A Transmigrator’s Privilege-Chapter 228

Hespenril Duke took a few statue-like poses facing the onlookers before coming to his senses.

He then commanded the knights of the Duchy stationed in the rear.

"My attack is wide-ranging, but its path is linear, so it has its limits. Handle any demons that slip through."

"Yes, Your Grace!"

As soon as he heard the loyal reply, the Duke clenched his fists.

He then began to unleash a barrage of punches into the air in front of him, striking it as though it were a sandbag.

<Screeeech!>

<Quaaaack!>

Demons outside of fifty meters dissolved into nothingness.

The Duke's power, emitting aura, reached all the way to the central plaza, periodically sweeping away demons that had just appeared.

In fact, it wasn’t an exaggeration to say that Duke Hespenril single-handedly took care of more than half of the demon army.

The knights observing the scene thought to themselves.

‘The demons can’t even get close to here, let alone slip through...?’

They were left with nothing to do and sulked.

As such, the northern street was extremely safe because it was entrusted to Duke Hespenril.

Meanwhile, the defense of the eastern street was handled by Eltea.

"How dare these filthy demons crawl out like this?"

A knight with pink hair, holding a spear in her right hand and a javelin in her left, was fiercely thrashing the demons on her own.

With perfect grace, she dove into enemy lines, drawing sharp circles with the two spears.

Demons were cut down by the dazzling aura.

The Duchy’s knights were deeply impressed by Eltea's overwhelming prowess.

"Just as expected, Your Grace!"

"Indeed, the future of Hespenril is bright!"

"Loalty, loyalty."

"Stop chatting and cut down one more demon!"

"Yes, Your Grace!"

At that moment, the S-Class boss, Grim Reaper Lord, emerged again from the gate. It tried to break through the defensive line without engaging with the knights.

"Your Grace!"

"Understood! Fall back!"

Upon hearing the knights' call for help, Eltea immediately responded. She adjusted her grip on the spear and javelin and leapt into the air.

Boom!

The two spears collided with the giant scythe of the Grim Reaper.

Eltea fought with the resolve to never let it pass.

The reason was...

"Do you think I’ll let you touch my husband? Huh?"

The eastern street she defended also served as the path to the Golden Ivory Tower.

Currently, a temporary treatment center had been set up in the courtyard in front of the Golden Ivory Tower for patients suffering from the poisonous green smoke.

Since alchemists were also professionals in the medical field, their roles were crucial at this point.

Leonard Rodeline, in particular, was even more so.

"This is the plague my daughter was worried about."

Leonard mumbled, covering his mouth and nose with cloth.

Leonard had spent some time preparing a plague cure using Elephantipes herbs with his beloved daughter.

He had made several prototypes in advance, and once the plague broke out, he planned to select the most effective one and refine it into its final form.

Had the disaster occurred later as it did in the original work, with Dungeon Drain happening as a sign of Walpurgis Night and Dungeon Burst occurring a week later, he would have been able to respond sufficiently.

However, the disaster came much earlier, and the time interval between Dungeon Drain and Dungeon Burst was short.

A response was impossible.

‘I’ve figured out that the 47th serum is the most suitable for treatment...’

The key ingredient for the cure, the Elephantipes herb, was located in the Gillette Domain.

Now, with the space transfer stone blocked, Leonard had to focus on mass treatment with the potions circulating in the Duchy.

Leonard looked at Hilde, who was treating a child beside him.

"Hilde, is the divine power effective?"

Hilde, with her Cardinal-level 7th rank divine power, looked frustrated and on the verge of tears.

"It’s not working. I can’t do it...”

"Not even with the 7th rank...?”

"I’m sorry... I’m unable to help..."

"Hilde, stop. You’re doing great. Don’t be upset. Let’s try our best, okay?"

"Professor Leonard..."

Perhaps it was the tenderness of his words, but Leonard’s comforting touch only made Hilde tremble even more.

Just as Leonard was about to gently embrace Hilde's quivering shoulders... 𝚏𝐫𝚎𝗲𝕨𝐞𝐛𝕟𝚘𝐯𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝗺

Swish!

"...!"

An ominous sound pierced the air. A demon bat from the demonic realm had broken through the eastern street’s defense line.

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"Gah!"

The bat, with its mouth wide open, darted towards Leonard at high speed.

Just as its sharp fangs aimed for Leonard’s neck...

Wham!

Hilde struck the bat with her divine-powered fist.

The bat flew far away and bounced four times off the rooftops before disappearing from sight.

"Are you alright, Professor?"

"Uh, th-thank you, Hilde."

"It’s nothing."

"That was amazing. How did you do that just now?"

"I used the martial arts taught by Duke to channel divine power into it..."

"Impressive. Very cool."

Hilde shyly smiled, standing up.

"It seems like the fighting is fierce up ahead. May I go help Eltea and the knights for a bit... I’ll also assist with healing..."

"Mm, yes. Be careful and come back soon, Hilde."

"Yes, Professor!"

As Hilde walked away, Leonard waved his hand.

Suddenly, he thought to himself.

‘I’m the only one who can’t fight...’

He felt an inexplicable sense of isolation.

The remaining two streets were the western and southern streets. Those were guarded by Prinz, Raywin, and the Silver Fortress Knights.

Two men in royal knights' uniforms led the charge, cutting down demons.

Seeing the endless flood of enemies, Prinz shouted.

"Raywin! Get out through the west gate and head to the palace!"

"What are you saying, Prinz? With Feronsa in this state, how am I supposed to escape alone?!"

"Hilde said earlier. Before leaving for her journey, she foresaw today’s events. She said that all nations would be in danger."

"What? So...?"

Raywin, smashing a skeleton with his hilt, looked at Prinz in shock.

Prinz deflected an incoming attack from the side and continued speaking.

"Yes, it’s possible that Wilhelron and other kingdoms are in a similar state. Go and confirm it."

Since Prinz was the Duke’s grandson and Bianca was here, he naturally had to stay behind and defend Feronsa.

"Alright, Prinz. I’ll check it and come back immediately."

Raywin nodded heavily, turned, and left.

"Haah."

There wasn’t much time to admire his friend’s back.

Prinz took a deep breath and refocused on the battlefield.

"Come on, then!"

The sword wrapped in aura traced a brilliant arc. The battle in the western street continued.

And finally, the southern street.

Iphail, Hestio, and Ash were handling defense there, and it was relatively quieter.

"Why do I feel like fewer demons are coming this way? Is it just me?"

"My senses say the same, Iphail-hyung."

"An assassin’s senses, huh? I believe it."

"Hestio-hyung, you’re too kind..."

While casually exchanging words, Iphail and Ash kept stabbing, slashing, stomping, and kicking demons without stopping.

Hestio was busy applying weakening skills to the surrounding enemies.

"It’s a good thing for us, but what do you think is going on?"

"I’m not sure, Ash. Maybe because we’re behind the gate?"

"Even considering that, it seems there are fewer enemies, Hestio-hyung."

Ash and Hestio thought it over but couldn’t come to an answer.

That’s when Iphail, who had been carelessly swinging his sword, suddenly came up with a plausible idea.

"Could it be because there’s a church behind us?"

"Oh?"

"Ohhh?"

About a hundred meters behind where the three men were, stood the Church of St. Agnes.

In fact, Iphail’s guess was quite close to the truth.

The Church of St. Agnes was the first branch of the Order of Lanyen, equivalent in status to the Holy Office of the Order of the Holy Kingdom.

Even without a holy artifact, it functioned as a holy site, blessed by the real deity, 'The Word-Maker.'

But that’s not all. The church also housed many sacred relics, given by the deities of the Divine Administration Bureau during their last foundation ceremony.

Golden communion sets.

Vessels that never ran out of holy oil.

A cash donation box that automatically replenished donations.

Handcrafted lily wreaths.

The sacred relics placed around the church radiated divine energy.

Among them, the handcrafted lily wreath adorning the church’s roof cross was especially effective.

It had a function similar to a mosquito repellent that drove out malevolent beings.

For that reason, the southern street had been more relaxed. But still, they couldn’t be completely relieved.

"Even if we keep slaying them, they never stop."

"Yeah, I’m getting tired of this, hyung."

"When will this end? At this rate, I’ll run out of divine power."

The battle was turning into a war of attrition, and as humans with limited stamina, they couldn’t help but feel anxious.

Then it happened.

Screeeee!

An eerie scream like that of a haunted city echoed across Feronsa. The ominous signs scraped at their eardrums.

Those scattered around the streets looked toward the central plaza. It was then.

Thud!

From the gate, dark shadows leaped into the night sky.

They were the silhouettes of monstrous creatures, resembling a mass of darkness cut out from pitch black.

<Kiyaaaak!>

The dark silhouettes flew and screeched eerily as if they had lives of their own.

There were thirteen of them. They flew across the sky and began to vomit black flames onto the ground.

Fwoooosh!

The ground below was defenseless against the breath raining down from the sky. The central plaza turned into a hell filled with black sulfur flames in an instant.

"Ughhh! It’s so hot!"

"The flames are pushing forward!"

The black flames covered the front-line knights and pushed the defensive line backward.

Some knights tried to shoot their aura into the sky to take down the shadow creatures.

But the mid-level experts didn’t have the range or power to do enough damage.

Moreover, the shadow creatures were fast and agile like birds of prey.

At that moment, the shadow creatures began preparing to unleash another hellish breath.

"Gah...!"

"No, don’t!"

Everyone scattered across the main streets turned pale.

Feronsa’s forces were mostly aura users, and as confirmed earlier, they were vulnerable to airborne enemies.

Of course, there were exceptions.

"Hrrrgh!"

Duke Hespenril, guarding the northern street, immediately moved.

It was time for the aura master to take action.