Chapter 358 – Thousand Years of Promise, Thousand Years of Waiting (3)

It was a dark night.

A cramped world where only the torches burning on the castle walls and the magic light exploding from the fingertips were the only lights.

Elisha Sylvan Glenciel stopped casting her magic one after another, and she screamed.

“Profit! How crowded are you?! I’m sure most of them were sacrificed to make that chrysalis-like thing!”

“Stop talking and chant magic one more time, Elisha! It just feels more because there are no other people!”

The barrier of life that was already circulating was broken, and the support of the World Tree, which helped at intervals, was reduced.

Right now, they were just relying on the castle wall and the protective magic engraved on it to survive.

The power of higher level wizards, who will be the greatest power, is fighting in front of me to interrupt the ugly prosperity, as Yandel requested.

In a way, it was only natural that the burden on those fighting on the wall had increased.

This is a fact that Elisha is also well aware of. I know but…

“Still, you can’t help being fed up, can you?! Isn’t that you, Carla?!”

“I don’t know! I want to see Master more than anything like that!”

“… Don’t keep saying that you’re getting weaker! Yandel will take care of himself!”

Despite her words, Elisha was quite worried about Yandel.

It’s not that her Elisha lacks her talent or amount of mana, but she’s always been the one who ran with her goal far above her own level.

It was because it was easy for her to imagine Yandel’s situation because she had experienced her magic exhaustion or the pain of converting her life force into mana a few times.

However, whenever Elisha’s concern about her Yandel soared, she forcibly turned away and raised her magic power.

I believe because you asked me to believe. Since she swore an oath of a thousand years, she also promises to wait for a thousand years.

That is the love of elves.

It was a heavy love indeed, but now that weight had become an anchor, helping her not to be swept away by the wild waves of malice.

Ugh-

A waterfall pours from Elisha’s hand and pushes the enemies away, but soon a storm from her other hand blows away those whose posture has collapsed.

And this magical connection continues without a break. Instead of using it once or twice in a row like before and taking a break, it continues to fire.

Not low-level magic, but intermediate magic.

Considering that most middle-ranking wizards can cast a single intermediate level magic with all their might, it seems that they have practically transcended the limit of the realm by half.

It was thanks to the endless battles of the past four days that she had raised her potential to the limit.

But that did not lead to victory in battle.

There were many cultists and monsters that were absorbed by the ugly prosperity, but most of them were goofy.

Conversely, those who remained were among the most elite followers of the ugly prosperous.

No matter how quickly she casts her magic, Elisha’s magic has a limit as she can’t escape the firepower of her intermediate magic.

And it was Carla who filled that limit.

“… Prominence Flare!”

A high-temperature flame reminiscent of a small sun burns the front.

The dark world brightens for a moment, illuminating the horrors around it, and revealing the reality of the brief death.

“Kerrrruk!”
“O ugly prosperity… !”

A few charred lumps of charcoal were added on top of the piles of corpses mixed with allies and enemies.

And soon after, the world regains darkness again. The effect of Prominence Flare had ended.

No matter how you look at it, it’s too powerful to be considered an ordinary intermediate level magic.

After eating Hatchling’s dragon heart and learning the origin of the Lindbloom breathing method from Yandel, Karla’s magic, like Elisha’s, grew one step further in an extreme situation.

However, no matter how great Karla’s magic was and how good her compatibility with Elisha was, her forces of evil spirits were even more cunning.

“Carla. Was there an archbishop-level among the dead?”

“No. I caught the Bishop class and one of the goblin variants, but the others quickly gave up. Throwing away her men bought me time.”

“Write. I thought I could take down at least one this time.”

The area around Yggdrasil was already within reach of the ugly Power of Prosperity. In other words, it means that a buff is applied to cultists and a debuff is applied to allies.

The cardinal class is somehow blocked right now thanks to Yggdrasil’s personnel, Grimhill and Tumilla, blocking it…

Unlike themselves, who get tired as time goes by, the cultists will become stronger and stronger.

So, at least one more high-ranking priest had to be captured. However.

“It is not easy.”

“The circumstances are different, but Master did a great job even during his middle-level wizard days, so I thought it would be okay if we both joined forces.”

The bizarre power of the evil spirits repeatedly turned the passing of Carla and Elisha into nothing.

Even the followers of Ugly Prosperity know it. There’s no need to rush now.

Tomorrow, they will be more advantageous.

“How much longer can I hold out, Carla?”

“Well? Two days to do well? If you’re not lucky, it might collapse today.”

I don’t know if it’s something the two of them have to work hard for, but the other elves have already reached their limits.

In fact, some married elves who had already awakened to the castle were transferred to the rear because they could not fight properly.

In addition, Iris, Iona, and Helena, who prevent the advent of ugly prosperity in front of them, are also a problem.

It’s been fighting well so far, and it’s actually effective. The ugly prosperity just took out the other arm and head, and even half of the upper body hasn’t come out of the birth chamber yet.

However, that too has its limits.

Iona, who fought at the forefront by using her vampire’s unique regenerative power and her characteristics of not being swayed by her sexual desire, came back with one or two of her limbs flying off each time she did.

Iris poured her mana generously to the point of causing mana exhaustion every day… No time was given to recover it.

The time to fight is getting shorter, so there will come a day when you have to rest.

The only thing that was fine was Helena. Of course, it’s next to impossible for Helena, who hasn’t yet fully blossomed in her powers as a saint, to interrupt the ugly flourishing alone.

It’s a hopeless situation no matter how you look at it. Carla’s words that Yggdrasil might collapse today if she is unlucky are not nonsense.

But that was no reason to despair.

“Then it means that Yandel is coming back.”

“… And. Elisha, I didn’t know you would say that.”

“Joy! Because she’s already been sworn in. Isn’t Yandel good at keeping things like that?”

“That’s right. The owner has a bit of that side. … By the way, when will she call you sister?”

“When she is about to die, she will call me at least once.”

“Too bad.”

Carla playfully pretended to sniff at Elisha’s firm answer.

In the meantime, the two are casting magic without stopping.

Fortunately, I was able to chat like this thanks to the absence of the archbishop level and a little more time.

It was a moment when the two of them were concentrating on the battle while maintaining a moderate level of tension.

Flash.

“Huh?”

The faint magic light on the castle wall, which is proof that a defensive spell is in effect, flickers for a moment, and the torches placed instead of lights sway in the wind.

And a shadow swaying in the dark.

Elisha hurriedly gathered her magic at the existence of an uninvited guest, which the high elf had noticed even with her sensitive senses, but… It’s already a step too late.

An assassin holding a dagger like a black haze came right in front of Elisha before she knew it.

“Ah.”

Didn’t all of the followers of Seething Calm die protecting the ugly cradle of prosperity?

Was one alive? Or did you quickly summon one nearby?

Yandel told me that the black dagger I saw earlier in the Levantine Empire is the power to ignore magic.

I put a thicker shield than usual, but is that all pierced?

‘I am… Am I going to die?’

A very sudden, yet helpless premonition of death.

In front of him, Elisha chose to use her raised mana as magic.

It wasn’t even about betting her fate on an unlikely gamble of somehow twisting her body to avoid the dagger.

She just quietly closed her eyes.

‘You…’

Last minute. To remind me of Yandel even a little more.

Elisha closed her eyes and accepted her own death with a little regret and guilt.
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“… ?”

No matter how long I waited, I didn’t feel the sensation of being cut in the throat by a dagger.

Elisha cautiously narrowed her eyes at the sense of incongruity.

“Hick!”

As soon as she opens her eyes, all she sees is a black blade stopped right in front of her uvula.

But the authority of seething silence. To be more precise, the assassin wielding that authority couldn’t even move from his current posture.

That’s because the twigs of the world tree are tightly wrapped around his body.

The branches that the assassin tries to escape with force, but do not even move. While Elisha was idly grasping the situation, Karla’s magic aimed at the assassin first.

“Rock Spear!”

Fuck!

A sharp stone spear explodes the assassin’s head.

Judging by the level of stealth, he seemed to be a high-ranking priest at least of the archbishop level, but he lost his life in vain with a single low-level magic.

Maybe Elisha would have died such an empty death… It was something else that filled Elisha’s head now.

“Elisha! Fine…”

“I am the World Tree! Carla! The World Tree has started moving again!”

“Okay. I live thanks to you Why don’t we say thank you later and focus on the battle for now? It looks like the next ones are already coming.”

“No! That’s not it! What do you think is the reason the World Tree has been quiet all this time?!”

“Yeah, you took a step back from direct combat while putting all your energy into maintaining the barrier… Uh huh?”

Carla noticed that something was strange after speaking on her own.

Yes. The circulating life poured all its strength into the barrier, and now that the barrier was destroyed, it lacked divine power to the point that it was impossible to even move the World Tree.

However, no one else’s, but her power to remain on earth for the past 300 years and receive faith must have already been exhausted.

The reason why the circulating life couldn’t move is because she invested all her remaining divine power in Yandel.

Knowing this well, Carla silently defended the wall without a single complaint.

Then, the circulating life started to move again, that is…

“Master! The master has returned!”

“Yes! I’m sure it will!”

Carla and Elisha looked around with excited expressions.

As if to convince the two of them of their expectations, soon after, a thick stem extending from the World Tree plunges into the middle of the battlefield.

Coo-!

Ratatosque boasts a majestic appearance as if he came to end this war.

The door opened and what came out was a familiar person.

Yandel Lindelheit.

He was looking up at the sky with a cluster of light wrapped around his body.