Otome Game no Heroine de Saikyou Survival [WN] - Chapter 140.2
Garry’s body contorts into a great beast. He revealed his true nature as a Vampire, not a warrior, and released all his power.
If he did that with his current body, he would not be able to keep it for long. But Garry chose to sacrifice himself for his clan and for his friends who had died.
Aria saw Garry’s condition and tried to change her position to shield Elena, but Garry, who had abandoned the Chakram to prevent her from doing so, attacked her like a beast.
“Gaaaaaahhh!!!”
“…”
Aria, who took the blow with only a slight squint of her eyes, as she scanned the movement just in time for the claws to grab her, parried Garry’s arms with both knives in her hands and dove into the slight gap between them, slamming one knee into his face with all the momentum she had.
“Gooooooooooooo!!!”
Black blood spurts out, broken fangs flying in the air.
In a space where extreme concentration stretched even time, Garry drew all of Aria’s attention, and in that split second, Gostola leaped toward Elena and the others.
As soon as Aria tried to move in that direction, Garry’s arms, which had been repelled, held Aria’s body in place.
“I won’t let you go!”
Garry screamed in vindictiveness with a bloodied and crushed face.
Elena and the old butler unleash a sorcery attack. But Gostola did not lose his way, and even though his face was burned by the flames, he was able to repel the guard maidens and the old butler with just the strength of his arms, and reached Elena even though his life force had been drained to the limit.
“Elena!”
At that moment, Aria’s Throwing knife pierced the back of Gostola’s head. Still, Gostola did not stop, and while Elena tried to use the Sorcery, Gostola punched her and stomped on her, pulling out a ball the size of a fist from his pocket.
“Too late!”
*Pakin
When Gostola crushed the ball, it was as if it had exploded, and the magical element overflowed, sending the escort maidens and those around them flying.
“…Hahahaha…we did it, Garry…Lestes…my friends!”
Gostola muttered as he cried tears of blood and glared at Aria, who was holding a dagger to the heart from Garry’s back.
“It’s too late now. Do you understand this… you humans?”
It was the dungeon treasure that once contained the Sorcery, taught to Samantha, used by Grave to drive away Nero, and used by Viro against the dungeon boss.
“This is a [Teleport] jewel.”
Gostola’s friend, the chief of the vampire clan, had them carry the [Teleport] jewel, the dungeon treasure that was the clan’s treasure, for their return.
Gostola was grateful to his friend for giving it to him, but he did not intend to use it unless it was absolutely necessary.
However, after receiving information from Grave and a new collaborator, a noblewoman, Gostola and his friends came up with a plan to use it to kidnap the princess.
In Gostola’s view, Princess Elena had the qualities of a strong Queen. At first, they tried to reduce the power of the Kingdom of Cleydale by having her compete with the Crown Prince for the throne, but if the Crown Prince showed no signs of growth, Elena would have a higher probability of becoming Queen.
If she were to become Queen, the Kingdom of Cleydale would become even more powerful thereafter, even if it would be in turmoil for a few years.
The Evil Race needed someone incompetent to ascend to the throne. However, if they simply assassinate the princess, those on her side would simply follow the Crown Prince, and they would not be able to bring chaos to the kingdom as they had hoped.
That was why the “farce” of kidnapping the princess was necessary. If the princess was alive and the Crown Prince was incompetent, those who disliked the Crown Prince would surely turn against him. However, if the princess was kidnapped, the Crown Prince would have no choice but to become king, and the nation would naturally be divided into two.
“Kuh.”
Elena, realizing this idea, reached for her knife to harm herself, and her hand was trampled by Gostola.
The mighty magic power prevented those with weak magic power from even approaching, and the blown-up escort attendants and the old butler reached for their Lord as if they were crawling. And as if to taunt them, the bodies of the fallen Elena and Gostola, who trampled on them, began to be enveloped in a circular dark magical element.
“Stay quiet. You don’t want to be in pain for nothing. There’s no point in struggling anymore. Even if I die, I can’t stop this Sorcery from being activated. Princess, you will have a special seat to watch your country’s destruction with me…”
“–[Iron Rose]–“
A voice like a spilling bell.
A girl, her peach blonde hair was dyed gray-iron like scorched ashes, the remnants of light fluttering like silver wings as she leapt over everything like a meteor and plunged her black dagger into Gostola’s heart to the base.
“Did you think you were going to make it out alive?”
***
Gostola’s eyes widened in disbelief as the Magic Stone in his heart was pierced, and his eyes flickered slightly and lost their light.
He had misjudged her persistence because of his nature as a Dark Elf. Although Aria immediately tried to escape by carrying the fallen Elena, the Sorcery did not stop activating, as Gostola had said, and they enveloped us in the magical element of Darkness.
The old butler and attendants were shouting something from outside, but they could no longer hear them. I waved my hand lightly toward the outside for the last time and held Elena’s body protectively.
“Aria…”
“It’s okay, Elena, I’m here with you.”
Elena, who looked anxious in the darkness where all that could be seen was herself and the other, smiled faintly at Aria’s comment and clung to her.
Gostola’s crumpled body disappeared into space somewhere, and the two of them were also thrown somewhere.
Was it minutes or hours that have passed… even the sensation of being in the middle of the Teleport becomes vague, when suddenly the night sky and the moon opened up before their eyes.
After checking up and down by looking at the sky and the ground, they landed on the ground a few meters below with Elena in her arms, as if to kill the impact. The faint smell of green and dry earth…. Judging from the cool temperature and dry air that this was not Cleydale, she set the anxious Elena down on the ground and gently helped her to her feet.
“This place is…?”
“I don’t know yet.”
There was no ambush as she had anticipated; not even a sign of life, let alone a settlement of the Evil Races, in the dry forest. Elena, still in her lounge shoes and thin nightgown, was made to wear a cloak from Shadow Storage and a pair of short school boots, as they walked through the forest.
In the morning, when the night sky turned a pale turquoise color, they emerged from the unfamiliar forest, and Elena’s blue eyes widened as she held her mouth to suppress her surprise at the expansive desert and huge ruins she saw from the top of the hill.
“…The ancient ruins of the desert…Reiz Veil…”