Whether powerful fairies or weak ones, at this mont they were all as helpless as infants, easily corrupted, assimilated, and fused by the Mors, ultimately becoming nourishnt for the Mors' expansion!
Artoria stood there woodenly.
What she was thinking, no one knew.
"Hey."
A voice reminding her to take action ca from beside her ear.
"What exactly do you want to do?"
It wasn't an accusation, but a question.
Having co this far, hadn't she decided which path to take yet?
Her eyes could see such implications in his expression.
"Right now, even escaping would be fine. Everyone is busy fleeing for their lives, no one would notice you. But that would an you've chosen to live as an ordinary fairy."
"If you don't want to do that, if there's even a trace of unwillingness in your heart, then regardless of whether you've found an answer or not, you must act imdiately and do what you can!"
"In this regard, even Gareth is better than you!"
By the end, his words had beco blatant mockery.
Like attracting stinging bees, Artoria imdiately glared at him angrily.
She jogged toward Gareth, who was surrounded by Mors, raised her staff, and struck at the Mors around her.
One Mors staggered from the blow, and over a dozen Mors turned their attention to her simultaneously.
Artoria's delicate fra trembled, her stubborn expression becoming strained.
Maybe she should just run away?
"Whoosh..."
An almost imperceptible sound of wind swept past.
In the blink of an eye, the over a dozen Mors split open with massive blade marks as if darkness pierced by dawn, slowly dissipating into nothingness.
"Don't think about fighting head-on. It's difficult for you to manage. Quickly evacuate the citizens and try to get them to the Count's mansion!"
Eiji glanced at the two girls.
"Leave the rest to us!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he shot forward, his figure soaring like a falcon toward Norwich's highest point.
"What does he an 'difficult to manage'? So condescending!"
Artoria muttered under her breath, unwilling to admit defeat.
"You should say less!"
Muramasa arrived before the two with full exasperation.
"Alright, I'll go with you two to escort the citizens to the Count's mansion. Sending two young girls alone, I simply can't bear it!"
Gareth slowly ford a question mark in her mind.
Shouldn't it be that he couldn't rest assured?
Why "can't bear it"?
What couldn't he bear?
It couldn't be that he couldn't bear to see us beaten to death by Mors, could it?
Emmm, that seems entirely possible!
"But what about the city gate?"
Gareth couldn't help but cast a worried look toward the city entrance.
Then she was surprised to see the entire gate sealed shut by a thick layer of ice, without leaving any gaps.
The Mors, unwilling to be blocked outside, were desperately attacking the ice.
"That ice should hold for a while. During that ti, we need to resolve the problems in the city as quickly as possible!"
Muramasa called out to them, his expression extrely serious.
"Let's go. Now it's literally a race against ti!"
...
"It's only been a few minutes, and there are already so many Mors inside the city?"
Eiji stood atop the spire of a tall tower, his astonishing eyesight allowing him to clearly take in the current state of Norwich.
"What's that...?"
He gazed toward a specific area of the city.
A lion-like Fang Clan fairy, still nursing unhealed wounds, was desperately rescuing fairies targeted by Mors alongside his subordinates, his voice growing hoarse from the effort.
"So they actually listened to my advice... But the real problem is up there!"
Eiji irritably looked up at the do obscured by rain clouds.
It was all because of the continuously falling "gray" particles that Mors kept appearing throughout the city. Unless they covered Norwich with a giant bowl, there was no way to prevent this situation!
"And of all tis, it had to break out during dayti! What a nuisance!"
Eiji was in an extrely foul mood.
Half an hour had passed since the Great Calamity erupted, yet the entire battlefield remained in this half-baked state.
The "fundantal crisis" showed no signs of appearing at all!
Eiji was certain that although the current scale of Mors was already considerable, it was far from the ultimate magnitude of that massive rain cloud. Sothing must be hiding behind the Mors!
He had originally intended to conserve as much magical energy as possible, saving his strongest firepower to unleash all at once on that thing.
But now he had no choice!
"No other way! Co forth, Dream Clones!"
Eiji activated his Dream Authority.
In a trance-like state, several black figures shimred like mirages from his body and, without a word, dashed toward various parts of Norwich.
"Ugh!"
Eiji gasped softly, feeling completely drained inside.
Creating a total of four Dream Clones had nearly exhausted all his magical energy!
As the Lord of Dreams, he could draw power from dreams themselves, but conversely, in places without dreams, he couldn't display his true strength!
Without dreams to support him, he could only use his own magical energy to create Dream Clones.
"The consumption is way too high!"
Eiji quickly left the tower, his figure moving like the wind as he headed toward the manor at the city center.
In that manor, human guards stood watch around the courtyard, while fairies trembled like quails, protected in the center.
Whenever Mors appeared, they would imdiately be sward and stabbed to death by the fully ard human guards before they could even cause a ripple.
"Impressive!"
Eiji landed in the courtyard, observing the orderly manor before him with admiration.
"Unlike the ungrateful and stingy Spriggan, my company stands on sincerity."
Peperoncino ca before him, wearing a proud smile.
Remarkably, he had managed to establish a shelter in such a short ti!
Unlike the nearly empty Vault City, now most fairies in the city were either hiding in their hos or taking refuge in this manor. Indeed, the righteous path shines brighter than the wicked one!
"Have you found the volunteers?"
"No problem! Once I ntioned providing protection in the Count's na, everyone rushed to volunteer!"
Pepe covered his lips, his expression gradually losing control.
"Wait, isn't that basically threatening them?Eiji couldn't help but complain.
But he gave a thumbs up, silently praising him for a job well done!
In tis like these, they should employ broader thods. The greater good cos first—being overly righteous would be unreasonable now!
"Bring them here quickly!"
"Already taken care of."
Before long, a group of terrified fairy volunteers was brought before the courtyard.
"Hold hands, quickly! Speed it up!"
Under Eiji's command, the fairies bewilderedly grasped each other's hands.
Eiji grinned viciously, as if seeing Freya in every one of them.
"Drain Touch!!!"
"Eeeek—!!"
The fairies scread in agony.
Mana flowed uncontrollably from their bodies, surging into Eiji's.
"Good, fully healed on the spot!"
After draining over a dozen fairies nearly to the point of vanishing, Eiji hopped with delight.
"Dream Clone!"
"Drain Touch!"
"Dream Clone!"
"Drain Touch!"
Rhythmic wails echoed through the manor.
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