From the top of the walls of Borderzard, adventurers fired arrows and spells at the approaching monsters.
ăSecond volley, hurry up!ă
ăDamn it! It doesnât look like their numbers are decreasing.ă
ăStop complaining! Weâll just have to do what we can!ă
Dark Night Wolves slipped through the rain of arrows. Forest Barbarians extinguished the fireballs with a swing of their arms. The adventurersâ attacks didnât seem to be working. But there was nothing else they could do.
ăHang in there! We have to hold this place until dawn!ă
The sun was slowly going down. In the evening glow, the citizens of Borderzard were beginning to evacuate. The adventurersâ task was to buy time for that. A lot of the residents preferred to stay, fixated on their properties. As a matter of fact, only half of the population agreed to evacuate. Even then, moving two thousand people overnight was a huge task. Right now, the other gate â the side facing away from the forest â was jammed with people.
ăTheyâre climbing up!ă
The first Green Wolf had finally climbed over the dry moat and slipped through the fences, its forelegs now on the wall.
ăO-O-Over here too! Ahh!ă
A Forest Barbarian destroyed the fences.
ăItâs overâŠă
The plan was to reduce their numbers while they were still far away with long-range attacks. Adventurers would then take to the field to clean up the rest. But if they could manage to do that, they wouldnât have had to retreat in the first place. If these were ordinary, weak monsters, the case wouldâve long been closed inside the forest â they wouldnât be in this mess right now.
It wasnât as though they didnât plan things thoroughly. But it was the only strategy they could come up with given their limited resources. They lacked time to prepare as well. After all, never before had swarms of monsters rushed out of the forest like this.
ăF-Fall back!ă
Then just when the front lines were crumbling, a Mage appeared out of nowhere, standing on top of the wall. The girl, with her hood pulled over her eyes, started chanting.
ăOâ Spirit, heed my call. A raging fire is what I desire. Fire to burn down all living things, all creation, even the laws of the universe!ă
No one seemed to have noticed where she came from.
ăDance, Spirit!ă
For a moment, the monsters stopped moving, perplexed by the swelling mass of mana.
ăI offer you my mana, so sing, Spirit!ă
An incredibly huge magic circle appeared in the air. From it, red raging flames, brighter than the setting sun, emerged.
ăTake back our once pure world and burn everything down to ashes.ă
An ordinary Mage would collapse after expending such enormous amount of mana. They might not even finish the spell. Yet the girl continued her chant, her sonorous voice resounding through the battlefield.
ăFlame Gospel!ă
With a sound like glass breaking, the magic circle shattered to pieces. The heat from the raging ball of flame was so intense that it stung the cheeks of the gaping adventurers watching the scene at a distance. The fireball dropped in the middle of a group of ten Forest Barbarians. The moment it hit, the ground trembled, and a hot, gust of wind swept across the field.
ăWaaaahhh?!ă
ăOh, crap!ă
ăWh-Whatâs going on?!ă
The flames formed a vortex, burning monsters within its reach â humanoids, beasts, plant-type â every single kind set ablaze. When the flames died, a hint of fear resided in the eyes of the monsters.
ăN-Nowâs our chance! Attack!ă
The first to come to his senses was Borderzardâs guildmaster.
ăAttack now while theyâre still in shock! Anyone close to the Mage, protect them! After using that much mana, they should beâă
Everyone started moving, following the guildmasterâs instructions. But they froze in awe⊠and dread.
ăOâ Spirit, heed my call. A raging fire is what I desire. Fire to burn down all living things, all creation, even the laws of the universe!ă
The Mage began chanting her second shot. A huge magic circle emerged above her.
ăSh-She can still fire another one?ă
ăWho cares how many times they can shoot?!ăAn adventurer answered the guildmasterâs question.ăLetâs just let her do her thing! Anyone nearby should move right away! We need to drive away the monsters that made it to the wall!ă
A young lady with rich, lustrous hair in pigtails gave the order. The first to recognize her were the adventurers from Ponsonia.
ăItâs the Four Stars of the East! Rank B adventurers! We have a chance to win now!ă
Life returned to the adventurersâ faces upon hearing the words ârank Bâ. But the black-haired girl, Selica Tanoue, frowned.
ăMove! Now! We lose if even one of these things enter the town!ă
The adventurers responded quickly. In the meantime, the second Flame Gospel was being lobbed to a cluster of monsters.
Who is that girl? Even I canât use a spell that powerful!
Selica glanced at the mysterious Mage. With the hood pulled over their head, she couldnât see their face. And for some strange reason, whenever she lost focus for a bit, when the Mage wasnât using their spell, it felt like she would lose sight of the girl â despite the fact that she just stood there on top of the wall.
She must have a magic item that blocks perception! Selica guessed. I have to talk to her after this. Selica then searched for a place with few monsters so she could use her own spells as well.
Her party leader, Selyse Lande, had already jumped down from the wall and charged straight into the horde of monsters. Supporting her was Sarah, shooting arrows at monsters in Selyseâs blindspot. Her skill with the bow was as splendid as always.
The last member of the Four Stars of the East, Sophie Bloomfield, was in town to treat the wounded.
ăI wonât be bested!ă
With the appearance of these key characters, the tide of battle was beginning to turn.
Nation of Jarazack, Forestia. Around the same time.
Claude Zahard Kirihal and Luka Lordgrad Ludancia were at the biggest manor located in a town that was formerly a metropolis. The manor itself was once a castle. Accompanying them were Mikhail and Ivan.
A huge door stood before them. Slowly, it opened.
ăGuests from Scholarzard have arrived.ăa servant announced.
Claude scanned the room, which was once an audience chamber. Soft carpet covered the floor, and a large, yet plain chair sat at the center. Facing it were four chairs, where they would most likely be seated. The master of the manor was already sitting on the big chair.
ăMikhail! Long time no see! Ivan too! Youâve grown bigger!ă
ăLord Alexis. I apologize I canât visit often as Iâm busy teaching.ă
ăIâm not a kid anymore, Boss. I wonât grow any bigger.ă
Alexei grinned, probably happy to hear himself referred to as âBossâ. His rugged features gave him a villainous look.
Whoa⊠Professor Mikhail is just as strong as this guy? Yeah, right. This isnât what I expected at all! Claude thought.
Alexei stood up and embraced Mikhail and Ivan. The man was over two meters tall, his chest wide. As expected from the nation of martial arts, I guess.
The most terrifying part was his face.
He looks like he eats kids for breakfast!
The man turned his attention towards Claude.
ăI see. So this is the man you talked about, Ivan.ă
ăYes.ă
Ivan looked like an underling in Alexeiâs gang. Claude gulped.
ăMy name is Claude Zahard Kirihal. I came here to ask you, the strongest man in Jarazack, a favor.ă
Mustering all his courage, Claude walked forward. About a meter away from Alexei, he stopped and fixed his gaze on the face of the boss.
ăWeâll have to see if youâre worthy enough to ask me a favor.ă
ăI understand.ă
ăClaude is strong. Right now, out of ten matches, I could barely win one fight.ăMikhail said.
ăWow!ăthe boss exclaimed, looking even happier.ăEver since you left, Mikhail, I trained even harder. As a result, no one in Jarazack could defeat me anymore. Thereâs no way you can beat me now!ăhe told the professor.
ăI can sense the aura around you has changed.ăMikhail said.ăBrace yourself, Claude. Heâs not the Lord Alexei I know anymore.ă