EP.208 Reunion (3)
Kwasik.
When I put pressure on my hand, the arrow breaks without any force. For a moment I thought I had seen something in vain, but the broken arrow was still in my hand.
It’s not in vain, it’s real.
So, I looked closely at the arrowhead.
“···under.”
I gritted my teeth and let out a laugh.
Arrowheads and shafts with unique shapes that are different from ordinary arrows. The familiar shape of an arrow reminds me of someone.
“The arrows of elves are different from those of humans.”
“Humans go through a cumbersome process to reduce wind resistance, right? Elves don’t need that. “I’m different from inferior humans like you.”
“Oh, except for Kyle. Because Kyle is special.”
A racist who believes that his or her own race is superior and that other races are inferior.
‘Remia.’
This resembled the arrow she used. It wasn’t the moonlight arrow that was the symbol of that year, but I had often seen this type of arrow.
I raised my head without saying a word.
Turn your gaze towards where the arrow came from. What caught my eye was a spiral staircase. And, there was someone hiding on the stairs, looking this way.
Elongated ears.
Green ranger costume.
And, a blonde wh*re like a cheap wh*re.
It’s an elf whose appearance exactly matches the person I thought of while looking at the arrow a while ago. I burst out laughing as I looked at the earl hanging on the stairs.
“and.”
Although the distance is far, there’s no way I can’t recognize that damn face. Her eyebrows furrowed, and her face wrinkled as if she had chewed a bug.
‘What the f*ck…’
There is no coincidence like this.
I don’t know why that crazy bitch is in this remote land, but the broken arrow I hold in my hand tells me that all of this is real.
Why is that bitch here?
How did you get in here?
What on earth are you aiming for?
No, but why the f*ck are you sharpening the arrow again?
Many thoughts passed through my mind, but only one word remained in my mind until the end. Nothing else mattered.
‘Is she really crazy?’
My head felt hot.
I am not a narrow-minded person who gets angry easily, but that also applies when dealing with people. If the other person is not a person, in short, if he or she has an extremely amazing humanity… the words are a little different.
Puzzle.
Press down on the arrowhead with your thumb to crush it. I threw the broken and crushed arrowhead on the floor and said as if I was chewing on it.
“You crazy bitch?”
Reuniting with an old colleague was the worst.
Assuming I could call that crazy bitch my colleague, this encounter could have been the worst.
2.
‘···Did you catch it?’
Remia frowns.
It was a situation she couldn’t understand. The arrow was clearly aimed at that woman in the blind spot of vision. It was an arrow that could not be blocked or avoided.
Is it simply because I have a good feeling?
Or is there something there?
The way to find out was simple. Remia tied one more arrow to the bow. This time he pulled the bowstring tighter than before.
‘Shall I pierce your head?’
It is also a good idea to kill him and then revive him with Sarah’s blessing to dig up information. I was thinking of doing so until I fired an arrow a little while ago…
“Wow, you crazy bitch?”
It’s a bit different now that I’ve heard an insult that I can’t ignore. Remia narrowed her eyes. She feels a strange sense of familiarity with the woman she meets for the first time.
‘This sounds familiar.’
I’m annoyed.
Remia points the arrowhead at the woman’s head. The woman covered in robes was still not moving. She is just looking at this place.
“…cheeky bitch.”
Remia muttered softly and released the arrow. The tautly pulled bowstring snaps! It made a light sound.
Ssssssssssssssssss!
However, the sound made by a fired arrow is unusual. Cutting through the air, the arrow aims for the woman’s head.
Kwasik!
However, he is caught again.
The woman grabbed the arrow with just a light stretch of her hand. It seemed as if he knew exactly the trajectory of the arrow and where to aim.
“What are you doing?”
The woman laughs.
Although the distance is far, the elf’s sensitive hearing accurately picks up the ridicule. Remia’s eyebrows twitched.
‘This isn’t luck, right?’
It’s not a coincidence. It’s not a good feeling either.
This is an opponent who has enough physical ability to catch a flying arrow with his bare hands, visual acuity to recognize arrows, and considerable reaction speed.
‘···superman?’
People who can do that are called superhumans.
Or, even among the Demon King’s army, the executives who served the Four Disasters did have that level of skill.
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“What on earth are you?”
Remia asks a question.
A voice filled with mana rang throughout the cavity.
Swish.
In response to Remia’s question, the woman silently raises her middle finger.
Remia’s expression crumpled at that hand gesture. Remia, who does not know much about human swearing, does not know what the hand gesture of raising only the middle finger means.
However, I do know that it has the meaning of an insult.
“f*ck you, you stupid bastard.”
Because it was a hand gesture that a wizard with gray hair often showed to himself.
“You want to try it?”
Now, it doesn’t matter who the opponent is.
It is not for elves to endure insults received to their faces. Repay the insults you have received double. That was the way a proud elf lived.
Remia reaches for her quiver of arrows.
Hold the arrow between your fingers and carry four arrows on the bow at the same time. At that point, the woman also started moving.
The woman lowers her posture.
Remia pulls the bowstring taut.
“You are dead.”
Place the bowstring.
Four arrows were fired simultaneously. Four flashes of light struck the woman, and she lightly kicked the ground.
Pabababak!
An arrow gets stuck where the woman passed. Remia frowned and caught her breath. Her speed is fast. But, she wasn’t in trouble.
‘I’ve even hit the eye of a black dragon.’
The name “Shingung (神弓)” is a waste only because it cannot deal with those who move. Remia read the woman’s movements and pulled her bowstring.
Whoosh!
An arrow splits the air. However, this time the orbit is not as constant as before. Some fall in a curved line, while others begin to curve in strange orbits.
However, the arrow aims for only one thing.
‘Ankle.’
Remia planned to pierce the ankle first. It was always fun watching prey that couldn’t walk crawl on the ground.
Hwii profit!
The arrow’s trajectory is curved.
The arrow that seems to have missed draws a curve and is sucked toward the woman’s ankle.
Coo!
And the woman stamps her foot.
The ground shakes, and the shock wave that explodes around her foot deflects all the flying arrows.
“···how?”
It was as if he knew the arrow would fly that way. Remia narrowed her eyes.
‘You know?’
There was no time to panic.
The woman who has already shortened the distance kicks the ground and jumps up. The distance narrows in an instant. Remia kicked up her stairs and ran up.
Quaaaaaaaaa!
As soon as she leaves, the stairs are destroyed. A woman stands holding on to the railing of a half-ruined staircase and looks at herself. The blue eye light shining in the dark is eerie.
Although it is only for a moment, Remia feels fear.
That fact hurts Remia’s pride.
“···I’m annoyed.”
Turning around, Remia climbs onto one of the pillars lined up in the cavity. Placing her feet on the ornament of her pillar, Remia threw her quiver into the air.
Clap la la rock.
Dozens of arrows fall into the air.
Remia’s hand catches the arrows before they fall to the ground. Four feet at a time, Remia moves her hands non-stop.
The keen senses of an elf.
A body that has reached the level of superhumanity.
A beast-like perspective that sees through everything.
Using all of that, Remia demonstrates rapid fire. It’s not just fast. The arrows of the shrine never miss their prey. The arrow’s trajectory is strange, but its aim is still the same.
Dozens of arrows dominate the space. Arrows pouring down like rain, suffocating the prey.
In that situation, the prey’s choice is not avoidance. The woman, hanging from her railing, kicked off her wall and threw herself into the rain of arrows.
‘···Are you trying to commit suicide?’
It never was.
The woman clenches her fist. At that moment, blue mana burst out like an explosion. Only then does Remia feel her strangeness in the woman’s appearance.
‘···Wizard?’
Explosive amount of mana.
What was shaking in the woman’s clenched fist was a trace of a spell.
And then Remia saw.
Smash.
A shock wave bursting from the woman’s fist.
Ka-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga-ga!
The erupting shock wave swallows up all the arrows. The arrow is crushed, broken, and scattered in the air. Remia’s eyes were shaken by the rushing wind.
“···What on earth is this?”
All arrows were used.
The roles of hunter and prey have been reversed.
Now, he finds himself being chased.
“···Ugh!”
Remia kicks the pillar and jumps up.
Turning in the air, she measures the time given to her. There weren’t many.
‘once.’
Time to pull the bowstring just once.
In the end, Remia takes out the arrow she didn’t want to use. The arrow on her bowstring sheds a soft light.
What is blooming is the moonlight.
Remia lightly strummed the bowstring.
Moonlight cut through the darkness.
3.
‘Moonlight Arrow.’
Raniel frowned as he looked at the approaching moonlight.
‘I was wondering when it would be released…’
As expected, I cherish it until the very end.
Thinking of that, Raniel narrowed his eyes. There was no difficulty in coaxing Remia into taking out her moonlight arrow.
Because I knew Remia well.
When moving as a party, it was always Raniel’s responsibility to plan and execute all operations. Therefore, Raniel had an accurate understanding of Remia’s battle habits.
Limitations of ability.
Minor habits.
At what point and how will you act?
Because I knew all that, dealing with him wasn’t difficult. To be honest, even with that aside, Remia was an easy opponent for Raniel.
‘It’s tricky when you’re with Kyle, though.’
Now it is just a back row without a front row.
As was the case with those in the back line, Remia’s solo combat ability was very poor compared to other superhumans.
However, there is just one thing.
Remia had one means of overturning all that compatibility.
‘The blessing of moonlight.’
An arrow that goes beyond common sense and can only be made and used by a shrine blessed by the World Tree.
‘Moonlight Arrow.’
Raniel knows its destructive power well.
While his signature, Ashes to Ashes, wipes out enemies face by face, Moonlight Arrow is optimized to pierce a single enemy.
so that.
If there is only one target, the moonlight arrow has a power far exceeding that of Raniel’s spell.
‘Honestly, that’s a scam.’
Raniel grunted and spun around. He spread his grip as he caught the approaching moonlight arrow in his field of vision.
Moonlight arrows are definitely a threat.
If you want to take it from the front, you will have to take some risk. But, Raniel knows. The fact that moonlight arrows are not always capable of producing their full power. As powerful as it is, its weaknesses are also clear.
‘If you block the light, you become powerless.’
Right hand spread out wide.
The spells stocked on the joints of the fingers emit light at the same time.
Chain.
Spell-Nesting.
Spell-Bunch.
One basic spell increases to dozens. Dozens of chains wrapped around the head of the moonlight arrow. Naturally, chains cannot block moonlight arrows.
Kiiing!
The chain flutters and breaks completely.
However, for just a moment, the chain completely blocked the moonlight coming from the arrowhead. And, Raniel does not miss a single moment.
Smash.
The swinging fist touches the arrowhead wrapped in a chain. The moonlight arrow, weakened by the light being blocked, is crushed by the shock wave that erupts from Raniel’s fist.
Quaaaaaaaaaaa!
Remia’s hair flutters from the late shock wave. Remia covers her face and closes her eyes. And, when she opened her eyes again…
“···ah.”
Raniel was right in front of us.
Remia cannot accept the fact that the moonlight arrow was shattered. As a result, her reaction is delayed by a moment.
Wow!
Raniel’s knee hits Remia’s abdomen. The pillar Remia was leaning against cracked with a loud sound.
“Wow…!”
All the breath I had swallowed came out.
Remia’s vision was shaken for a moment, and Raniel showed no sign of stopping.
Sigh.
Raniel’s hand grasps Remia’s head. Thin fingers tighten Remia’s head.
“Ugh, ugh!”
Remia tries to struggle belatedly, but her grip strength is not as strong as it looks. Remia screams in pain as her head tightens.
“Do this now…!”
“Shut up, you idiot.”
Raniel pulls his arm back. At the same time, Remia’s body comes out backwards. For an instant, Remia felt her body become engulfed in a sense of floating.
Round and round, the body spins in the air.
While floating, Remia recognized the situation through the scenery visible through the gap in her grasp.
‘It’s falling.’
Jumping off the pillar and falling down.
A feeling of floating enveloped my body. Her blonde hair flaunted as she waved dizzyingly in the air. Even as she neared the ground, her grip seemed unwilling to let go.
On the contrary, it gives more strength.
Remia feels the pain of her head being squeezed. The moment she reached the ground, Raniel swung his arm, which had been pulled behind him, downward. With full force.
Kwaaaaaaaaaa!
Remia’s head fell to the ground with a loud noise. Cracks run through the stone floor. Remia’s body briefly convulsed.
“Wow…!”
For a moment, Remia’s vision went dark. Dark-red blood flowed from Remia’s nose as she winced with pain that made her lose her senses.
“Wow.”
Remia looks up with blurred vision.
There is a human looking down on himself.
“I feel refreshed inside.”
A human looking down at himself with an expression as if a hundred-year-old congestion had gone away. Remia feels her anger in that mocking gaze.
It is an extremely humiliating situation.
Remia suddenly gritted her teeth and squeezed out words.
“What are you doing now…”
“I told you to shut up.”
A human extends his hand.
Remia flinched, trembled, and closed her eyes tightly. But her pain was not felt. Raniel was just pointing her finger at Remia.
“Hey, Cardi.”
She looked away and opened her mouth.
“You said you were curious about the shrine, right?”
“…I used to be curious.”
And then, a person I had forgotten about approaches me.
The sound of someone’s footsteps rang in Remia’s ears. From the sound of those footsteps, Remia feels some kind of fear. Her intuition was sounding her alarm.
“I don’t know who you are, but you are all dead. Kyle will kill them all. Can you take care of it? You don’t know my face? “I don’t know who I am…”
Remia screams in fear and struggles.
But the sound of footsteps keeps coming.
Took.
Eventually, the sound of footsteps stops. In the silence, someone looked down at them. He was the man who had been standing next to the woman a moment ago, but now his face was not covered.
“…You’re an elf. “Unfortunately.”
Golden eyes.
Silver hair flowing down.
And, elongated ears that are like a symbol of elves.
“uh···?”
Remia’s eyes opened wide.
Remia had heard of the silver-haired elf.
‘The teacher and nanny of Orvel, the elder of the elves, and the only elf who remembers ancient times.’
King Orvel said.
The silver-haired elf is an elf from the ancient times, before the elves of today existed… and is like a teacher and benefactor to all elves.
“It was the silver-haired elf who created the World Tree, our home. Compared to him, the current generation of elves are all fake.”
The proudest elf.
An ancient elf from fairy tales.
Remia’s pupils shook violently as she faced the living legend. Aside from her embarrassment, the silver-haired elf continued speaking in a lamentable voice.
“You have no integrity, no courtesy towards others, no pride, none of that. Are these really elves? “It’s hard for me to believe it…”
“It’s surprisingly a shrine. “What a surprise.”
“The world is coming to an end…”
It was a voice that seemed disillusioned with the world.
At a glance, the yellow eyes staring at Remia showed clear disdain. Remia opened her mouth with a trembling voice.
“Perhaps it exists…”
“Shut your mouth.”
Cardi fired back.
“Because I don’t want to share a single word with my filthy compatriot.”
It was like looking at a bug.
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