I clenched my teeth so that the shock of the impact wouldnât blow away my consciousness.
Since I had cast Safe Protection beforehand, the damage wasnât that great, but if I were to receive it directly, I wouldnât have been as lucky.
As soon as I touched the ground, I stepped back and once again cast Safe Protection upon myself.
Her father didnât seem like he intended to attack from the other side, so I concluded that a long chant posed no problem.
ăWhatâs wrong? I canât hand over Lydia if youâre only at that level. ă
He said that and beckoned me toward him from the other side.
How am I supposed to deal with his speed?
Nonetheless, if he shows even higher speed, than the burden on my body will be too much.
While I was meditating, I was surrounded by thoughts, but it seemed like I wouldnât have any chance winning in close combat.
Iâll try to mix magic here.
While running across, I cast Blue Bullet, and fired several tens of water b.a.l.l.s to a.s.sault the father.
Each of the water b.a.l.l.sâ hits were synchronized with the movements of Lydiaâs father, and yet he narrowly dodged them all.
How does such a huge body move like that?
ăRed Sphere, Lockă
I predicted where his movements would land, and laid a Red Sphere.
However, at the moment of the orb of fireâs impact, he had brandished his arms.
ăHaa! ă
He knocked it back with all of the strength he possessed.
His fist broke through the flame and the ball was shattered right down the middle, completely disappearing.
His arm was a little burnt but there didnât seem to be much damage.
Oi oi, breaking magic with the law of physics, isnât that absurd?
I have seen skilled adventures who used a weapon to clear away magic, but this was the first time I saw someone do it with their bare hands!
I have been found out. Iâm certain of it. Lydiaâs father noticed me hiding in the shadow of the flickering ruins of the flaming Red Ball. Itâs too late. In this moment, he is about to kick this area.
(Time Square!)
In an instant, time was suspended. I thrust my arm to his kick. I was lucky I made it with the timing of the kick. While I was being impressed, I chanted Sleep Code. The time suspension canceled, and his eyes became blank.
Sleep Code: a magic to forcibly bestow a sleep condition.
Typically, with this magic, you wouldnât receive any effects unless at point-blank range, the person affected was looking at the casterâs eyes and hearing the casterâs chant. However, if the spell is cast against a person who doesnât have any magical power, then it is certain that the person will fall into a sleeping state.
There are many weak points, but if I use Time Square, itâs possible to use this spell during actual combat.
While I collided with the wall towards which I was kicked, her father fell on his knees almost simultaneously.
When I pulled out my head, which was buried in the wall, fragments of the wall lightly fell around me.
ăItâs Zephâs win~!ă
Milly raised one hand and proclaimed my victory.
ăIyaa! I lost! I lost! As expected of Zeph-kun, the man I antic.i.p.ated. If itâs you, then I can entrust Lydiaâs safety to you with peace of mind! ă
Her fatherâs good mood was apparent. He was laughing lively. *Gahaha*
What?! I thought he didnât want Lydia to go at any cost, but because I won, he was easily sending her out?
I donât understand this guy.
ăSheâs in the room on the second floor, so do whatever youâd like. I wonât mind. ă
ăWeâll be waiting downstairs. ă
Her father showed me a face with unknown meaning behind it. Although I had questions, I climbed up to the second floor and knocked on the door that seemed to be Lydiaâs.
ăAre you there, Lydia? I beat your dad. He has given you his permission to go to the capital. ă
ăEh, you beat my dad!? For real!?ă
ăAah, itâs just as you said. He really was strong. ă
He was a formidable opponent. If I hadnât strengthened my speed four-fold, I probably would not have been successful.
ăWell now, whatâs with standing around talking through the door? Can I come in? Lydia? ă
ăWaa! No No NO! You still canât enter, no~! ă
Lydiaâs voice sounded like she had somewhat given up.
Which reminds me, her father did say that he had Lydia locked up, but is this related to that?
I opened the door without turning the key. Could it be that sheâs tied up?
I opened the door and entered Lydiaâs room. There was Lydiaâs figure in the corner of the room, wrapped up in the futon and crouching.
Well, itâs not exactly a particularly strange state to be in.
Lydia looked at me with a troubled face, and laughed.
ăTh⌠thanks for coming to rescue me⌠ă
ăOf course I would. Youâre our comrade after all. ă
ăZeph-chi⌠ă
ăHey, letâs go. ă
ăItâs⌠itâs no good! Iâll go afterwards, ok? ă
When I approached Lydia after she said that, her face was bright red for some reason. She quickly rejected me.
ăWhat could it possibly be? ă
ăDonât worry! Iâll come laterrr~ ă
ăWhat are you so embarra.s.sed about? Itâs fine, so come on. ă
ăWaiâŚKyaaaa!? ă
When I grabbed Lydiaâs futon and forcibly pulled it up, Lydia instantly closed her eyes in resignation.
What came out after pulling off the futon was Lydia, wearing a pure white dress.
The dress had a long skirt arranged with shining silver ornaments. Around her neck hung a jeweled necklace.
Where did she get the appearance of a princess?
I was captivated by Lydia, who usually dressed in a totally different way.
ă⌠Itâs weird, right? Thatâs why I didnât want to be seen like this. Dad⌠made me wear it⌠ă
Lydia turned bright red as she muttered these words.
ăNo, No. Itâs not that strange. Rather, it looks good on you. Youâre beautiful, Lydia. ă
ăâŚReally? ă
Lydia looked like she doubted my fascination with her. She continued to stare at me.
Perhaps I sounded like I was lying, because Lydia seemed suspicious.
ăIâm not lying. ă(Zeph)
ăMuu⌠ă(Lydia)
As she wasnât used to being told such, Lydia was still doubtful. She covered her chest with her hand and turned to the side to avoid looking in front of herself. Is simply wearing clothes that you usually donât wear that embarra.s.sing?
However, she slowly became a little more accustomed to the idea and sat on the bed.
ăMy dad; He said that since Zeph-chi would come to rescue me, I needed to change my clothes and wait in my room just like a captured princess would wait for her princeâŚă
I began thinking back on what her father was saying before that I hadnât understood. This is probably what her father was saying.
ăYour father is surprisingly romantic, huh?ă
ăAahaha! Maybe thatâs true. He seems like he has a splendid romantic side. My mother died a long time ago, but he never chose to remarry. ă
While that may be true, making Lydia dress this way and locking her up is extremely bothersome.
ăStill, I was watching Zeph-chiâs fight from up here, but I think I understand the sentiment. Iâm⌠a little moved. Itâs a joyful thing; a boy coming to rescue me. ă
ăDonât worry about it. Rescuing a comrade is to be expected. ă
ă⌠Yeah, Zeph-chi is always like that. ă
I was a little embarra.s.sed by Lydiaâs modest words.
In order to hide my embarra.s.sment, I turned my back toward her.
ăCome on, letâs hurry up and go! I said that everyoneâs waiting. ă
ăThatâs true. Ah, Zeph-chi, wait! ă
I turned around when Lydia called out, and felt a soft sensation on my lips.
Right before my eyes was Lydia bending down to match my height.
ăâŚThanks! ă
Lydia smiled sweetly as she thanked me, and went down the stairs.
Continuing with the story, while everyone was making fun of Lydiaâs charming figure, her father brought me to an inner room and bowed his head.
ăI entrust Lydia to you, Zeph-kun! She has an irresponsible side to her, but sheâs a good daughter. ă
ăI know, Iâll definitely protect Lydia, so rest a.s.sured. ă
ăI thought you would say so! ă
*Gahaha* Her father laughed heartily.
Regardless of his antics, heâs a good person.
ăBy the way Zeph-kun, I wouldnât mind if you called me âDad.â ă