am-books Chapter Vol. 1 Ch. 39
Chapter Vol. 1 Ch. 39
Fire burns in the ruins as the villagers are crying helplessly.
The street is in shambles, with rubble and smoke everywhere.
Marbon is attacking with a Metalic club; Maany is protecting her allies with magic; Gabab is holding up a shield for Mabon; Kulontan and Mirabelle are prepared for battle.
They’re holding against a group of almost 30 people... Or should I say, being pushed back slowly.
“Who are you!? Why are you attacking this town!?” Marbon shouts angrily; blood flowing from the injury on his abdomen that was cut deep enough to hurt the organs.
These guys just appeared in the village out of nowhere! How can a bunch of armored people just appear so suddenly!?
Why wasn’t the security bell rung? And where are the damn soldiers that should be here already!?
“As you can see, Bandits!” The fully-armored bald man laughed. He then held his gigantic ax up and charged with a loud roar, “[Boiling Blood]”!
Gabab raised his shield and clashed with Marbon, the clear metallic clang spreading throughout the street.
The shield shatters, Gabab is sent flying. But the bandit wielding the giant axe did not lose his speed, and directed the strike at Maany!
“No way!” Mabon gritted his teeth and struggled to straighten his back, his metal club shining brightly.@@@@
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...Then, it broke apart.
Marbon opened his eyes, the armored man was gone, and a figure with red hair that was blowing in the wind was there instead.
A height of 170cm, red ponytail, purple tail swaying, there seemed to be things equipped on her wrists and ankles, and smoke came out of her limbs.
“Cough... you’re Melon... I think?” Marbon coughed blood but laughed in relief
He almost forgot... even though this is a remote village, there are still stronger people than myself.
“Mr. Marbon, please drink this potion and rest.” Melon took out a MPOH(β) and placed it in Marbon’s shaking hands, “Leave the rest to us.”
The magic force and some close-combatting “bandits” on the other side regrouped after the sudden explosion. Strangely, the smoke surrounding them didn’t fade away, but instead started to circle them at a weird tempo.
The black-haired maiden appeared in front of them with a wooden staff in her hand. At the same time, she took off her glasses.
The lead spell-caster instinctively felt the person wasn’t someone to be messed with, and asked alarmingly:
“Who are you?”
Between the rubbles, the bald guy struggled for a long time just to leave the rubble pile.
A hole appeared on the chest area of the armor, and with the action of him standing up, the cracks spread, the metal fell piece by piece, and the well-made armor was rendered useless.
“Who! Who attacked me!” Losing his protection, the bald guy picked up his giant axe, pulled a nearby villager as a hostage, and roared angrily.
The lizard girl didn’t hide, she just walked towards the man, and took off her gloves.
The answer to the bald guy’s question is simply... just two people who shouldn’t be messed with.