Chapter 338 Saving my first love?
Lucretia & Lumiere Arc
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(POV: Lumiere)
In order to rescue Lucretia, my mind raced for a strategy to effectively defeat the Frost Lich.
You'd think I wouldn't need to have a strategy to fight this monster, but I actually did.
It'd be easy to burn it, yes...
But first, I had to separate Lucretia from the icy prison that bound her. Observing the situation with precision, I realized that using a wide-range destructive attack would be the most efficient way to bring down the Frost Lich. But such an attack would inevitably put Lucretia's life at risk, and that was sothing I couldn't allow.
"Honestly, this is just stressful..."
The Frost Lich let out a bone-chilling roar, fixating its gaze on .
Its massive tendrils, sharp as spears, shot towards with incredible speed.
There were at least seven of them, descending upon nacingly.
However, I was prepared.
With a swift and practiced movent, I activated my skill, [Flash Step], instantly vanishing from the reach of the incoming tendrils. In a blink of an eye, I reappeared five ters away, witnessing the tendrils bury themselves into the ground, creating a web of cracks.
If its tendrils were that strong, I'm surprised how Raxe even managed to survive.
Contemplating my next move, I stroked my chin thoughtfully.
Just as I was formulating a plan, the Frost Lich launched another attack.
This ti, the tendrils were crafted from ice, interweaving with each other, effectively sealing within their icy grasp. The spears encroached upon from all sides, denying any room for escape.
Yet, it was a futile attempt.
"Jeez."
As the frigid spears closed in, I channeled an enormous surge of flas from the depths of my very being. The searing heat emanated from my body, effortlessly reducing the icy spears to re wisps of steam, dispersing harmlessly in the air.
The hotness of the flas was so much that the icy spears didn't just lt or crumble to steam, they were erased instantly. Almost like the flas were so hot it didn't even give the spears a chance to lt; just instantly get evaporated.
"Hm, I have an idea."
I extended my hand and invoked my [Summoning Magic].
Calling upon the elental plane of fire, I summoned Fotia, the fire spirit, to aid in battle.
Erging from a grand pillar of swirling flas, Fotia materialized before , adorned in an elegant white robe adorned with red and golden trims.
"How may I be of service, master?" he asked as he bowed his head respectfully.
"We need to take down that thing," I said, directing Fotia's attention towards the roaring creature in the distance.
Fotia chuckled lightly, his eyes fixated on the Frost Lich.
It was hard to figure out why he found this funny? Was he laughing because he wasn't sure he'd be able to defeat it, or maybe it was because it was an easy task.
It better be the latter, I thought.
"Ah, is this so sort of test, Master?" he mused.
Confused by his question, I tilted my head and asked, "A test? I don't get it..."
The fire spirit smirked, his expression filled with confidence. "Master, you possess more than enough power to vanquish even a thousand of such monsters," he stated assuredly.
"Is that so?" I said.
I may have said that, but he didn't need to tell before I'd be aware of my own capabilities. But at least, it answered my question of what he found so funny.
But then, a sense of urgency hit as I explained my predicant to Fotia.
"The concern lies in finding a way to defeat the Frost Lich without endangering Lucretia. There's a chance the monster has the ability to regenerate, and I don't want to risk a half-hearted attack that would only provoke it further and prolong this ordeal."
If it went on any longer, I wasn't sure how it'd affect the either dead or alive Lucretia.
He imdiately understood how serious a situation it was.
Fotia genuflected before . "Use as you wish, my lord."
He looked noble.
With a resolute decision, I extended my hand towards him, activating my spirit-based skill, [Armatization].
This sub-skill was originally a unique skill I after becoming a Spirit Master. But it further evolved after I acquired the Apex Skill, 『Spirit King Avelnarogius』. Since this Apex Skill covered the basis of all my spirit magic related abilities, [Armatization] was automatically rged with the Apex Skill.
The sub-skill, [Armatization] gave the ability to fuse my spirits into my being and transform them into weapons (armants).
In Fotia?s case, he transford into a magnificent longsword.
The resulting weapon was a sight to behold, with a golden hilt, a red core at the poml, and intricate inscriptions adorning the vibrant red blade. The edge of the blade itself shimred with a pristine white glow.
It promised trendous power.
Maybe I should've used him sooner.
Sa thing goes for all my spirits.
Gripping the handle tightly, I felt a surge of flas erupt from the sword, carving an impressive, deep fissure straight towards the heart of the forest.
"Now, Fotia," I said calmly. "Let's make this quick."
With lightning speed, I sprinted towards the towering Frost Lich, dodging the onslaught of deadly tendrils that lashed out towards .
My nimble movents allowed to gracefully weave through the tendrils, utilizing them as temporary platforms to propel myself higher into the air. Rising above the creature's reach, I took advantage of its colossal size, positioning myself for an advantageous strike.
Placing the transford Fotia longsword to the side, I tightly gripped the hilt with one hand, feeling the imnse power surging through the blade. I focused my mind, channeling the primal energy of fire into the weapon, the flas intensifying with each passing second.
My emotions roared into the blade itself. How I felt about everything.
The way I treated Ravenna...
Her death...
The way I spoke to Lucretia...
The way I spoke to Lucilia...
How I ignored Luna and Anastasia...
They way I spoke to Simone...
All these regrets pulled on my heart, it roared into a powerful fla that overwheld montarily.
But with all those anger ca...
Acceptance...
"I'm sorry, you guys..." I muttered.
With a powerful stroke, I unleashed the full force of the flas, eviscerating the Frost Lich's tendrils in a scorching fury.
A deafening screech resonated through the air, causing my ears to throb, but I pushed through the pain.
Without missing a beat, I executed a series of lightning-fast slashes, moving at such incredible speed that the monster could barely comprehend my movents. In its wavering perception, I appeared and disappeared within the span of a few seconds. After a whirlwind of strikes that lasted for what seed like an eternity but was only a re 10 seconds, I materialized four ters away from the Frost Lich, cradling Lucretia securely in my arms.
"Good, she's safe.." I said.
In a single devastating mont, the Frost Lich's body shattered into a thousand fragnted pieces, disintegrating into a swirling inferno of flas. The scorching vortex consud the remains, reducing them to nothing more than dust dancing in the fiery wind.
As the conflagration subsided, the longsword reverted to Fotia's normal form, the fire spirit bowing before in honor.
"Good job, Fotia.." I told him.
He smiled. "You flatter , my lord. It was nothing."
I nodded.
"Will you be needing my assistance with anything else?"
"No, that'll be all, Fotia," I replied with gratitude.
Fotia nodded, his head low, before vanishing into thin air, leaving to my thoughts.
Still cradling Lucretia tenderly, I realized that she was pulselessly cold, but her faint breaths assured that she was indeed alive. Though the source of her survival remained a mystery, I was happy that she was safe.
However, I knew that I had to act swiftly to protect her from the cold.
Especially with her... Being naked...
"Her body, it's so..."
There was sothing so attractive about her body...
But for now I needed to focus!
I channeled so mana through my body and into hers, and slowly, I generated so extra heat, this heat helped her body slowly recover from the intense cold.
More and more, she got warr, and the first thing that escaped her mouth was a moan.
She felt relieved, or maybe even satisfied.
"Lucretia, Lucretia, Lucretia." I called her na several tis.
I needed so kind of response besides a moan, I had to be sure she was okay.
My worry increased.
For so reason, I actually cared.
Or maybe the reason was very obvious.
Maybe I was still in love with her, maybe. I wasn't sure, but before now I didn't care about anything and yet here I was going out of my way to make sure she opened her eyes to see who saved her.
"Lucretia!" I called out her na again.
And then, slowly, she weakly opened her eyes and looked at .
"Lu... Lumiere..."
She called my na.
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