Chapter 404
4 0 4 – Hostage
“Guvah”
My partner snarls through her closed mouth. The light of [High Rest] leaks from the gaps between her teeth. She must be healing Volk inside her mouth.
Nice, partner. Imdiately after, she spits him out like a glob of gum, and he spins through the air with a spray of her saliva, then neatly lands on the ground.
“…I suppose I owe you my thanks.”
After landing, he touches his beloved sword to confirm that it has been dirtied, and a slight glint of disgust appears in his eyes. Th-there was no indeed to eat the sword too. I-it was sudden though, so I guess there was no helping…
“It’s the worst case! Volk has fully recovered!”
“Don’t worry, we have phisto-sama and Thermal-sama with us!”
“…But this situation really is bad.”
Volk’s legs kick off the floor, and he starts swinging his greatsword in a violent dance. The elastic arm of a knight sli that reaches for him is hacked and splatters apart. He then lightly bends his knees to spring up and bisect a different knight sli from behind along with its armour. The sli’s liquid scatters.
First, I want to understand the situation. As I look at the movents of the slis around , I ask my partner to heal the fallen adventurers. She nods and cries “gaa”. The light of High Rest shines from various places throughout the hall.
I look around. Miria should have also been invited here. As I look at the adventures, my eyes et with those of a blond woman weaning a thick mantle.
Her look of apathy towards is familiar. She’s the Saint’s attendant, the holy knight Alphiss. It seems she infiltrated the party as the Saint’s vanguard. She quickly takes her eyes off to fight a knight sli closing in on her.
It seems to that Alphiss can’t accept due to being a monster, having drawn a clear distinction from the start. She looks at in a way that conveys she thinks of as a re monster. It’s clearly a different attitude from the Saint, who thinks only in terms of what’s useful to herself.
Looking in the other direction, my eyes et with a black-haired woman who is crouching down. She’s staring at from a corner of the hall with her eyes wide open.
The last ti I t Miria was before I evolved into an ouroboros. I don’t think she’s noticed that it’s . If a dragon suddenly appeared, anyone would pay attention to it.
But… As I look into Miria’s eyes, the mory of killing Gregory, then pointing my claws at Miria and leaving the village surfaces as clearly as though it were yesterday.
Unable to bear her gaze, I’m about to look away when I notice the man next to her and hurriedly examine him.
With erald green two-tone hair, an androgynous baby face, and a poisonous smile… He’s one of the princess’s Three Knights, 『Sword of Absolute Death Thermal』. Like Miria, Thermal is also looking at .
N-no way, does he intend to take her hostage? Does he know the connection between and Miria? Did our relationship leak out when I protected her from him earlier? No, can he even connect the humanised from that ti with the dragon in front of him?
Or, if their boss really is the sli that has sohow survived, the information could have leaked from there. I don’t recall ever talking with Miria in front of the sli, but it had taken the skill that the mahaa wolves used to share information through magic power waves and allowed them to use the eyes of other mahaa wolves as their own.
Anyway, right now, the details of how he knows doesn’t matter. What’s important is that Thermal is securing Miria with the intention of deterring , and that he’s correct in that such a strategy will be effective against .
“Hey, Irushia! That’s your na, right!?”
As I thought, he knew my na. This further raises the possibility that it’s that shitty sli behind them.
An impatient smile floats on Thermal’s face. It’s the face of a man calling out my na as a desperate ans of survival.
From the reactions of the other soldiers, it seems they expected the Saint to attack, but they didn’t expect her to bring an ouroboros. It seems the Demon Lord was prepared to so extent, but it could be said that the Saint won an advantage by contacting and making her ally.
I clench my teeth and glare at Thermal.
『Hey, partner. You’re getting too worked up.』
I know that. I’m fully aware. I don’t know how much information they have on , but I doubt they’re certain. If I react poorly, it might put Miria in more danger.
“Ha haha haha! As I thought, that’s how it is then? Suddenly stiffening up like that is as good as confessing.”
Thermal drawls.
“…S-sorry to tell you this while you’ve got your hopes up, but even if that dragon is Irushia-san… I’m not sure I’ll be of much use as a hostage…”
Miria’s words wrench my heart. I turn away to face another knight sli.
Right now, the highest priority is extermination of the slis in this room. The Demon Lord is summoning adventurers to turn them into experience. If nothing is done, it’s likely that they’ll soon die.
“Besides! It’s not like you can kill at your own discretion!”
Miria’s voice causes my shoulders to tremble. He can’t kill her? What does that an? No, regardless of why, if that’s true, it’s information I’m incredibly grateful to know.
“Y-you! Shut up, girl! Don’t push your luck, I can kill you, no problem… It’s not as though you have any value other than as a hostage.”
“Kyaaah!”
At the edge of my field of view, Thermal reaches out a hand for Miria’s neck.
“GuuOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOH!”
I gather magic power in my abdon and release a [Roar] towards Thermal. For a mont, all movent in the hall stops. Thermal’s expression also freezes, but that soon lts away and he smiles.
“This woman is important to you? Then co get her. Don’t leave it to your underlings, or you’ll regret it for sure.”
Saying that, he takes Miria’s arm and runs into another room.
“I-Irushia-san? Why…”
At the last mont, my eyes et with Miria’s.
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