Accompanying the gentle and calm voice was a violent and fierce magic.
The king's greatsword paused, then changed direction just before it was about to strike Fran, sweeping to the side.
But it was too late.
boom!
The greatsword, burning with blue flames, was deflected by invisible magic, causing the person's center of gravity to shift.
But King Reinhardt was not alarmed. He swiftly switched hands with the greatsword in mid-air, changing the direction of his attack, and slammed it heavily into Fran's side.
The destructive force, like a heavy hammer, shattered a large area of floor tiles and sent Fran's limp body flying.
Fran, whose body resembled a pile of rotten flesh, was grabbed by an invisible force in mid-air and dragged rapidly, breaking through the window and flying into the rainy night.
It seemed about to disappear without a trace into the pitch-black night.
"…………"
Card.
The skeletal king, having lifted the greatsword from the ground and stood still, dragged it as he slowly walked to the broken window and looked out.
It wasn't a complete loss; the assassin who should have disappeared was now floating brazenly in mid-air.
He saw that monster with extraordinary vitality again; at this moment, she was being held horizontally by a tall figure wearing a hooded robe that covered her face.
The rain fell from the sky, but as it approached the two people, it was separated by an invisible force, outlining an ellipsoidal shape.
The figure in the black robe and the arrogant aura she exuded made her look like a sorceress from legends who suddenly appeared before the king to bewitch them.
Shirin held Fran in her arms, and after sensing her weak but still able to hold on, she stopped paying attention to her and instead looked down at the empty eye sockets of the Skeleton King.
The rain poured down, and the royal city, devoid of any lit candles, appeared exceptionally dark, while its king looked up at the witch in the sky.
The two stared at each other silently, an invisible pressure brewing and slowly expanding.
The clouds in the sky seemed about to crack open from the clash of their auras.
Battles between legends have the power to influence, and even alter, the surrounding environment!
Although Shirin can only unleash the power of the peak of the fourth tier at present, this does not mean that her strength is at the same level as other fourth-tier awakened individuals.
The power she can unleash at this moment far surpasses that of others.
It's not impossible to draw with or even defeat a weaker legend.
Moreover, judging from Shirin's observation just now, the opponent seems to only possess the legendary realm and power, but lacks the corresponding skills.
They were still using the same fighting methods they used when they were just ordinary mortals.
"A monster's companion?"
Sensing something unusual about the other person, the king unusually took the initiative to speak:
"Are you here to rescue her?"
Looking down at the girl who appeared exceptionally youthful in her sleep, Shirin silently withdrew her gaze and calmly replied:
"No, I didn't come here for her."
Shirin doesn't yet have much affection for Fran.
Although Fran had saved her once before, it was also Fran who pushed Shirin to the brink of life and death, forcing her to make a choice.
Moreover, on the way to meet the king, Fran did not do anything to herself, but she did kill all the guards who discovered them.
From Fran's unusual behavior after the killing, Shirin could easily discern her true nature.
Thirst for blood, revel in battle, pure evil.
Xilin wouldn't say she particularly disliked this type of person, but she didn't particularly like them either; they were the kind of people she would actively keep her distance from.
The fact that they didn't cause trouble for Fran was already out of consideration for her last act of fighting for them and the king.
What is the relationship between those two now?
After thinking for a moment, Xilin changed to a more tactful way of saying it:
"She was just... a little animal that showed me a little kindness."
A little bat.
Beneath its purely evil exterior, there seems to be something different mixed in; it even takes the initiative to protect a maid... which is quite interesting.
I saved them whenever I could.
Having received an unexpected answer, the king paused for a moment before continuing to speak.
A deep voice suddenly rang out, and he opened and closed his mouth as if he still had flesh and blood:
"Stranger, what brings you here? Do you also wish to kill me?"
Slowly raising his sword, the skeletal king pointed the blade at the mysterious witch in the sky.
He sensed that the other party was not stronger than him, but strangely, he felt a sense of apprehension towards them.
The witch revealed no intention whatsoever; cradling the dying vampire, she slowly shook her head.
"I have no interest in your death whatsoever; I did not come here for that reason."
But I can't accept leaving like this, so...
She paused for a moment, then moved her arm around Fran to her left, raising her free right hand toward the sky.
"But at this moment... I have indeed come for you."
Rumble.
The sky above the clouds where the palm pointed began to flash with lightning, illuminating half of the sky.
A faint chill flashed across her face, which was veiled by magic. Shirin used her own magic as a trigger to stir up the lightning in the sky.
With the appearance of lightning, the previously suppressed and concealed magic revealed its true form.
[Advanced Magic Construction (Spell Enhancement)]
Spear of Augustus (Spellcaster)
[High-level Magic Burst]
[...]
Although it's only a fourth-tier spellcaster, who can say for sure that a well-prepared fourth-tier spellcaster can't deal damage to a legendary spellcaster?
The magic that had been silently gathering before drew upon the lightning, gradually forming a giant spear shape.
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