Otome Game no Heroine de Saikyou Survival-Chapter 65

Assassins’ Guild Strategy (4)

“Gaaaahhh!!”

With a cry that shook the entire guild, which was a former mine, the unleashed Executioner Gord attacked Combat Madness Sharga.

*Gakiiiiiinnn!!

Gord’s claws clashed with Sharga’s halberd, producing an intense metallic sound and scarlet sparks.

“Gord! Damn you, Sage! Make him calm down!!”

Sharga shouted into the passage, dealing with Gord’s attack like a giant hammer.

But no one heard his voice. Even in an emergency like this, there was no way anyone would go near this section where Gord was caged.

I had been hiding in this compartment ever since I broke into the guild.

The reason was that this was a good spot to hide, where other members seldom went near, but my main goal was to free Gord the Executioner.

Despite his deformed appearance, Gord was probably formerly human.

I assumed that he was more like a combat chimera, created by the forest elf sorcerer Sage with the use of magical spells and drugs.

I did not know if Gord had any memories of being human, any intelligence, or even any emotion left in him. Gord, whose brain had been invaded by drugs and had turned into a beast, was bound by a curse to even be free.

Sage made Gord not only because of the guild’s request, but also because of his rivalry with my Master, a dark elf sorcerer.

That did not mean that I sympathize with what happened to Gord. But–

Don’t you hate it when these people have done such things to you? Don’t you hate them?

Whispering these words, I took my time to slowly break the curse of Gord and neutralize as much of the drug as I could.

Of course, this was no easy task.

The spells I learned from my master were a technique of typing simple spirit words written with one’s own magic power into a specific magic element itself and activating the effect when it came into contact with the target creature’s magic power.

Compared to other magic arts, this technique was less efficient and was beginning to fall into disuse, but once it was activated, it was semi-permanently effective with the magic power of the cursed target.

The only way to break the curse was to read the command from the cursed magical element and cancel it by using conflicting spirit words.

The only thing I could do was to cancel the curse by using spirit language that corresponded to the pattern that seemed to be the command form.

I was only able to offset two words. Although I was unable to cancel the curse itself, I could still nullify most of the spells that bound Gord.

All that remained was to find a bait to break the last remaining fetters.

The bait was… an object of hatred.

So, I called in the top members of the guild who would unknowingly be acting as bait for me.

“Gooooooooooooh!!”

“Gaaaaaahhh!!”

Gord’s attack, which was nearly three meters in height, was met by a dwarf only half that size, his muscles bulging.

Both Sharga and Gord had Rank 4 fighting strength, but Gord’s strength was more than that of a Rank 5 due to the effects of drugs and curses.

Even Sharga, who was known as a fighting maniac, would not be able to match Gord’s strength at this point.

But… were you guys okay with that?

“Oww! You!”

The blade of the pendulum, whose trajectory had been changed by thread manipulation, sliced through a gap in the armor of Sharga, who had been fighting Gord.

“What’s the matter, Combat Maniac? Is that all you’ve got?”

Combat Maniac… there must have been something in the dwarf’s past that led him to be called such.

Sharga was not an assassin. He was the only one in the guild who never kept his presence out of sight, always training as if to hit something that he was holding in his heart.

The reason why Sharga was smoldering in the underground of the underworld without ever appearing on the stage was probably because, like Master, he was not an Evil Race, but he could still not appear in public.

“Are you okay with that?”

“Gooooooooo!! Ashes!!”

No matter how many times he attacked, Pendulum’s attacks, which were light in power, were not fatal. Still, it was not enough to be ignored, and Sharga, who could no longer handle Gord’s attack, was hit by a large blow on his armor, taking advantage of the slightest gap.

Really, are you okay with this?

You were under the protection of the guild to hide yourself, weren’t you? So, when you were attacked by Gord, the first thing you did as a member of the guild was to call out Sage’s name and try to get Gord to go easy on you.

Was that what you really wanted?

“Battle madness!”

“…geez… !!.”

I shouted Sharga’s alias again, and Sharga’s mood changed.

With a howling voice, Sharga swung his huge halberd around in a circle, shattering the surrounding earthen walls, and then he repelled a blow from the pendulum and Gord.

Was that your real power?

“Guhahahahaha!!”

“Gooooooooooooo!!”

Obviously, Sharga’s eyes had a different color. In response to Sharga’s bloodied appearance and distorted laughter, the beast’s killing spirit had gushed out from Gord.

*Goon!!

The two clashing forces made a sound like the clash of huge iron.

Sharga, who had begun to display his true power as a battle fanatic, not only caught Gord’s blow with the halberd on one arm, but also threw the hatchet from his waist at me, whom he recognized as his enemy.

So be it. Finally, the two maniacs had gotten serious. But it was not enough.

“–Heavy–“

The moment they attacked me, I activated the dark magic I was chanting.

Heavy, which was thought to be the least useful Level 1 dark magic, only changing the weight of an object by about 10%, was, in fact, a magic that changed the weight in any direction, and its effect increased by 10% for every Level 1 increase in dark magic.

If it was just a simple change in weight, a change of 20-30% would not make much difference, but if it was possible to control the direction of the weight and use Taijutsu of the same Level, it would be a different story.

A hatchet approached with a roar in a narrow passageway.

I dared to run forward against it, which I could not avoid, and with the momentum of my leap, I ran up the wall, dodged the hatchet, and even ran through the ceiling, slashing at both of them at the same time with knives in both hands from above their heads as they continued to fight.

“Tsk!”

“Gaaaaaah!!!”

My blades only slightly wounded the two of them. But that small blow pushed me up onto the stage of the battle between the two of them.

As I changed my position by jumping over the two of them and ran back the way I came while continuing to throw knives back at them, Sharga and Gord followed me as they fought to keep each other in check.

As it was, I led them back to the first hall where Sharga had broken down the door, and we encountered several assassins who had been looking for me, the traitor.

“You ash-haired bastard!”

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“Gord!”

“Sharga!”

“Doryaaa!”

“Gaaaah!”

The two madmen continued to fight without regard for the guild members, and when Gord’s huge body and massive halberd were swung, several people caught up in it were sent flying as if their necks and spines were snapped in two parts.

As I slipped my knife through the neck of one of them, who was moving slowly, perhaps from the poison, Sharga’s halberd, which had followed it, cleaved them like withered ears, tearing them to pieces like garbage just as Gord passed through.

If the battle were to get this wild, I might not be able to concentrate on myself alone.

In the battlefield, where even the slightest carelessness could easily result in the loss of life, I finished off a few more people who had been affected by the poison, and then that man appeared.

“Ariaaaaaaah!”

*Clank!

As if reacting to his screams of hatred and murderous intent, I drew my knife, and it clashed with the dagger the man was wielding, sending sparks flying.

“Too late, Dino.”

Dino grunted vindictively at my words on the other side of the blade, where the blades were clashing and competing.

“You’ve done it… I’ve spared Celeshura’s life, haven’t I?”

Dino’s eyes distorted with hatred, I saw a cold murderous look in his eyes.

“If you kill everyone who tries to use you, you won’t have to worry.”

I answered simply, and Dino, who understood what I meant, turned his eyes to me as if he were looking at a foreign creature he did not understand.

“You’ve been planning to do that from the beginning?”

“Of course.”

I pulled the string at my fingertips and fired an arrow from the crossbow inside my small hand, and Dino and me, barely avoiding it, jumped away from each other as we kicked at each other to get away from our initial positions, after stabilizing our bodies we again stared at each other, leaving some distance between us.

Five months ago, when we first met, we could have gone our separate ways.

But the moment you tried to take advantage of Celeshura, our paths were set to cross each other no matter what.

“Dino, you have been my enemy from the start.”