Chapter 11 - “Little Miss, Is This Really Necessary?” (1/2)
At the break of dawn, the young girl greets them with a shocking announcement. They all stared at the small figure who is giving them strict instructions on their new routines while they are stationed in Limes Temple.
They all assumed to live a carefree life when the Divine Lord assigned them to this desolated parts of the Realm. They are mere reserves and not used to getting intensive training. How come this little girl is making their lives complicated?
”Is she the same innocent girl we met last night? Why is she so intense today?”
”Don't ask me. I came with you.”
The three battalions left under her command are the Dragon Squad led by Aryen, the Aerial Squad led by Persea, and the Beast Squad led by Reone. Each unit consists of five hundred Mystics. Everyone was in their human forms, and only traces of their ancestry is visible.
At first, they resisted her authority to the point of suspecting her intention and assumes she plans to oust the Divine Lord. Why create a much powerful force than the main troops under the Divine Lord's command?
The young girl just sat and observed them for half a day, listening to their concerns and grievances. She understood their reasons and doubts. Still, she doesn't plan to give in and continue to insist on her plans.
”I know you don't fully trust me, but I am only doing this for your welfare. Why are you rejecting the chance of improvement and doubting my intentions?” her voice is gentle but powerful.
The courtyard is silent as they listen, but still, nobody is accepting her. Realizing it's no use negotiating rationally, she finally challenges them head-on.
”Fine. If you can defeat me, I will no longer force you to follow this course. I don't mind if you send representatives or you will attack all at once. I honestly prefer the latter.”
Her expression became slightly sinister as she smiles, mischievously at everyone. For a child, she started to intimidate everyone.
She not long-continued nonchalantly, ”You can do whatever you like as long as you can manage to defeat me. It's an excellent deal. Take it, and then I'll be out of your hair in no time once you manage to defeat me.”
They can't believe this little girl's overconfidence. She is only a fraction in age and size, yet she has dared challenged three fierce Mystic Battalions.
'Is she looking down at us? The little girl dares to challenge three Mystic army units alone?'
Some even snorted volunteering themselves while others hesitantly agree to join as they feel anxious about the situation.
They can't oppose the little girl's command. Still, they ended up in a debate if they should take her seriously. They feel degraded getting orders from a child.
She once again broke her silence as she coolly informed them, ”I am seriously not going easy on each one of you. So put forth a valiant effort. Please don't disappoint me.”
The Flare Lion and Captain of the Temple Guards, Jairu, stood beside this little girl. He is tall, a husky built, with a pair of majestic amber eyes Mystic. His blazing red shoulder-length hair resembles flames with streaks of gold that shimmers in the sun.
”Little Miss. Is this really necessary?” he whispered to her.
”What do you think?” she innocently smiles at him.
He wanted everyone to stop provoking her further as he knew they would only experience the bitter taste of defeat. He observes the girl who is watching everyone with a sinister look.
He feels sorry for these poor soldiers' souls and happy for not being in her line of sight at the moment. He could only gulp in resignation and just decided to watch how everything will unfold instead.
It's a breezy warm day as she lazily lounges and awaits their decision. She has given them so many advantages already, and she is confident they will unsuspectingly fall into her hands. She can only smile cunningly towards their direction.
Not long, they finally decided to accept her challenge as a bright smile forms in her face. Seeing her cold smile makes them feel as if they've fallen into a sinister plot to take them all down. A slight chill ran into their spines as if they should all expect their imminent doom.
Little Eu is emitting such a threatening aura. They wanted to retreat, but they had already accepted the challenge.
They move out to the nearby meadow as she sets up a battlefield simulation formation. This way, they can move freely using their abilities during the entire session.
”Since this is a simulation, you'll be transported away from the battlefield once you virtually die. If you even manage to touch my sleeve, I will consider it a defeat. What do you say? Sounds easy, don't you think? All the advantages to you.”
She is in a white dress with long butterfly sleeves. They beautifully flutter in the wind and as she moves her arms. They all thought she would be at a disadvantage as they felt somehow relieved.
She starts braiding her long blonde hair to prepare herself for battle while hiding a mischievous smile plastered across her face.
After everyone's agreement, they started the halfhearted assault that caused them at least fifty soldiers with just a lazy wave of her hand.