As Leon continued to watch Serandor, he noticed a woman draped in a deep purple robe walking toward him, she was holding a shining arrow in her hand.
“Hmm…? Who is she?” Leon muttered, narrowing his eyes and activating his skill.
<Inspect>
[Name: Ursula Vanguard]
[Race: Elf]
[Class: Enchanter]
[Level: 200]
[HP: 310000/310000]
[MP: 56000/100000]
[Description: Mother of two and daughter of a wiseman, Ursula mastered weapon enchanting at an early age. She now serves Serandor as his personal enchanter. Shy by nature, she secretly harbors feelings for Serandor.]
She handed the glowing arrow to Serandor and began casting a spell over it.
“Let’s see… what’s so special about your Arrows.” Leon spoke as he immediately used Inspect again—this time on the arrow.
<Inspect>
[Name: Enchanted Arrow]
[Rank: Rare]
[Enchantments: 267]
[Crafter: Ursula Vanguard]
[Description: A rare arrow crafted from pure Vulkan wood, heavily enchanted with explosive magic. On contact with tip, the Arrow will destroy everything in a 50 meter radius.]
“Interesting… I know this won’t work, but I’ll still try.” Leon muttered, an idea sparking in his mind.
Slowly raising his hand toward them, Leon spoke. “Loose Grip.”
[Warning: Due to high-level difference, skill had no effect on target.]
“Hmm… as expected,” Leon said flatly.
—
Elf Camp,
“Hmm…” Serandor murmured, flexing his fingers with a puzzled look.
“Is something wrong, Your Majesty?” Ursula asked, tilting her head slightly.
“I felt something odd in my hand… It’s nothing. Are you done with the last enchantment?” Serandor asked with a confused expression as he looked at Ursula.
“Just a minute, Your Majesty. I am performing one last Enchantment to make it even stronger.” Ursula replied softly, continuing her spell.
“Good… Make it so strong that their families can’t even find their bodies to bury.” Serandor spoke with a twisted smile.
—
Eagle-eye outpost,
“Soldiers, you know the plan!” James barked, his voice booming across the outpost. “We move in ten seconds! Spread out as we charge. Even if some fall to that damned arrow, the rest of us will capture those bloody elves.
TODAY, WE EITHER CAPTURE THEM OR DIE TRYING!”
“YES, SIR!” The soldiers roared, raising their swords high, ready to sprint on command.
“You can capture them without dying,” Leon interrupted calmly.
“What?” James and the soldiers immediately turned towards him frowning in confusion.
“If you follow your plan, there’s a 90% chance all of you die before reaching them. Half of you will fall mid-field—and that Elf has to have more tricks up his sleeve for close-range combat,” Leon said, meeting James’s gaze evenly.
“Then… what’s your plan?” James asked, his brow furrowed.
“Stand behind me and grab my shoulders tight. Don’t let me move and charge when I tell you to.” Leon spoke without any hesitation.
“What? That’s your plan?” A soldier scoffed.
“You’re a kid—what do you know about battles?”
“Yeah, go home, boy, and let—”
“I believe him,” James cut in, stepping toward Leon.
“What?”
“Captain?”
“Sir, we’ll all die if—”
“We’re already dead, soldier. My plan’s flawed. The kid’s right—what if they’ve got another trap? I’m not dying while knowing that I had the slightest chance to save you all. I’ll follow his plan,” James declared with full confidence, gripping Leon’s shoulders tightly.
“Captain, we’re with you… No matter-“
“I don’t think we have time for that,” Leon snapped, peering through the monocular.
“He’s raising his bow. The enchantments are completed.” Leon spoke as he prepared himself.
—
“May you pay for your sins and die in the same agony as our sisters, mothers, and daughters,” Serandor growled, pulling back the bowstring and activating his skill.
“Aurora’s Justice.” He spoke as he loosed the arrow.
*SWISSHHH*
—
“It’s coming…” Leon spoke, dropping the monocular and lifting his hand skyward. He extended his index finger and casted his skill.
<Glitch Point>
A crimson dot shimmered in the air, slightly left of his fingertip. Leon shifted his finger over the red dot, focusing mana into it. A droplet of pure mana pooled on the tip of his finger.
‘Didn’t think I’d use this again so soon… but I just delivered mana and healing potions to them and what good are they if these guys die before using them ?
So, This better work…’ Leon thought grimly, glancing at the littered corpses of fallen soldiers nearby.
—
“Instead of running… what are those humans doing?” the Elf spy muttered, squinting through his monocular at the soldiers standing still, watching the arrow descend.
—
*Tip*
“High-noon, motherfucker,” Leon whispered with a neutral expression, as the mana droplet fell to the ground.
[-1 MP]
*Srrrrrrrrrrr*
[-5000 MP]
A searing beam of blue mana exploded from Leon’s finger, lancing through the air and striking the arrow’s tip dead center.
[+78979 MP]
*BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM*
The arrow detonated mid-air, erupting in a massive explosion.
“Charge now…” Leon spoke, turning to James.
“SOLDIERS, ATTACK!” James roared, thrusting his sword forward.
“YES, CAPTAIN!” the soldiers echoed, sprinting toward the Elf camp at full speed.
—
“W-What? How did that happen?” Serandor gasped, whipping his head toward Ursula.
“I-I don’t know, Your Majesty… Maybe enchantment imbalance—”
*SLAP*
Serandor’s hand immediately cracked across her face.
“Are you fucking kidding me? You fucked up the one thing you were meant to do!” Serandor shouted as he looked at her.
“I-I’m sorry, Your Majesty,” Ursula whispered, clutching her stinging cheek, her eyes lowered in fear and shame.
“You should’ve been enslaved by those scumbags instead of my sister,” Serandor spat, pulling the string of his bow and letting go.
*Swish*
Both of them vanished from sight in an instant.
…
“AHHHHHHHHHH… KILL THEEEEMMM..” James came running and shouting towards the camp but noticed that there was no one there.
“Huh…? Where did they go ?”
“I saw there here.”
“Yeah, they were just standing here.”
All the soldiers looked at each other confused.
“All the soldiers, spread around and search for them.” James commanded with a confused expression as he looked around.
…
Eagle-Eye Outpost, Inside the Kitchen,
*Nom-Nom-Nom*
Leon is eating all the meat, fruits and vegetables that was lying on the table for the soldiers.
“Fucking hell… This feels good, I was fucking famished. And even though this meat is not even cooked properly, it still tastes so good.” Leon spoke with a smile as he continued to eat everything that came in front of his eyes.
*Nom-Nom-Nom*
“The Help is here… Where is everyone ?” Suddenly, A sound came from outside.
“Time to go home.” Leon spoke with a smile as an idea came to his mind.