âSeriously, that guy!â As soon as Lyla saw Zich jump into the lake, she could tell what he was thinking. âHe used me as bait!â
Positive feelings were blown away at once and were replaced by the emotions she usually felt about Zich: annoyance, frustration, and exhaustion; what angered her the most was the fact that his plan to use her as bait was clearly effective. Lyla felt Finelâs attacks diminish.
âHe should have at least warned me about it!â However, Lyla knew that Zichâs response to this statement would be obvious. He would say things like, âI didnât have time,â or âIf I explained it to you, the enemy could find out,â or âPlans like this should be kept hidden from even your own companions,â and so on. Although all these explanations had merit, it only ignited her anger more.
âI know itâs not because he doesnât care about me.â
She knew at least this much from his usual attitude. Above allâ¦
âHe came to save me with all those injuries.â
Images of the wounds on Zich and the warmth she felt on his hands when he pulled her out of despair passed through her head. Eventually, Lyla stopped feeling annoyed. Even when she tried to cling to her anger, she couldnât stop them from disappearing; it was like trying to contain water in a palm while it flowed down between her fingers. Lyla regained her balance. After lifting her body into the air with magic, she stretched out her hands at Finel whose vengeful face came into view and brought complicated feelings into Lylaâs heart.
Lyla clearly remembered the memories that Finel showed her, and the despair that Finel felt in those memories made her heart ache. Still, that didnât mean Lyla could give up her body. Moreover, it didnât seem like Finelâs rage would quell just by taking Lylaâs body. Lyla activated her magic.
Bam!
With a flash of light and an explosion, strong energy blanketed the area. To play the role of bait dutifully, she created useless but showy lightning magic. Of course, the attack didnât inflict significant damage onto Finel, and her sturdy barrier blocked the magic. However, Lyla continued to shoot out spells to play her part. Finel knew this intention and continued to pay close attention to Zich while blocking Lylaâs magic.
Whoosh!
When Finel swung her hands, the lake wobbled. New fluid monsters ran on top of the lake and rushed towards Zich. Even after she lost strength and had to be on her guard against Lyla, Finel was still not an easy opponent. Lyla could not bide any more time. Zich ravaged through the fluid monsters constantly, but the way they mobilized in water was simply incredible; using the lake as their base, they besieged Zich again.
âNow!â Evading the fluid monsters, Zich slightly lifted himself off the lake, and Finelâs eyes shone.
Bam! Finel shot out lighting towards Zich. Due to that attack, Lylaâs attack almost reached her, but her efforts paid off.
Splash! Perhaps, her attack had hit the mark. Zich fell into the lake after getting hit by the spell.
âZich!â Lyla shouted in shock. In comparison, a smile bloomed on Finelâs lips. However, she quickly calmed herself down. âThereâs no way that cockroach died to that!â At this point, Finel had complete faith(?) in Zichâs abilities, and her beliefs werenât betrayed.
Shaaa!
The lakeâs surface exploded, and Zich jumped up.
âI thought so!
Although her predictions were right on the mark, Finelâs words didnât hold an ounce of joy. Instead, it was severe loathing that could grind down not only her teeth but all the gums below her teeth. For a moment, Finel gave up on blocking Lyla completely.
âIt will become dangerous if that guy approaches!â Then, Finel reaffirmed herself. âA blow or two is fine.â
Lyla was firing spells with silent incantations and faithfully fulfilling her role as a diversion. Finel could endure a couple of blows from this level of magic.
âI have to focus on that guy first!â she thought as she gathered a large amount of magic in both hands.
âHmph!â
Zich swung his body like an arrow.
âHaaaaah!â While shouting, he threw Windur and it shot forward like an arrow, but Finel wasnât in its trajectory. It was aiming for the treeâs root, an attack that no one expected. Yet, surprisingly, Finel moved as if she had prepared for this attack.
Craash! Her magic struck Windur. With its great abilities, Windur was able to endure the attack for a bit, but it couldnât block the full extent of the Finelâs magic that was backed by the treeâs mana.
Splash!
Windur fell and futilely sank into the lake.
âAll right!â Finel was locked in exuberance. She had been afraid of Zich approaching closer not only because of his superior fighting experience or skillsâthe biggest reason was the resonance between Zich and the tree. She thought Zich would try to use this resonance again.
âAccording to Lylaâs memories, what resonates with the tree is that sword.â
Although she had been taken aback when Zich threw his sword at the tree, she was able to properly respond to it since she had been preparing for his attack.
âSince the sword fell into the lake, he wonât be able to find it easily!â
The fluid monsters could maximize their abilities inside the lake. Thus, whether or not Zich entered the lake, she thought she blocked Zich from approaching closer. Yet, this was na?ve thinking.
âHuh?â Finel was stunned to see that Zich didnât slow down.
Splash! To escape any intervention from the fluid monsters, Zich made a wide kick at the surface of the lake, lifted his body up, and shot straight toward Finel.
âW-Was the sword also a bait?â
Finel hurriedly fired a magic attack, hoping to block Zich slightly through it.
Pop! Pop!
âWhat!
Two holes pierced through Zichâs body. He didnât block against the magic attacks at all, and this sight filled Finel with anxiety more than relief. She was certain that Zich was planning to pull another trick. As if to confirm her thoughts, Zichâs body began healing.
âUh, how? None of his companions are healâ¦!â
Then, Finel found something sparking from the hole in Zichâs body. She also saw that a different liquid other than his blood was also flowing out from it.
âP-perhaps, did he shove a potion inside his body?
Then, it would be understandable that his injury would immediately heal as soon as he received damage. However, Finel recalled that Zichâs body was covered in injuries when he came out of her flesh clumps. Thus, it meant that he shoved the potion inside his body after he came out.
âWhen? Iâve never strayed my eyes away from himâ¦â
Then, Finel remembered that Zich fell into the lake after getting hit by her attack; that was the only time that Zich had escaped her range of vision.
âThat rotten bastard!
Finel could not help but scream out in frustration.
Crasssssh!
âUacccckkk!
Lylaâs spell directly hit her body as Finel was distracted by Zich. Even though it was a spell from a silent incantation, Lyla was a powerful mage. The force of Lylaâs spell was equal or greater than an ordinary mage who spent a long time uttering each part of a spell. Zich did not miss this opportunity to rush towards Finel.
âUghhhh!
Finel quickly made a barrier and blocked Lylaâs attack. However, Zich was already right in front of her. Without much choice, Finel had to make another barrier right in front of her. That ended up in failure. Since she had to quickly make a new barrier while maintaining another barrier to block Lylaâs magic, she could only make a barrier that covered her upper body. However, Zichâs target was not her upper body.
Blast! Zich exploded mana from his palm and shifted his trajectory; his body instantly fell down. Then, he fused a great amount of mana into his hand.
Pierce! Zichâs arm pierced into Finelâs lower body, which was made out of meat clumps. However, this was the extent of his attack, and Finel didnât gain much damage.
âStupid bastard!
Was it because he lost his sword? But it was not bad at all that her opponentâs attack was completely useless. She might have gotten scared of Zich more than necessary.
âDie!
Finel was about to end Zich, but he smirked.
âAs expected, it was here!â Zich felt something burning from his fingertips. He tightly clutched onto this object.
âNo way, youâ¦!
Did Finel finally realize his intentions? Her complexion became pale in fear. She hurriedly tried to attack him, but Zich was a step faster.
âHmph!â He stopped his breathing and put more strength into his arm muscles. He was trying to rip the object out of her flesh.
âAck!
An abundant amount of mana that was in Finelâs hand scattered, and this wasnât the only thing that happened. The barriers protecting her disappeared, and the liquid monsters rushing towards Zich also lost their shape and returned back to the water.
Drip! Driip!
As Zichâs arm emerged, the sound of something ripping apart in Finelâs lower body increased.
âAh, n-o!
Finel grabbed onto Zichâs arm, but her resistance was extremely weak. As Zichâs arm was pulled out more, Finelâs appearance became stranger and stranger. She looked as if she was forcibly suppressing an explosion that was about to erupt. Her body swelled up in many areas, and her skin stretched out as if blood veins were about to burst.
âAs expected!â Zichâs prediction was right; he stared at the object starting to appear from his hand. The object was a bright red color, and it looked familiar. Of course, the color of it was opposite from the one he saw before.
It looked like the Lakeâs Tear. The Lakeâs Tear he saw in the Adrowon Great Forest, and the object he was currently holding looked identical to each other. The first time he noticed it was when he blasted her her lower body off in their first fight. With his keen eyes, he saw a glimpse of it deeply etched into her skin.
âYeah, it was weird.â From what Zich knew, the treeâs mana and power went beyond a personâs imagination. Then, even if she was connected to Clowon in some way, how was she able to control the treeâs power by herself?
âThere had to be some special method.â
âW-wait! Wait!
Finelâs appearance was bizarre and horrifying. Her whole body swelled up as if she was beaten up for many months. It was different from when her body swelled up to increase in size, and her current appearance was evidence that the treeâs mana was overpowering her.
âHmm? Are you going to beg for your life after all this?â
âAll I wanted was to just live! Fine! Take me instead! Iâll be your companion!
Finelâs voice was frantic.
âIn the first place, youâre not connected to the princess by trust! You met her as an enemy and coincidentally started traveling together.
âSheâs pretty knowledgeable about us?â
Since Zich didnât know that Finel had stolen Lylaâs memory, he was a bit surprised by this.
âBut she committed all kinds of slaughter before she lost her memories! You also saw it in your dreams, right! The things she did in Shootuol!
Lyla approached closer, and she lowered her eyes. Judging by Lylaâs behavior, it didnât seem as if Finel was lying.
âRight? This isnât a bad deal, right? I can do better. I wonât even be like her and stop you from being a Demon Lord, something that she of all people shouldnât be saying. I wonât even intervene in any of the things you do, and my abilities wonât be inferior to hers! Then, itâll be fine if I join your group instead of her!
Finelâs voice sounded as if she was almost crying by the end. Zich realized that Finel was not lying. She really just wanted to live, and if he brought her along, their travels might become easier. However, Zichâs reply was to just put more strength into his hand. Finel also realized this.
âW-whyâ¦
âItâs simple really,â Zich replied without an ounce of hesitation. âYouâre not Lyla.â
Riiip! Zich ripped out the red object from Finel.