Chapter: 435
The forces lurking near the forest I’m facing now are the sloppily researching black wizards.
As they unleash black magic, they inevitably desire to transfer the backlash onto their sacrifices. These individuals are closer to the evil god’s forces than anyone else.
Among the group, there are several followers of the evil god mingling around.
Hence, it’s not easy to figure out who the evil god lurking in this forest is.
Anyone except the quietly sealed fire or the shriveled darkness has a chance.
However, based on the lurking sinister vibes in this forest, I can only speculate that the followers of the void have intruded.
Standing in front of the forest, I donned the armor I retrieved from the Tersha Empire and lightly loosened up my body.
Thanks to the training I had throughout the vacation, there was no awkwardness in moving the armor.
Confirming that, I nodded satisfyingly and raised my mace and shield, taking the lead.
“I think it’s better if I or that knight over there stands at the front.”
Myrra, who didn’t know much about me, seemed worried, but I answered his concern with a scoff.
“Should I trust a dog’s sense of smell? That’s a persuasive story~ But nah, I’d prefer to not follow a brainless dog and fall into a trap!”
“Myrra, Lucy excels in this field more than anyone. No one is more reliable than her.”
“…Hmm, if you say so, Lina, then it must be.”
Seeing the polite persuasion from the Sloppy Fox, I was surprised more by her decorum than Myrra’s faith.
Can this crazy pervert do something like this?
Seriously?
The pervert who wants to be stepped on so badly that she secretly positions herself at the foot of my bed every morning can be this polite!
Whether she knows my shock or not, the Sloppy Fox shyly bowed her head and took a couple of steps back.
If you didn’t know who was inside, you might think she was a lady.
No! Why is it that a girl who can act like that normally has to throw a fit when it comes to me? If she acted like that all the time!
…No. That would be creepy too.
A girl pretending to be polite on the outside while secretly begging to be stepped on is just too sinister!
Honestly, a straightforward pervert seems better at this point.
“Lady. It seems everyone is ready.”
Hearing Karl’s voice, I snapped back to reality and took in the sight of everyone present.
A wolf with the sharpest fangs. Myrra.
A sly fox. Lina.
Karl, the knight of the Allen family.
Adri, the necromancer, along with her assistant, Visi.
Prete, the apostle of the Arts Church. And me, the Apostle of God.
Excluding Visi, anyone else here could be at the top or at least among the top of their respective powers. Their presence was incredibly reassuring.
No matter what happens inside the forest, we’d have no trouble overpowering the difficulties with our force. So as long as I handle the schemes lurking in the forest well, there won’t be any problems.
“Let’s go. Shoddy ones.”
The moment I stepped into the forest, a sinister aura swirled around us.
[They’ve noticed us over there.]
‘That was expected.’
Each of us possesses a substantial presence. Hoping they don’t realize anything is way too greedy.
So, I chose not to hide our existence.
If you can handle it, then go ahead and try.
If you can stop us, then fight all you want.
Seeing you trash move, I’ll figure out what you’ve prepared and handle it appropriately.
“Hey Granny, don’t just huddle in the back, get to work. Your useless buddy is no help, so you gotta do something, okay?”
– Please wait a moment.
As Adri spread her morale, the souls of animals began to rise from the ground.
Traces of those who once lived in this forest but have now died.
Those who lost their will began to spread out across the forest at Adri’s command.
“Working with a necromancer isn’t the most pleasant thing, is it?”
Myrra seemed annoyed that the souls of the animals had risen from their rest.
The wolf’s growl was fierce enough to scare anyone, but Adri remained unperturbed in front of his anger.
– They’re not being forced to move, Wolf.
“…Huh?”
– They asked for help, and I’m merely responding. I’m not strong enough to send a necromancer far in a forest filled with the energy of other sorcerers.
“Oh, I didn’t know that. I apologize.”
– No, it’s true that I disturbed the rest of the dead. So I think it’s not strange if you get angry.
Understanding the situation where one’s standing is narrow due to being a necromancer, the words suited Adri very well.
No matter how she may feel inside, on the outside, she looks like a girl. If you see her bow her head obediently, it’s impossible not to feel pity for her.
Especially if Myrra, who is genuinely good-hearted, is the one facing her.
– Lady Allen, a minor problem has come up.
“Why were you rejected by those sloppy little animals? Are you alone again?”
– …That’s not it. There’s something strange about this forest.
After hearing the description that sending small animals to scout has been resulting in a repetitive path, I was convinced that the forces occupying this place are indeed those of the followers of the void.
The real path is hidden, and if we strayed from that path, we’d end up backtracking, a tactic they’re using.
“Good job, Granny. Let’s stop with the trembling trash animals. It must be taxing to be beneath you.”
If we’re dealing with the followers of the void, further scouting is meaningless.
What’s aggravating is catching the spies hidden among allies—that’s another matter entirely.
In a situation of outright hostility, what meaning does their power hold?
Chuckling to myself, I called upon my divine grace and pictured the map of the forest.
For now, let’s head toward the place where the true lord of the forest is. If I get into the center of the forest, there should be some clues.
*
To be honest, Myrra didn’t find Lucy Allen to be that reliable.
It didn’t matter that he had heard many bad rumors about her.
Myrra wasn’t someone who evaluated others based on what he heard from others.
It didn’t matter that the first scene he witnessed of her was the apostle of the Arts Church and Lina crawling on the floor.
The drop in evaluation was solely due to Lina and the apostle.
Despite a bit of a quirky aspect to her commanding presence over the two of them, it was certainly a factor that could amplify her evaluation.
Yet, the reason Myrra was suspicious of Lucy Allen was that she seemed far too overconfident.
He understood that Lucy Allen possessed overwhelming skills for her age.
The results of her training contained within that small body.
Her divine abilities were astonishing compared to many clergy.
And every achievement she had accomplished thus far.
Everything was impressive.
This is an undeniable truth.
However, such greatness does not always act positively.
Those who do not know collapse fall from a higher place than others quickly and smash when they do.
Having taken a step back because he couldn’t stand alone on others’ faith, Myrra still kept worries in the corner of his heart.
So he remained alert, ready to respond to any problems that might arise.
Yet Myrra’s worries never became reality.
As they made their way deeper into the forest, Lucy Allen didn’t make a single mistake.
“So sloppy. Do the trash here not know what thinking is? This is almost begging for help!”
She instantly grasped the path hidden by the evil god’s power.
“Those who serve this nonsense can’t even think properly. What good is it to hide traps if their power is so pitiful?”
Of course, she discovered the traps and even dismantled them right in front of them.
“Why is it so weak? ♡ I doubt it’ll even leave a mark on my shield? ♡ Are you perhaps trying to be considerate of me? ♡ Can’t bear to attack such a cute me? ♡ Puha, thanks~ ♡ As a reward, I’ll step on you~ ♡”
During the battle with the black wizards, she displayed overwhelming prowess.
She dispelled the black wizards’ curses with her divine powers.
Deflecting their pre-prepared spells with her shield.
Drew attention inward then regrouped and left the finish to others.
To Myrra’s eyes, the abilities Lucy Allen displayed were certainly not something a child of her age should possess.
She was cunning.
Unlike the fiery recklessness of youth, she approached every situation like a seasoned mercenary, dealing with the enemies’ movements, and endlessly vocalized what her allies should do, all of which were far beyond Myrra’s expectations—even his own actions.
As this process repeated for hours, Myrra found himself naturally acknowledging Lucy.
He realized her confidence didn’t stem from childishness, but from a firm belief in her own abilities.
Afterward, Myrra began to actively carry out Lucy’s commands on par with Karl and Prete.
He acknowledged her as the head of their party and lent weight to her words.
This experience was fresh for Myrra, who had lived a life as a leader, and at the same time, he started to think that this wasn’t bad at all.
While Myrra’s trust in Lucy grew firm, their party arrived in the middle of the forest.
There, they found a door leading down to a dungeon.
“…Is this really the end?”
For some reason, Lucy Allen displayed a very disappointed expression.
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