The Twice-Exiled Adventurer, Using His Super Rare Skills To Train a Squad of Beautiful Girls! – Chapter 70.1

𝐈𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐤 - 𝐁𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐭 𝐃𝐮𝐬𝐤

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟕𝟎.𝟏: 𝐈𝐝𝐥𝐞 𝐓𝐚𝐥𝐤 – 𝐁𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐭 𝐃𝐮𝐬𝐤

The two lead pale riders atop their azure steeds fall over unexpectedly.

They emit silent whinnies.

It was due to stepping on caltrops. While such things wouldn’t normally harm the undead, they have gained special effectiveness against spirits due to Meisha’s magic.

Meg’s knife approaches the fallen knights, delivering the final blow.

She lacks the combat skills to fight a pale rider head-on, but she possesses assassination techniques that allow her to approach invisibly and take down an opponent with a single strike.

Having defeated the two monsters, Meg’s figure disappears once again.

Undead knights continue their charge, completely disregarding their fallen comrades.

This could be called the heartlessness of the undead, but even human knights wouldn’t care about their fallen comrades during a charge.

After all, a knight’s charge is a decisive move that determines life or death.

There is no point in employing a cavalry if it doesn’t succeed at all costs.

Standing in their way are Asuka and Salieri, a human hero and a dark elf hero respectively.

The holy sword Oracion and the flame sword Efreet slash through the horde of pale riders.

One by one.

But even so, the momentum of the monsters did not stop.

They charge past Asuka, Salieri, and the rest of their allies, locked in combat.

Their target is the center.

The place where Lionel stands, protecting Meisha and Miliaria.

Under the intent to defeat him.

Driven by an inhuman force, they seem to understand that he is the commander.


Without showing a hint of perturbation against the approaching undead knights, he calls out to the girl standing on his right.

“Yes! I’ll fire!”

A fireball launched from her staff of the Ice Wolf explodes right before the pale riders.

One of the most popular group attack spells, Fireball, scatters flames across a wide area, attacking the undead knights.

Although they do not know fear, they are momentarily taken aback.

Fire is, after all, one of the most feared things for undead monsters.

Furthermore, there is an attribute that has special effectiveness against the undead.

“This land is before the gods. Bow your heads equally. Sacred territory!”

As Meisha clenches the holy seal, a soft, warm light overflows from beneath the feet of the pale riders.

It’s one of the barrier magic spells.

The undead trapped within the holy barrier can’t escape, continuously taking damage.

The barriers warding off the undead that have been cast on the nearby villages are a degraded, wider range version of this. They can’t deal damage, but undead creatures cannot enter them.

“Sleep now, embraced by the arm of the Supreme God. Rest in peace.”

Meisha layers on Turn Undead.

The light descending from the sky illuminates all the undead, purifying their cursed bodies.

Meisha, who is just a priest, can exhibit a purifying power equivalent to that of an archbishop by layering Holy Field and Turn Undead.

“Huff. . . . . . . . .”

Lionel quickly supports the blond saintess, who staggers.

She’s unable to maintain consciousness due to using too much magic at once. She’s always been fuel-inefficient.

“Here. Lick it slowly.”

He unwraps a candy from his pocket and puts it in Meisha’s mouth.

Half unconscious, Meisha sucks on both the candy and Lionel’s finger.

“Don’t eat my hand. . . . . . . . . It’s been a while, hasn’t it?”

Lately, it has mostly been Meg who has been looking after Meisha.

“Mamma Nel. . . . . . .”

“Rest. It will be settled soon.”

Supporting her glamorous body, draped in priest’s robes, Lionel turns his gaze back to the battlefield.

As he had predicted, the fight was reaching its climax.

True to their status as high-ranking undead, they were still standing despite taking a Fireball, Holy Field, and Turn Undead, managing to avoid total annihilation.

That being said, only three remained.

Behind them, Asuka, Salieri, and Meg, each having taken down two enemies, were closing in.

Asuka’s Oracion beheaded one, Salieri’s Efreet sliced another diagonally, and Meg’s magically enhanced knife penetrated the chest of the last.

The conclusion came almost instantly.

In terms of numbers defeated, Asuka, Salieri, and Meg had three each, with Miliaria and Meisha collectively taking down fourteen.

Lionel had none.

“I’m quickly running out of opportunities.”

These were the words he himself said with a laugh.

“For a Strategist, it’s odd that you’ve been on the front lines until now.”

Salieri chimed in with a clueless retort.

Smiling, Lionel, who gently patted her head, pointed in the direction of Ameni village.

He suggested that they should reach the village before sundown.

The six of them began to walk.

Among them, one was fervently consuming her portable meals. To accommodate her poor fuel efficiency, extra food was always packed in the team members’ backpacks.

“But Mother Nel. There are undead that can move during the day too.”

Walking alongside Lionel, Miliaria asked.

“It’s limited to those called high-ranking. Liches, Pale Riders, Vampire Lords, Dullahans. But they should be quite weakened.”

The darkness of night is their realm.

In that sense, encountering them in their weakened state during the day was lucky.

Fighting a Pale Rider at night would be, to put it mildly, a major ordeal.

“Well, still, encountering a Pale Rider on the first day. . . That’s not really lucky at all.”

The girls chuckled at Lionel, who was grumbling and twisting his neck.

As usual, he was fretting over the most trivial things.

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