𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟖𝟖: 𝐕𝐒 𝐀𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐚 (𝐏𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝟏)
There was a grand hall on the fiftieth floor.
This was to be expected. There had been grand halls on the tenth, twentieth, thirtieth, and fortieth floors, each guarded by what could be termed powerful monsters.
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Approaching the door and sensing the presence inside, Meg returned looking somewhat flustered.
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“There seems to be a pretty dangerous presence. I, for one, would like to turn back.”
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She appeared to be quite frightened.
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“Is it that bad?”
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I patted Meg on the head to calm her down, then glanced at Miliaria.
Understanding my silent request for her to check the magical energy, the mage slowly approached the door.
She stopped when she was still about ten steps away.
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“. . .Mother Nel. Do you remember the Dragon Golem we fought the other day?”
“Ah, of course.”
“If I compare it to that, I feel about fifty times the magical power.”
“That’s pretty bold.”
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Nodding, I turned my gaze to Linus.
This team wasn’t just made up of members from [Hope]. We also needed to hear the opinion of the [Hard-Boiled Guys].
Linus responded with a grin.
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“It’s just business as usual. Let’s move on.”
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They had triumphed over powerful monsters time and time again to reach this point.
They weren’t going to start backing down now.
They were adventurers, not just tough guys.
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“Understood.”
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I responded with a nod.
After all, the task at hand was to conquer the fiftieth floor. If they were to turn tail every time the enemy seemed powerful, the job would never get done.
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With a slight creak, the double doors swing open.
It’s like stepping into an audience hall, filled with tension.
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There’s no immediate attack.
First, the heavy warriors of [Hard-Boiled Guys] invade the great hall. They brandish large shields, bravely defending their comrades with their bodies.
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Then come the light warriors. Asuka and Salieri are among them.
Next, Linus and I enter, followed by the magic users.
Besides Miliaria and Meisha, there are four each of mages and priests.
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Even this is quite a force.
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Meg, who handled the door opening, and another scout, have already gone invisible.
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“Twenty-six. . . Including those hidden, twenty-eight. I didn’t invite you, but since you’re here, make yourselves at home.”
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Suddenly a voice rings out, and the grand hall is illuminated.
It’s not quite like daylight, but to eyes accustomed to the dark, it’s a bit dazzling.
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My initial impression of the audience hall was correct.
At the back of the hall, there are steps, atop which sits a lavish chair.
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However, the occupant of the chair is not a human.
It’s a monstrous figure.
With three faces and six arms, he’s nearly twice as tall as I am, and he probably has three times as much volume.
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Such a human cannot exist.
It leisurely crosses its six arms and glares at us.
An intense pressure.
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“It’s a god from the Asura clan. I wonder why it’s here.”
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Salieri, who’s next to me, whispers an easy explanation in my ear.
It seems to be a deity worshiped in the eastern land of Indara, a war god.
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“Welcome. Children of man.”
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It gracefully rises from the throne.
Simultaneously.
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“Spread out!”
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That’s what Linus shouted.
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But it’s too late.
One by one, three in total, they are cut down in an instant.
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The fourth sword barely manages to stop the ominous sword held by the Asura.
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“Fast! But not too fast enough!”
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That’s Asuka.
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“Not bad, girl.”
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The rapid-fire slashes of the Asura.
She blocks and dodges, looking for an opportunity to counter.
Both their bodies are slowly marked with minor wounds.
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However, Asuka lacks her usual sharpness. It’s because she’s concerned about the warriors acting as shields.
According to the [Hard-Boiled Guys] battle strategy, it’s not the light warriors’ turn yet.
She can’t decide whether it’s okay to push the fight forward on her own.
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“Linus! Hand over the command!”
“Understood! Everyone! Follow Lionel’s instructions!”
[Yes, sir!]
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Linus, instantly understanding my intentions, raises his voice, and the tough guys respond immediately.
It’s impressive control.
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“Heavy warriors, bring the injured inside and tighten the defense. Priests, heal. Mages, try to weaken the enemy. From now on, where the priests are will be referred to as the main camp.”
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Drawing my Flame Cut, I issued orders one after the other.
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“Light warriors, support Asuka. Get behind the enemy.”
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In no time at all, the Asura is surrounded.
And then, the nuisance attacks began.
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Of course, it’s to keep the Asura’s attention off Asuka.
The irritated god steps forward, intending to crush the light warrior squad first.
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And then it screams.
In the god’s path were caltrops, scattered by the scouts.
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“You bastards!”
“Good. Everyone, back off. At the same time, mages, fire all attack magic! Three in a row!!”
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The attack magic is concentrated on the Asura, who has stopped moving.
As a deity’s kin, it won’t be finished with this much.
But, we should have bought enough time to heal the front line.
Meisha’s long-range recovery magic wraps around Asuka.
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“The firestorm will clear in ten seconds. Mother Nel.”
“Light warrior squad, prepare for another charge. Three, two, one, now!”
[Whooooa!]
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With a yell, the light warriors charge.
The priests’ long heals and the mages’ attack magic and support magic accelerate.
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“Damn humans!”
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The Asura shows a face of rage.
But you were the one who welcomed us just a moment ago.
Getting angry when you’re losing, you seem like a lot of trouble.
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