Chapter 92 (1/2)

Chapter 92

Even though the Legion is almost upon them, the steps of the thoroughly exhausted refugees are heavy.

In contrast, the pursuing Shadow Demons are das.h.i.+ng at full speed to the point of stepping on their own companions while raising piercing shrieks.

The Shadow Demons must have just spotted the refugees.

…… Seems we barely made it in time.

“GIIIiii!”

“GIGIGI!”

Probably for the sake of chasing the refugees, the composition of this Legion is mostly Small Demons.

Small stature of about 1.5m, jet-black bodies like as if they had been painted head to toe with tar, and large eyeb.a.l.l.s glittering with hatred. As I had remembered, they are far more repulsive than any villain I’ve ever seen before.

There are roughly 500 to a thousand Small Demons, brandis.h.i.+ng crude wooden spears, stone axes, or rusted swords.

The refugees are too close for me to use [Meteor], but casualties would show up if I waste time picking them off with spells with low firepower.

“...... Dianu, I will now return you to your people. Make sure they do not disperse under any circ.u.mstances, and head straight towards Filsand.”

“Tsk. I know it already!”

On our way here, I’ve already explained the situation to this Shulz princess. She nods even while clicking her tongue.

“Leid! We’ll head for the tail of the line and engage the Shadow Demons!”

“Ahh.”

“...... Gonna die, gonna die, I don’t wanna die……”

Leid has a small ball on one hand, which he looks at first before nodding.

It’s that Sight Demon that is composed of sealed Shadow Demon blood that would react to nearby Shadow Demon presence. The ball that is supposed to be almost transparent is now glowing red.

Agbeil-kun…… he’s clinging onto the Phantom Horse with a completely pale face, so I don’t think he’ll get in the way.

“So why?”

“Nn?”

As I’m heading towards the head of the line and getting ready to land, Dianu suddenly shouts out while still clinging onto my waist.

“Why are you helping us?! You don’t stand to gain anything from doing this, right?! I mean, not that I’m not grateful, though.”

The same question that her cousin had asked. Is this also due to their blood connection? The muttered thanks added to the end means she’s the more honest one, though.

However, I’m afraid I don’t have time to give her a proper reply.

The Shulz tribe has noticed us approaching from above and are confusedly pointing towards us and shouting things.

I land beside the old man seemingly leading the refugees, and give her a quick answer.

“Children shouldn’t be talking about loss and gain. I’d just feel bad if I didn’t save what I could have saved.”

“Owah?! …… b.a.s.t.a.r.d!”

There is no time to land properly and explain everything at length. I let her off the horse in an almost throwing action, at which she nimbly lands like a cat before starting to run next to the old man.

“H-, Hime-sama!”

“So you were safe!”

“The fort…… the fort!”

“I leave the r

est to you. Don’t take your time!” (Gio)

With that, I leave Dianu encircled by the nearby Shulz and showered with questions as I turn the Phantom Horse’s neck back.

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“Aaaaaan! Aaaaaan!”

“Uwaaah, h-, help!!!!!”

I fly along the line in the opposite direction as the refugees run onwards as if they are being whipped. In the precious ten seconds that it takes me to reach the end of the line, I’ve finished chanting a spell.

At the very end of the lines, I see a white-skinned young man with a large build who is obviously of a different race from the Shulz. He is running on with tottering steps with an old granny on his back and also pulling along a child in one hand.

The “Help!” was obviously directed towards me.

In such a pressing situation, calling out to a suspicious person wearing a black robe on a horse cantering through mid-air to ask for help — does that mean he has a good eye for people or not?

“KIIIiii!”

The single Shadow Demon at the front of the Legion makes a sudden leap towards that young man. The tip of the spear glints dully……

“s.h.i.+!”

“Gyan?!”

Jumping down from his Phantom Horse, Leid’s greatsword horizontally bisects the Shadow Demon.

There is no strategy or anything. The only thing moving them is their vindictive desire to bury their weapons into the first despised human that they can reach.