Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga - Chapter 412

Division commander Iraf laughed at the magic he felt from the human command center the moment he broke through the clouds.

It was surprising that the human race possessed magical powers, and even that level was unusual. If it was a demon, it’s the amount of magical power that is expected to be enough to take it right away and check its talent.

“That’s why you can’t know even if you want to know.”

“yes?”

“I’m just talking to myself. Get ready. Throw it.”

Iraf took out the javelin he had brought with a smile, took a deep breath, and threw it down with all his might.

What you’re aiming for is his head.

It was an unfamiliar experience for him to try this while riding on top of a flying dragon, but it seemed like there was nothing wrong with aiming at an enemy in the lowlands and throwing it from a running horse, so the attempted attack flew toward the target.

There was an order to capture and kill, but there was no order to prioritize capture alive, so I threw it with the mindset that it didn’t matter if I died from this attack, but surprisingly, Eldmia avoided the javelin with her sincerity by a narrow margin. A short tremble echoed and the command post of the Humans turned upside down, but Iraf didn’t care at all.

If you dodge that narrowly, you can be sure to kill it in the third. Iraf thought it might be easier than expected, so he quickly drew a second javelin and threw it, barely aiming. That doesn’t mean I just threw it. Since the first throw has already gone in, you just have to trust your intuition and skills.

In fact, the second attack also flew accurately, and Iraf took out the third javelin right away without even checking that Eldmia was dodging. It’s fortunate if you get hit and die, but there’s a high probability you’ll avoid that. So as soon as you figure out where to avoid it, throw it and finish it for sure.

Thinking of that, a loyal subordinate warned him after he was fully prepared.

“Chief! The flying dragon is overcrowded!”

“If it doesn’t die, it won’t end as a bunch…”

And unexpectedly, something different happened. After taking her eyes off Eldmia for a moment, Iraf fixed her gaze again and tilted her head when she saw that the javelin she threw was not on the ground but in Eldmia’s hand.

‘Could it be that he caught what I threw?’

It’s not impossible, but it’s a skill close to a feat.

His javelin skills were so famous that even within the Demon King’s Army, he was called Ira who threw light. No matter how far away it is, it is by no means a level that a person with that level of magical power can easily catch with just one attempt. Even if you catch it, it is realistic to be dragged away by the javelin as it is. It was an extremely cold evaluation, not conceit or arrogance.

The situation where he was aiming in reverse after catching it was so unfamiliar that he couldn’t make a proper judgment at the moment.

and the light went out

“shit!”

The cost of late judgment was high. Iraf, unable to properly prepare for the unexpected counterattack, had to sacrifice the entire javelin bag he was holding.

Fortunately, the javelin itself was specially made of majanggeum even to the spearhead, so it was not destroyed, but the leather bag was torn and water could not be prevented from dripping. Iraf, who managed to retrieve the two javelins he was holding with all his strength, looked at Eldmia in surprise at the tingling sensation felt through his palms.

“I see, it’s not luck that I survived until now!”

Not stopping from the attack just now, he pulled out the javelin that was stuck in the floor and looked at the guy aiming at him once again, and his blood started to boil. How long has it been since he met a bloody adversary who tried to fight him head-on with a javelin? It was an enemy, but it was a human race that I really liked.

“This time it won’t be as easy as you think.”

Thinking so, Iraf, who was preparing to take the attack, realized that Eldmia’s aim was subtly different.

hmm? It seems that Joon will have to move his aim a bit more to the side to hit me…

“…That coward! Turn the dragon…!”

Even before his warning was over, the javelin that escaped from Eldmia’s grasp came up in an instant and tore the dragon’s shoulder blade.

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“Fuck it’s not easy. I tried to pierce the head.”

Even if I had realized a little earlier that the javelin, which I thought was just a lump of iron, might be a lump of majang gold, there would have been a way to increase the speed, but I was moving in a hurry, so I couldn’t think of that. Still, it was an established fact that the guys kissing the floor were clearly reduced in speed and height thanks to properly penetrating the shoulder of the flying dragon.

“Oh my God, I thought I’d accept that…”

Ranze, who was still nearby, responded with an absurd response, but I didn’t want to do it either. I just didn’t want the ending where I just rolled to avoid the explosion caused by his attack and died after getting hit by a javelin.

“I just chose a method with a higher probability of living longer. Rather than that, I don’t think he’ll back down like this.”

It was true that the situation was extremely dangerous, but the flying dragon was steadily descending and was on its way to the command post. If this is enough, you can take a step back, but seeing that you don’t know how to give up, you must be quite confident in your skills or have strong loyalty. Looking at the javelin thrower and the amount of mana, the former is unconditionally fixed, so it may be both.

“Damn it, I’m going to wear some armor. Don’t overdo it!”

‘Once that arrives, I have no choice but to do anything.’ The word did not come out. It was because he was very reassured by the knights who rushed in as if they were swapping places with Ranje, who was hurriedly moving away.

Among them were those wearing the powered suits that accompanied Esmuer when he visited the kingdom. Although, according to her explanation, it was an auxiliary device for slightly incompetent knights, but from the outside, it was a reliable appearance, even if it was the final weapon of mankind, so the sense of security they gave was incomparable to that of quite a few knights.

However, what was more reliable than that was their attitude of not being vigilant that only one flying dragon was flying in.

Since it is a demon with superior strength on average compared to the Humans, it reacts more seriously to actions that would be considered crazy if the Humans took it. It was a wise decision indeed.

Even while secretly admiring the fact that the kingdom was not guarding its borders with scabs, the flying dragons steadily narrowed the distance. We still have altitude, so while everyone was on edge and nervous about what type of attack we would try, the flying dragon that reached above our heads said, “That’s… why don’t we just

go?”

An unknown knight flew past us like the words he uttered full of wonder. The knights were puzzled and followed the flying dragon with their eyes, and I had to feel the feeling of being treated with a mirror along with a sudden realization.

Oh, this is how I feel when this happens.

“Everyone spread! The enemy has jumped from the dragon!”

In the midst of spontaneous lust, all I could do was to fire all the needles except for the bamboo needle toward the owner of a supernatural power and an order that was like an overkill.

From the sky, a water buffalo horn was diving with a javelin in each hand.

To be honest, I didn’t even expect it. Jumping from a height that could have been a 10-story building without any means of reducing speed was close to suicide even with my common sense now.

However, judging by the smile of the buffalo horn, who had finally seen his face, swinging the javelins in both hands to slash the needles, it was unlikely that he would die without feeling a sense of accomplishment for the perfect suicide he had attempted.

The knights who did not listen to my cries in vain changed their weapons simultaneously and turned their eyes to the enemy above their heads, but they were unable to respond properly because they were aware of the madman’s attempt to dive several seconds late.

“I!! The one who shoots the light, the commander of the 7th Division of the Demon King’s Army! Irafda!!”

A javelin shot like lightning with a loud cry.

“This dog…”

It was really unfair, but this time I had to throw my body to the side again because I didn’t have the ability to accept it.

-Kwaaaang!!

At that moment when the pile of dirt exploded and scattered and my body floated, what I saw was the appearance of a self-proclaimed Iraf demon landing on the floor following a javelin.

As if he had just jumped off a bunk bed, that madman casually picked up the javelin he had thrown and rushed at me, ignoring the overturned encirclement.

“Let’s see some skills, Eldmia!!”

The impact of the explosion caused it to bounce off the floor once, and using the recoil generated, it tumbled sideways as it was, pulled out a needle, and threw it between the forehead of the reckless attacker. It was an attack so desperate that it could be said that it was the first time the needle had been used, and that it had never been fired with more mana than this.

Maybe it’s because the tension reached its peak so much that he couldn’t even think of blowing a whistle right away to try bluffing. In a world where even the fluttering dust seems slow, only thoughts flow like bullets.

If you swing an ax in front of that guy, you’ll die. Making a quick decision, I pulled out the ax that was on my back and threw it to the side, not the guy, and pulled out the sword.

The brute force he showed while barely making that short action hit me hard. As if to show their potential, the javelin tip struck with one hand and the javelin tip bounced off after very little resistance. It swings the javelin to deflect it and even counterattacks. Although the attack did not lead to fatal wounds, it was enough to put them on their feet.

I don’t think I’ve even met the centurion. What’s the order?

It was a sight that shattered my confidence, but I smiled and got my posture right. Even if you use a spear with one hand, you can punch holes in your armor. I was at a loss as to how to deal with the bastard holding one in each hand and attacking me, but I couldn’t just die in silence.

The buffalo horns, completely unaware of my feelings, put the spears in both hands around their waists like lances, lowered their posture, and increased their speed.

“Hahaha! Have fun! Eldmia!”

Did he think that he was enjoying the situation when he saw me smiling? I’m so full of energy that my expression automatically rots.

“I laughed because it was so fucking stupid, you bastard!”

I bounced up two javelins that had been thrown to pierce my chest, corrected his fucking misunderstanding, and then swung my sword to sever even one of his fingers.

This is the last round registered