volume 3 - Chapter 178 (1/2)

Chapter 178 – Battle in the Canyon (3)

Brendel observed the place where Veronica was pointing to.

[Rather than say that it’s a path, it’s a series of boulders jutting out from the cliffs where we can jump onto. I can’t imagine if these are formed like the by some twisted accident of nature or an epic work created by human hands. Even without the violent winds, creating such a path down to the gorge is a miracle. In any case, it’s time for plan B, since Andesha is near enough.]

“Lady Veronica, give me the Lionheart! I’ll head down while you bring Scarlett and Faena to the other direction and escape!” Brendel spoke aloud.

Veronica and Andesha’s eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. The former saw that the youth was pointing at her sword, and she stared at him with disbelief when she understood what he was trying to do.

Anyone could see that it was a lie.

The female sword saint was hesitant, but she eventually tossed her sword over to Brendel, who caught it with an outstretched hand.

“My lord!” Scarlett spoke in confusion, taking a few steps towards the youth.

“Stop right there!” Veronica caught Scarlett’s arm.

“Let go of me!”

Veronica raised an eyebrow when the red-haired girl bared her teeth and glared back like a wolf pup, looking like she was going to bite her hand. The former merely laughed out loud despite the tension.

“My, my, just how fond are you of your lord?”

Scarlett stuttered with a denial and even forgot to resist, but she got pushed away by Veronica.

Andesha suddenly attempted to use her whip to grab Scarlett. He would most likely not leave his companion behind if she was caught.

The youth immediately saw what Andesha was up to.

Unfortunately, the dunce Faena was straying around the area and was much nearer to him compared to Veronica. If he failed to protect her, the same situation where Veronica threatened him with his companion would happen yet again.

He immediately rushed over and grabbed the girl like a sack of potatoes and leaped into the air, jumping straight onto the cliff’s protruding rocks, making his way down quickly.

Mocking laughter and insults echoed from the cliffs.

Catch me if you can, plant woman.

I thought you wanted the Lionheart?

Just how old are you anyway? Three hundred? Five hundred? Hahaha~~~

Andesha stared at Veronica for a moment. That sword was definitely not Lionheart.

But she was finding it impossible to read Brendel. What if Veronica somehow switched her blade to the real Lionheart sword and threw it to the youth?

In addition, she also used the highest quality Blood of G.o.ds on him.

But most importantly, there was no way she could let this humiliation pa.s.s.

The Mistress of Withering Decay jumped onto the boulders, disappearing into the white fog.

Faena was so frightened that her teeth were chattering.

“W-w-w-why did you take me with you—”

Her voice was almost pushed back by the wind forcing its way to her throat.

“Then should I leave you here, my lady?”

Brendel was using his full speed to jump across the rocks, but he was still able to answer.

“NO!!”

“Hey, do you want me to bring you along or leave you here?”

“Y-y-you, I-I-I will get my father to cut you into pieces when I get back!”

“Woah, I’m so scared, hmmmm, how about this, I’ll just make it so that you won’t be able to go back?”

“Y-you dare!?”

Brendel let go of his hands, scaring Faena and causing her to scream immediately, and she hugged his neck tightly.

The youth felt liquid going down his neck, and he realized he had just intimidated her into crying.

[You did well, me!]

“You b-b.a.s.t.a.r.d……” She cried.

Brendel did not regret his actions at all. He even felt vindicated for doing so since she brought so much trouble to him. He glanced back to ascertain Andesha’s position.

Her figure was moving faster and faster in the blurry mist, advancing the terrain by using her vines instead of jumping across the rocks. It would not be long for her to appear clearly in his eyes.

[Our distance is just slightly more than ten meters apart—]

Andesha swung her whip from that distance, and a cracking sound could be heard as it parted the white mist. Brendel was on his guard and jumped high up into the air. The whip struck across the protruding boulder where he was at earlier, cutting a portion off like a knife.

Her speed made him frown. If he did not come up with something soon, he would definitely be caught.

He glanced at his surroundings. There was nothing he could use with this terrain, and the protruding rocks lined up in a row were the only things available. At that moment, Faena rubbed her red eyes and spoke a little angrily:

“Hey, your sword’s hilt is poking me all the time! It’s hurting me!”

“Sword hilt?”

Brendel suddenly realized he was holding on to Veronica’s sword. His eyes brightened as he thought of a plan.

“Nice idea!”

“W…… What?”

“You gave me a nice idea.”

“What idea? Are you delirious?”

Faena was puzzled but she suddenly felt herself sinking like a stone, and the mist was rus.h.i.+ng up at her face. She suddenly realized that Brendel was tucking his legs together and shrinking his body into a straight line as much as possible.

They were falling through the air freely.