The Return of Lilietta - Chapter 91

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Chapter 91

Gideon took the lead.

A fist-sized blue bird landed on his head as he headed toward the closed greenhouse. A pale blue bird also flew down and perched on Lillieta’s head as she followed a few steps behind.

Isaiah, who had sent out his summoned creatures, leaned against a tree some distance away from the greenhouse.

If Augmentation Pact Holders specialized in enhancing physical abilities with Oaths, and Fabrication Pact Holders specialized in processing Oaths into other materials or forms, then Transfer Pact Holders specialized in transferring their Oaths to other living beings or objects.

The most representative Transfer Pact Holders were healers, called priests in this era. Those who gave their Oaths to others, making it become that person’s blood and flesh.

Besides them, there were quite unique ability users like pilots who imbued objects with Oaths to ride them, and long-distance communicators who could transfer Oaths over great distances.

Ys Pascal was quite an unusual case even among such Transfer types.

Rather than transferring Oaths to other living beings or objects, he used Oath Summoning – a technique that transferred Oaths to non-existent imagination, to mere doodles depicting that imagination, materializing them.

During the Ash Ruin Era, he was an expert in such Oath Summoning, and his true identity, Isaiah Kortvan, was the creator of this technique.

Isaiah closed his eyes while adjusting the flow of Oaths connected to his summoned creatures.

From now on, the blue birds created from his doodles would serve as the eyes of Gid and Rita who had entered the greenhouse.

Transferring the scenery seen by summoned creatures to himself or others was his unique technique, and also the reason he became solely responsible for reconnaissance in the Beacon Squad.

‘Avian Vision Transfer.’

The vision of the two blue birds appeared clearly inside his closed eyes. He transferred that vision to Gid and Rita respectively, so they could fight without making eye contact with the Doppelganger.

Lillieta closed her eyes and quickly surveyed the scenery that appeared in the darkness.

The interior of the greenhouse was covered with disgustingly overgrown tropical plants, looking like the inside of a green monster’s intestines. Within those tangled tree trunks was a space covered with sticky mucus like spider webs. It was the nest formed by the Doppelganger.

The Doppelganger’s main body was a mass of mucus crouched like a small hill. A giant single eye the size of a human head was attached to its squishy jelly-like body, rolling around, and jelly-like clone bodies flowed out from its gaping mouth as if being vomited.

Thick vines hanging from the nest’s ceiling had cocoons made of translucent mucus dangling in rows, and captured people could be seen inside them.

‘Three special operations members, male and female clerks, the gatekeeper… Lindsey! Thank goodness, they’re all here. It seems they weren’t mixed in and sent as clones.’

Rita felt relieved after confirming their faces, while swallowing her bitter feelings. Seeing no other people besides them, it seemed the coachman had indeed been digested.

She stopped at the greenhouse entrance and hid behind a thick tree trunk before raising Silvergrass. Golden light shimmered on the gun barrel.

After confirming Rita had concealed herself, Gid approached the nest with his eyes closed.

The moment he stepped on the mucus-covered ground, the Doppelganger, which had been crouched only vomiting jelly masses, rolled its giant eyeball and glared at him.

Strange light shot out from its pupil, but it was useless against Gid who had his eyes closed, and the summoned creature on his head wasn’t even a living being, making it meaningless.

Grrrrr.

The Doppelganger made a low, displeased growling sound and closed its eye. Simultaneously, the jelly masses that had been writhing around the nest swelled up and transformed into the captured people.

Lindseys, clerks, special operations members, gatekeepers. Dozens of clones drew their respective weapons and charged forward, while Gideon raised his sword wrapped in pitch-black haze.

Rita wasn’t worried about him at all.

‘Since we confirmed right before our eyes that they’re all clones, it won’t be difficult.’

Each time the black aura traced a trajectory, several clones were cut into pieces and crushed, rolling around. She left Gid alone and focused on her own mission objective.

‘I need to drop the cocoons while the Doppelganger is distracted by Gid. Hmm, it’s hard to hit the parts where the cocoons are hanging from below…’

What was needed at times like this was ricochet shooting – a technique of reflecting bullets off obstacles to strike targets from blind spots.

She calculated angles while checking the greenhouse’s steel frame and floor that were slightly visible between the vines through the summoned creature’s vision. Suddenly, she frowned.

‘There are too many vines, so there aren’t many places to bounce bullets off. The angles aren’t working out well. I can’t see the inside clearly either… Should I ask Senior Is to explore with summoned creatures?’

[Suggestion: User, are you calculating trajectories? Please use this artificial spirit’s trajectory calculation assistance function.]

‘Come to think of it, you had that kind of function too. How do I use it?’

As soon as Rita asked internally, Oaths were sucked into Silvergrass and colorful butterflies flew up. Not just one, but several.

The small butterflies scattered in all directions, and before long, golden lines shot out from Silvergrass, and the structure and form of the greenhouse interior appeared in mid-air like a three-dimensional blueprint. Good points for bouncing bullets glowed with emphasis, and even expected reflection angles based on incident angles were marked with dotted lines.

Rita, seeing this through the bird’s vision above her head, unconsciously gaped.

‘Crazy, what is this.’

[Pride: The creator predicted that the user would definitely like this artificial spirit. How is it?]

‘I really, really like it. Oli is a genius of the century and Grace, you’re the best artificial spirit.’

[Satisfaction: This artificial spirit is very pleased to meet a user who recognizes its true value.]

[Suggestion: Shall I proceed with trajectory calculations as well? It’s expected to take about 3 minutes.]

‘Huh? You’ve already spoon-fed me this much, what more could you do.’

Rita swept the three-dimensional blueprint made of golden lines floating right in front of her with her eyes once, then immediately moved her gun barrel.

‘This is enough.’

She processed and fired a silent bullet that extremely suppressed firing noise. A small flame burst at the gun barrel’s tip with only a whooshing sound like air escaping.

The first shot hit the floor between vines three steps ahead, bounced off to hit the steel frame slightly exposed on the greenhouse ceiling, bounced again, and penetrated the part where a cocoon was hanging from a vine.

The second and third shots fired in succession also bounced off steel frames between vines, table legs, and the sides of metal shelves, ricocheting here and there to precisely pierce through the parts where cocoons were hanging.

Not a single shot missed. The mucous cocoons fell one after another with wet splashing sounds.

With plant stems and spider web-like mucus filling the bottom, plus being inside jelly-like cocoons, there was no concern that the people inside would be seriously injured from falling this way.

[Shock: User, do you have a calculator embedded in your brain? How do you calculate this at that speed?]

‘I don’t calculate everything. I do it roughly and shoot the rest by instinct.’

[Astonishment: Instinct? You call this instinct? It would be easier to accept if you said you had a calculator in your brain.]

‘Thanks for the compliment.’

Rita chuckled at the flustered Grace, then continued watching the fallen people while still hiding. Golden light rippled in her grip as bullets filled the cylinder.

Those who staggered out of the cocoons looked around with dazed eyes. The Doppelganger, realizing its captured human specimens had been freed, opened its eyes wide and rolled its giant eyeball.

Then the sluggish humans immediately took combat stances. At the same time, something like electric current flowed through the air, and transparent tentacle-like things extending from the Doppelganger’s main body to the backs of people’s necks were briefly revealed.

‘Of course.’

Previously, she had rescued people immediately, only to have a hole punched in her stomach when the Doppelganger controlled the specimens’ hands to move on their own.

Having experience, she had no intention of being caught twice. She fired her revolver in rapid succession while staying hidden. With consecutive gunshots – bang bang bang – all the invisible tentacles connecting the Doppelganger and the people were severed and burst.

Gyaaaah!

The Doppelganger shrieked and shot out countless translucent tentacles from its entire body like sea urchin spines.

Blocking those tentacles trying to recapture the transformation specimens was the job of Gid, who had been blocking the main body’s front and slaughtering the clones.

He lowered his sword and extended one hand forward. Black haze exploded outward from him as the center, forming a curtain.

‘Selective Wall.’

Gid’s unique technique created by applying territorial dominance.

By applying the selection ability that distinguished targets to dominate in a vertically deployed territory, it was a one-sided defensive barrier that caught and blocked enemy attacks while allowing allied attacks to pass through.

The tentacles shot like transparent spines were caught by the wall rippling like black mist and could no longer advance.

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