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dusa Lyseka stood in awe at the side of the pit, looking at the supre creation of the Buga Mage. The bronze giant stood under the heavy rain, and then it turned into a lightning bolt, shooting straight to the sky. It disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.
This is a masterpiece, she thought.
It was a pity that the one who controlled them was not from Jorgendy Ridge, but from the All For One society’s cultists. No one liked the evil cultists, as did Lyseka, but for certain reasons, she could only endure the hatred she had for them.
The beautiful lady could not help but shiver when she thought of the Devil Lord, whose body gave off the sll of sulfur.
She then diverted her own attention to the pit. The first Titan Statue was heading towards the battlefield. and the remaining statue was in the middle of activating itself too.
She saw the human dressed in noble clothing walk towards the Titan Statue. A ladder had been set up and there were many cultists clad in robes from the All For One society. This was like a festival for them. Lyseka suddenly rembered that this guy was a marquis.
Too bad that she always held disdain for human nobles.
She looked away subconsciously, but imdiately saw the last thing she wanted to see.
......
“White Mist, did you hear that? They are heading towards Brendel, what should we do? Such a big statue... Brendel surely can’t beat it,” the rchant girl said nervously after assessing the situation.
“Oh, then what are you planning to do?”
“Well, I don’t know..”
“Can we get in by cutting a path through?”
“What do you think?”
“Then what should we do!”
“There’s no way, Romaine. So things cannot be stopped by manpower. But when you beco stronger in the future, you can avenge him,” White Mist replied blandly.
The rchant girl fell into dead silence.
“White Mist. Do you think Brendel can beat them?” She asked.
“No, he can’t. That’s a Titan Statue. None of us are capable of facing it. There are two Titan Statues too. Admit your fate, Romaine. A witch must learn how to see fate and not change it. No one can change fate,” White Mist replied. As a contract spirit, human’s emotions were unnecessary for her.
“I don’t want to.” Romaine shook her head. “My fellow witch said it too. I’m a sorceress, not a witch, and I’m going to save Brendel.”
“So how are you planning to save him?” White Mist asked Romaine, obviously not taking Romaine’s words seriously as she stared at Romaine with blank, dead eyes.
“I... I... ” The rchant girl looked outside nervously, but then it seed like she had made up her mind when she spoke again. “I know, I’m going to snatch that stone statue here!”
“If you are slightly stronger, it might be possible,” White Mist replied calmly, “Every ti I told you to practice your witch arts, you always found various excuses to avoid it. At your current level of skill, you will only get killed out there.”
“No, I won’t.” Romaine shook her head. When she spoke, it was as though she was encouraging herself. “Brendel said it too. Romaine will beco a great rchant. Brendel will never lie to .”
“Romaine.”
“Yes?”
“You’re such a fool.”
The rchant girl giggled. “Brendel said so too, but Romaine is actually really smart.”
So people were smart because they could see through everything. When the mist of the future covered a mortal’s eyes, only a wise man would be able to reach the final result. However, so people were smart because they could see through people’s hearts from the beginning.
Only a few people would understand what kind of ideals and beliefs they were tirelessly pursuing.
For dusa Lyseka, she probably had not thought about what she wanted to pursue. As a resident of the underground of Jorgendy Ridge, it was already a precious feat for her to survive until now. She rely wanted to maintain her status as much as possible, to prevent her lord from abandoning her during a mission like she was just dust.
She had seen too many similar tragedies.
Therefore, she was accustod to being well-organized and careful when planning her moves. She must go forward step by step in order to prevent herself from falling into the abyss of unresolved disasters because of those unexpected changes. Until now, her plans had always paid off most handsoly, until she saw a little girl in a rchant’s dress rush out from the ruins and run towards the Titan Statue.
Sohow or other...
For the first ti, she sensed that there might be a serious flaw buried in her delicate plan. Right at that mont, she suddenly thought of the tis where Sir Benninger was suddenly spotted by the Eagle Demons.
It was perhaps intuition, or a mont of fortune which made her let out a roar. “Stop that little girl! Don’t let her get closer to the Titan Statue!”
The evil cultists on the outermost periter were the first to react.
These lunatics and bastards looked back nervously, only to see a beautiful rchant lady who was running, her hand lifting up her skirt. Everyone could not help but feel relieved. and they even started to bla Lyseka for making a huge fuss.
It’s just a little kitten who lost her way.
The cultists near her stopped subconsciously. They watched, calm and composed, as their companion walked alone in front of them and stopped the little girl. All of their faces showed the sa look of amusent and anticipation.
But they would soon regret it.
“Romaine, deal with the man on the left first,” White Mist calmly ordered her like a machine. She had no ability to fight, therefore she transford into a bow tie and tied herself around the neck of the rchant girl. Even though she turned into a bow tie, she could still observe the surroundings as a contract spirit.
The rchant girl took out a small cage and pointed it at the evil cultist who stopped her. “Bird in the cage, who gave you wings of freedom?”
A light flashed, and the cultist who intended to stop her disappeared. Everyone could now see the unlucky guy’s figure in the girl’s cage.
“Witch!” soone imdiately scread.
“Be careful, she’s a witch!” The evil cultists finally reacted, but it was too late. Romaine had already stepped past where the unfortunate cultist had been. Since the others were not prepared for the attack at all, the rchant girl passed through their defense easily and quickly.
“Romaine, the noble next to the statue.”
The evil cultists finally turned back and chased her, but the rchant girl had raised her head and took out a small wax figure.
“Castling Translocation!”
The next mont, she teleported to where the noble was, while the noble swapped positions with her. Right then, the evil cultists rushed forward and imdiately mobbed the fat, screaming noble beneath them.
The rchant girl was already close to the Titan Statue, and then, she saw the ladder. The bad guy she knew, Marquis Yoakam, was climbing up the ladder quickly.
Romaine imdiately lifted up her skirt and chased him.
“Too slow, use your magic!” White Mist stared over calmly while calculating the distance between the two.
“I don’t have any spells anymore, White Mist,” the rchant girl replied, sowhat exasperated. She chased after Yoakam, who was in front of her. The cultists behind her had stood back up and began to chase her again. The three circled up the ladder, and soon, they approached the Titan Statue’s chest.
At this ti, Lyseka and the Tauren Lord finally arrived at the foot of the Titan Statue.
“Sketa, go up!” Lyseka shouted.
The Tauren Lord, Sketa gave a loud roar and thumped his chest. With a sprint forward, he jumped onto the ledge, and with yet another leap, he landed right in front of Romaine and White Mist.
“Be careful above,” White Mist reminded calmly.
“Ah, what should I do?” Romaine saw Sketa descend before her. She was startled, as if she never thought that the enemies would catch up to her.
“Use the Embrittlent Potion.”
“But we will fall too.”
“We can’t think of them anymore.”
The Tauren Lord landed on the scaffold in front with a crash, and the whole ladder shook. Romaine quickly held on to the Titan Statue. At the sa ti, she drew out a bottle from the bag and dropped it on the planks
After the bottle broke, the liquid imdiately flowed out and quickly rged into the planks along with the rain. The plank turned white and gray. Unfortunately, the naturally unintelligent Tauren Lord did not notice this detail at all. He stretched out his big hand and tried to grab the rchant lady, but all of a sudden, he fell right through the planks and tumbled down.
The potion’s effect was extrely powerful. The entire ladder shook in a blink of an eye, as if it would collapse the next mont.
“Romaine, use the Magic Rope!”
The rchant girl wobbled in mid-air as she took out the rope used to bind Sir Benninger from her bag. With a mighty swing, she threw it up in the air, and the rope ca to life like a snake. It tied itself around the neck of the Titan Statue.
At the sa ti, the ladder collapsed all of a sudden. Romaine was left grabbing the rope while suspended in mid-air.
“Rope! Rope! Beco shorter! Hurry!” she shouted.
The shortened rope pulled her closer to the neck of the Titan Statue, but at the sa mont, Marquis Yoakam, who was at the front, was already climbing into the ears of the Titan Statue from the top of the ladder. Before he went inside, he looked down mockingly at Romaine.
He probably recognized who the rchant girl was.
dusa Lyseka watched, none too pleased, as Sketa fell from the sky. She had no ti to check on her companion as she quickly took her longbow from her back and shot at the rope in Romaine’s hand. She was planning to break the rope, but did not expect for the rope to remain intact after an arrow was shot at it. She instantly realized that the rope might be an unusual item. Imdiately, she shifted her target and aid for Romaine.
This arrow was aid at Romaine’s heart, but unexpectedly, the rchant girl nearly slipped off the rope due to a loosened grip, causing the arrow to pierce her shoulder instead.
“Ah! It hurts...”
Tears began to build up in the corner of her eyes due to the pain. Her grip slackened, and she nearly fell right off the rope. Fortunately, White Mist turned into a ribbon and tied her hand and the rope together, just barely saving this young lady from tumbling down.
“Be careful,” White Mist scolded.
Lyseka frowned. As she raised her bow to shoot again, the Titan Statue seemingly activated and morphed into a bolt of blue light, which streaked across the sky. dusa was rely stunned for a mont, and then she darted her eyes around in search of the Titan Statue and the little witch.
She froze for a brief mont, before she sighed and lowered her bow.
“Are you alright, Sketa?”
She turned back to look at the Tauren Lord lying on the ground. Sketa shook his head quickly. This creature was alright due to his thick hide and fleshy body. However, he crushed several cultists when he fell.
This guy is such an idiot. I hope the cult will not co kicking up a fuss.
Suddenly, she felt exhausted, as though she was tired of living. She could help but shake her head and sigh once again.
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