Chapter 92 - She's just a Level 1 brat!
The last remaining squad leader of Evilus stared, his eyes wide with terror.
Although she unleashed a storm of blood with her sword, Ais did not directly kill anyone. Instead, she severed their bodies, leaving not a trace of blood on her own body. The fact that she was able to accomplish this, a task far more difficult than killing someone outright, proved that the gap between them was unimaginably large.
With no chance to resist or escape, and realizing his fate, his eyes widened in fury, and he reached into his robes.
"Lord!! Please accept my life as..."
However, as the blonde shadow swept past him, his voice froze instantly, and his entire body locked in place.
"You won't get the chance."
When the emotionless voice sounded behind him, he realized he hadn't even seen the slash that ended him. After cutting down the enemy, Ais looked at Olivas, the only one left standing in front of her.
"Oh ho ho, it seems I've gained something today besides that silver haired brat! If I kill you too, that should be enough to plunge the Loki Familia into despair for a while, right?"
Silver hair...
Noah!
Their goal is Noah!
Although she didn't know exactly what Evilus's plan was, Ais keenly grasped the key point.
In an instant, black flames surged and burned behind her eyes.
"...I will defeat you!"
...
"Hahaha, as long as I kill you. I will be famous as a god!"
Olivas, envisioning himself as a top executive of Evilus, was laughing wildly when he suddenly saw a sharp light rushing toward him. He was so frightened that he rolled backward.
Standing up covered in dust, Olivas touched his cheek and felt a burning pain, realizing his face had been scratched.
"You brat!!"
Overwhelmed by intense shame, he drew his longsword and slashed at Ais, who was charging at him again.
But the moment the blades clashed, the impact pierced through his arm, numbing it. Olivas's anger vanished, replaced by surprise.
I naturally have the advantage in strength, but her speed and swordsmanship are far superior!
She's just a Level 1 brat!
Even faster than Olivas's thoughts was the sword in Ais's hand.
The swift and sharp attack had the precision of a needle, aiming for Olivas's eyes, leaving him no chance to adjust his position and forcing him into a desperate defense. However, during a brief opening, three more slashes came at once.
The sword light, invisible to the naked eye, transformed into a storm of slashes, attacking from the front and weaving endless blooms of blood on Olivas's body, forcing him to retreat repeatedly.
It was hard to imagine that such powerful strikes came from Ais's slender arms. Olivas was forced to defend himself with no room for counterattack; even his mind was beginning to buckle under the blows.
Feeling a tremor of wavering confidence within him, Olivas's face suddenly contorted.
"I'm a Level 3! How could I be driven to this point by a brat?!"
Enraged, Olivas abandoned his defense and slashed out with both hands!
Caught off guard, Ais was forced to halt her attack and raise her sword in defense.
The moment the blades clashed, the immense force sent Ais flying, tumbling backward four or five meters through the air before landing safely. Even so, the impact was so powerful that Ais's feet dug grooves into the ground.
When her body finally came to a stop, Ais looked down at her sword.
The blade was already nicked and chipped, and her slender arm trembled from numbness.
I am no match for him.
Despite possessing exceptional stats and superb swordsmanship, the two level gap was insurmountable for Ais at this moment.
Then let's stall him! Wait for Riveria and the others to arrive!
When Ais decided to change tactics, a serpentine grin suddenly appeared on Olivas's blood stained face.
He looked at Ais, then at the other adventurers rushing over from a distance, and took out several items resembling bright red rubies.
"Brat, make your choice!"
Olivas threw the magic items at the surrounding crowd, then turned and ran without looking back.
Suddenly, the items emitted a crimson light in mid air, revealing the enormous volatile energy contained within them. In an instant, Ais understood what Olivas meant by choice.
Attacking Olivas's unsuspecting back could not only hold him off but might even allow her to catch him off guard and defeat him. However, the surrounding civilians would inevitably suffer heavy casualties in the resulting explosion.
Kill the enemy or protect the people?
A choice with no room for maneuver was placed before the girl.
What came to her mind was not the image of defeating Olivas, nor the scene of countless cries and wails around her.
Instead, it was a clear, crisp, emerald morning.
Time seemed to stand still. The girl's consciousness left the scene of flying blood and, amidst the endless flashes of light moving at high speed, saw another sight.
'Ais, if one day you need to pay with our lives to complete your revenge, would you do it?'
'...People like you and me will inevitably face this choice at some point in our lives: whether to pursue our ideals or stop for the sake of those around us...'
The magic items melted and began to spray out intense light, symbolizing death, and the surrounding air began to surge.
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