Following Daimon’s orders, the blood bat flew upwards, enough to not be detected from below, so far there hasn’t been any case of flying magic beasts anyway, so Daimon was pretty sure the skies weren’t taken that much into account in comparison with the sea.
Aisha hugged her son tight and enjoyed being alone with him, although she wanted to flirt, right now wasn’t the time for that.
“Darling, are we going to join hands with the paladins?”.
“Mm?”, Daimon was confused as to why Aisha suddenly brought the subject, but he still answered.
“Judging by what I have learned so far, we might need the help from their peak stage Lord later on… that being said if they want to tag along it will be under my conditions”.
Aisha nodded.
“That’s good, there is something fishy about this place, the conditions of the part where I appeared were clearly tough enough for Arch ranks to appear and yet I didn’t see any signs of creatures in that level”.
Leaving aside that little episode, they soon arrived at where the three enemy ships were, just like his mana sense showed him before, Daimon easily noticed the ship in which the royal was travelling.
Not only because it was twice as big as the normal ones, but because there were two mana fluctuations which surpassed Eleazar while being in the same realm, in other words two early-stage Mage Lords with decently high and pure reserves of mana.
But there was no peak Lord ranked which meant, the one travelling in that ship wasn’t a prince, but probably one of the secondary branch royals.
“Ready?”.
Aisha nodded and then the blood bat disappeared, leaving them on free fall.
Aisha clung onto her son and when they were about one hundred meters above the ships, Daimon used blink to appear on the deck of the bigger ship.
As soon as they landed, Daimon placed his hands on the big and archaic looking like cannons, and they were teared off from their metallic supports and kept in his inventory.
Aisha on the other hand snapped her fingers and her body became a flare, using metal particles she reflected the light of the sun to blind the people from the tribes.
“Aghhh my eyes!”.
“What the hell”.
Daimon was standing behind Aisha so he wasn’t affected, but the guys who were looking at the deck were immediately blinded, their eyes were burning and before they could react, with a slash of her sword Aisha cut their heads, eliminating about five six star ranked tribe members.
“Booom!”, both Daimon and Aisha dodged at the left avoiding two flame spheres which came from the captain’s cabin of the ship.
Once the flames extinguished, Aisha’s spell also ended, revealing the result of the first step in Daimon’s plan, about one third of the crew of the ship was dead, the others were either temporarily incapacitated or not ready to fight at the moment.
They also got the attention of the two lord ranked guys, unlike Eleazar their skin tones were darker red and their hairs were the same, both were wearing some strange robes with a mix of black and red colors and small crowns, which were being used as armbands instead of on top of their heads.
“What did I tell you brother Nestor, back at Melize we have to chase after those bitches, but here, women are easy to get, now come with this big…”.
“Boom!”, before the dark red skinned guy could finish speaking, he was hit by a lightning and sent flying out of the ship, leaving behind a thunder like sound as well as a shockwave which made the sea become agitated.
“I’ll kill that one darling~”, said Aisha as she became a flash of light which shot towards the direction where the dark red skinned guy was sent flying.
Daimon laughed and then let his body be clad with lightning and darkness mana, which twirled around him, once both elements collided loud crackling sounds filled the area, as the characteristic purple lightning of Daimon, changed to black.
“Arcanist!”, the other high noble from the Red Bone tribe, called Nestor, immediately responded in kind, his skin seemed to flow for a split of a second, before his body exploded in dim red flames.
Nestor took out his weapon, a large saber made out of the bones of a magic beast, the thing had a thick handle and a wide blade making it look quite barbarian, then Narasha made her appearance in Disaster’s form.
Seeing the refined and slim design of Disaster, Nestor snorted.
“What are you going to do with that little toothpick”.
Daimon’s image suddenly flashed, making Nestor jump to dodge the clash, unfortunately being midair, didn’t help him, using blink Daimon appeared in front of him leaving Nestor no choice but to attack him head on.
Unfortunately for Nestor, the clash he expected didn’t happen, instead of that, Daimon slashed through his saber cutting a third part of the blade away.
“W-What!”, Nestor saw a part of the blade of his saber being chopped away like nothing, and his eyes contracted like needles, while he might not be a prince, with his status, his weapon was among the medium high quality, only surpassed by the things given to a royal prince.
Still, Daimon didn’t give him any time to think about it, he followed his slash with a punch which landed full on Nestor’s face, making It swell.
“Damn it”, Nestor used the momentum to distance himself from Daimon, not without casting a fire ball at him.
Nestor’s eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as he saw Daimon casually blocking his attack with his bare hand.
Daimon looked at the low-quality flame in his hand and he frowned, before crushing the thing, leaving only scraps of flames floating in the air.
“Weren’t you a high noble, that Eleazar guy had more to offer than that lame flame”, said Aster as he played with Disaster.
Overall, Daimon calculated that Nestor had better capacities and qualities than Eleazar, but his flames were surprisingly trashy, not even equaling to a six-star mage, it was lame to say the less.
“What the hell are you waiting for, shot this bastard down!”, shouted Nestor to the members of his crew, the ones that now had more lor less recovered stared at each other after noticing the main cannons were gone.
But seeing that Nestor’s eyes were bloodshot, they didn’t dare to say anything and instead went for the secondary cannons, well knowing they didn’t have enough firepower to get rid of Daimon, still they could be used as suppression fire.
Daimon became a black flash while Nestor turned into a living shooting star which collided on the air above the ship.
“Booom!”, the result were loud thunders and gust of winds being created due to the strong shockwaves, the cannons were shot at Aster trying to give even the slightest advantage to Nestor.
“Aghhh!!!”, then all of a sudden, a lung tearing scream echoed through the place, drawing the attention of everyone to the origin of it.
The result was the incredible scene of Aisha smacking the other noble against the deck of the ship, before she landed to kick him in the face.
Nestor felt a chill running down his spine at the tragic state in which his cousin was, Aisha didn’t resort to use her sword, and instead beat him up with her bare fists, at first, he didn’t take her too seriously.
But that changed as soon as her first punch connected, with the dark red skinned guy’s weapon, an axe, which started trembling due to the impact.
What followed was a royal beating from Aisha, breaking so much things that it was hard to find an unwounded area on the body of the guy.
‘Only my darling can look at me like that”, thought Aisha as she kicked the poor guy like a ball.
Daimon dodged another round of shots from the secondary cannons, operated by the rest of the crew members.
“Hurry up and help the young lord!”, shouted a middle-aged man making the others to wake up from their dazes, only to be blow away by a loud explosion which came from the other two ships.
Calvin stood on the deck of the right ship, while Michael was doing the same on the other, there were corpses here and there laying on the deck too.
As if it wasn’t bad enough seeing their strongest duo being easily beaten up, the two escorting ships were so easily stolen from them and now their cannons pointed at them, in other words they were overwhelmed in all the aspects for a battle.
“Self-destroy the ship aghhhh!”.
Nestor tried to save the technology of Melize by sinking the ship, but Daimon was faster and before they could start the sequence of formation in the controls.
“Woah”, the three ships suddenly rumbled as their nearby areas was impacted by a barrage of cannon attacks.
Daimon looked at the north and saw a small float of four ships like the ones used by the creatures, and one which was the same size as the one used by the royals, coming their way.
But they weren’t being rode by the creatures, but the paladins and as if to support Daimon’s previous decision, the five ships started raining down cannon attacks on them.
“I recognize three of the ships those were the guys we originally were facing, before we were forced to flee”, said Calvin as he destroyed a cannon ball which was shot towards him.
Daimon calculated things for a second, they had a spare ship from the creatures and so he only needed three more, including the double sizes one of course.
Aisha noticed her son’s intentions and she hugged his right arm, while extending her right hand towards the closes small ship.
“Lent me some mana darling~”, whispered Aisha.
Daimon’s body exploded in lightning, which didn’t cause his mother any harm, and they were easily compacted on Aisha’s hand as she condensed a small lightning bead.
“Thunder arrow”, Aisha’s soft voice was like an angel’s melody for Daimon, but the paladins will never forget about what was about to happen.