Chapter 15 Part1 (2/2)

Fortunately, the boy fought back at the Treants, and ten-odd soldiers managed to break through the thinned monsters’ siege and protected him by surrounding him in a circle.

Magicians cast supportive magic on the youth to raise his power. It seemed like the young boy was quite strong for his age, so with the aid of supportive magic—

New treants came as reinforcements in addition to the Treants that were engulfed in flames because of the youth’s spells, and both groups started attacking them. The soldiers defended against the enemies’ strikes while the youth burned down the treants to ashes with magic.

His disinterested expressions without caring about the danger were reminiscent of a skilled magician’s figure.

[What, a human is overwhelming us? Grrr, my subordinates— Attack that hateful human without stopping!]

The Elder Treant’s raised voice was irritated. There was no one else but the boy in its eyes. The soldiers and the youth’s battle intensified, and conversely, the attacks on the soldiers loosened up.

[Right now! Concentrate your attacks on the Treants!]

Rafael and his men pushed back the weakened siege made by the Treants. They had been pressured until now, but the group around the youth made the frontlines a pincer attack against the enemies. Even though the Treants were stronger than the humans, they had no choice but to be forced back because of the two-way attack.

[Mana Explosion.]

The struggle for supremacy was decided when the youth cast the spell, tipping the scales greatly.

The situation had been reversed after the appearance of the boy before one knew it.

[Good, target the Elder Treant before reinforcements arrive. Half of us will suppress the Treants, while the rest follow me and defeat the Elder Treant!]

The soldiers obeyed Rafel’s command and started splitting up themselves into groups to subjugate the Elder Treant and Treants.

The Elder Treant who could control humans were struck by magic and arrows, and it was outranged with a hit-and-run tactic that was executed with consistency.

The Elder Treant’s face was no longer composed and instead dyed with impatience.

[Why! Why are the humans able to do this much!]

The Elder Treant was driven to such an extent that he spat out these fl.u.s.tered words.

Originally the besieged kingdom’s army should have been defeated. But the appearance of the youth caused the Elder Treant to lose his head and was beaten because of it.

Certainly, the boy was a threat, but it should not have sent its monsters at him, which made the siege thinner. Because the siege collapsed and the soldiers went to the boy, it led to a situation where the numbers of Treants trickled to the boy’s group and got destroyed one after another. The Elder Treant lost its subordinates until it was led to its current situation.

If it had instead called back the orcs, the youth and the kingdom might not be able to rally and regain their strength.

Rafael cut down the Elder Treant’s branches and slashed its trunk. While he continued to break it down, the boy raised his staff at it.

Explosions wrapped the Elder Treant. The repeated attacks caused the trunk to make breaking sound. It was collapsing because it was unable to support its own weight.

[Gaaaah!! R-revered G.o.d Moussdeusss!!]

The pleading Elder Treant called out to its master as its death throes echoed in the vicinity.

The final cry of the ancient wood stopped the surroundings noises for a moment.

The cheers of victory immediately filled the next moment. The remaining Treants noticed what happened and began to retreat in confusion.

[Don’t let the Treant escape! Destroy them all!]

A pursuit battle started with Rafael’s voice. The dire battle that they had turned into a winning battle. The orcs who had lost their manipulator were turned into dolls and the damage done to the army was suppressed. The monsters who had dominated the battlefield had been turned around like a miracle in a drama.

Rafael suddenly noticed that part of the plants started withering.

[What is this…..]

[The plant subordinates of the Elder Treant that rely on it will wither.]

The voice belonged to the boy.

[You are……]

‘Why do you know such a thing’ — Before Rafael could ask, the youth spoke again.

[My name is Chaos. I have to go now. My apologies—]

The boy disappeared as though he had finished his role.

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