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ãQuest success rate: 53%ã
Despite his diligently rising level of contribution, Cadelâs expression never faltered.
âI shouldâve killed you from the start. Itâs contribution, quests, and other bullsh*t, so you must have looked down on me.â
It was like there was no bottom to his power, Cadel constantly raised his mana. He drained every last drop of mana from the mana vessel.
As a result, Cadel succeeded in pressuring Sellev, causing brutal pain to her flesh.
âNot enough. As in, just not enough.â
At the same time, he realized his limitations.
Cadel was not weak. He was a competent 7-star magician and had outstanding talent beyond his level. However, what was needed now was a firepower of âmoreâ.
The fire dragon, clad in thunderbolt, could injure Sellev, but couldnât kill her. Sellev had always had a handful of leeway. Cadelâs attack cut through Sellevâs skin but failed to pierce her heart. The fact was unbearably unpleasant.
âI need to finish this until my subordinates are fully healed, no, before that.â
Both Van and Lydon had suffered excessive injuries in a battle they were unprepared for. It wasnât Cadelâs fault, but he felt responsible. If he hadnât advanced the story, if he hadnât been their commander, they wouldnât have had to fight such a horrific battle.
âI canât have them jumping back on the battlefield with bodies that are barely healed.â
They werenât expendable. They werenât convenient chess pieces to be sacrificed to further his goals. They were comrades with whom he would share the final future, would be with until the last of the last. He was the one to protect and lead them.
So no matter what happened, he would finish it with his own hands.
âMercenary Commander!â
Cadelâs cold gaze shifted. In the center of the battlefield, where no one could reach, someone was penetrating through.
Sorin. His longsword sliced through storm after storm of lightning and flame. Slowly but surely, the sturdy, strong blade cleared a path for him to advance. When he was close enough, Sorin didnât hesitate to pick up the fallen Lydon.
âIâll take care of the fairy, so bring the fire dragon to the outskirts. As soon as the requested battalion arrives, the demonââ
Sorin, who had been quickly relaying the plan, fell silent, his eyes fixed on Lydon, who had slumped in his arms.
The fairy was clearly suffering from a severe bout of rampage that froze the ground on the battlefield. Jeriel suffered from the same rampage, but he was cured with the help of the fairy, so it was no surprise that his mana was no longer felt on the battlefield.
But he also couldnât feel the fairyâs mana. Currently, the only magician who could suppress the rampage here was Cadel, but he had no time to care about the fairy because he was dealing with Sellev.
Without help, thereâs no way the fairyâs rampage would have stopped.
No mana could be felt in the shriveled body of the fairy. Even the ice that covered the ground had melted away.
âIs he alreadyâ¦â¦.â
To his naked eyes. The fairyâs chest no longer rose and fell, and not a single pale breath was felt upon his corpse-pale face.
Already dead, or close to death, with no way to tell.
âSir Sorin.â
The call, fierce as a scolding, would not tolerate his complacency. Cadel looked back at Sorin, the emotion in his eyes choking him.
âMy subordinate didnât die.â
A true rage that burned, devouring finite impressions. His anger was not directed at Sorin, but it was all the more poignant for that.
âHeâs not dead. Save him. Take responsibility and save him. An Empire that didnât save my subordinate wouldnât mean anything to me.â
The implications of that statement were clear.
He had no ties to the Empire, and his desperation to fight the demon was driven solely by a sense of justice. If the demon succeed in breaking the gate and invading, the death of innocent humans was certain, and he fought to prevent it.
However, it was up to him to decide whether it was worth risking his subordinates and his own life. Their retreat was not a betrayal. The role of guarding the gateway was the knights of the Empire, not the mercenary corps from outside. So at any time, he had the right to withdraw his magic and escape with his fallen subordinates.
However.
ââ¦â¦Mercenary Commander. You are.â
Instead of angering or accepting Cadelâs vague threats, Sorin recalled slowly drifting memories.
âAn Empire is worth having because there is something to protect. So never stop searching for meaning. A reason to love the Empire, a reason to defend it. It will make you strong.â
When he first joined the Guardian Knight Order. A man stood in front of a group of knights who were mere newbies, looking each one in the eye and encouraging them. He was not a member of the Guardian Knight Order, but he was above them all, trusted by the Emperor, and looked up to by everyone in the Empire.
âThe reason I care about the Empire is because I have family here. If my children, whom I love more than anyone else, can be protected by the Empire, Iâll go in limb for limb again and again. Thatâs what makes it worth it.â
Jenga Lytos.
Sorin had only met him once, and he didnât remember talking to him, but the memory of that time hadnât faded, it had settled deep in his mind.
âI canât believe I didnât recognize him.â
The silent eye contact between the two men was brief, but it spoke volumes.
ââ¦â¦Iâll ask you to back me up.â
There was not much a swordsman could do between a flying demon and a fire dragon. Neither could anyone safely cut a path through the Red Men and lightning bolts. So Sorin had to evacuate Lydon himself through the gate.
Cadel did not answer Sorinâs words, nor did he watch his back as he and Lydon walked away. Instead, he bit his lip and looked up at the fire dragon.
âHe noticed.â
ãQuest success rate: 58%ã
The current level of contribution was 58%. He was barely halfway there, and he wasnât sure how Sorinâs behavior would affect the quest if he realized his identity at this point. Cadel couldnât make a good guess.
âSince he said he would ask me to back him up, so Sellev is not going to catch him right away, thereâs only one thing to do.â
At Sorinâs request, Cadel dragged Sellev to the edge of the battlefield. The target was the circle of magic, the cause of everything.
Cadel planned to take down Sellev and dispel the magic circle in one fell swoop.