Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga - Chapter 185

Should I say that I am lucky out of misfortune? No one was killed even though the wagon overturned and flew off the ground several times.

The coachman, an adventurer in heavy armor, jumped out of the wagon as soon as the horse collapsed to avoid injury, and the people in the wagon, unaware of the situation, may have rolled over several times, but thanks to the sturdy wagon, they only let out moans.

One of the horses was properly crushed by the carriage and died screaming, but it might have been better, seeing as the two remaining horses were not able to get up from the ground, probably broken somewhere from the shock just now.

Of course, it didn’t matter to Carl, who was rolling on the dirt floor. No matter how much he liked horses, it was not to the point of worrying and taking care of the lives and deaths of horses, even when he was in a situation where his own life came and went.

‘Fucked.’

It was a situation I hadn’t even imagined.

If you’re lucky, you’ll help, and if you’re unlucky, it’s just that the enemies keep chasing you, not paying attention to the adventurers who run away. Even if the adventurers figured out their intentions and were hostile, they would swear at them, even if they didn’t think they would attack them.

“What, what? What happened?!”

In the completely overturned carriage, the other members of the party were unable to properly control their bodies, but the woman Fulling, who was able to stick her head out the window intact thanks to her small body, was free from there. Looking at her in amazement with his two large eyes rolling around, Carls let out a blank laugh involuntarily. There will come a day when that ignorant reaction will help you relax.

“Sen. Get them out of the carriage first.”

“Aha. It’s so hard that I don’t even have time to explain, that’s what I mean.”

Although he must have been aware of the seriousness of the situation, Pulling, who was called Sen, broke the carriage door with a wild kick and came out with a smile. It was a pretty cool sight that didn’t go well with her small body, but then it was a little less cool because she struggled to get the people out of the carriage.

Merdella, who crawled out with her help, opened her mouth in embarrassment.

“Sir, fuck. What the hell is going on…?”

Carls didn’t blame her. This is because it was not something that could be expected in the first place. Instead, he took out the two daggers he wore around his waist and answered quietly.

“Merdella. It’s fucked up. The adventurer attacked.”

“what…?”

“Suddenly… his name? Or an unidentified title?

“Fuck.”

Her eyes were still spinning, but Merdela’s judgment of the situation was quick. Enemies were getting closer, the adventurer was hostile, and the wagon was smashed, so all she had to do was recite the attack spell again.

“Where is a dog like a spell?”

It was accompanied by an unfamiliar voice and a sound that seemed to cut through the air.

To Carls, it was an insignificant action that the adventurer drew his sword and cut the air once, but it was a sight that made Merdella’s complexion pale.

“Eh, magic…”

The gist of dispel magic is simpler than you think. Temporarily blocking the mana generated in the surroundings. There is only a difference in level depending on whether or not a similar method is solved more luxuriously and elaborately. As a result, there is a gap in which no one can use magic while the dispel magic is activated, so the key is how much mana is wasted by cutting off the opponent’s magic casting at a critical point.

However, no dispel magic could touch the mana that had been gathering and cause it to become disorderly. At least as far as she knows.

Merdella, frightened by the unknown situation, turned her gaze in the direction from which the voice had come.

“If you get an innocent person caught up in it, it’s the world’s logic to drive it from head to toe, but like uneducated bastards, you don’t know the logic.”

When I saw it with my magic eyes, a huge man I didn’t know because of the strong distortion was approaching with a drawn sword. Under the circumstances, it was clear that he had broken the magic, but Merdella’s head couldn’t accept that fact.

Instead, he grabbed the wand again with trembling hands and tried to cast the spell.

“Do the damn thing. Very.”

A sword that cuts through the air once again. And the magic that is destroyed again. Merdella’s trembling hands finally dropped the staff she was holding.

Only then did Carl, realizing something strange, urgently ask.

“What? What’s up Merdella?”

“Uh, that man. He’s interfering with the cast.”

“……Fuck. What the hell did we touch?”

Is it the same as touching a dragon while trying to avoid a wyvern?

Rather than pointlessly questioning whether Merdella’s answer made sense, Carls, who decided to trust her, gripped the dagger as he felt his mouth dry. He can beat a horse to death with his fist, block magic before it is cast, and even while 10 assailants are chasing him, he is a warrior with enough composure that he is full of thoughts of slitting the necks of those who mistreated him. Fucked right.

“I think they’ll be safer in the wagon, so they’ll be put there… Whoa, look at his size. Quarterling in front of him? Is that the guy we touched? Feeling really screwed up?”

No one could stop Sen’s muzzle as he sprinted from behind and joined them, drawing a dagger. It was talkativeness that the party was accustomed to, but it was also a cursed snout that was often said to irritate the enemy more, so Merdela, Carls, and the heavily armored adventurers were very nervous.

“…pooling?”

That’s why I couldn’t help but be embarrassed by the man’s reaction, which changed from an expression that looked like he was going to kill a person at any moment to one that was strange. The only thing that didn’t panic was the strength of the cursed snout.

“Yeah. Even if you touch it, you touch a dignified nobleman. Carls, I didn’t touch you with the feeling that you should be fucked because you intuitively felt that he was a million times better than you, right?”

“It doesn’t sound like anything…”

“Pulling. Do you know the Shadow Foot?”

Carls couldn’t finish his sentence. This is because the man’s face returned to a state in which he could kill a person again. Even in a form completely different from the bully-like attitude just before. It was like stabbing people to death with their eyes.

It was intuition and I just knew what it was. Even if you don’t know what shadow paws are, you should never say you know…

“Of course I know. It’s the pride of our maternal lineage! It doesn’t seem like this long, so fuck you.”

Cursed Snout. The pooling of the cursed family society. I couldn’t curse their family love, but it was Carls who thought it was a curse anyway.

Still, Sen was their ally, and it was clear that that man was their enemy anyway, so Carls didn’t bother blaming her. It wasn’t because I wasn’t aware of Fulling’s anger control disorder, which only comes out due to family history, and I didn’t welcome him as a colleague. It’s just sad that it’s at this moment.

Amid the waves of mixed emotions, Carls quickly shook his head and tried to organize and understand the situation.

Due to the fact that the wagon has already overturned and that they are confronting an unidentified man, the assailants approach slowly without showing any sign of haste after coming close to them. Even at a cursory glance, it seemed like he was intent on figuring out who the hell was that man to create this confrontation.

at least It’s a really hopeful situation.

The man took a hostile action in anger, only with the intention of getting himself caught up in it. If the enemies who didn’t know that attacked unilaterally, the man’s sword, like an explosive magic that could explode at any moment, might turn to the other side

… will do.”

“You only talk about cancer. Grimm… Huh? What?”

Did I hear right now? Sen looked around, but no one could give her a definitive answer. It was because they all shared her embarrassment.

“…Did he just dump me?”

However, the man turned around as if it were natural and, like a knight, planted his longsword into the ground and stood upright to confront the pursuers.

“No, now, really? Huh?”

He looked back at the party, who couldn’t even properly react to their absurdity at the sight of them not even worrying that an attack might come from behind them. Meanwhile, one of the assailants who had arrived right in front of him stepped forward and bowed his head politely and greeted the man.

“…I don’t know who you are, but they’re our only business. Could you get out of the way?”

The assailants were very polite when they were wary of the man who overturned the wagon to see if his eyes were gnarled.

One of the worst reactions ever. It’s in stark contrast to us, who pretended to be friendly and tried to get caught up in the incident. Carls furrowed his brow involuntarily.

However, the man’s answer immediately widened his eyebrows, and his eyes widened.

“I also have business with that pooling lady, so I think it’s difficult. If we can end it with a conversation, I’d like to cooperate as much as possible to settle the situation smoothly.”

Is that really the man who was glaring at me with the intent to kill people and spitting curses at me? Not to mention the rest of the party, even Sen had his mouth wide open, but the assailant shook his head and responded calmly.

“Unfortunately, that seems difficult. They are guilty of insulting the Order. There is no compromise in the name of God.”

“Well, who said these pseudo-cult bastards were criminals at will?! The god who picked up and ate the spread human flesh like a dog did that?!”

“…Especially when it’s that damned half-cut bitch.”

“hmm.”

I couldn’t tell what expression the man was making because he was turning away, but his sword turned and headed towards the sky. Then, it slowly descended horizontally from above, aiming at the man in the lead.

“Those who do not wish to fight should always lay down their weapons and dismount. This advice is for you to recognize that you are a third party.”

“Crazy. Am I in a children’s book?”

Sen’s muttering still couldn’t read the mood, but no one said anything.

Even if you wear a gauntlet, it’s not unusual to have your skull shattered in one blow. Not to mention simple strength, and even if he used an aura, it was clear that it was possible to use it very skillfully.

However, in front of 10 horsemen, the man was only wearing a leather breastplate, so despite the majesty he showed earlier, disbelief and doubt in the eyes of Cals and others could not help but flicker.

The opponents were cultists who were different from the gangsters scattered across the land, but they were warriors who were treated as elites in their church. Warriors so strong that Carl’s party didn’t choose to run away for nothing.

“I appreciate your courage and will, and I will send you off painlessly.”

The assailant fixed his weapon and said, but the man did not answer. I just flinched for a second.

When I realized that the flinching was not due to tension but a preliminary movement for an attack, it was after the body of the man who was already in the lead was cut diagonally along with the horse he was riding.

While everyone couldn’t come to their senses, the man’s sword cut through the air, emitting a terrifying light.