Tia’s Smooth Life After Regression - Chapter 144

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Tiya’s Smooth Regression Life

Chapter 144

‘Hide and seek in the maze garden.’

It was indeed the kind of idea a child would come up with.

Probably no one knew this maze garden better than the Princess. In this place, it would be entirely possible to drag out time.

…If only her opponent hadn’t been herself.

The Assassin sharpened her senses to a razor’s edge.

Then, through the dizzyingly tangled maze garden, she heard the rustling of thickets and the sound of grass being trampled.

She had looked quite exhausted, yet she had managed to flee quite far.

She would have liked to play with her a little longer, but there was no more time. She had to quickly deal with the Princess and then go handle the Vladijef brat who was a witness.

The Assassin drew the long sword she had tucked at her waist. Then she carelessly swung it toward the massive garden tree that formed the wall of the maze garden.

Crack.

The giant tree’s spine snapped and the Assassin’s blocked view opened up completely. She leisurely leaped over the cut tree and stepped forward one step at a time.

Even if one had memorized all the paths of the maze, there would be no other way when faced with someone who destroyed the rules themselves.

The Assassin headed straight toward where she sensed a presence.

Before long, she heard the sound of footsteps on gravel, and saw the hem of a dress disappearing frantically around the corner.

In a place where only deep green foliage was vivid, the Princess’s bright yellow dress was far too conspicuous.

A bloody smile formed on the Assassin’s lips.

And the next moment.

Thud.

The ground where she stepped sank deeply below, and the Assassin’s form shot out like an arrow.

Unlike the Vladijef brat who had spirits attached to her, the Princess was nothing more than a helpless little lamb without even the means to protect herself.

Her razor-sharp sword gleamed ominously as it aimed precisely at the top of the Princess’s head.

‘Now!’

The sword tip was just about to split open the fleeing Princess’s skull.

Whoosh!

Suddenly the Princess turned around and their gazes met beneath the headpiece.

Vivid golden eyes, as if holding flames.

The headpiece came off and raven-black hair fluttered in the wind.

The opponent was not the Princess, not Anaël.

“You!”

It was the Vladijef brat, clumsily wearing Anaël’s outer dress.

Swish!

Jarek’s sand blocked the Assassin’s sword tip and for a moment her chest was completely exposed.

In that instant, the Assassin saw the eyes of the small brat before her flash like those of a hunter.

“…!

The old staff Tiya held in her hand transformed into a sharp long sword at its master’s will.

The tip of the razor-sharp long sword aimed for the Assassin’s heart.

“Mmph, mmph mmph mmph!”

Tiya clamped her mouth shut, swallowing her cry, and thrust Aurel’s staff with all her might toward the Assassin’s chest.

Squelch.

A chilling sound rang out as the sword fell from the Assassin’s hand.

* * *

Thud.

The Assassin, who had allowed a surprise attack as the price for her carelessness, collapsed onto the grass.

Gasp, gasp, choking sounds came from the Assassin’s throat, then her body went completely limp.

A fishy smell of blood wafted up as a pool of blood began to spread around the Assassin.

“Did, did I get her!”

Tiya shouted words that were tantamount to a resurrection spell, but this time even Winter didn’t scold Tiya.

Tiya had gripped Aurel’s staff so tightly that the back of her hand had turned deathly pale.

However, the child’s complexion was even more ashen, and her shoulders were trembling pitifully.

Winter checked the fallen Assassin’s condition in Tiya’s place.

She had swung the sword with the resolve to kill, but hoped she hadn’t died. For Tiya’s sake.

Winter couldn’t touch the Assassin’s body with her own to check her pulse, but she couldn’t bring herself to tell Tiya to check the Assassin’s condition.

‘For now, there doesn’t seem to be any sign of breathing…’

She appeared to be dead.

【…】

Even if she was a child from the North who hunted bears, it was different when the opponent was a person.

Winter briefly composed her expression and turned to Tiya, who was struggling desperately to hide her frightened expression.

【She’s unconscious. She might wake up again, so let’s find the Princess first.】

At those words, Tiya’s face brightened noticeably.

“Phew, I’m glad the surprise attack worked. I even kept my mouth tightly shut so I wouldn’t shout out technique names, you know?”

【The moment you made an ‘mmph’ sound, you would have been out.】

Winter, standing with her translucent body as if to block the Assassin’s corpse from Tiya’s view, added a comment as usual.

It was the moment when the two of them had completely turned around.

Chill.

Suddenly Winter felt all the hair on her body stand on end as an eerie cold wrapped around her entire body.

【…?】

Winter stopped walking right there.

If it wasn’t her imagination, this was killing intent.

Could there have been more than one enemy?

【Tiya, be on guard! There’s one more enemy nearby-】

Hiss-!

Before Winter’s words could even finish.

A black figure shot out from a direction Winter hadn’t expected and struck Tiya down.

It was that Assassin, who they thought was dead.

Just as Tiya had done, she had been holding her breath and pretending to be dead to catch her enemy off guard.

“Kyaang!”

The opponent mounted the fallen Tiya and thrust down with a dagger.

Clang!

The dagger stained with black spots was blocked by the spirit’s sand.

However, unlike before, the sword tip didn’t retreat. The opponent was using her body weight to press the sword tip down toward Tiya.

“Not bad. Very good indeed.”

The Assassin who had struck down Tiya laughed as if impressed. Tiya struggled desperately to escape from the Assassin, but she couldn’t overcome an adult’s weight.

“Kyaang, let, let go of this!”

“But did you think killing a person would be that easy, brat?”

【Tiya, magic! Use floating magic!】

Winter shouted at the top of her lungs to Tiya, who was entangled with the Assassin, but her voice didn’t reach Tiya, who had fallen into panic.

To make matters worse, the tip of the dagger began to gradually descend toward Tiya.

“Since you’re not the real master, the spirit can’t exert its full power and can only focus on defense, right? Good, let’s have a contest of strength, cough.”

“Let go!”

At this moment, Winter was so powerless that she couldn’t even cover the Assassin’s mouth, let alone help Tiya.

Winter gritted her teeth and rushed to Tiya, covering Tiya’s view with both hands.

【It’s okay, Tiya. I’m here!】

Winter’s hands faintly blocked the Assassin’s face. Only then did Tiya, gradually regaining her senses, look up at Winter above her head with a desperate expression.

“Wi, Winter! Wh, what should I do?”

【Use floating magic to get rid of this damn thing.】

Tiya was about to follow Winter’s instructions when she hesitated.

Through Winter’s translucent hand, she locked eyes with the assassin whose murderous intent was boiling over.

In that moment, her mind went completely blank.

Levitation magic… uh, how did it work again?

Usually she drew magic circles so easily, but now she couldn’t remember anything.

“I, I can’t. Winter, I can’t think of anything.”

“What, who are you talking to besides me, huh?”

The assassin’s eyes swept around the area in circles.

【I’ll teach you. Look. Just follow what I draw- Tiya, Tiya! Look here!】

Winter shouted at the top of his voice, but Tiya’s gaze wouldn’t move from the tip of the assassin’s dagger.

The dagger in her hand gradually pierced through the sand barrier, almost reaching Tiya.

And the next moment.

Thunk.

Finally, when the dagger broke through the sand barrier and dug just slightly into Tiya’s skin.

“Jarek, devour her.”

With a low voice, a massive sandstorm erupted around Tiya like an explosion.

“Urgh!”

With a choking sound, the weight pressing down on Tiya’s body disappeared.

As Tiya hurriedly got up, she saw the assassin being swallowed by the Sand Marsh. Soon the assassin disappeared into the Sand Marsh without even managing to scream.

Then quiet silence descended. No, it wasn’t complete silence.

Crunch.

She could hear the sound of footsteps on sand that had somehow piled up all around. Tiya turned her head toward where the sound came from.

And she came face to face with him. Shurkha, whose hair and clothes were completely disheveled as if he had rushed here in a hurry.

Tiya just blinked with a dazed expression.

Then she tried to get up by supporting herself on the ground, but her legs were shaky and she couldn’t stand properly at all.

“Ah, Papa. I think my legs are broken. I can’t put any strength in them.”

Shurkha clicked his tongue and approached Tiya. When Tiya spread both arms wide, Shurkha naturally picked up his daughter and examined Tiya’s condition for a while.

“You’re in terrible shape.”

A disappointing scolding. As always, a cold voice without even a fragment of emotion showing through.

But strangely, those words made her feel relieved, and Tiya burst into the tears she had been holding back.

“I, I was scared.”

That’s right, she had been really, really scared.

“I, I was r-really scared! Waaahhhhh!”

Tiya buried her head in Shurkha’s embrace and began crying her heart out.

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