Chapter 189: Everyones Hope (1/2)

The chains were clearly made of light, and yet it felt solid to the touch.

Brom Daystar could feel the slippery coils of the Chains of Penance around himself. Aside from feeling goosebumps, the wood elf could not help but worry.

When did the magic of humans so quietly progress to such level? He had cast several spells to free himself, and yet he was still caught within the chains.

That said, was this really magic?

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Defeating the enemy by capturing the king—while there was no specific idiom for that in this world, it wasn’t that hard to understand as a strategy. Even if it was simple and unrefined, it often proved effective on many occasions for Edward.

Therefore, even before attacking the elves, he had already discreetly drawn up a plan with Eleena and the others: He and Joe would get the enemy’s attention and do all they could to cut down the enemy’s forces.

Although the elves did not have the chivalry to hold back against women and children, they would still underestimate them out of sheer instinct and not attack either Jessica or Eleena outright.

When Edward and Joe had the elves full attention, the elves would not direct most of their forces against Jessica even if they would notice her healing ability and thought of denying their group a healer. It was more likely that the elves would stick to their prideful style, and have their commander go out alone or bring along a handful of lackeys to take out Jessica.

And should the elves do that, Eleena—Saintess-in-training, the strongest Player and the trump card of Edward’s party’s chance would arrive.

After all, the situation just now made evident that the wood elves did not believe that they were on the same level as the humans, just like how humans would never deliberately try to understand what a pig is saying.

It was only by capturing their commander that they could stand on equal footing to talk terms with the elves.

Naturally, Edward had also considered that the wood elves might not understand human language, but now that things had come to this, it didn’t matter if they had fought just because of a language barrier.

Either way, defeat merely means death and some lost EXP, and a free trip back to the Unnamed Town.

But it was evident that the elves could understand human language—even speak it.

“Human, let him go!”

Brom Daystar could see his second-in-command shouting angrily at the two human girls behind him.

“Just because you tell us to? That cheek of yours!”

Joe and Edward had also seen their chance and broke through the elves’ encirclement from the other side to gather with Jessica and Eleena.

And at that elf’s words, Joe downed a coke to pull his dangerously low HP back to a safe level, burping before mocking him in return. “Who do you think you are, Lord Angora?”

Meanwhile, Angora sneezed while having tea with his father back at the Silver Eagle Castle, splashing the old duke in the face.

“You…” The elf was left fuming but somehow couldn’t retort against Joe.

“Joe’s way of putting it is rude, but he’s right. Your group was the one who started the fight without provocation.” Edward added coolly. “And now, you are trying to stop the fight when things have gone wrong for you, even demanding that we give up our advantage. Do you think that’s really going to happen?”

“Hmph! Don’t mind those humans and their pesky words! Shoot them, you don’t have to care about me!” Brom Daystar yelled at his second-in-command. “Don’t forget your duty—there’s no time to waste!”

While his words were bold, justified and held conviction, the bondage posture in which the Chains of Penance was holding him was as funny as it was embarrassing that whatever he said became unserious.