The Transmigrated Novelist

Her idea and execution were perfect and combined with the fact that it was unexpected Young Noble Clark was surely going to suffer a lot even if he didn't die.

In fact, the truth was that she didn't expect her attack to connect directly as it would be too easy, and that would prove that Young Noble Clark was truly trash.

Not that she would have any other opinion no matter what happened, but at least her thoughts about him wouldn't deteriorate more.

To her disappointment though Young Noble Clark didn't seem to have any thoughts of dodging or defending against her attack, as her swords soon reached his neck.

Well, this was good too, as like this she wouldn't have to waste more time and energy with this trash, and she would be able to think about her escape.

'Clanggggg~!'

Before she could get excited at her victory though, the sound of metal hitting a hard rock sound in the area, and she felt her hand go a bit numb from the clash.

After receiving the hit, Young Noble Clark had rolled on the ground, and stood up after one roll, with a clear grin on his face.

She was unable to understand what was going on for a moment, but the next one she was able to see a weird luster on the body of Young Noble Clark who just stood grinning in front of her.

"Hahahaah~! How does it feel to hit my Rank 4 Rock Barrier Amelia? Do you think that it would be that easy to kill me!?"

Amelia's face was strange for a moment, and then it went dark and gloomy. She clearly understood the situation from Young Noble Clark's words.

Apparently, this guy had a Rank 4 artifact upon himself that protected his body all the time. Weapon crafting was a field in and of itself.

The better the weapon craftsmen, the better the weapon, the better the result that one would get from it.

Highly ranked artifacts were extremely expensive, as a Rank 4 sword for example with a simple pattern and inscription could go on the market for a few thousand mid-grade mana stones.

But defense artifacts that could protect from the attacks of the same Rank, or artifacts with special and unique abilities were much pricier and rarer.

For example, the Rank 4 Rock Barrier that Young Noble Clark was using was at least 5 or 10 times more expensive than that Rank 4 sword, or spear.

One had to know that almost all the kingdoms in Navita used the bronze, silver, gold coins system. And that one low-grade mana stone was equal to 10.000 gold coins.

As for the currency between the mana stones depending on quality, one had to multiply with 100 for each increase in quality. For example, 1 mid-grade mana stone was equal to 100 low-grade man stones.

One could understand from this, that the amount that Young Noble Clark had used to buy this artifact was enough to keep a Kingdom running for a month or so.

But it was worth it actually! After all, it was a life-saving trump card that could help a lot of people of Young Noble Clark's level to escape assassinations or fights with stronger Rankers.

That meant that the normal attacks of Rank 3 that Amelia could exert at those moments were nothing more tingling for Young Noble Clark.

There were two ways to deal with these kinds of barriers, one was to attack continuously in order to deplete the magic power of the artifact.

But that wasn't a viable solution as Amelia was under the effects of the Rank 3 Gravity Formation, which meant that she would surely deplete her stamina before Young Noble Clark.

Or the second and more direct way was to attack the barrier with a Rank 4 or higher strength attack and destroy it in one hit.

With those thoughts in her mind, Amelia could only go for the second solution. The moment that she made up her mind, she decided to not hesitate, as she started charging another sword energy attack.

Seeing her decisive and quick movement Young Noble Clark's face turned gloomy, as he didn't expect her to fight him so fiercely and decisively, but he quickly forgot about it.

It didn't matter whether she was willing or not, after this fight, she would belong to him, she would be his slave, and would have no other choice but to moan under him.

With that thought in mind, he decided to not lose time, as he quickly jumped towards her to attack before she could make her move.

As he was on the air, he decided to not pull punches anymore, as two big Fire Balls were created in front of him, and he hurled them towards her.

That was his biggest trump card that no one knew about, actually Young Noble Clark wasn't just a Rank 3 Warrior, but he was also a Rank 2 Fire Mage, a favored child of heavens.

Looking at the sight in front of her even Amelia had to admit that she was a bit startled, but she still remained calm and continued with her attack.

A crescent moon sword energy attack was released out of her sword clashing against the two big fireballs.

'Boooommm…, Boooommmm…'

The moment that her attack clashed with the two fireballs it created an outstanding loud sound, as everyone only thought that she had reacted too late.

After all, she had reacted only when the two Fire Balls were less than 5 meters away from her, even if she could survive them, it was impossible for her to escape unscathed.

At least this was what everyone thought, as the next moment Young Noble Clark reached his targeted location as well, with his spear stabbing ahead.

'Cracckk…, Clinkkkk~!'

These weren't the sounds that everyone was expecting, so they were all looking dumbfoundingly towards the location of the fight, waiting to see what had happened.

…

At the same time, not far away from them, Master Gorg seemed to be in a terrible state with bloody wounds all over his body, charred parts, and tattered clothes.

If someone saw him at the moment, they would think that he was some kind of burly beggar and not a renowned Rank 5 Warrior.

Just now he had just escaped from another Fire Ball thrown at him, as a bit of his hair had been burned from the attack.

"Hhahahaha~! Gorg, you have truly opened this seat's eyes today! I have finally learned the meaning of a headless chicken! Hhahhaha~!"

The one mocking him was clearly Master Troy, who all this time had stayed behind him and hurled his Fire Balls at him like he was some kind of target practice.

Those words clearly angered the burly Master even more as he couldn't help but think of ripping the old guy's heart from his chest, and then throw him in the gutters.

'Just a little bit more he thought..!'

But he didn't have the time to think for long, as the next instant two killing intents appeared from behind him, as the two Masters behind were aiming with their sword and greatsword at his vitals.

This fucking situation had become a routine, as the moment he dodged the Fire Ball, immediately these two bastards would show up to attack him.

It had happened so many times that even he was getting sick and tired of it. He wanted to kill these damn guys as soon as possible and then return for his daughter, but these bastards were extremely tenacious.

'Clangggg…, Clangggg…'

Once again using his greatsword in order to block their attacks, the sounds of metal clashing with metal were heard, as he was pushed back with new bloody cuts on his body.

Using every dreg of strength that his body could produce he tried to turn a bit in mid-air, as he prepared to dodge the Fire Ball coming for him.

Just as expected Master Troy didn't disappoint him, as a gigantic Fire Ball was hurled his way, with the intention of harming him as much as he could.

Since he couldn't aim the fast-moving roach, Master Troy had thought of lowering the Fire Balls' strength and increasing its range.

Like this even if Master Gorg dodged his attack, he still would be unable to escape unscathed. While this wasn't perfect, it was the best strategy he had for the moment.

Master Gorg could only curse the damn old man inside his heart, as he once again tried his best to dodge the Fire Ball, and escape with as few injuries as possible.

He managed to escape the brunt of the attack, but it was still impossible to completely dodge it, as the clothes in his body, and his hair were lighted in fire again.

'I will fucking kill them…'

These were his thoughts as he once again jumped back and put his greatsword in a defense position to defend against the two upcoming attacks.

Even though his opponents seemed to have grown a bit tired as well fighting against him, they still had quite the smug expressions on their faces, as if they were seeing his dead body.

With how things had gone until now surely that wasn't wrong, but everything would change from now.

Master Troy, who was the one that, was the clearest about the attack felt a bad premonition and upon seeing Master Gorg's position, his face turned dark as he screamed,

"Careful it's a trap!"

But the two attacking Warriors were unable to pull back anymore, as they could only look dumbfounded as Master Gorg's aura increased from a Rank 5 to a Rank 6 Warrior, and…