The Peaceful Life Of A Maid Who Hides Her Power And Enjoys It - Chapter 346

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Part 2, Chapter 144

Crackle crackle.

Beyond the roughly blazing crimson flames of disaster, I could feel Garrosh’s gaze.

He glared at my pathetically flung wrist with displeasure before clicking his tongue loudly.

“Useless now that you’ve grown weak. Yet you still recklessly wander around without fear, wanting to die miserably in foreign lands…”

Suddenly, a divine shadow swift as wind poured toward us.

Garrosh instinctively drew his sword and leaped into the flames to block my front, but the attack filled with killing intent was actually aimed at my side, slightly missing its mark.

“Ugh!”

Trevia being flung away by my movement and rolling on the ground, and Rien’s hand piercing through my left shoulder happened almost simultaneously.

Through the gaps in the black smoke, chilling eyes traced an arc.

“Hello, Daisy?”

Garrosh swung his sword with quick reflexes, but Rien’s body had already become a handful of smoke rising to the sky.

“Haha… That scene just now. Didn’t it feel somehow familiar? Hmm?”

I squeezed my eyes shut and opened them, maintaining my composure.

This level of wound is nothing. If I concentrate a little, I should be able to stop the bleeding and recover…

Trevia approached tearfully and pressed my shoulder firmly with trembling hands.

“A-Andert… because of me…”

Garrosh slowly lowered his sword and searched the surroundings with narrowed eyes. The aura emanating from him was extraordinary. The talk of his terrifying growth rate wasn’t false after all.

Rien, who had circled the sky once and descended near the disaster flames, shouted with reddened eyes.

“Don’t worry, rookie! I won’t kill you… Haha! I promised the Caliphate… In exchange for not being interfered with, I’ll spare only you.”

“…What?”

“Our foolish Daisy. You look like you don’t believe me… Why? Did you think the Caliphate would help this city out of pure justice to face me? No need! From the Caliphate’s perspective, Spollia is nothing but an eyesore!”

Dozens of iron chain spears that rose from the ground turned their heads toward Trevia.

“So… quietly hand over that woman.”

I held the motionless Trevia with my pale face and climbed the building’s wall.

Every time Garrosh swung his sword energy to cut down the chains, twice as many spears rose again and flew toward us.

Kuuung.

Buildings struck in the waist lost their balance one by one and crumbled.

“Hmm… Don’t overdo it. You’re acting human, Daisy.”

The moment Rien’s whisper faded in the distance.

‘The attacks have slowed.’

When I turned my head slightly, I saw Dunain drawing her great sword and trying to strike down at Rien’s head.

Rien, who instantly scattered into smoke, spoke in a cold voice.

“Stand aside… Dunain.”

Despite the heavy warning, Dunain’s great sword only followed the smoke.

I stared at her back and urgently grabbed Garrosh’s arm as he followed.

“Andert, we must protect that knight!”

Garrosh looked back at me with disgusted eyes.

“If you’re going to talk nonsense, just shut up. How can you say such things in that condition?”

“If Dunain and Trevia die, this city is finished. Whether we take Trevia and flee, or join forces to exhaust Rien, we must use every means to protect…”

“Why should I?”

Why, you ask.

Garrosh’s cold gaze briefly swept over Trevia and returned to me.

“I don’t care what happens to this city. How foolish… Haven’t you abandoned that damn hero complex yet?”

“…”

“Put that woman down. And follow me to leave this city, Daisy Pager. I’m done watching you rampage like a locust. I’ll take you back to the Empire.”

Seeing his resolute face that would absolutely reject any further persuasion, I quietly swallowed a sigh.

Damn.

‘This will make it hard to set a trap…’

Rien’s purpose was to open the door of the old temple, face Spollia, and behead him.

Since Trevia’s death was inevitable in that process, I planned to exploit Rien’s impatient psychology with victory in sight, throw my body and meet death myself to banish Rien.

‘My head is already complicated because Lu gave up on Rien… Now this fool only thinks of running away with me.’

I know Andert very well.

So well that I knew even if I explained my plan, this guy would absolutely never understand it.

How could any words get through to someone who considers protecting Sier Gat useless from the start?

Then, a cry filled with pain and anger filled the empty streets.

“Dunain, still can’t see your situation? Huh? To Spollia, you’re just a puppet with full utility value! Can’t you see the cowardice of Spollia who left you in rags and hides like a coward!”

“It doesn’t matter.”

Every time Dunain swung a strike wrapped in sword energy, beautiful mansions bearing traces of long years collapsed helplessly.

“That’s how I, born as your daughter, atone to this world.”

Every time graceful sword energy bloomed, the space to stand on the collapsing buildings diminished.

Around Dunain and Rien, only a small circular clearing remained while jagged castle walls piled up.

As if trying to trap Rien inside.

…Don’t tell me.

‘Is she planning to jump together?’

Thinking of Hahyeondal’s mage, the possibility was high.

Dunain knew that Rien couldn’t kill her. If her intention was to exploit that fact and leave the world together…

“Father.”

At the quiet call, Rien’s movement stopped.

In the ruins where only the two faced each other, a long silence descended. My heart began beating rapidly at Rien’s strangely tense expression that oddly contrasted with that eerie silence.

I had a bad feeling.

I suddenly thought I should rush between them, but I couldn’t bear to leave Trevia behind.

Thud.

The great sword fell to the ground.

Dunain, who had freed both hands, walked toward Rien. The clanking sound of armor friction echoed slowly.

“Father.”

Finally, the two figures came within reach. Rien’s eyes wavered restlessly.

Swish… As Dunain removed her helmet, jet-black hair poured down like a curtain. Purple eyes too beautiful to be hidden in darkness held her own father.

“You are utterly useless trash in this world.”

Strong arms rose into the air.

The moment Dunain embraced Rien and Rien’s breathing stopped.

“So please… disappear forever.”

The great sword rose silently and flew at light speed, piercing through the father and daughter leaning on each other.

Precisely, through the chest area.

“Ahh…”

“…”

“No! Dunain! Dunain!”

I screamed and pulled the hand of Trevia who was trying to run to Dunain.

“Let go! Let go, I said! Can’t you see? My only remaining sibling is now sacrificing herself…”

“It’s futile.”

“…”

“She’s not dead.”

Right, she’s not dead.

“…My heart aches, my daughter.”

Rien’s eyes still burn bright.

A body slowly regaining form from a handful of smoke. Hands filled with sorrow embraced the helplessly collapsing knight’s body. As if the being finally touched was extremely precious, he stroked her cheek and earnestly murmured.

“But don’t worry. I’ll personally punish the one who drove you to death. Of course I will…”

At the spell-like voice, Trevia’s eyes filled with deep despair.

The pale face of the fallen valiant knight turned toward us. A face that finally ended life peacefully as if escaping hell.

“Achieve your revenge, chew and devour Spollia’s living heart.”

Soon, the moment the man’s eyes, whose desires had been devoured by his own revenge, turned toward this direction.

“I will become a complete deity and cast This Land into Hell.”

Within the blazing flames of disaster, the corpses of the dead began to rise.

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