Otome Game no Heroine de Saikyou Survival [WN] - Chapter 165.3

The sight was so unrealistic that a throwing knife pierced between Ghiva’s eyebrows as he stopped moving for a moment, and only the glow of “peach-blonde hair,” which was visible for a moment in the darkness, burned in his vision forever before his life was extinguished.

In just a few seconds, the girl who had destroyed the Dark Elf and the Rizan group, retrieved the knife from between Ghiva’s eyebrows, and turned without changing her expression to the people who were stunned speechless by the spectacle.

“The demon army is coming. Escape or rejoin… how you ‘live’ is for you to decide.”

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The town was enveloped in a strange atmosphere. The demons and the Rizan group that had been seen in the town at that time were finally on the move.

The inhabitants who have been living in this desert are not weak. But the demons had attacked the strongholds of the factions that united the residents, and to add to the chaos, they had set fire to the entire town.

Stone buildings do not collapse when set on fire, but the town uses large amounts of cloth and grass fibers as doors and awnings. The burning of these things made people afraid of fire, and those involved in the various factions were attacked in the chaos.

“…”

There was little I could do in this chaos. Because war was not something that could or would be stopped by an individual.

It was just–

“You’re in my way.”

“Gah!”

I lightly click my heels as I run down the street, and with the blade of my heel, I kicked a man who looked like a member of the Rizan group who was attacking the residents.

“You, you–“

I smashed the skull of a Dark Elf, who was nearby and turning around, with a Heavy Type pendulum.

Did he think that I would overlook him? 

I run over the unburned stalls, avoiding the streets where people were running around, and attacked the men of the Rizan group I saw on the way with my general-purpose and slashing pendulums. One of the men noticed this and pointed his spear at me on top of the stall, but I tangled the tip of the spear with the hem of my cloak and drove the spear I took from him into his heart.

I didn’t have any Spearmanship Skills, but that didn’t mean I couldn’t use them at all with my taijutsu and other melee combat skills. But I wasn’t sure if I could replenish my weapons from here on out, so I used the weapons I had taken from my enemies to topple them as best I could.

I jumped from stall roof to stall roof, throwing the daggers and spears I had taken. Using a bow and arrow I picked up along the way, I shot an arrow through the head of a Dark Elf who was casting a spell across the street.

I was also attacked several times, but I still made it to one of my destinations without any injuries that would require the use of [Heal] or [Cure].

There was a small store at the end of an alley. In this situation, it was highly likely that they were locked up or the owner was escaping, but when I opened the cloth that served as a door and went inside, there was an old Cruzian man with a pure white beard who looked like the owner, puffing smoke from what looked like a smoking pipe.

“…Shopping at a time like this? Or are you picking up something?”

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