Otome Game no Heroine de Saikyou Survival [WN] - Chapter 139.1
A Master’s Shadow
“Aria!!”
Peach Blonde girl [Ash Crowned Princess] Aria, one of the country’s foremost adventurers, and not only within this academy, the biggest and most dangerous enemy of his new collaborators, has caught up with him just in time.
Magnificent and dainty. Her figure was beautiful even though she was exhausted, dirty, and covered in dried blood. Perhaps it was her way of life itself that made the viewer feel this way. Gostola’s eyes narrowed slightly as he saw the princess’s face light up at the mere sight of her, and the light of hope shining on those around her.
“Gostola-sama, leave it to me.”
The mature Evil Race Garry pulls the knife in his arm abominably and slams it to the floor, then holds two Chakram, each 30 centimeters in diameter, in his hands, clicking them together as if to Intimidate them, making a distorted sound.
“You seem to have lost your fighting skills, but don’t think you can beat me with that.”
Garry and the others’ combat power had dropped due to the forced march, but Aria’s combat power was also much lower than when they saw her at that castle. Seeing this, Gostola also left Garry to his own devices and turned his attention slightly toward Elena at that moment–
“Guuooooohh!”
“Kuh!”
A saucer-shaped blade flying in the air sliced right across Garry’s face, and in that instant, Aria jumped over with an extraordinary speed.
*Clank!!!
Aria’s black dagger was caught by Gostola’s sword, sending white sparks flying, and feeling a chill from her jade-green eyes, which showed no fear or impatience, but only fighting spirit, Gostola involuntarily moved away.
“Uuuuuoooohhhh!!!”
Garry, who had been blinded in one eye, threw a Chakram at Aria from behind her, and Aria, who avoided the attack by rolling backwards as if dancing, kicked the arm of Gostola, who attacked her at that moment, and moved further away, so that Aria, Evil Race and Elena and the others were facing each other at an equal distance. If either of them were to face Elena, they would be attacked from the side at that very moment.
There was no mercy. No hesitation. No fear, no mental weakness. Where did she get that fighting sense?
(What is this girl…)
What happened to this girl? Her combat prowess was the same as Gostola’s. In terms of physical ability and experience, Gostola’s had been around for a long time, and should have won.
And yet, they could not kill her. The eeriness of her fighting style and presence reminded him of a certain Evil Race woman called “War Demon” who was said to have been killed in a war several decades ago.
“A human little girl…she is going to take on both of us at the same time?”
Perhaps sensing the eeriness of the situation, Garry, a warrior of many battles, used unusually strong words, which were stopped by Gostola.
“…Don’t get too heated up, Garry…she’s just like that Carla. In a little while, Lestes will catch up with us after defeating that man. The three of us will take her down.”
“…huh.”
Aria, who heard the conversation between Garry and Gostola as they held up their weapons grudgingly, quietly spoke up as she held her knife and dagger out as if to extend them.
“Your friend won’t be coming. If that ‘man’ is who you say he is… well, he is one of my mentors.”
***
“I can’t keep you company much longer, can I?”
“That’s what I should be saying.”
In the night, with the Magic light faintly illuminating the scene, Viro the adventurer replied to the words of the Vampire Girl Lestes of the Evil Race in a lighthearted manner.
Lestes had a reason to risk her life for her friends, and Viro had something he needed to protect. Neither could let the other go to their friends. And only the one who wins the battle could rush to the aid of their friends.
[Lestes][Race: Dark Elf Female (Vampire)][Estimated Rank 4]
[Magic Power: 218/245][Strength: 221/347]
[Total Combat Power: 948 x 1.5]
(Oh man…)
Viro appraised Lestes’ Combat Power and broke out in a cold sweat inside.
Viro’s Total Combat Power is 1281, the same as Viro’s Rank 4 in terms of skill. A Vampire’s Combat Power was doubled based on its regenerative power, but Lestes’ Combat Power was only increased by a factor of 1.5.
As shown by the physical strength values, perhaps the Vampire’s regenerative capacity was reduced because it had been traveling even during the daytime.
He could still fight. But if he was not careful, death would await him, for the Undead Lestes would not die by normal means, and the daggers he used to attack her with were not enough to do any damage.
“No choice! Let’s do this!”
Viro, who had let out a voice to inspire him, then lowered his stance. In front of Lestes, who looked a little dismayed, Viro scratched the ground with his mithril dagger in a fluid motion, sending a cloud of dust to Lestes.
“You are so devious!”
Swinging her Kukri Knife in both hands, Lestes stepped forward, using the wind pressure to clear the dust and dirt. But her footsteps stopped for a moment, and as Lestes turned her head away from her knees, a mithril knife snaked past her black throat.
Lestes, who had taken the distance as if to roll backward, pulled out the Throwing knife that had been stuck in her right knee before she knew it and discarded it into the darkness.
“You really are a devious man, aren’t you…”
“What about it!”
Viro grinned back at the admiring sarcasm and leapt forward.
The Throwing Knife would not do much damage even if it hit him. That’s why Viro thought he would hide the knife in the smoke and send it flying, using even her undying nature to damage her knees, since she didn’t care about small wounds, and then decide the match in one fell swoop.
However, the same moves would no longer work. Viro, seizing this opportunity, repeatedly struck in rapid succession, and Lestes, using her high physical ability, used her two Kukri Knives to deal with Viro’s attacks while in a broken position.