‍ hold back the‍ Kingdom forces that‍‌ were attacking the‌⁠ Tower.

The‌ resurrected King of‍‍ Titans, Balor, headed‍⁠⁠ north along with⁠ roughly 100 mages⁠‍ from the Tower.‍ They planned to‍‍ cross the frozen​ ocean and escape‍‌⁠ to the Dingle‍ Peninsula, to be‌⁠⁠ met by Valtazar.‍

“E,‍ Elder Drerian! Where‍‌​ are you going!?”​​

“To⁠​​ the forest!”

“This‌‍ is an emergency!⁠‍ I know there⁠⁠​ are all sorts‍‌​ of elixirs and​⁠​ herbs there but…”⁠​‍

“You⁠​ have no idea⁠‍ how precious they‌‌ are! There was‍ even a Korean⁠⁠ Ginseng from the‍‌‌ East that costed‍‍ us 10-years-worth of‍ our budget! We‍⁠ must retrieve that⁠‍‍ at all costs!”​

“Ugh…‌⁠⁠ Hurry up. I don’t think the⁠⁠ Tower Lord would‌ be willing to‍‌ wait for you‍⁠ to finish.”

Just​ like that, one‍ of the elders⁠ quickly left the​⁠‍ group, but what‌‍ they didn’t know,‌‌​ was that the‌​ Prohibited Forest had‌​​ long been wasted.‍‌

That‌⁠⁠ wasn’t the end‍ of their trouble.​

“Aren’t‌​‌ those half-giants?”

“Huh?​‌ Why are they⁠​ there?”

“I,‌⁠‌ is that a mammoth?”

It‌ wasn’t hard for​​ them to reach‌‌ the Dingle Peninsula‍ across the ocean.‍​‌ The mages all⁠⁠ had familiars that​ could help them​ with travel and‍​​ were able to​⁠⁠ respond swiftly to​​ most matters. Since​​ most of them⁠‍‍ were medium or⁠ high-ranked mages, crossing​‌ the ocean itself‍‌⁠ didn’t serve as‍ a problem for‍​ any of them.​‌

The​​ problem, however, approached⁠ them before they‍⁠ could fully cross​ the frozen ocean.‍⁠

On⁠⁠ the shores of​⁠‍ Dingle Peninsula, Balor‌​ and the mages⁠ found a group‌ waiting for them.​⁠​

Everyone‌‍‌ in that group⁠⁠ ranged from 3 to 4 meters⁠‌‍ in height. On​ top of that,‍ there was also‌ that animal that‍‍⁠ those giants were⁠⁠⁠ stroking like a pet – Blizzard‍ Mammoth, a Grade‌​⁠ 1 demonic beast⁠ of the North.⁠⁠

“Aren’t​‌ they the half-giants​‍ that were stubbornly‌ harassing our excavators?”​⁠⁠

“Were​​‍ they waiting for​‌ us?”

“Hah,​ those idiots… They⁠ were rambling about⁠‌ their ancestors being​ dishonored and whatever,​‌ and it seems​ that that will‌ spell their downfall.”‌

The‍⁠ mages grinned while‌ looking at the​​ group of 50‍‌ half-giants that were⁠ blocking their path.‍​

Of​‌​ course, half-giants were⁠ a menacing foe.⁠⁠‍ They had high⁠ resistance to magic‌⁠ and were tougher‌ than most knights.⁠ They were like⁠ a natural enemy‌​⁠ to the mages,⁠ but not anymore.‌

『…』‌

The‌ King of Titans,​​‌ Balor, had been​ brought back to‌‍​ life. To be‍‌⁠ exact, it was​​ just a scrap​ of several Titans⁠ with the Evil⁠‌ Eye of Balor‌‌ at the center,​​ but its physical‌‌‌ might was nothing⁠⁠ to scoff at.‍‍⁠

『Wipe‌‍ them ou-』

It‍​‌ was then. A large magic circle‍⁠⁠ floated from the‌​ middle of the​ giants as a mage soared into​ the sky.

A blonde-haired beauty carrying‍​​ her characteristic whip.⁠‌

She⁠ was someone well-known​ among mages – in fact, anyone‌⁠ who had gone‌‌⁠ to primary school‌⁠ would have at​⁠ least seen her‌⁠ face once.

“G,‍⁠ Great Witch. Josephine​ Clara…”

Oh​​ no.

It⁠ was only then⁠ that they remembered‌‌ that they weren’t⁠ at the Steel‍ Archipelago. Although dimensional‍⁠⁠ spells were restricted‍​ in the archipelago,⁠‍ they were already‌ close to the​⁠‌ Dingle Peninsula. Without​ the safehold, that‌‌​ was the archipelago,​‌‌ they had no​​⁠ option but to‍⁠‌ face a frontal​⁠‌ battle against the⁠‌ Great Witch.

“S,‌‌ someone! Stop the‍‌ witch…”

Before‍⁠​ one of them⁠‍​ could even finish‍​‌ their outburst, Josephine⁠​‍ raised her whip.‍‌‍ In an instant,‍​‌ an unbelievable phenomenon⁠​​ started to transform‍‌‌ the world around‌​ them.

“I‌ wasn’t expecting I would use this‍‍ again after the‍ revolution 90 years⁠⁠ ago.”

The‍‌​ sky opened.

The‌‌​ white sky of‍‍​ clouds cracked open,‍‌​ revealing the dark⁠‌‌ void behind it.⁠

Dimensional​​ Spell.

The‍‍‌ great witch who‍⁠ could freely make​​‍ use of the⁠​ dimension – one‌ who could go⁠‌ against the rightful⁠‌⁠ regulations of this​ world.

❰Meteor❱‌‌‍

A disaster started to‍ fall on them‌‍ from the sky.‌⁠‍

………​⁠

……⁠⁠⁠

Although‌ it was called‍ ❰Meteor❱, it wasn’t‍‍ like she was‍​‍ actually summoning a meteorite. Usually, she‌​​ would keep a piece of rock⁠⁠⁠ that was carved‍​ out of a mountain range inside‌‍‍ her alternate dimension,‌‌ accelerate it, and​ throw it down​ through a gate​‌‍ when required for‌⁠​ an absolute demonstration​‌ of might.

What‍ other name could​‌ you give to‌ the rock that​ was more than​⁠ 100 meters wide,⁠‍ if not the⁠ legendary meteor?

The⁠ fall of that‍ gigantic rock reminded⁠‍ the old mages​‌⁠ of the Tower⁠ of a nightmare.​

Back​⁠ when the Steel​​⁠ Archipelago – the‍‍​ Tower of Mages‍‌ – clashed head-on‌​⁠ against the revolutionists​⁠‌ without knowing anything‌​​ about them.

Two‍⁠ monstrous spearmen that‍⁠‍ could divide the⁠ heavens and a dimensional mage who‍⁠‍ could teleport them‍‍‍ everywhere. Back then,​ when all the​ important facilities were​​‌ crushed, leaving behind‌‌​ nothing but the‌‌ Tower itself, the‍​ mages were shouting​ for revenge and‍ fought to the‌‍ death when the‍ sky started to‍‌ crack open.

That‍​ spell which ignored‍‌​ all the theories⁠​​ they learned about⁠‍‍ magic showed the‌​​ infinite possibility of⁠‌ dimensional magic, and‍ at last, the⁠⁠ Tower gave up‍‍ after the disastrous‌⁠​ meteorite, which inflicted‍ more damage than‍​ what the two‍ spearmen had done‌ during the entire‍‌ war.

And⁠‌ that was why⁠​ the Tower of​ Mages were frightful​‌‍ of the name,⁠ Josephine Clara.

But‍‍​ unfortunately for them,‌ that legendary nightmare​ was being reenacted‌⁠‍ in front of⁠ their eyes.

“W,⁠ we are all‍⁠ going to be​‌​ killed!”

“Uaahk!‌ Help me!”

“Somebody.​​ Do something!!”

As​‌‍ if responding to⁠⁠ the cries of‌‍ the mages, the⁠​⁠ Titan started to‌ move. The eyelid​ was pushed up.‍​⁠

The‍ eye saw the​‌ light of the​⁠‍ day, as mana​⁠⁠ started to pour‌⁠ out through it.​​ The overwhelming supply‍ of mana was‍‍​ overflowing out of⁠ the eye like‌‍​ tears.

A radiant golden ball​ of energy started‌ to gather before‍⁠ its eye.

The​‌ Eye of Death⁠‌‌ that could destroy​ everything in existence,‌​ was what had​‍ killed the King⁠‌ of Gods, Nuada,⁠‌‍ during the war⁠‍⁠ of Titans and‍ the Danann. This⁠ mythological power was‌​⁠ none other than‌​ the ❰Evil Eye‌⁠ of Balor❱

-■■■■■■■■■■■■——-!!‌‍⁠

The‌​​ light that destroyed‌ everything penetrated through‍⁠‌ the 100-meter-wide rock.‍‍ When the Titan‌ turned its head,‌ the light continued‍⁠ up as it​​⁠ bisected the rock⁠ into two.

It⁠ was such a powerful ray of‍⁠ light, that it‍‍ separated even the⁠​ clouds in the‍​‍ distant sky.

The‍ Great Witch calmly⁠ watched that happen.‌ That spell was‍​ the strongest one​‍ in her arsenal,​ and the accumulation‍ of all her‌⁠ power, and yet‌⁠​ there was not⁠ a single sight‍‌ of despair on⁠​‍ her face.

“Student‌ Korin. Looks like‌‍​ meteor has failed.”​​

“The​​ situation calls for‍‍⁠ justice, friendship, and‌‍ courage.”

‘Again​‍ with some nonsense…’​ Muttered Josephine as⁠​ she clicked her‌⁠‍ tongue to his⁠‌​ words. But what‌‍ was incredible, was‍⁠ that Korin had‌ been expecting her‌‍‌ meteor spell to​ fail.

“The​⁠ Evil Eye is‌​‍ down. It will‌⁠ take 5 minutes‍‍​ until it’s back⁠‌​ up. Kranel, Yuel.‌‍ It’s on you‌ now.”

As‌⁠ if he had⁠‍ been waiting for​‍‍ it, the knight⁠ called out the‍‍​ names of his‍ two allied mages.⁠ Heeding his call‍‍ was the Sage⁠ of the Forest,⁠​ Yuel, and the‌‌ elementary Golem Mage,‌⁠ Kranel.

“Alchemic‌‍⁠ Combination. Golem Formation.”‌‌⁠

They​ threw dozens of‍ Elemental Cores into‌ the air, as‍‌ the materials that⁠ had been stacked⁠​​ up on the​ Hresvelgr started to⁠ combine into one‌‍‍ around the cores.‍⁠‍

That⁠‍ was the last‌​‌ reward of Golem​ Mage, Kranel Luden’s​‍ character scenario quest.​⁠

❰Grand​⁠⁠ Siege Golem – Junk Golem❱

The⁠‌⁠ siege golem reaching‍‌ 13 meters in⁠‌‍ height stood up‍‍ on its two‌‌ legs while displaying‍⁠⁠ its might, but⁠‌ there was more.‌‍

“Shell⁠⁠⁠ Reinforcement. Wicker Man.”​​⁠

Branches⁠‍ and roots soared⁠​ from the ground​‍‌ and surrounded the⁠​ Junk Golem. Yuel,‍‍ who had now‍​‌ become a Sage⁠ of the Forest,⁠⁠​ reinforced the Junk⁠ Golem and thus‌​ created ——— the‍‍ Master Form Junk‍⁠ Wooden Golem!!

It​​‌ was the two-legged‌‌ golem made by​⁠⁠ the so-called ‘Mecha​⁠ Dream Pair’ of⁠​ ❰Heroic Legends of‌‍ Arhan❱!

“This‌⁠ is not the‌‌⁠ end! Combine!!”

Kranel​‌‌ smirked before taking‍‌ out the treasures​ he gained from‍ Mag Mell, the‍‍​ Island of Treasures.​‍​

Danann​‌ of Smithing, Goibniu.​⁠​

Danann‍ of Brasswork, Credne.⁠

Danann⁠ of Carpeting, Luchtaine.​⁠

He‌ took out the⁠ treasure left behind‌⁠‌ by the three‌⁠ Dananns, ❰Maige Tuired​ Handicraft Set❱.

It‌​‌ was one of​ the hidden pieces⁠‌ of ❰Heroic Legends‌⁠‍ of Arhan❱, and‌⁠ when combined with​​ the cores—!

The​⁠ Junk Wooden Golem‌‌ started to gain‍⁠ size. Absorbing the‌‌⁠ surrounding environment, it⁠‌ used it to⁠​⁠ supplement its body​‍‍ and increased even⁠ more in size⁠​ without an end.⁠

Supporting​ that were the​‍​ Great Witch, the‌​‍ Sage, and the‌ Golem Mage.

An⁠‍‍ endless wave of‌‍⁠ mana crushed through​​ the earth and‍⁠ pulled them inside‍‍​ to become one.⁠

Behold.⁠⁠‌

That⁠ was the secret‌⁠ technique that the⁠‍ Danann craftsmen had‌⁠⁠ created in order​‌ to combat the⁠​‌ Titans. Added to​ that was the‌ wisdom and knowledge‌​ of modern mages,⁠ which created a technological collaboration.

❰System​⁠ All Green,

—You‍ have Control❱

“Behold!‍ The fruits of​​​ the earth have‍‌ combined into one​ to call for‌​⁠ new power! Become‍​‌ a star that​ sheds light upon​ the path!”

“Umm,‌ Kranel? Do you‌⁠ really have to⁠‍ say that?”

“Tuning‌ Combination! Dream Over‌ Fusion! Golem… is‌ arrrttt!!!!”

❰Over‌ Master Form Unlimited⁠⁠‌ Union

—Nature‍​‌ Golem Wicker Warrior❱​‍⁠

Go,⁠‌ Nature Golem Wicker​‍‍ Warrior!

You‍​ can do it!‍ Nature Golem Wicker⁠‍ Warrior!!

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