LIGHTNOVELSTORY chapter 123
123 – Creation of a Mercenary Group
Ezerina lashed out with all she might and rushed at her drinking bottle at top speed.
Her speed is a whopping’600 km per hour’
This is the highest speed she has achieved since obtaining the [Fik] Gift, and the maximum speed that Ezerina can control in her current state.
Ezerina flew in a half-sphere shape with the demon soldier at the center, and then fired a series of flash-like swords.
Let’s do it ourselves-!!!
“Grrrr?!”
Countless slashes rained down without regard to front, back, left, or right, mercilessly cutting through the monster’s entire body.
It is truly a prison of sharp slashes that tear the enemy to pieces.
“Grrrr—!!!”
But even that was not enough to take her life beyond the regenerative power of the bottle she drank.
‘… Isn’t this enough?’
To be honest, for Ezerina, the demonic spirit was not only difficult, but it was no exaggeration to say that she had the worst compatibility.
Ezerina’s fighting style is to toy with her enemy with her high-speed mobility using [Fik], And when she finds an opening, she approaches her at once and then delivers a fatal blow to the vital point with her sophisticated and sharp sword technique.
However, the demon soldier had a strong durability that could not be severed in one go even by Ezerina’s full-power slash her, and an incredible regenerative power that could even recover a half-cut arm in seconds.
If Ezerina’s attack had been a harsh sword move that forcibly tore off her wounds her or a blow that shattered the bone her, it would have taken longer to regenerate than it does now.
Ezerina’s attack was such a sharp slash that the cross section of her wound could be said to be as smooth as the surface of a mirror, so it was unfortunate for her that it was the type of injury that was easiest to regenerate for a demonic soldier with regenerative powers that surpassed that of her troll.
“Kiyaaa!!”
“… Sigh!”
The demon spirit, who was crouching in the prison of devastation and defending her body, momentarily extended her claws and made a surprise attack on Ezerina.
Ezerina naturally dodged the attack, drawing a smooth trajectory in the air, and then counterattacked her outstretched arm, causing a deep wound. She immediately frowned at the regenerating wound.
‘This attack can barely cause any significant damage, while that attack can cause fatal damage just by grazing it. Now that we are pushing at a high speed, we have been able to drive the situation to an antagonistic state…’
Given her remaining magic attribute, she can maintain this pace for at best another 5 minutes.
Considering that she couldn’t hold the gift for even 3 seconds when she first developed the gift, she had made great progress, but in her current situation, she was still lacking.
If she continues like this, the moment her magical power runs out, she will be struck by a fatal counterattack and it will be obvious that she will fall.
There is only one way to overcome this situation.
‘It’s just cutting it down faster than it can regenerate at the current speed.’
Ezerina instinctively knew that she could fly faster than she could now.
But she also said that the speed was beyond her controllable limits.
Her cool-headed reasoning told her that if she increased her speed even a little from her current speed, the delicacy of her flying skills would be greatly reduced, and the probability of not being able to avoid the counterattack of the demonic bottle that would occasionally be swung would drastically increase.
‘Do you accelerate to an uncontrollable speed and attack with an attack that overwhelms your regenerative ability to defeat him, or do you get counterattacked and lose your life before that? .’
An all-or-nothing method with an extremely low success rate.
That’s why Ezerina───
───Ssassy!!!!
She ─── without the slightest hesitation, she accelerated beyond her limit.
‘The fact that the Master is just watching means that I can defeat this monster alone.’
It goes beyond her loyalty and borders on fanaticism, her absolute faith in her her her her own master her.
It gave her an unwavering determination to overcome her limits without hesitation.
That determination lifted her to a ‘higher realm.’
──Gwoong
She sang a song of congratulations to the newly born being, playing a resonant sound that could not be heard by the surrounding magic.
The status rises.
The ‘vessel’, a being that has reached its limit of capacity, further expands its size to contain more things.
It is a change more tranquil than anything else, and a change more violent than anything else.
The magical power becomes deeper and more concentrated.
The whole body’s mana load is rebuilt larger and stronger.
Magical power penetrates deeply into the skin, muscles, organs, blood, and even the cells at the extremities of the body, and the body becomes more friendly to magic.
A cataclysm that occurred in less than a split second.
It is the evolution of existence and the sublimation of hierarchy.
She is at this moment.
Entered the realm of ‘one who surpassed humanity (superhuman)’.
───Took
Ezerina’s new form disappeared with the sound of breaking through something.
Ultra-fast flight that does not even recognize the eyesight of a demon soldier modified solely to kill living things.
The speed is ‘Mach 1’
Even while flying at the catastrophic speed of ‘1,224 km/h’, Ezerina accurately recognized the demonic soldier and fired an even faster sword.
The swift sword swung at the speed of sound created a bitter cold wind.
Wow~!!!
The bitter cold wind became a slash of sound and struck the devil.
Squeak-!
A sharp sword swung as it passed by, cutting half of the demon soldier’s body.
Sigh-!
The subsequent slash of sound roughly tore through the wound that was trying to regenerate.
Suddenly-!
The exquisite sword wielded by Ezerina, who had returned before she knew it, penetrated into the parts of her that had not yet completed regeneration, completely cutting off the body of the drinker.
The gushing blood soared in the wind, drawing a red streak in the air.
Other red strokes are added layer by layer, and a picture is gradually completed.
“【Sakpungran dance (削風亂舞)───
And the final red stroke created by splitting the demon soldier’s head in half, with everything from the neck down chopped off, is added to the picture──
───Blood flower opening】”
───Using the enemy’s life as nourishment, a beautiful lilyflower bloomed vividly in the air.
******
I stopped Ezerina, who had defeated the bottle, from fainting from exhaustion by injecting a minimum of magical energy, and immediately went to clean up.
Treat injured people in need of urgent treatment with sacred magic, collect data from the branch and information drawn from the head of the captured branch leader, and send it to information merchant Black Cat.
We quickly crush any traces of battle that could be used to infer our fighting style and abilities, and cleanly remove any remaining magical energy nearby.
Lastly, the bodies of the victims are collected and cremated with respect.
By the time we had roughly finished cleaning up.
“My benefactor.”
A man who said he was a gold-level mercenary who was representing the victims captured in this branch approached me.
Her man had a determined look on his face, and he bowed his head deeply and said.
“Please accept us as your subordinates!!!”
“”””Please accept it!!!””””
Following the man, the other survivors also bowed their heads deeply and spoke to me.
“Good.”
“… Master? Can you decide that right away?
When I nodded her head without hesitation, Ezerina asked me with a little confusion.
“It doesn’t matter. I was planning on making them my subordinates in the first place.”
“Is that so… ?”
“Yes. If I don’t make them my subordinates in the first place, they will die soon.”
“… Huh? How come?”
I silently nodded to Ezerina, who was puzzled, to look into their eyes
“… I see.”
Ezerina looked at the survivors and opened her eyes slightly, then nodded slightly as if she understood what I meant.
Because all of the survivors have the same eyes as Ezerina, who asked for me 15 days ago.
Because he had the dark eyes of someone who longs for revenge.
Parents, siblings, children, lovers, friends… Survivors who hold a grudge because their precious people were tortured and eventually killed in front of their eyes will rush against the Demon God Church and destroy their lives even if I do not make them my subordinates.
In that case, the survival rate would be much higher if you took them as subordinates, trained them as elite fighters, and let them fight against the Demon God Church in an organized manner.
‘From the beginning, I was planning to create an armed group under my command.’
The Demon God Church is literally operating in secret and causing incidents throughout the continent.
No matter how good my mobility is because I can use gifts like 〈Space Magic 〉 or [Fight], To be honest, I only have one body.
Our strength and numbers were too low to deal with the Demon God Church on the entire continent.
The survivors in front of us are the best talent to fill that number.
Their motivation will be stronger than anyone else’s, so they will be much more helpful than those who are half-talented.
I spoke with strong magical intentions, as if making a declaration to the survivors who were looking at me.
“From now on, you will become my subordinates and members of the newly formed mercenary group.”
The eyes of the survivors come to me.
“Knowledge to train yourself,
The fighting skills to fight them,
A sharp weapon to cut off their evil deeds,
Compatriots who will walk together through the difficult and thorny path,
I will give you a final resting place to return to.”
As the words continued, the flame of emotion in their eyes burned more intensely.
“Our mercenary group has only one goal—to exterminate all demonic cults on this continent and kill the demon gods they worship.”
Chuck-
The survivors all got down on one knee and bowed their heads deeply as if pledging loyalty.
“The name of the mercenary group… Yes, keep it simple and straightforward.”
What we will do from now on is a simple matter of returning what we received from them.
So our name is───
───Revenger mercenary group.
******
There is one universal common sense that penetrates all time and space, this world and the original world
That is, growing an armed group requires a huge budget.
Even if you just think of it, purchasing a residence, purchasing weapons, food expenses, physical rehabilitation expenses, preparing emergency potions, auxiliary expenses, living expenses, purchasing magic tools… Etc. An armed group is literally a gold-eating monster.
Now that the total number of people is less than 15 people, I can handle it on my own, but considering the future when this number will increase a hundred or a thousand times, it is obvious that I need a means of earning money other than my own.
Therefore, it is no exaggeration to say that the top, which was entrusted to Ezerina’s younger brother Ene, plays an important role, almost like the heart of the mercenary group.
Now that a mercenary group has been founded. It would be natural for me to ask Ene about the status and financial situation of the merchant.
‘Well, it’s been less than 15 days since the top was founded, and no matter how smart he is, he’s still young, so I don’t have high expectations.’
The initial deposit was about 10,000 gold.
Even if it increases by just 10%, it is more than enough.
I asked with such a light heart.
“The total funds at the top are 200,000 gold, brother!”
… Yes?
“It’s 204,369 gold to be exact!”
“??”
As Ene smiled brightly and spoke lightly, my intelligence instantly dropped to 0.
… Were there coins in this world too?