ARCHDEUS

RIMWAR(6)

"They've fallen."

Sylvy the ranger had very sharp eyesight giving a report to all his party members.

Right now the chairman, Barnard and Atlya are combining his powers to create [Hex: Infinity Hooks].

This is the original magic they created. [Hex: Infinity Hooks] is a level 5 magic that creates infinite chains. This magic was created from a synthesis between Bernard's spiritual magic discipline and Atlya's arcane magic discipline.

While it was beside him, Lilac also did no less important things.

He used various combinations of level 3 to 4 spells and created a magic named [Flock of Grim Birds]. He would naturally not be able to use magic of this magnitude if it was not helped by the buffs from Atlya and some magic herbs.

[Flock of Grim Birds] is a level 4 magic that can create a flock of thorns from paper. If the palm-sized thorn is stuck and exploded, it can produce various other magic such as level 3 magic: [Fireball] or level 4: [Torment Wave] which is a magic that emits shock waves from ultrasonic sound.

"You've fought."

Barnard hugs the exhausted Atlya from using a large amount of magic.

"Lilac, take a break, we'll take care of the rest" Barnard said.

Other than Lilac and Alya who had used complex combinations of magic, the other adventurers would fight the wyvern riders.

Meanwhile in the middle of the war arena, explosion after explosion sprang up.

Two people with terrifying strength were clashing swords.

One of the parties was wearing gold equipment while the other was using dark equipment.

It's like seeing evil and good fight each other.

The figure wearing the gold armor was none other than Regis and his opponent was certainly one of the wyvern riders.

Regis used the various martial arts he had.

His sword emitted a golden-coloured light which was the color of his aura. While his opponent had a blackish-blue aura.

Every time they clashed swords, there would be an incredible explosion.

This caused the soldiers even the ones with classes to keep their distance.

This was a fight between swordmasters.

"Hoh ... I can't believe you can still survive. You better give up then I won't kill you" Regis said.

Although the fight is quite fierce, but the wyvern rider slowly pressed.

"Well, if it's like this, then I have to be a little serious."

The golden aura on Regis' sword was much smolder than before. This time not only his sword, even his armor was glowing as well.

There was even an aura reflection as if Regis had golden wings on his back like an angel of judgment.

"Then accept your death. [Martial Art: Golden Sword, O Untitled Angel!]

The area around it changed.

A circle that gave off a golden radiance appeared. In the sky as if angels had descended, a divine light shone among the clouds.

A moment later

A slash!

Before the wyvern rider realized, Regis had been behind him.

A golden light emerged from the wyvern rider's body. Then his body shattered into pieces as if it had been chopped and turned into light dust that flew into the sky.

What Regis does is magic, but in fact it is a martial art learned from someone. His dynasty did not have the discipline of swordsmanship like the Fertiphile Family or the Otilia Family had. That was why he had to wander off in search of a teacher but who knew that because of that got a sword skill that was even far above even the best knights.

The finished Regis decided to look for other wyvern riders.

It wasn't until ten minutes that he discovered there was another duel going on.

This time between the chief adventurer from Fertihall named Barnard and a wyvern rider.

But this is different from an amazing fight. It's more like bullying.

Barnard with a giant sword emitting blue-colored energy was torturing a wyvern rider.

He burned the wyvern rider with a blue flame.

Cut off both his legs and arms.

Even he was not at all bothered by the agonizing cries of the person he was tormenting.

Then he burned the man to ashes.

Regis gulps.

He had only seen something like this for the first time.

Indeed many people would play around with an opponent who had been helpless but this was the first time he had seen the one who burned his opponent to ashes.

Regis decides to come out of hiding and approaches Barnard.

However the adventurer was not surprised as if he did know Regis was there.

"My Lord."

"You have an interesting ability."

"Thank you, my lord."

"Are you a magic warrior?"

"Yes, my lord."

"Ah .. so, so explain enough."

Regis glanced at the burning marks on the ground.

That was enough to explain the reason why the attack was so different from martial arts.

"Where's the last one?" ask Regis.

"Right now he is fighting my adventurer member, my lord."

He went with Barnard.

Arriving there, it turns out the condition is not too different.

The last Wyvern Rider had also lost.

But this time it did not happen because of a duel but he was mobbed by all the members of the adventurer party and who would have thought, Clotildy had been there as well.

He seemed to have ordered them to capture the wyvern rider instead of killing him.

"You're not going to kill him, My Lady?"

"No My Lord, I'll take him in for questioning."

Regis nodded. That doesn't look bad.

So in spite of various things, in the end the war this time has been won by Otilia.

They managed to deal a crushing blow to the enemy. They even captured a wyvern rider named Razor and captured the enemy commander, Renaud Pierre Trendome.

This sweet victory cannot be enjoyed forever. Sooner or later the enemy troops will come back like ants.

In the countess' room, Clotildy and her mother spent quality time alone.

"Son, you rest. You're already so tired. Don't worry, the enemy won't be coming anytime soon."

"Mother ...."

Clotildy smiled and sat down with her mother.

"Actually, I just realized it. Son, do you like someone?"

"What's? There's no, Mother."

"Oh let me guess, is it possible that Young Master from Morhust? Or the Young Master of the Fertiphile?"

"Mother ...."

Clotildy puffed her cheeks.

"Hahaha . I'm just kidding. By the way ..."

Eugenie took something not far from her bed.

He held the Sword of Frost Dragon, an heirloom sword from the Otilia Dynasty.

He handed it to Clotildy.

Clotildy became panicked when she received this.

"Son, listen. Mom's condition is not good. It would be very sad if this sword was dusty in mother's room. So use this sword when you liberate our county."

Clotildy fell silent just by listening to her mother's words. He hesitated but still opened the sword sheath. He could feel an ice-like chill from this sword.

This is a sword that became a symbol of the legacy of the ruler of Otilia.

Clotildy drained her mana and sure enough, the sword now had a sharp ice layer like razor blades in it said.

Clotildy was fascinated. This is a really great sword.

Eugenie also smiled happily because her son was able to use this sword.

"Son, listen to Mom. Maybe you know some skills from this sword right?"

"Yes, Mommy."

Clotildy at least knew this sword had the ultimate skills like [Frozen Field] and [Ice Mirror].

"You're not wrong, son. But there was one more skill from this sword that even made the Fertiphile Family Head always angry when he heard it was a skill called [Carmina Hope]. His abilities were similar to [Teleportation]."

[Teleportation] is a level five magic that can make a person move at a certain distance, not too far but not too close. The more powerful versions were [Greatest Teleportation] magic level 8 and [Primus Teleportation] at level 10.

Clotildy was shocked when she heard that. He never knew this sword had teleportation ability.

"So you know why you survived? Unfortunately this is a skill that has a cooldown of up to 7 days. So use it only when really pressed. Oh and one more thing, you'd better be careful with the woman riding the wyvern. He's much stronger than the wyvern riders you've defeated."

"Good Mom."

It seems like good fortune is on the side of Otilia. The next day a message came to them.

This is a message coming from the capital.

...∰∰∰∰∰∰∰∰∰∰∰...

...PARTERIC PALACE'S...

Dear My Lords and members of the House of Spiritual

In the name of the Almighty Gods and the blessing of our Most High King, Theodore II, by the Grace of Gods, King of the Artchania Kingdom, Defender of the Faith, Princeps Senatus of the Right Honourable the Lords of Spiritual and Temporal of Artchania Kingdom in Parliament Assembled, Commander of the Royal Armed Forces, etc., etc., etc., the following decision has been made on the fief war between the County of Otilia and the March of Canadia. The institution of Parliament feels a great responsibility to the problems that occur so that as a form of implementation of Noblesse Oblige then I call on all Heads of Noble Family and Heads of Religious Temple Hexatheism to be able to convene in Parliament Yang This Noble.

Yours Faithfully:

HRH. The Lord of Norchaster

The Grand Chamberlain of Artchania

"The letter has come. So which one of us is leaving?" ask Alex.

In fact this question is just a small talk because in fact, except for Otilia, the House of Nobles of Fertiphil and Morhust can only be represented by the eldest child.

Currently the Fertiphile Patriarch was following the war while the Morhust Patriarch was in an unhealthy state.

"It looks like we have no choice" Regis said.

"Well, right. I'll call Alen to follow me to the capital" Alex said.

"Well right. Then Miss Clotildy. Has your family set up a representative?" ask Regis.

"Yes, my father has left as a representative of the family."

Alex and Regis nodded. So this time only the two of them went to convene in parliament.