winter era

Chapter 24 The Lutheran Stand
"Mage Killer, Crossalmi Sword. Only this thing can be used in the next battle."

After Kaos rummaged through the elf's package, he nodded in satisfaction looking at the shiny silver thing in his hand.According to the information in memory, he gathered the thing with huge lethality into his wrist, as the last resort to strike back.

He was very familiar with this wonderful weapon when he was a boy, and successfully used it to kill many "noble" knight adults.That period of rogue experience from childhood allowed Kaos to skillfully manipulate the Mage Killer under Rosalind's unbelievable gaze.Freely switch it into the two forms of Hidden Arrow and Hidden Sword—although the pronunciation is the same.

"Mr. Kaos, what is this thing called?" The little witch clapped her hands and asked him with her head tilted.She had already cut a small hole in the ice to stuff the gear in.If they succeeded, they would naturally be able to get it back. If Kaos died there, Rosalind could still use it as the last treasure and escape.It is unlikely that the third batch of mages will appear in the entire Northland.

Seeing the elf witch asking something, Kaos blew the dust that didn't exist on the terrifying weapon.The fingers nimbly mounted it on the wrist and moved it twice, which told the elf about the information about this thing.

"Crosalmi Sword, a terrifying professional weapon for rogues." The great wizard whose occupation seemed to be misplaced explained.

"This little thing looks like a sleeve arrow, but it's actually a terrifying weapon that all mages find troublesome. The shell that contains mechanics and mysticism allows this little thing to hide from all the detection methods. There is no way to prevent the assassination of this little thing except the prophecy spell and the preposition of killing intent. And most mages will not put these two spells on their bodies. Because mages face too many situations of killing intent, it is very difficult Easily schizophrenic."

Under Rosalind's increasingly surprised gaze, Kaos found a bit of self-awareness as a gold-medal wanderer back then, skillfully fiddled with the mage-killer Hidden Blade, and let the dark silver sword move freely under the dangerous gaze of the little witch. The blade popped out and retracted slowly.That skillful look made Rosalind touch her temple unnaturally.As if it might be pierced by a sword at any moment, a feeling of emptiness began to echo uncomfortably in the little witch's skull.

Of course, the little witch didn't know what this disgusting feeling was, and Kaos had no intention of explaining it.In fact, it is a biological instinct to see dangerous products.Who would have thought that a skilled rogue would be magically corrupted into that weakened state over the course of a few years?Since it is an instant achievement, there must be an instant awareness, Kaos had expected this from the very beginning.

But what he didn't expect was that he, who had become a great wizard, would pick up this little thing again.An emotion called emotion gradually invaded Kaos' mind, making his actions and words redundant.

"The prototype of this little thing comes from the Hidden Blade specially used for assassination. Of course, the inside will not have such a simple structure. The use of fine springs and stainless steel combined with the superposition of chemical agents can make the arrows inside directly penetrate the protective arrows." The strength of the arrow barrier. And the potion for healing and coagulation applied on the tip of the arrow can make the mage's flesh and blood coagulate and dislocate at the moment of penetration, making it impossible to cast spells. The highest kill record of this thing is A councilor wizard in a state of flux."

Facing the elf whose smile became more and more embarrassed, Kaos pointed at a piece of ice and shook his hand quickly.He only heard a faint "chirp" sound in the air, and then Rosalind saw the ice block in front of her, which was half the height of a person, being pulled and crushed silently by the power of magic and matter, and finally became It became a twisted mixture of ice and liquid.

Rosalind shuddered at the sympathetic feeling as she watched the blood-like liquid ice flowing down from the misplaced material.If this kind of thing hits her body, it is estimated that her fate may not be better than that ice cube.The witch didn't want to see her body twisted like that.Even as an ally, this guy has no security at all. This great wizard has the ability to turn security into terror.That nostalgic look really gave Rosalind the urge to turn around and run away.

"I used to be a very well-known wanderer." Kaos said casually, quickly resetting the sleeve arrows, looked at the remaining five arrows in it, nodded slightly, and put them on his body again. Covered with a black robe.But only Rosalind knew what kind of vicious weapon this guy who looked like the incarnation of a standard mage had on his wrist.

If this weak-looking guy approached and aimed at her body while others were not prepared, at least Rosalind felt that she would not be spared.And according to what this guy said, the existence of being connected to the Great Wizard will die miserably, right?
"I have used this kind of weapon to fight before. The feeling of running in the streets and alleys is really nostalgic. Especially the feeling of riding the wind when I jumped from the high platform before leaving It made me feel the magic of the world. And this is my motivation to learn magic... let's go, we are going to face our enemies." Kaos finally counted the equipment on his body, facing Rosalind nodded.Lifting the black stick, he took a step towards the ice field.

"Mr. Kaos, how many enemies do you think we are facing this time?" Rosalind calmly changed the topic to the other side in order to avoid some ominous premonition.But it seems to have just hit the cusp of danger.

"Enemy?" The mage walking in front turned to look at Rosalind.The serious expression on that pale face gave Rosalind the feeling of being oppressed by something, as if being targeted by some terrifying existence.Rosalind's completely incomprehensible consciousness filled the black-gray pupils, and vowed to wipe out another existence.

"If my estimate is correct, there are at least four elder ice dragons and twelve adult ice dragons. Accompanied by them are at least three great wizards and an unknown number of secondary wizards. There is one more contest Level enchantment and corresponding golem legion. This is my most optimistic estimate. Are you satisfied with this, Miss Rosalind? Because I only feel these enemies so far. If there are more, I may still I'll tell you next."

Listening to the data, Rosalind almost stopped breathing.

Kaos will never lie, Rosalind can be sure.He can play word games, or use methods to cover up his intentions, but for some reason, the little witch is sure that this pale man gliding on the ice will never lie.

What he said is true, at least there are so many people waiting for them to fall into the trap, and they are like snow rabbits gradually falling into the trap, and they are straightforwardly pierced through the heart and lungs with a stick, and finally their internal organs and Fur is treated as a product of food and profit.Rosalind is very sure that she will have such an ending, as long as she is a mage, she will be sure of such an ending.

"Mr. Kaos, are you crazy?!" The voice that burst out of Rosalind's mouth was a bit sharper than she imagined.

"That's a fortress! A legion! Mr. Kaos, are you crazy?! Didn't you say that the enemy came here because they couldn't find certain resources?! Why did they do this?! Could it be that there are people who don't want to do this? Is there a reason?!"

'I don't want to die with you, you idiot!If you want to die, go by yourself and don't take me with you! 'Of course the elf witch couldn't say such a thing.She could only bite her lip and stare at the man who seemed to have regained human feelings, but in fact, his mind had already turned into hell, trying to make this man's thoughts slightly reversed.

"Death is indeed a difficult choice for you, isn't it?" Kaos stopped in his tracks and raised his hand to sort out the sleeve arrows in his hand.The rattling sound made Rosalind sweat drip from her forehead.

She went above and beyond.As a junior wizard, question the choice of the great wizard.Before that, they didn't have any formal contract to determine the relationship, and apart from the oral contract, they didn't have any spiritual effect.According to those great wizards with relatively extreme spirits, even if they directly killed Rosalind at this moment, there would be no problem.

But Kaos is obviously not going to be such a spoiler.

"Actually, for you, the choice is your own business, but it is different for me. For you, it is just the disappearance of the race after hundreds of years, but for me, the responsibility on my shoulders is More important than anything in this world.”

The pale man readjusted the sleeve arrow to a place that was more comfortable for him.Putting down the black robe sleeves, he looked at Rosalind's extraordinary face with gray-black pupils.The idea that Rosalind realized that this man seemed to have human feelings was indeed a fleeting illusion. Apart from cruelty, what remained in those eyes was indifference to all life.

He doesn't care what happens to other people's lives.Because he doesn't even care what happens to his own life.

"My enemy thinks the same way. Why would I pass at this time. But if I pass now, I have a psychological advantage, right? Even if there are so many enemies, I still have half the chance of winning. Either they die or I die. Half to half, my advantage is still great. Six Crossalmi swords are enough for me to kill six wizards. Instant kill and law death are also enough for me to kill Quite the unlucky one. I believe I'm worth it."

"But you don't have to—" "—what's the need? Isn't it necessary to do this to this extent? Don't be kidding." Kaos raised his hand and waved, rudely interrupting Rosalind's defense.The gray eyes are full of contempt for all life.

"I am the head mage of the Northland, that's all. I have the obligation and responsibility to bear all these, and I also have the consciousness to die here. Generally speaking, those with such consciousness can only become villains in novels or biographies, but I am sure I will not die. It is impossible for my life to die in such an unknown corner. So I will face those idiots head-on and let them see the true power of a chief mage of the Northland. They should remember to me what is called Awe and majesty, that's what I think."

For him, whether there is one enemy or a hundred, it is meaningless.Hitting one is life and death, and beating a hundred is also life and death.So in the face of the problem that the outcome of these two crises is death, any worries and concerns are meaningless.Kaos admitted that the number of inductions from the enemy exceeded his expectations, but he would not be timid because of this.

"As for the boring things like life and death, it has never been in my consideration. The sentence 'everyone must have the consciousness of being killed by a living creature before killing a living creature' is of course bullshit. Why are you bound by the constraints of reason? Why do you have the consciousness to be killed when you kill others? I am the depriver, I am the sublime, so I will not die. I will simply not die. I will do my best to kill Others, but I myself will not die. This is destiny. I don’t have the slightest awareness of being killed. I don’t recognize the end of being killed by anyone other than natural death or destruction by magic.”

After saying these words to the elf witch like a lunatic, a strange color appeared in the black and gray pupils of the great wizard.After being convinced of his philosophy, the crazy wizard shook his head, and took another step towards the goal.As if leaving the last explanation behind, the indifferent voice echoed in Rosalind's mind.

"I don't recognize the ending imposed by others. Come out of those boring and contrived youth literature and pain literature, Rosalind. Know your position. We are the deprivers. Our path, even the sky has no way to decide .”

"Because we are wizards, the kings of this world."

　Ah...Ka Wenka begs for help until he dies...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)