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CH. 79 — SPIRIT MANA ROElisha entered the green room.
Except for the entrance she had passed through, the three sides were filled with jade embracing the stones.
In the empty space in the middle where a couple of people could stand, Elisha looked around and reached out her hand.
It felt cool to the touch.
Is it only as far as my eyes can see? Or are there more inside? Elisha thought it should be the latter.
It was a mess outside, perhaps even similar to hell. But here inside, it was silent all around.
An indifferent beauty with silver hair standing alone in the green space would’ve made a great picture.
“Ah, I wouldn’t say things like this to our consort if I could, but I don’t think anyone will believe me even if I go to them and say that you are the 2nd Consort. By now, your hair has bleached to gray, some people may even say that they’ve misunderstood when they saw and claimed you are the 2nd Consort.”
First of all, her hair was so tangled and dirty in the soil dust that the original color could not be seen, and the bruises on her face had not yet disappeared.
If she had claimed to be the 2nd Consort earlier outside, those people would have continued to shoot arrows without paying attention to it, let alone accepting it as a bad joke.
“What I have to prove is not the fact that I’m the 2nd Consort.”
Elisha placed her palm on the jade, which she had only traced with her fingertips.
“Look outside. Don’t let anyone in.”
At Elisha’s words, Shamir’s eyes narrowed. It was obvious that he was thinking about what else the consort was trying to do.
Elisha paid no more attention to him and focused on the jade.
Syuaak!
The energy from the jade resonated with Elisha.
What was here was nature itself. The energy that had not yet been touched by humans. Pure, yet so free.
How much of it could be extracted, and how much her body could withstand. She would only know if she tried.
A flash of green light poured down on Elisha.
The arrow rain had completely stopped. The only place in the basin untouched by arrows was around the exit where the mercenaries had formed ranks before.
Half of the mercenaries were left at the exit, the other half were on horseback and spread out through the basin, and if there was any sign of life, they pressed it down with their horse’s hoof without hesitation and swung their crescent-shaped sword.
“They’ll be here soon.”
Their position was hard to notice if seen from above, however, would it be possible to just pass through this hole if the enemies came from forward?
Shamir wanted to stick his head out to check, but there was no place to hide his body because there was no curvature inside.
[T/N: I seriously have no idea what the place they’re at right now looks like. I thought it was a deep cave before.]
“I can’t believe our consort is still looking at jewelry at times like this. I guess you like jewels so much. If I make money later, I’ll buy you a lot of jewelry.”
Humming to himself, Shamir gripped his weapon tightly in his hand.
If only one or two came, he thought he could finish them silently. After that, someone pulled the hem of Shamir’s robe from behind. Shamir looked back with a smile.
“What is it? Is there anything more fun than seeing enemies with swords in front of you? If there isn’t, you’ll be in big trouble.”
“That’s, that’s
”
Taro hesitated, and Shamir soon understood why he was doing this.
Paaah!
The green light that was leaking from inside came down to the place where Shamir was, which was the entrance.
“This is fun. This won’t put you in big trouble, but we’ll be in trouble with other things.”
Shamir said as he watched the green light spread out to the outside of the entrance. It was as a green carpet was laid on the bottom of the basin.
“What’s that?”
Neiiigh!
The mercenaries walking around on horseback shout in surprise. As the color in front of them changed, the horses were also confused and lost their way.
“It spread from the other side!”
Someone pointed to the side of Elisha’s party and said.
“This is the first time I can do something properly for our consort except to bring rice. If I can’t do this, my abilities should be completely questioned.”
The entrance was narrow, so no matter how many mercenaries were there, the number of people who could enter was limited.
Since they can’t ride their horses in, I should be able to hold them off for a bit, right?
Shamir was thinking.
Jjeojeok! Jjeok!
There was a terrifying sound behind his back, coming from the inside.
“Our consort, no matter how brave I think I was, I think I’m a bit scared now.”
Not a single thing went as expected, and when one hurdle was overcome, something bigger and more amazing came.
It was completely scary and enough to give one goosebump.
Rocks split and the floor shook.
“G-Goddess, we have to go out!”
Dahil shouted and reached out her hand, but a stone fell in front of her and she couldn’t reach Elisha. Taro felt it was a pity, but if they delayed, they would all be crushed to death by rocks here.
Thud! Thud!
The cave collapsed from the inside. Following the two of them, Shamir also flew outside without any choice.
Kwaang!
As soon as Shamir exited, the entrance closed. It was completely covered with large and small pieces of rock that had fallen, so full that no one could enter.
A thick layer of raging dust filled the surroundings and then disappeared. As the cause of the green light disappeared, the surrounding area became an ordinary battlefield again.
Dirty, full of blood and flesh, and enemies ahead. All of this was incomprehensible, but one thing was certain: Enemies surrounded the three and drew their swords.
“What’s going on!?”
One of them asked. Unfortunately, their opponent was just like that.
Not the type to answer anything smoothly.
“Yeah. I wish I knew what was going on.”
Shamir shrugged his shoulders, but the mercenary leader who remained at the exit approached this way.
“You’re alive.”
“Since we’re seeing each other again, let me ask. Are you really of the pro-Kran Kingdom faction? The Heb tribe or the Daren tribe?”
Both are the main tribes on their side.
The mercenary commander looked down at him without answering.
“Par!”
No one knew if they came down from the rocky slope or if they had been waiting to enter separately, but a new group appeared from the exit. A middle-aged man at the forefront of them shouted, and the mercenary commander turned around. The middle-aged man waved his hand and told him to stop, and took action himself.
Shamir’s voice was heard.
“Oh, Par. That’s the name of the leader of the Heb tribe.”
“So?”
Par, who responded without even looking at him, then stared at Shamir and opened his mouth.
“What was the green light a while ago?”
“Aren’t you wondering if Aran was using only Laoman to pressure you after learning about what you were about to do but gave up? Or did you just go out of your way and do this only because of Laoman?”
It couldn’t have been a proper conversation because all the questions were answered with questions. Par realized that it was very inviting, but he wouldn’t bite the offer. One should not forget the history of many tribes trying to convince each other of their cause, but rather suffering a lot. Besides, an enemy’s mouth was really dangerous.
The Heb tribe said that it would be the former, and the Daren tribe prepared this plan, saying that it would be the latter, but the result was the same anyway, so there was no difficulty in proceeding. The ending was also what everyone wanted. But, as if reading his thoughts, Shamir looked up at him, who was on horseback.
As if it were really like that.
Par raised his weapon, but there was a loud noise in the direction where the middle-aged man was heading.
“Hyeokh!”
Ppeok!
When he turned around, he saw two men, bloody and so messed up, holding the middle-aged man’s arms one by one, spreading them apart.
Familiar faces with huge bodies.
“Aren’t you dead?”
Shamir was amazed. No matter how much Aran and Laoman were, how did they survive the rain of arrows?
The answer was probably because they gave the flesh of their horse as a meat shield instead and covered themselves with the corpses of their own people in several layers.
Their swiftness that had performed it, and their patience to wait for someone who could be used as a hostage to appear while holding their breath even after all of their tribe died, was not something that anyone could imitate.
In addition, they were in a situation where the enemy had been taking control of the surroundings and stabbing the dead bodies once more.
Aran and Laoman held the blades left and right around the middle-aged man’s neck and pulled him hard as if he were their own, so screams came out of the middle-aged man’s mouth continuously.
Aran and Laoman had no intention of cooperating with each other. They hated each other like enemies, so how could they do that?
But their tribesmen were slaughtered in front of their eyes. They couldn’t be caught showing their ugly sides before their enemies, so they just pressed their egos down for a while.
Aran grabbed the middle-aged man, who was a clear key figure, and was about to move toward the exit when he found Shamir looking at him from the other side.
“What about you?”
Laoman was also looking at Shamir.
“Let’s go together!”
When Laoman called, Aran’s face distorted. Then, as if thinking about something, he softened his complexion and opened his mouth.
“We will clear up any misunderstanding later. Shamir, come.”
At Aran’s words, this time, Laoman’s forehead was the one with wrinkles. Well, whether they had wrinkles or not, Shamir didn’t care.
Par’s eyes hardened when it seemed like things were going in the wrong direction. If he didn’t step up and offer Aran’s head to the chieftain of the Daren tribe himself, it would’ve been over already!
From the exit, opposite Par’s, who was trying to calm down, view, Suha hung a bow on the bowstring. He was one of the most talented guys.
Even though Par saw it clearly, he raised his hand without intending to stop him, and Suha pulled the bow hard at his gesture.
Tung!
When the bowstring was released, an arrow was fired and flew to Aran.
On the side where Laoman was, a warrior who lowered his body and rushed jumped from the bottom and stretched out his sword.
As a result, Aran turned around and avoided the arrow, but Laoman was unlucky.
“Hyeokh!”
Dark red liquid poured down from the side cut from the bottom to the top.
Not a second too late, Aran pulled the middle-aged man towards him and hugged him from behind. Laoman, who was injured and became a burden, was thrown away.
Now that only Aran was left, Par, who was thinking about how to deal with him, remembered what he had forgotten for a moment. Par pointed his finger at Shamir and the unknown couple.
“Kill them.”
However, the subordinates did not listen to him and only stared at him. Par frowned, not knowing why

Peurung! Peururrung!
His subordinates were shaking and crying, perhaps because they noticed it first. Only then did Par realize that the land he was standing on was rising.
When he froze, not knowing what had happened, the ground he was standing on was torn left and right.
“Ah, aaaaagh!”
Par didn’t even know he was screaming. And the ground only split for a brief moment before stopping. That caused more fear.
“What? What was that?”
The intruders stood at the edge of the deep pit that was still open and looked down.
“How deep is it?”
No one knew.
One of the chieftains was gone, and the other was a hostage. When Aran felt this was an opportunity and was about to move, the warrior who had just fired his bow from the exit shouted.
“Calm down! Lord Matari will be here soon!”
Then, he aimed an arrow at Aran. But once again, the ground shook like a wave, and the hole widened from side to side, and this time as a group of warriors plummeted down, their complexions turned white.
“What is this? A monster!? Come out! Come out and fight proudly!”
The collapsed cave behind Shamir began to roar as if in response to the voice resounding in the quiet space.
The stones rattled, and the dust scattered as if the cave was breathing.
Dgruuu. Tuk!
Small stones rolled in all directions, bumped into someone, and bounced off. Then, after a moment.
Kwaaang!
Stream of water rushed up with a roar. A woman was standing on it. Her hair was still dirty and lost its color, and her face swelled up, preventing anyone from reminiscing about her beautiful original appearance.
Regardless, she was the 2nd Consort. No one could deny that fact.
Elisha looked down. She was indifferent and arrogant as a goddess.