With Isaac's imitators chasing me, I can't waste even a second. Therefore, it is necessary to eliminate the enemy in the shortest and fastest way possible.
"■■■■!"
I slide one foot backwards and half-body against the hard sword that is swung down in a single vertical motion. To put it in terms of movement, it's just one step of evasive action. The fact that I have eliminated futility to the utmost limit allows me to counter immediately.
First, cutting off the enemy's sword by its handle, followed by a deep cut to the head, and then a counter-strike to the torso, severing it in a kesagake (hanging by a kesa). Then, to finish the attack, I strikes the enemy with a lightning bolt, silencing his dependents, who fall prostrate in the face of the overwhelming devastation.
"How's Liliana?"
She's probably fine, but is this thing all right? I don't understand.
The mind shifted from the defeated enemy to Liliana. The fire burns that cover the entire body are recovering well. If this is the case, it is safe to say that she survived.
"It's all right. It's time to move on."
"I know!"
"Can you run with Liliana on your back? As fast as you can."
'I'll be fine, but Liliana needs ......"
She'll be fine. Just run!
Right now I'd rather focus on speed than some risk. I have an irresistible bad feeling from earlier.
The current situation is that there is servant of evil god that imitates Isaac and normally encounters the regular species of the servant. It is hard to believe that there are only two enemies now.
If they were to appear in this entire city...
With this concern in my mind, I ran with Arthur through the city. Our destination is the command center. There, they would have enough strength to fight.
With this in mind, I ran out of the back alley onto the main street, and what met my eyes was the worst scene I had ever expected.
"■■■■!"
"■■■■■■!"
'Damn it, stay away from me!"
Geeaaaah!"
The fleeing civilians and servants chasing after the fleeing civilians. The blood and flesh bursts every time a sword with full of murderous intent flashes, and the sound of the final screams is deafening.
The soldiers and guards were seen in the distance, but they had no chance of winning in a one-on-one fight, and with the disadvantage of being civilians, they were not even fighting.
Even if bravely they stood up to the enemy, there would only be one more corpse lying on the ground.
"Oh, hey. What are we going to do about this..."
Arthur clutched at his words as if clinging to me. But I don't know how to solve the situation.
If I am the only one to survive, I can't afford to fight while protecting Arthur and the girl who hasn't awakened yet.
Even if I could buy a little time, if Isaac' like servant of evil god found me, I would be dead at that point.
If I had at least a few more people to help me...
I called out to a soldier in the vicinity. The soldier with a sorrowful look on his face hurriedly turned his head and looked at the "three kids" there, and his expression became distorted.
"Don't interrupt , you little brats! You're slowing us down, so get out of my way!"
'You're a pain in the ass!"
Arthur, stop."
This is a reasonable reaction. No adult in this extreme situation can depend on a child.
The only ones who would make a move now would be O'Brien's men. They might even respect my opinion, following the Lord's will.
I looked around the battlefield to see if I could find any familiar faces. The scene was almost completely overwhelmed, but there were a few places where the invasion of the households was being held back.
Fighting at the front was an elite unit of old soldiers. No doubt about it. Those are O'Brien's men. What a good job! The ability that used to annoy me when they interfered with us was so much more reassuring when they became allies.
So I hurried toward the direction of O'Brien's men. In order to break through the current situation.
With Isaac's imitators chasing me, I can't waste even a second. Therefore, it is necessary to eliminate the enemy in the shortest and fastest way possible.
"■■■■!"
I slide one foot backwards and half-body against the hard sword that is swung down in a single vertical motion. To put it in terms of movement, it's just one step of evasive action. The fact that I have eliminated futility to the utmost limit allows me to counter immediately.
First, cutting off the enemy's sword by its handle, followed by a deep cut to the head, and then a counter-strike to the torso, severing it in a kesagake (hanging by a kesa). Then, to finish the attack, I strikes the enemy with a lightning bolt, silencing his dependents, who fall prostrate in the face of the overwhelming devastation.
"How's Liliana?"
She's probably fine, but is this thing all right? I don't understand.
The mind shifted from the defeated enemy to Liliana. The fire burns that cover the entire body are recovering well. If this is the case, it is safe to say that she survived.
"It's all right. It's time to move on."
"I know!"
"Can you run with Liliana on your back? As fast as you can."
'I'll be fine, but Liliana needs ......"
She'll be fine. Just run!
Right now I'd rather focus on speed than some risk. I have an irresistible bad feeling from earlier.
The current situation is that there is servant of evil god that imitates Isaac and normally encounters the regular species of the servant. It is hard to believe that there are only two enemies now.
If they were to appear in this entire city...
With this concern in my mind, I ran with Arthur through the city. Our destination is the command center. There, they would have enough strength to fight.
With this in mind, I ran out of the back alley onto the main street, and what met my eyes was the worst scene I had ever expected.
"■■■■!"
"■■■■■■!"
'Damn it, stay away from me!"
Geeaaaah!"
The fleeing civilians and servants chasing after the fleeing civilians. The blood and flesh bursts every time a sword with full of murderous intent flashes, and the sound of the final screams is deafening.
The soldiers and guards were seen in the distance, but they had no chance of winning in a one-on-one fight, and with the disadvantage of being civilians, they were not even fighting.
Even if bravely they stood up to the enemy, there would only be one more corpse lying on the ground.
"Oh, hey. What are we going to do about this..."
Arthur clutched at his words as if clinging to me. But I don't know how to solve the situation.
If I am the only one to survive, I can't afford to fight while protecting Arthur and the girl who hasn't awakened yet.
Even if I could buy a little time, if Isaac' like servant of evil god found me, I would be dead at that point.
If I had at least a few more people to help me...
I called out to a soldier in the vicinity. The soldier with a sorrowful look on his face hurriedly turned his head and looked at the "three kids" there, and his expression became distorted.
"Don't interrupt , you little brats! You're slowing us down, so get out of my way!"
'You're a pain in the ass!"
Arthur, stop."
This is a reasonable reaction. No adult in this extreme situation can depend on a child.
The only ones who would make a move now would be O'Brien's men. They might even respect my opinion, following the Lord's will.
I looked around the battlefield to see if I could find any familiar faces. The scene was almost completely overwhelmed, but there were a few places where the invasion of the households was being held back.
Fighting at the front was an elite unit of old soldiers. No doubt about it. Those are O'Brien's men. What a good job! The ability that used to annoy me when they interfered with us was so much more reassuring when they became allies.
So I hurried toward the direction of O'Brien's men. In order to break through the current situation.
