Chapter 15 Part1 (1/2)

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Chapter 15 – Rising Magician (2)

Rafael who had escaped from the danger drank an Elixir potion as he looked at the boy who helped him escape.

The youth who had black hair and eyes looked like he was in his late teens. His attire was different from the kingdom’s provided armor for the army and appeared to be light equipment worn by an adventurer who had just started out.

Rafael did not recognize his face in the slightest.

He naturally did not remember all the faces in the army, but he was a knight commander for many years and had more or less took note of the people who managed to follow him and fight against the Elder Treant.

(Is he one of the recruited adventurers? Considering what happened to the Elder Treant, he’s probably a magician.)

He did not know how the divided army was faring, but it was not strange at all if a few soldiers or adventurers separated from their groups.

Especially the adventurers. It would not be any wonder if they were mired in a state of emergency.

(……But it is strange.)

Rafael felt that the youth was out of place when he saw him.

(His mantle is too clean. And what’s more, there’s an unnatural air about him. He doesn’t appear to be fatigued.)

Rafael and the soldiers had fought battle after battle, and their armor had been dyed with blood belonging to their own and their enemies and even turned black because they fought against Treants were set on fire.

Their deep exhaustion was easily shown on their faces from the fierce battles.

Even though there was some dirt on the boy’s mantle, it was clean compared to the dirtied soldiers. In addition, his breathing was normal, and he did not appear tired at all.

Rafael wondered if the boy did not encounter any orcs or Treants before he arrived.

But it was difficult to imagine that the elder treant had overlooked him. Not with the amount of brainwashed orcs that they encountered many times.

If the boy ran away from them, then his breathing should be labored. In the first place, was it not an unfavorable situation to not know how the enemy’s positions? Was it really possible to bypa.s.s their defensive lines?

Although there were suspicious points that Rafael had on his mind, it was true that the uninjured magician had saved them from this danger by himself. It was undoubtedly luck on their side.

In order to win the battle, the Elder Treant must be defeated as the monster used orcs as an outside measure to defeat the humans. If it were defeated, the orcs would cease to move and become literal dolls.

[I thank you, for helping us! Even though you just came, I have to borrow your strength. Defeat the surrounding Treants—]

The youth nodded and agreed.

Rafael looked at the Elder Treant. Although its arm that had grabbed on to him barely did not break, it looked like a blow would shatter it as a large part of it had been gouged out.

[You! The foolish human that interfered and injured me! I will never spare you!]

The Elder Treant’s intense hostility was directed to the youth, but he showed no concern at all and did not flinch at all. His appearance only fanned the Elder Treant’s rage.

[My subordinates! Do not let the foolish human live!]

Three Treants headed for the youth.

[d.a.m.n it, everyone, protect him!]

Rafael gave his order in a panic. But the monsters, soldiers and the boy’s position made it impossible for them to aid him in time.

Not only were his soldiers surrounded by monsters, but the latter were also nearer to the boy.

The boy immediately released Fire Arrow in an instant to check the monsters. One was engulfed in flames, and the Treant behind it faltered. However, the last enemy was not affected and swung a branch at the youth, mowing him down.

The lithe body of the youth compared to the soldiers and knights’ burly sizes rolled across the ground three times before stopping.

He did not move. Did their savior die —?

Rafael clenched his fists at his own weakness. He had let a young life be cut off because of his insufficient strength. He was unable to suppress the boiling regret and anger, and these emotions started swallowing him.

But.

The boy abruptly rose up as if nothing had happened. It seemed like he was fine as though he was not feeling any pain.

Rafael was relieved upon seeing that.

(It seems like he’s okay, but is the place that he got struck at fine?)