Adopting the Male Protagonist Changed the Genre - Chapter 195

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Chapter 195

Thanks to the barrier surrounding us, the rain that had been soaking our entire bodies stopped, and silence quickly settled in.

“How dare you….”

The opponent was breathing roughly, unable to contain their anger to the point where fury could be felt even from their back.

I cautiously called out the opponent’s name.

“Ophe…lia…?”

Then Ophelia sharply turned her head.

Ophelia looked back at me with slightly bloodshot eyes, bit her lower lip tightly as if holding back her resentment, then poured out words with a hurt expression.

“You told me you were going back to the royal capital! Even if the High Priest is originally like that, how could you deceive me too?”

This was the first time I’d seen Ophelia, who was always optimistic and gentle, get this angry.

The reason I hadn’t told her the truth was because I judged there was a traitor within the temple.

Giuseppe had been carefully ensuring his face wasn’t exposed ever since he was appointed as High Priest of this kingdom.

Therefore, those who knew the High Priest’s bare face could be counted on one hand, which meant a mere novice priest shouldn’t have been able to recognize Giuseppe as the High Priest even when facing him.

It wasn’t that I suspected Ophelia, but the fewer people who knew my plan, the better, so I hadn’t given her any hints.

‘But I didn’t expect her to get this angry.’

While I was hesitating in front of Ophelia, the Red Mage Tower Master’s angry roar burst out.

“A mere novice saintess!”

Several magic circles flashed like lightning over Ophelia’s shoulder.

Before I could even point it out, the magic circles poured out attack spells.

Boom!

They all scattered without leaving even a scratch on Ophelia’s barrier.

“Wh-what! How on earth….”

“Be quiet! Can’t you see we’re having a conversation right now?!”

Ophelia snapped at the Red Mage Tower Master without even turning around. His face, which had been blinking stupidly, soon turned red and blue.

The rain that had been heavily soaking the Red Mage Tower Master’s body vaporized into steam, creating a thick fog-like mist. The Red Mage Tower Master’s momentum was ominous.

However, for some reason, Ophelia’s anger seemed more dangerous to me than the Red Mage Tower Master’s.

“Um, Ophelia. I understand you’re angry, but shouldn’t we deal with the Magister first…?”

As I swallowed dry saliva and tried to appease her, I felt a presence right behind me with a thud, as if waiting for my command.

Startled, I looked to the side and saw a man I didn’t know when he’d arrived, looking down at me.

He had pulled his raincoat hood so deep that I wondered if he could see, making it impossible to make out his features.

The man, who seemed to have something to say, ultimately said nothing and left Ophelia’s barrier to draw his sword against the Red Mage Tower Master.

Soon, sounds of clang, bang, boom! reminiscent of a battlefield erupted from behind Ophelia, but she stubbornly kept her eyes on me.

Finally, I opened my mouth with difficulty.

“Actually, the thing is….”

Even as I explained the situation as concisely as possible, Ophelia’s anger didn’t easily subside.

She sighed and said coldly.

“Just give me your hand.”

I tactfully extended my hand without asking why.

Soon, the sacred light in Ophelia’s hands spread through my hand to various parts of my body, healing the scratches caused by the impact of the fall.

“I’d like to tend to the Cerberus too, but since those children are monsters, divine power would be poison to them instead.”

I was grateful for the thought alone.

“Ophelia, thank you for saving me.”

“…Even if you say that, I won’t forgive you for a while.”

However, contrary to her words, her tone and expression had softened considerably from before.

Soon we stood blankly using the barrier as an umbrella, watching the duel between the Red Mage Tower Master and the man.

I wanted to help the man, but Cerberus was injured and couldn’t move, and I didn’t have enough mana left to summon even one of Cao’s clones.

Not to mention Ophelia, who specialized in creating barriers and healing wounds.

And most importantly.

“Who is that man?”

The man was easily blocking the Red Mage Tower Master’s attacks as if he didn’t need anyone else’s help.

“I don’t know much either. He’s someone the master of the Gray Tower sent.”

“Chaser did?”

“Yes. I was moving with the High Priest and the Gray Tower Master. Then I thought something might have happened to you, so I rushed over.”

From what I heard, the work of finding the explosive magic tools was progressing smoothly.

During that time, a problem occurred when they identified the location of the magic tool hidden by the sword-wielding dark mage.

“It’s designed so that if it receives even the slightest shock, the magic tool will explode right there. In the end, the Gray Tower Master had no choice but to personally step in and disarm the magic tool’s magic circle. Everyone’s hands were tied there, but then we saw a flock of ravens pouring out from the spire where you were.”

The three people there instinctively knew something had happened to me.

But Chaser couldn’t move because he was busy disarming the magic circle of the magic tool that could explode at any moment, and Giuseppe also couldn’t rashly leave his position because he had to read the dark mages’ past to identify the locations of the magic tools.

In the end, it was Chaser who stopped Ophelia from going out to assess the situation.

“The master of the Gray Tower threw all kinds of tantrums, then pulled out his staff with a really disgusted expression. And when I came to my senses, that man was standing beside the Gray Tower master.”

At Ophelia’s following words, I narrowed my brow.

Chaser, who could invoke almost all magic just by snapping his fingers, summoned a staff?

I looked at the man’s movements with a suspicious expression.

‘Terry told me that the natural enemy of sword users is mages.’

He said that since mages can freely fly in the sky, it’s difficult for a swordsman to neutralize a mage unless they can shoot sword energy, but looking at that man, it doesn’t seem to be necessarily true.

The man was deflecting every single magic spell the Red Mage Tower Master threw with the flat of his sword, like a baseball player hitting home runs.

“Argh! This damn bastard!”

Naturally, the Red Mage Tower Master was fuming after seeing his magic repeatedly fly out of bounds.

“….”

The man silently did his job without any response.

At that sight, my eyes narrowed.

That height and build. Atmosphere. Even his movements.

I couldn’t see his face or even hear his voice, but somehow….

‘He resembles Cheri.’

As soon as I thought that, the Red Mage Tower Master’s head turned toward us who were watching the fight.

Through the slightly weakened rain, I could clearly see the Red Mage Tower Master’s eyes, bloodshot red with rage.

“Ah, he saw us.”

“He seems to have something to say, should we listen this time?”

“Well, it seems like he’s angry rather than having something to say?”

“Why is he angry at us?”

“That’s what I’m wondering.”

We had already seen Ophelia’s barrier block the Red Mage Tower Master’s magic several times.

Therefore, while we exchanged a few words without any worry, madness glinted in the eyes of the Red Mage Tower Master who had found an innocent target for his anger.

“Vermin-like creatures. How dare you look down on me.”

Whoosh!

Dozens of fireballs rose around the Red Mage Tower Master.

Only then did Ophelia and I, sensing the seriousness of the situation, straighten our bodies.

“I’ll turn this entire area into a fiery hell.”

I had a premonition that what that senile old man was targeting wasn’t just us.

Ophelia, who glanced at the surrounding residential area, hurriedly expanded her barrier, and just as the fireballs, increased even more in number, were about to pour down from the sky like hellfire.

Thud!

A crescent-shaped sword energy that flew from somewhere slammed the Magister’s body to the ground.

At the same time, the blazing fireballs also disappeared without a trace.

“….”

“….”

Ophelia and I opened our eyes wide and looked back and forth between the collapsed Magister and the man.

The strike was so fierce that a deep crater had formed around the Red Mage Tower Master.

Soon the man approached us with leisurely steps and nodded once. As if he had finished his job.

Ophelia, still with a bewildered expression, bound the unconscious Magister together with the priests and mages who arrived late.

I quickly blocked the path of the man who was trying to slyly slip away from his position.

Though a red raincoat was tightly wrapped around his entire body and face, there was no way I wouldn’t recognize him.

“Can you actually see properly in front of you?”

At my words, the man nodded his head once.

“No way. It doesn’t look like you can see.”

Shake shake.

“Isn’t it stuffy? Why don’t you pull back that hood you’ve got pulled over your head.”

Shake shake.

“If you’re skilled enough to unleash sword energy, why did you move so sluggishly at first?”

The man, who had been faithfully responding to my words with head gestures, suddenly froze.

Got you, you little rascal.

I lowered my voice and asked ominously.

“You’re Cheri, aren’t you.”

It wasn’t suspicion but certainty.

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