Chapter 468 – Intruder -2-

“The sisters are here!”

“Thank you for your hard work!”

Delaying meals while waiting for family. There is no one in the mansion who is dissatisfied with it.

Today again, Eclair met Atra at the church on her way home from work and returned to the mansion together.

The two sat down at the table with everyone else and started dinner at a time that was almost midnight.

Except for the days when Atra stayed up all night handling business at another estate, she tried to visit the mansion every day.

“Sisters! Dinner was made by me, Seria!”

Expressing her praise and gratitude to Seria for bragging that she didn’t burn her pot today.

It was a moment when we chatted with everyone, avoiding work-related topics.

“!”

Without even having time to judge, Eclair’s head instinctively turned.

I stared intently at the black outside.

I am sure that this is not a matter of feeling or illusion. There is something that gets on my nerves.

“···?”

The same was true for Atra.

A slight discomfort that something is under the blackout curtain. It feels like walking with a small rock in your shoe.

The conversation stopped and everyone, including Liline, paid attention to the two in the sudden silence.

“Eclair?”

“Sisters… Why are you like this?”

Let’s both look at the same place with serious expressions without answering.

A clear mana appeared in Rike’s eyes.

“What is that? People covered in filth… But one of their ears is strange.”

Ricke is against it. Unlike Eclair or Atra, it is not one that is sensitive to formless energy.

The things hidden where the two people’s eyes are directed were captured first with their natural eyes.

‘I can see it!’

Confidence in perception.

With Rike’s words, the most important link in the destruction of stealth magic was reached, and two seals were clearly drawn on Eclair and Atra.

Eclair stood up, pushing the chair away. She moved her gaze and quickly checked everyone’s status.

“Prepare and stand by to respond immediately to battle. Atra would like you to lock up those uninvited guests first.”

“Yes…!”

To be honest, I thought it would be a good idea to go out together, but now we were stuck and there was no time to exchange opinions.

In critical moments, it is right for one person to lead.

‘And if it’s that sword…’

In most cases, there will be no problem.

“If the moment comes when you have to swing a weapon, swing it without hesitation. I take responsibility.”

With those words, Eclair opened the front door and went outside.

I go out into the yard and think, making a sound.

‘I expected it to come… But who is their target? Is it art line?’

From Eclair’s long experience.

What is most certain about being wary of intruders is Roman’s sharp senses.

She tends to believe that the mere presence of devices or barriers makes the mind complacent and puts the enemy on guard.

‘There is no time to interrogate. I will kill you unconditionally.’

Skilled and experienced assassins and nightclubs do not step in when there is a visible obstacle unless they are confident in clearing it.

So Eclair preferred to keep her senses alert and wait for the uninvited guest.

If you do that, you will catch a big catch like this that will make you forget the fatigue that is building up on your nerves.

“Disgusting things came rolling in.”

Two people wandering around near the iron gate.

Eclair fixed her gaze precisely and stretched out his hand in the air.

“Innocence.”

*****

“Um, that woman I saw at the conference…?”

It was clearly a knight standing there, supposedly protecting the emperor of the empire.

A red gaze that pierces like an arrow. A life where your skin becomes numb and the hair on your entire body stands on end.

The saint fell silent as he felt his spirit hardening.

‘···What on earth happened?’

Just like Jouberois Blanc, who is confused, Scar doesn’t know why Eclair Dritna is here.

Moreover, we don’t know why the huge sacred power is shaking inside the mansion.

Roman, who handles adventurer requests on his own, does not tolerate approaches or sinister looks, so information is limited except through word of mouth.

– Innocence.

Eclair reached out her hand to an empty space where the only thing she could grasp was air, and quietly kissed her lips.

Piing───!!!

Particles of light pushing away the pitch black began to gather in the hand and form the shape of a sword.

Eclair, holding a sword that could be called a holy sword in the church, continued to cast spells without stopping.

-Purity and innocent heart will be forged with one sword to imitate the blessings of God. This sword will protect you from power, greed, ambition and corrupting influences, strengthening your heart and faith.

-The lion’s heart.

With a pounding heartbeat, I had the illusion that Eclair’s whole body was growing bigger for a moment.

‘Sacred magic?!’

Scar’s eyes widened in shock, and he came to his senses by biting her tongue hard enough to make it bleed.

This is not the time to open your mouth and look at the pictures shown by Eclair Dritna, known as a classic article.

‘That sword. No, that woman is dangerous…!’

The horrible feeling of having cut lines growing all over your body. Even though there is plenty of space on the street, my throat feels cold.

Scar responded immediately to the dark life.

“Retreat.”

“Ugh!”

Scar grabbed the back of the stiffened saint’s neck and jumped behind her, exploding her mana.

“Do you think they’ll let you go?”

How fast your legs are. Eclair, holding a sword, had reached a short distance without a sound.

Scar reflexively raised one hand and raised her mana towards the 5 knights who were approaching her.

Fit!

The sound of slicing pierced her ears.

Her hand, where the cloudy mana had gathered, was cut off cleanly.

‘Such a crazy bitch…!’

A tingling pain that you wouldn’t feel if it were a normal slash.

When something resembling her divine power attacked, Scar frowned and moved her scattered mana again.

[Flesh Explosion]

Pop! Kwaduk!

Scar’s severed hand swelled and exploded, scattering her unholy fragments.

“You’re showing some tricks.”

What happened to the eclair that was in the air? Already out of range.

‘It’s enough to increase the distance. If the gap had been even a little narrower, my head might have been blown off…’

5 I heard that the knight’s sword was fast, but I didn’t know it was this fast.

I couldn’t actually capture how that sword cut my wrist in two.

But.

Scar, with his age and experience, does not panic or hesitate here.

Black magic can be used without problems as is.

[Dark clouds clumping together in confusion]

Fuwaaaaak! Black smoke poured from Scar’s severed wrist and spread like an explosion.

Not only does it cover your eyes, but it also causes you to lose your sense of direction.

It is a black magic that causes black smoke to stick like a tough vine, making the enemy’s body heavy and even suffocating.

Will you fall or will you fight?

Scar violently shook his head in the moment of leisure he had. Your location will soon be discovered.

“Don’t think you can escape.”

I hear it again and again. Red eyes flashed between the dark clouds.

Wow ───

Next, an incident occurs centered around the mansion.

Scar threw the saint, whose face was still covered, to the floor and clicked his tongue.

‘She was a real saint. Was it a trap from the beginning?’

Another source of anxiety.

The divine power that had been concentrated on the mansion spread out, completing something.

A sacred barrier that cuts off and seals off a specific space, even though it is not wide.

There is only one person who can complete such a high-quality product in a short period of time.

“Saint. Come to your senses. If you remain frozen like this, you won’t be able to get out alive.”

“Damn… They said it was easy, but it was a trap!”

A voice of injustice rang loudly in the darkness.

“Listen carefully. I will deal with that crazy knight, so charge into the mansion. Then there will be a saint.”

“Seoul, saint?! Why are you here?”

Of course I don’t know that.

Scar ignored her pointless questions and told Joverois Blanc what to do.

“The saint’s body has not completely deteriorated yet, so it will be able to withstand even if we get close to her divine power. I will try to drag the saint outside as well, so do something.”

Send the saint, who is still half-hidden, to a corner of the mansion.

Scar secretly took out her offering box to deal with Eclair.

At that moment, the red eye light accurately captured Scar’s direction.

“The stench of rotting corpses is wafting.”

Kugugu ───!!!

Eclair raised an aura on the sword with a bloody warning.

The color of the aura wrapped around Innocence’s sword to blow away the clouds is blue.

It is somehow different from the common first blue auror.

It is thicker than that, does not burn, and completely sticks to the blade.

Roman’s impressions at the time he first saw it would be the most accurate.

– They look like Chloe’s eyes.

I burst into laughter as that day came to mind.

Eclair smiled faintly and boom! He stamped his feet and swung his sword with a sound.

Woe! A sword wind blowing out widely.

The dark clouds cleared at once, revealing Scar.

The boy, who had somehow restored her wrist, was caught sitting low and muttering a spell.

‘Did the other person who was with me go to the mansion?’

Her judgment was quick. I trust my family in the mansion.

Eclair jumped in without hesitation, trying to decapitate Scar, who was full of dangerous smells, before he could escape.

At the same time, Scar, who finished the spell, opened her eyes and stood up.

The sacrificial box was completely opened by kicking it.

“Come out.”