Chapter 175: Told Not to Do Anything Dangerous
Chapter 175: Told Not to Do Anything Dangerous
The atmosphere changed in an instant. It was the moment I had started to think we might be finished like this. Although there was still distance, I could see soldiers coming from the direction of the restaurant.From the direction of the gate, a black mass came running at tremendous speed! It was clearly heading straight for the Queen. Escorts who tried to stop it were flung aside. However, that slightly reduced its speed. Three people? Was this the last of them? To the remaining presence-less maid I said,
"Take care of the Queen!"
and to Lily and Stevie,
"Let’s go! Finish them!"
""Yes!""
If we didn’t stop that thing, we would surely be crushed. That one had to be stopped no matter what.
We collided with the three black figures. I took the man in the middle. My diving speed was so fast that the enemy tried to raise his sword but was too late. From a low stance I swept at his legs. The man tried to jump to avoid my sword, but because he jumped while in the middle of raising his sword, his balance must have collapsed — his body tilted forward. The exposed torso came right in front of my eyes. I thrust my sword into it. When I raised my eyes I met the enemy’s. His eyes were wide open, staring at my sword as if looking at something unbelievable. The blood vessels in the whites of his eyes stood out, showing the shock. That shock was about to turn into despair. I slid the sword through, and it passed from the enemy’s stomach out through his back. No blood clung to the sword; it remained clean. It cut well — truly a sliding sharpness.
Even though the enemy had been cut through the stomach, he had not yet died, so he twisted his body to try to cut me. At that moment his body shifted from the cut, and his upper half began to fall. Not understanding what had happened, his eyes took on a puzzled color, then as he realized his upper body was falling after being cut, the color changed to despair.
On either side Lily and Stevie were fighting. Both opponents were larger in build than the two of them. If they simply matched swords they would clearly lose. Therefore both of them were dodging the enemies’ swords and trying to slip under to bring them down.
The man facing Stevie slammed his sword into the road, raising sparks. Stevie dodged by a paper-thin margin, but while her body escaped, the tip of her ponytail became a victim of the sword and was cut by about 10 cm. What a waste. Stevie’s short sword cut upward from below around the man’s elbow. The man’s sword came sideways at Stevie. She dodged by crouching — or rather by flattening herself almost to the ground — and stabbed her short sword into the man’s thigh. A blood vessel on the inner side of the thigh must have been cut, because blood sprayed out. Even so the man swung his sword around and cut at Stevie, but she jumped and dodged. She kicked him in the face, he fell backward, and Stevie mounted him and drove her sword into his heart.