Chapter 297 – Silver

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“… An intruder in the resource store?”

After entrusting Amelia to Mimir, he shut himself up in his workshop.

Sensing a strange flow of magical power from inside the fortress, Edin, who received the report, stroked his shaggy beard.

Continuing from earlier, when I shot and killed a stag beetle that appeared suddenly with a cannon.

He glanced down at the hammer of ice he was analyzing.

The magic she felt was entirely the Frost Queen’s.

The girl Mimir had retrieved- she was telling the truth that she had been instigated by the queen in that realm.

What he was aiming for was Mjolnir, the hammer that stored the mana and soul that he had destroyed and absorbed from other realms.

However, there were a few things that didn’t make sense to Edin.

First. For an object made by the Frost Queen, it was a normal battle hammer that contained the magic of ice.

Of course, in order to handle a strong weapon, the user also needed that much skill and knowledge.

It was as if he had trained his fighting skills for hundreds of years before finally being able to wield Mjolnir, a thunderbolt hammer with so much power that it was called a divine weapon.

If the Frost Queen had packed her powers of her own, she would have created a weapon to defeat Edin.

Only the queen herself could handle it.

But even taking that into account, even if she lowered the weapon to a level that the girl could handle.

The Frost Queen could not be unaware of how reckless it was to strike herself with this weapon alone.

“Does that girl have some special power…?”

When Mimir caught him, he didn’t feel anything like that.

Of course, I wouldn’t be thrown into the realm of banishment without anything special.

Secondly, she, too, was the cause of which she was able to control one of her masterpieces of her, a goat-like automata that ran through the sky.

Unlike Einhejar, the goat was not injected with a separate soul.

It was a machine that moved according to the orders written on the magic stone.

However, with the control being seized, the goat was moving freely.

When she lived in that world, she had never heard of that kind of technology or magic.

It was her own mistake not to worry about having her control her taken over.

Only you could handle the automata in this realm of exile.

She could say that she was not careless and cut unnecessary expenses.

Finally, the one she couldn’t understand the most.

That is, the girl who was hit directly by her thunderbolt spear was able to maintain her shape her and survive.

The thunderbolt spear was a weapon with high power enough to pierce a hole in a thick rock wall.

Even within this aerial fortress of Valhalla, it is one of the most powerful weapons along with Mjolnir.

No matter how much she was a girl under the protection of the Frost Queen, the fact that she hadn’t been reduced to ashes by being hit with a thunderbolt spear with a full blow made her disagree.

“Wait… It was Mimir who shot it…”

The guy who usually expressed dissatisfaction with the weapon itself, even though he couldn’t move the fortress to another realm, and the maintenance itself.

Ignoring the pursuit of her relatively low-powered cannon to capture her alive, she fired her thunderbolt spear as she did.

In a situation where her non-death her could only be attributed to her miracle her, Mimir seemed to be holding her somewhere.

She herself killed her subjects her with her own hands.

“The front and back don’t match… That guy, no way…”

Did she betray herself? Or, did she mean it from the beginning?

Edin, her rage rising, stretched out her hand her, contorting her face her.

When his weapon her, Mjolnir, which was hanging on the wall, flies out and is caught in his hand her.

As if resonating with him, electricity like lightning was generated from his body and spread to the surroundings.

Even the facilities that absorb the electricity he created and convert it into power for the fortress were unable to absorb the amount of electricity that exceeded the permissible limit.

Bang! Then, as his hammer his, Mjolnir, swung down, he struck down the Frost Queen’s hammer.

Half of it exploded, and at the same time, ice fragments exploded in all directions.

The heat of the intense electricity melted and evaporated the protruding fragments and created water vapor.

The system, which detected an explosion occurring inside the workshop as an abnormal situation, started the ventilation fan and circulated the air rapidly.

When the inside of the workshop, which had turned hazy due to the steam, slowly sank.

The Queen’s hammer lay on the table in his workshop his, barely scratched except for a few chippings.

“…”

It wasn’t that Edin was controlling his power.

It’s just that this hammer was so ignorantly hard that it was able to withstand his wrath.

“A damn kid… Repay the favor of saving me with an enemy?!”

Edin immediately gives orders to the inside of his fortress.

Soldiers waiting inside the fort, go to storage and deal with the brazen intruders.

And, close all passages to prevent Mimir, the traitor, from escaping.

Only he could open and close the passage of the fortress, blocking all escape routes.

Then, I head to the room provided to Mimir to punish the traitor myself.

No one can escape his wrath.

Every step of the Lord of Thunder left a trail of lightning in its place.

001

As the bulkhead went up, the Ain Hejars had already surrounded Cleon and his party.

It seemed that they appeared to subdue the party in earnest, each holding a spear and shield in their hands.

Matching formations and building walls with shields, the siege gradually narrowed.

Seeing them, Sif clenched his fists and prepared to throw the magic spear gung Nir.

Peru Luca shrunk her body as if remembering something, and her expression she became a little pale.

That would be true, the two of them had their hometown destroyed by that Einhejar.

Even if it was due to a transaction, the bad memories of hearing the sound of boots crashing against metal and the place he could call his everything were on fire could not disappear.

The problem was, after all, the number.

All around them, where they could set foot, they stood.

“I can’t believe there’s a force like this in this fortress…”

Freya grabbed her bow and aimed at them with a tired expression.

In order to stop them approaching, the fight would begin as soon as he fired arrows into the gap between the shield and the shield.

“What shall I do? Shall I sweep them all up and go upstairs?”

“If you drag it too long, you won’t have enough stamina to fight the Thunder Lord.”

When Cleon answered Sif’s question briefly, Sif nodded as if agreeing.

“Then it breaks through.”

Cleon turned to Gray and asked which way to go.

Hermes was silent for a moment, then he radiated a voice.

[Confirmed that the passage to the top is closed. But since I can force open it with control, there is no problem.]

“Direction?”

[When Cleon is standing at 12 o’clock, it is at 6 o’clock.]

[That way.]

The golem lifted his finger and pointed in the opposite direction from where he was standing and looking-in other words, in the direction of his back.

[No. It’s not you, it’s Cleon on the human side.]

[Well. Right. Sorry.]

“It’s sunny…”

Sif smiled wryly while breathing in.

Cleon sighed and shook his head.

“No, isn’t it correct that people usually think of me when they say Cleon…?”

[I am also Cleon.]

“It’s ugly Cleon.”

[Well…]

At Gray’s words, Cleon gave off a sad expression while letting out something like silence.

Of course, the face of her was not made with enough detail to make an expression.

The appearance of ‘Cleon’, a golem created with Soul Eater Metal, was created by attaching metals, one by one, with magic power as the center.

Although it had two legs and two arms like a human, and its face was placed on its neck.

It didn’t look like a human, and like other golems, only the features of a clay doll that imitated a human were created.

He was about 6m tall, and if the storage room wasn’t wide enough, his head would have pierced the ceiling.

“Let’s chat later. The siege is getting closer. If you break through, you have to time it and break through in an instant.”

When Freyja said such a thing to the party’s jokes and insincere attitude, two voices came out at the same time.

“I’m in the lead” [I’m in the lead]

“…”

When Cleon and Cleon looked at each other, Freyja sighed and shook his head as if she couldn’t bear to look at him any longer.

“Surely, the name plays an important role in the formation of the golem’s ego, but does it even resemble the original character…?”

Even Sif, who seemed to find such a situation funny, even helped Cleon, who would feel unfair to the end, talking to the golem.

“If you’re in the lead, it blocks all vision ahead. So, I’m in the lead.”

[That statement is reasonable, but the leader receives the most intense attacks. If so, it is correct for me to go because I have relatively high durability.]

“Wow, the way they talk is similar…”

Gray spoke with a slightly tired expression, and both Cleon and Golem looked at each other-

Soon Golem goes to the back of the group and Cleon goes to the front.

“…What? Is that the end? Has it been decided?”

Sif asked the Golem, who obediently yielded the lead, as if he was surprised, and the Golem nodded her head.

[Yes. The opinion of covering the view was obviously reasonable. It is also important to block enemies attacking from behind the formation in breakthrough. Then it would be right for me to go back.]

“Uh-uh… First of all, I’m your summoner… I’m giving orders…”

Peru Luca raises her hand slightly, as if a little taken aback by the golem that moves freely.

“Perhaps the spirit I summoned and the body you created are in a state where complete control is impossible. Should I say it’s a kind of out of control runaway state…”

After Sif analyzed the reason, the next moment, while the party was preparing to break through, one of the nearby Einhejar threw a spear.

“Tch…!”

Sif saw it and tried to hit it with Gungnir, but a gray wall formed in front of her and blocked the spear.

No, it wasn’t the wall, it was the golem’s huge hand.

[Let’s go. If it takes longer than this, it will become a melee.]

When the golem said so, Cleon nodded her head and began to make a breakthrough in the direction Hermes had pointed, brandishing an arondite.

Arondite, which was a blue crystal sword, was dyed black at the same time as it absorbed Cleon’s mana, and from a holy sword whose usage was presumed to be brittle, to a sword with strength that exceeded that of metal.

It has been reborn as a sword with a form and performance suitable for her original nickname her [Never-Breakable Holy Sword].

The holy sword swung with magic power leaves a scar of black magic on its trajectory.

At the manifestation of that ferocious mana, like the claws of a beast tearing through space, Sif involuntarily swallowed a gulp and strengthened the power of her hand that entered the spear she was holding.

‘It’s amazing… In terms of the amount of dark magic, it might be more than me…’

Moreover, the reverberation of that thick magical power moved towards the enemy as it was, tearing the bodies of the enemies who stood in their way.

Freya simultaneously loads and fires 3 arrows of mistletoe, 4 arrows at a time, while Cleon blocks nearby enemies.

It was because he remembered Einhejar’s characteristic of adapting and evolving unless he was defeated in one blow.

The arrows, much thicker and longer than before, and with high lethality, flew precisely one by one into the lightning spirit inside the armor, which could be said to be their heart her.

Although they did not have a physical body, Freya’s arrows were flowing with powerful earth magic.

Thanks to this, the magic of the land weakened the power of the Lightning Spirit, and at the same time eroded and destroyed their entire body from the inside.

Meanwhile, Hermes was watching Cleon fight and analyzing his strength of her.

[The output is beyond imagination. Did he gain even stronger power through his separation from his previous life factor his? I didn’t think it would exert that much output without its original partner, the demonic sword.]

Gray tilted his head at Hermes’ analysis.

“It’s new that Cleon is strong. More than that, we have to do something too! I feel sorry for everyone for just running away like before.”

Hearing Gray’s words, Hermes closed his mouth for a moment before speaking out.

[Gray. Your body is the end with it. If even that body is destroyed, you can no longer exist as yourself-]

“I know, I’ve heard that… I’ve heard it a few times. But it’s the same with everyone else! Everyone, risking one life, one life, doing what they have to do. I barely start off like everyone else. The sword stands on the line.”

Gray cut off Hermes, who was talking about him worrying about him.

When she spoke while holding the pendant containing Hermes in her small hand, her feelings were transmitted to Hermes as well.

It was Hermes who could understand Gray best.

Of course, because he was an ego that was separated from one existence.

However, at some point, Gray became a completely different being from Hermes.

The body of a human – from the moment it was given life, its soul has changed little by little.

And Gray, who rationalized that everything was for the sake of fulfilling his mission, is now on his own as a human being.

It was trying to stand on its own from its soul twin, Hermes.

The next moment, a loud sound rang out from somewhere.

When everyone’s eyes turned towards the sound, they saw a cannon with a huge muzzle aimed at them.

“What! A weapon like that indoors…!”

Even that Cleon couldn’t help but panic, and he immediately stretched out his hand and cast his magic.

“Mana Shock!”

Lightning of black magic flew in a straight line and pierced the body of Einhejar, who was controlling the cannon, but the cluster of light gathered in the muzzle showed no signs of fading away.

[I will stop it.]

“Stop! That cannon is something that penetrated the barriers of our village…! It’s not something you can block with your body!”

As the golem moved his body to shield himself, Sif’s urgent voice restrained his movement of her.

When Sif’s Gungnir flew at high speed, black magic in the form of a crow encircled the spear from the middle and moved in an impossible trajectory, flying as if it were flying and piercing the cannon.

“Done…!”

Sif clenched his fists thinking he had safely destroyed the cannon, but Cleon frowned and raised his voice her.

“No! Not yet!”

As Cleon said, the light of the cannon had not faded.

What Gungnir flew into was another Einhejar who clung to the cannon to use his entire body as a shield to protect it.

“Ugh…!”

Sensing that the injected black magic was gradually weakening, Sif quickly called Gungnir into his hand his, but the cannon was almost fully charged.

[Can’t help it…! Try to reduce the damage even a little.]

In the end, the next moment when the golem Cleon tried to stand between the group and the cannon to protect everyone.

“Hermes!!”

If you think you heard Gray’s cry.

Flashes of silver and brass colors ran across the battlefield.

It moved at the same speed as lightning, and without being caught by anyone, it moved on top of the cannon that was aiming at the party.

The energy of the cannon was absorbed by the part that was in contact with it.

“Gray…!”

Cleon could tell it was gray.

Her eyes had become odd-eyed, and her gray hair her, usually tied up and hidden under a hat, had turned to silver as it became straight and loose.

The clothes he was wearing were different from his usual gray, black combat clothes with a brass muffler.

It was a rubber-like material that covered Gray’s entire body without any gaps.

Here and there on the body of her were drawn silver and brass lines that seemed to symbolize gray and Hermes.

On top of that line, it could be seen that while magical energy was flowing, Gray’s physical abilities were improving.

“… Well, something is amazing. It seems to be a bit different from the usual division thinking.”

[This is because I have opened up all of your body and my ability to control my magical powers.]

As Hermes’ voice echoed in his head, Gray nodded and looked down at his hands.

The energy absorbed from the cannon just now was still circulating inside this battle suit.

“Ha!”

Gray instinctively figured out how to use that power, and slammed his fist into the cannon.

Then, the absorbed energy explodes into the surroundings, blowing away the nearby Einhejars along with the cannon.

“Okay…! It’s a sword that can help everyone with this…!”

[…In this state, you can use your physical abilities and magical powers with 100% efficiency. However, there will be as much aftereffects.]

“Aftereffects? It’s okay! With strong power, there are always risks!”

[If you say so, I won’t interfere anymore. Don’t die Because if you die, it will be difficult.]

Hearing Hermes’ words, Gray clenched both of his fists and nodded his head.

When her fighting spirit her boiled over, the magic flowing through her suit her glowed intensely.