Absolutely Do Not Touch Eldmia Egga - Chapter 451

Asilie did not have any ill feelings toward the Demon King’s army.

Because she also has a similar mindset to other elves, the war between humans and demons is just one of many wars that have existed in history to her. Without God’s intervention, it can’t be balanced, so it just looks a little big.

Rather, one of the reasons why he was able to be here now, who was almost sold as a slave, might be the Demon King’s army, so he had room for a little bit of gratitude.

If he hadn’t had anything to do with Eldmia, he would have had that kind of favor.

In other words, because he was involved with Eldmia, he was ready to ‘hunt’ at the checkout calmly without any favor or ill feelings.

As soon as Asilier calmed down and waited for a signal on the tree, she heard a subtle noise in her ears, and she moved her hand to cast spiritism.

With the help of the forest spirits, it’s not as good as shortening the distance, but the help of the winter spirits is still there. And two spirits are enough for her to shoot an arrow.

spirits of wind and water. According to her will, the spirit begins to carve something by shaving the ice that is quickly generated in the air.

With almost no change of seasons, the little skills learned and developed only by the northern elves quickly created two lenses of a plausible shape. I looked in the direction I came from and looked at the enemy.

It was a skill that I hadn’t had a chance to use since I came to Etis L, but it was a work that I had done a lot to the extent that it was possible to do it with my eyes closed, so there were no problems with distance control and accuracy. If you compare it to a lens made of glass, there are not one or two regrets, but you don’t even need that level of performance anyway.

As long as you can accurately distinguish the target, the rest is the domain of your bow skills and spiritism. Fortunately, the enemies were quickly spotted.

“6… No, about 500.”

It’s been a long time since I’ve done such a long-range sniping, but I’m not worried. Asilie took a deep breath, drew the bowstring, calculated the distance and time, and released her hand when the enemy had dipped their feet into the area where the trap was set.

Unlike a neatly shot arrow, a strong wind is not very satisfying, but it’s okay. It’s because you get help from the wind spirit to adjust the resulting error.

However, it seemed that it would not hit the neck as originally planned, so I quickly fired two more arrows.

As she expected, the first arrow deviated sideways and hit the demon king’s shoulder, and the two arrows that flew toward the target with a greatly distorted attitude unfortunately bounced off the swords of others around them.

“…!”

Sporadic shouts can be heard. The sound was soon covered by the expansive sound of the Holy Law, and Asilie thought about something else for a while as she watched the party projecting the Holy Law toward the demon army.

The heretic judge and the saint also had the Holy Law, but only Eldmia’s Holy Law had a heterogeneous form.

Assuming a long-distance attack, the sacred laws of the priests that were embodied all have the form of weapons. There was a difference in whether it was a spear, an arrow, or a sword, but the essence was the same.

But now, Eldmia was using a voice method that was far from that type. It is mind-boggling to see them making spheres of light that are reduced in size as much as possible and then throwing them as precisely as possible to get them to squeeze through the cover or go over them and cause them to explode.

“Hero…”

When they first met, they seemed very extraordinary, but the Eldmia they had lived with was unexpectedly far from the word extraordinary.

Of course, his ability to stand out in various places and his erratic behavior could be said to be extraordinary enough, but in everyday life he belonged to the rather ordinary axis.

Laugh normally, enjoy normally, get angry normally, and notice normally. If you assume that you are only 10 or 20 years older than you are now, you may have become a little more normal in every way.

The only unusual thing is that bold action that is hard to understand at all. I still can’t forget the shock at the time when I heard that Asilie jumped from a flying dragon naked, based on the idea that it was rather safe because it was high.

Eldmia had surprisingly many such aspects. As if you’ve done it many times. Or like you’ve already ‘seen or heard’ the results. They act as if there is no risk, and actually produce results that match it. Until now, he had regarded all of this as part of the extraordinary that he did not understand…

Hearing that he was a hero, he changed the premise.

“A being from another world… is it?”

Among the warriors who have been with the history of the continent, there were often records that came from a completely different world, or that beings from another world dwelled in the bodies of those who lived in this world.

Maybe Eldmia was of that type too?

Well, in addition to being strangely sincere, after meeting the saintess of the Demonic Cult, he started to serve the Demon God Epaga without any hesitation, so it was a story with enough potential.

Thinking so, he fired the three arrows in his hand one after the other. Along with the sound of the protests bouncing, I have the illusion that my head is clear.

It was disturbing, but it was an irrelevant story. It wasn’t that I didn’t feel sorry for not being able to reveal the story to myself, but looking back, it’s possible that it would have been hard to believe even if I had told it to myself.

Maybe later on, there are things I couldn’t say because I was ashamed of my past actions.

If you ask me seriously after this battle, he will answer. Asilie confirmed that the arrow was accurately lodged in the shoulder of the demon king who was confronting Eldmia, and Eldmia, who had accurately slashed the head of the enemy who hesitated with it, raised her left fist above her head without looking back and raised her thumb up. I laughed lightly and muttered.

“Asili Chan-s.”

If your predictions are right, you probably have a lot to hear from him.

The meaning of the meaningless actions that he often showed, and the excuses for the appearances he showed to pretend to be a child.

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Asilier’s sniping and traps turned the tide of the battle by boasting vicious performance far beyond my expectations.

It wasn’t that I hadn’t heard of increasing the power of traps with the help of the spirits, but I never thought it would be this much. He said that he would not be of great help in a head-on confrontation with the demons, but he was condescending.

It wasn’t that many were killed by her sniping or by traps.

Of the thirteen enemies, excluding the magician, only four are dead. However, it wasn’t because of lack of power, it was the result of the wizard flying from the rear reacting really quickly.

Except for the one who died after being hit by a stake in the beginning, there was no room for doubt about his skills as he blocked most of the traps in a narrow line. Even blocking the needles flying to keep him in check, he even casts attack magic from time to time, and if it wasn’t for him, you can be sure that more than half of the Demon King’s army would have died and disappeared here.

In order to prevent such a meme, one of the Demon Lords rushed with desperate determination and tried to take time, but thanks to Asilier’s supporting fire, it was quickly resolved, so I had enough time to try to retrieve the ax that I had been neglecting so far. .

Oh, before that, get in the way with that double axe.

“Iik! Another bizarre trick!”

Like the javelin used by buffalo horns, even the hilt of the bitch’s ax that dared to throw the axe at the saintess was polished gold, so it was not difficult to shed magic. The only difference is that he doesn’t give up his weapon easily, and he has the strength to do so.

Even though I tried to pull it with the intention of stealing it away, he didn’t let go of the ax even though his body was dragging him.

“Bastard, I’m not wearing the captain’s post as a form.”
“Fuck you bastard! I’ll kill you first!”

Strangely, I got the impression that I wouldn’t look good with my temper, but I guess it was real. After being interrupted by an attack once or three times, I forced a smile as I watched him run towards me with his eyes wide open.

This guy also has quite a bit of horsepower. Not as much as buffalo horns.

“What are you… A person who throws twin axes, are you a carnival?”
“It’s Cadaval you bastard!”

Running through the rotten trees and snowdrifts blocking the way, the approaching guy brandished his ax in different directions.

“This bitch? Did you put a rag in your mouth?”

Unlike the cocky mouth, his movements are unusual. There is no disturbance in the posture of the subject running as if on fire, and the gaze does not tell the slightest where to attack. Even the timing is different, and judging from how the path is strangely modified according to my movement, it is very likely that he is a guy who can play left and right separately, rather than simply fighting with two axes.

“I don’t introduce myself to my baby.”
“Fuck! Cra!”

I also swung my sword at him, not forgetting to apply mana to the hatchet that seemed to be as threatening as the amount of mana I felt.

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