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Chapter 23 : Clarice Lampard
🕑 Added 2022-04-16 15:43:19 +0000 UTCTL:SummerPeanut
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I got out on the other side of the wall and saw a lot of injured people in front of me.
Looking back, it seemed to be the city walls. The wall is similar to the one in Almeria.
There was no reaction at all from the crystal given to me by Van.
I thought this wall might be connected to the dungeon but apparently, that's not the situation now.*1
On the other side of the wounded, people and goblins were fighting.
There was one place where I could hear the angriest shouts and screams, so I quickly moved to that place.
Because of my child's body, I can easily slip through even when people are crowded together.
I then deliberately walked past the seriously injured in a way that avoided being noticed by the others and used heal.
The seriously injured people looked at their wounds in wonder.
And soon I reached the place.
It was an odd sight. They were supposed to be fighting goblins but people were trying to kill people.
For some reason, the people around them didn't even try to stop them.
A little girl called out ‘Dad!’ in loud voice.
The person that was about to be cut must be her father.
It's still not too late now.
With such thought in mind, I used Wind Cloak (Sylphid) and accelerated into the front of the man that was about to be slashed and fired a palm strike to the other guy’s chin.
When I shot him in the jaw, our eyes met. An expected reaction, he looked very surprised.
I seemed to have put too much force into it. He was blown up so spectacularly that I thought he was a stuntman.
My action caused a scene around the area.
I took the decorated sword from the man I had blown back without caring, and healed the wound of the man who was about to be cut down in a way that the people around me would not know.
“For now, let's take down the goblin. Please explain the situation later to me.”
I said that to those nearby.
Then.
“There are over 300 goblins! Some of them are hobgoblins! There’s no helping now!”
“If we could do that, we would have done it already.”
The voice replied angrily.
“I will handle the goblins on this side alone. Everyone, please be mindful of the other side instead.”
So I said and ran into the horde of goblins.
The residents looked at me with the face of wondering what on earth I was saying.
I started defeating the goblins with my sword alone, without using magic, despite their stares.
Because I thought that if I used magic maybe even the people who were still alive would be harmed.
With 300 goblins and assuming I kill one every five seconds, I could wipe them out in 1,500 seconds or 25 minutes.
I had been doing battle with only goblin kings, goblin lords, and goblin generals, so now hobgoblins and goblin mages are no match for me.
I don't even need to use the Wind Cloak (Sylphid) to instantly kill them.
After half an hour, we finished defeating all the goblins in the town.
The town was filled with shouts of joy.
Several people thanked me.
But soon the residents started to evacuate because a fourth wave might be coming.
As they began to evacuate, the Knights arrived. Together with Count Beetle who rules here.
“I am Raoul Grace, Count of Beetle. What's going on? Are the residents safe? Is anyone injured? Treat the seriously injured first. Tell the Knights if you are seriously wounded or if there is a seriously wounded person nearby. You may speak to me directly!”
Count Beetle seemed to have come in his clothes and was not wearing any armour.
Then the man I had knocked off swooped on the Count.
“Count Beetle, I have been grazed. Also, an unidentified bandit attacked me and knocked me unconscious, and I have a headache. Please give me the highest priority.”
“Indeed, if you can prattle so much we can talk about it later. You all, look for seriously injured residents.”
“W-what? I am a nobleman, and I request that you treat me first.”
“You’re in the way, the rest of you get on with protecting the residents!”
When Count Beetle said this, he left the scene and began treating the residents and providing them with psychological care.
The baron, who had been lightly handled with, shouted in a screeching voice when he spotted me.
“Bandits! There's a bandit in the house! Capture him! No, prepare to execute him for disrespect.”
None of the residents moved.
Rather, they surrounded me as if to protect me, to hide me.
“What are you doing! You bastards too shall be put to death for disrespect! And the Knights, seize that brat!”
Then one of the Knights said.
“I am sorry to say this but Lord Dames does not have the authority to give us orders. We have been told to protect the residents and I hope you will understand.”
The Knight Order members also left the scene to search for the seriously injured.
That guy's name is Dames huh. The honorific title 'Lord' meant he doesn't have a fief.
He’s no Knight Commander nor does he seem to be Magician Commander. He doesn't seem to be particularly strong, so he simply inherited his title from his parents. If this kind of incompetent can inherit a peerage, it would be better if the nobility had lots of children.
Let's just not stay here. I don't want to get involved with the Dames again.
Thinking so, I hid behind a house using the human wall as a shield.
That Dames lost sight of me and gave up but now he was turning his anger towards the residents.
I am indeed annoyed by his unmanageable behavior.
After hiding in the house, I noticed one thing. The sword in my right hand.
If I leave like this, I’ll be stealing it. I wonder if this belongs to Dames.
If I give it back to the Dames who are now on the rampage, he might use it to attack the residents again, so I think it's better not to give it back now. Maybe it's better not to return it for now. Or maybe it's better not to return it for the rest of his life. I don't know what to do. Right as I was wrecking my head.
“Thank you very much. You saved me and my daughter.”
I heard such voice.
I turned around and there stood that man who had almost been cut down by Dames.
“No. In fact, I plead forgiveness for my previous outburst.”
For a moment I thought about handing the sword to this person but I stopped because I felt that if he went to return it, he would be cut again.
“Even so, you have great strength for someone so young. My daughter is about the same age as you and I thought she was a genius. Clarice, come here”
Then a girl came out from behind the man.
The girl stared at me without saying a word.
I too stared at the silver-haired girl with a very beautiful face.
My head and heart were telling me something.
I had already noticed that something previously.
The boy and the girl slowly approached each other.
Then they got closer and took each other's hands.
'Thank you for helping me again. You saved me.'
'Thank you too! You helped me just now.'
After exchanging words in Japanese..., they collapsed on the spot and cried together while hugging each other.
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TL’s note:
- Author suddenly used dungeon english word instead of labyrinth so…
