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Senma didnât know when sheâd stood up. One hand stuffed the letter into her breastplate, the other covering her mouth as she yawned a few times. âNo way. That guy always comes to create trouble,â she said confidently, âI better go see him myself. But his luck isnât bad, there shouldnât be anything... Hmph, itâs still better to take a look or I wonât be able to relax. I wonder if heâs gotten more handsome... I still took an arrow for him that time!â
In another plane. Berserker Ward, standing in a desolate desert, received the news as well. He scrunched up the piece of paper, ripping it to shreds with his large hands. âBah! You can order me around when you have half of Lord Gatonâs power, brat!â
Asiris and Cyrden took care of a planeâs defence together. Their reactions to Richardâs message were polar opposites.
âWe have to go back,â Asiris said slowly, quickly flipping through the Book of Darkness in his hands, âLord Gaton once saved my life.â
âIf you really care for Lord Gaton, you should stand guard here instead of going to pay respects to a kid whose hair isnât even grown in!â Cyrden mocked. Two daggers were flashing in his hands, swimming between his fingers like fish. A sharp killing intent covered Asirisâ weak spots.
âYou want to betray Lord Gaton?â The Dark Priestâs voice grew freezing cold.
âOf course not! Iâll never betray Lord Gaton, but that doesnât mean Iâll be loyal to his children!â Cyrden screamed.
Asiris remained silent for a moment before saying, âIf thatâs the case, Iâll go back myself.â
âYouâre crazy!â Cyrden was enraged, âWhat point is there in going back? To show loyalty to that little thing? What happens to this plane if you leave? Do you want me to take care of the demigod avatar from the other side alone? That fellowâs nearly the same as a legendary being from Norland. You want Lord Gaton to come back here to see us beaten back until a single base remains? Who knows, even our advance base might be conquered!â
âItâs only to take a look, Iâll be back very soon if thereâs nothing going on. You just have to... hold on a bit.â
âDamn it! The speed in this plane is five times that of Norland! How should I hold on if youâre even slightly delayed? Take a good look down below, those are soldiers we trained with much difficulty. Theyâre lives as well, tens of thousands of them!â
Asiris took a deep breath, âItâs not like we donât know the situation on the island. Youâre just making excuses, I need to go back this time. If you feel like you cannot handle it alone, then... retreat.â
âAlright then!â Cyrden said with a sneer, âIâll retreat! Letâs just run away and give everything we worked half a year for back to the enemy!â
Asiris didnât respond, merely opening the Book of Darkness, A portal formed in front of him and he stepped in, not paying attention to Cyrdenâs curses at all.
Last of all was the plane that originally belonged to the Schumpeters. Dragon Mage Lina was resting in a hastily erected camp, the untidy tents littered with injured soldiers. Painful groans rang out everywhere, the stench of blood all over the place.
When the attendant delivered Richardâs news, Lina was in the midst of picking at rotting flesh in her thigh with a silver knife. An arrow with a blue glow was stuck in the muscle.
One glance at the letter and she suddenly shouted out, âHa! That guy is back?â
However, the agitated movements caused the knife to pluck out the arrow in one shot, causing her to grimace in pain. Looking at the flesh that was pulled out, the Dragon Mage gritted her teeth in hatred. She quickly called for a cleric, putting her injured thigh in front of him.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
The cleric was very old, his wrinkly face filled with the vicissitudes of time, but he was only level 8. He had no hope of ever surpassing level 10 in his life. The manâs throat rolled violently at the sight of the plump, slender, pale thigh in front of him, his body bowing slightly to cover up certain changes down below. Not even his spacious robes could hide the difference.
âHealing spell! Hurry!â Lina shouted.
Only then did the manâs dull gaze return to normal. He promptly shut his eyes, starting to chant a spell. And yet, a spell which should have been easy was failed twice in a row, wasting a lot of mana. The old man suddenly felt the breeze in his face growing colder, laced with the killing intent of the Dragon Mage. He suddenly broke out in cold sweat, finally able to concentrate and complete the spell.
The spellâs radiance covered the thigh, a light green mist rising from the wound as it recovered colour. However, it evidently wasnât enough. The old cleric was about to prepare a second healing spell, but Lina interrupted him, âSave your power to heal the seriously wounded.â
âBut... Lady Lina, your wound still needs at least two more spells...â
âJust go when I tell you to!â she replied angrily.
Once the old man grew flustered and escaped, the Dragon Mage heaved a sigh of relief. She took out a flask of healing medicine, pouring it on the wound on her thigh. Once the milky white liquid touched the injury, it immediately started to froth over while emitting a pungent smell. Lina knew the poisons that had infected her were being removed, but the entire process was so painful that she turned a little pale.
Regardless of whether healing medicine was formed from a spell or through alchemy, it was always inferior to the spells of a cleric. It would often cause pain as well, the agony scaling with the effectiveness.
However, even if one wasnât still in the process of forming a foothold on a new plane, if expansion was smooth, an expedition could recruit few clerics. That incompetent lecher was one of the best Lina currently had. The few healing spells he could cast needed to be allocated to those soldiers who were seriously injured. If not for the fact that the medicine alone couldnât have contained her wound, she wouldnât even have asked for the one.
After treating the wound on her thigh, Lina stood up and looked dejectedly at a distant city. A large number of enemies were entrenched there, defending the place with three magic towers. It caused her to be somewhat worried as well.