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Chapter 669: Over the Wall (5)

Han Sora was limping and running vigorously. I felt sorry for some reason.

It was a heartbreaking scene that could only be seen in movies where the protagonist was tripped by a rock while running as hard as they could.

In fact, I didn’t mean to leave her, but the problem was that I patted the Griffon on the back without realizing it.

I could swear to God that I never left her because I wanted to.

No, to be honest, before I patted him on the back, White Paul, the bastard, already tried to leave Sora and make a run for it too. I even thought he was going to leave me.

“Don’t leave me. Don’t leave me!”

‘Sorry, Sora. I think it’s too late. You can survive, right?’

Perhaps it was because she saw with her own eyes that the Griffon was slowly flying away, but Han Sora was asserting her right to survive with a louder voice.

I thought I had to take Han Sora with me somehow, and I shouldn’t abandon her like that, but the scared White Paul was already fleeing into the air.

Wild animals had already fled out of the forest, after all.

While White Paul was trained, he was still an animal, so he couldn’t be blamed for following his instincts.

If one missed the timing, they might’ve not only messed up everything. If Hee-ra smelled an unidentified lewd smell, she could head our way.

A pure mock battle would turn into a dog fight, and an unbearable situation would arise.

Of course, I was certain that it would go in a different direction from the original purpose. Han Sora wasn’t incompetent at all. I thought she could last for a few hours.

“Sigh…Sigh… Don’t leave me, you son of a bitch! Huhu…”

It was then that she reached out and chanted the spell.

‘Oh, sh*t.’

White Paul, who seemed to be about to fly into the air, made a screeching sound.

‘She cursed you. Wow, her personality… Han Sora isn’t a black magician for no reason.’

“Come quickly, Sora.”

“Wait, wait, wait… Wait… hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhaaaaaaa…”

First of all, I must’ve taken a motion to stretch out my hands as much as possible. I should’ve appealed that we didn’t intend to leave her from the beginning.

A while later, Han Sora’s hand, which was desperately reaching out to me, was finally caught.

The debuff while hanging on White Paul was lifted in an instant, and I could see him winging into the sky swiftly.

Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!

It was then that an unidentified shock wave hit White Paul with a loud noise.

“Aaaaaaaaah!”

“Ugh!”

I was out of my mind, but I knew what the situation currently was like.

White Paul, which bounced off the shockwave in the air, was plunging to the ground.

I didn’t know what the hell I was doing, and I didn’t know if a shockwave hit us, but I was stuck, thinking, ‘what if this bastard falls to the ground like this?’

It was when the ground was just right below us that the bastard who had fallen weakly suddenly took center stage.

‘What? What did you do?’

It wasn’t White Paul’s personal ability to neglect training and leave the hard work to Kim Hyunsung.

What I saw was a variety of artifacts decorated in his saddle. There were a large array of safety devices designed to help and enjoy stable riding when the Griffon lost its balance.

It was also due to the power of the seat belt that it didn’t get unbuckled after being swept away by the wave.

‘That’s why you wear seatbelts, ladies and gentlemen.’

I used to not understand why it costed so much money to install magic belt artifacts or various auxiliary tools, but at that moment, I finally did.

I thought it would be okay to wear those because I wasn’t used to the situation.

I nodded satisfactorily and immediately spoke to our precious guild member. A sincere concern came from my heart since I was surprised by the sudden situation.

“Are you alright, Sora?”

“Ugh… okay… I’m okay…”

“That’s a relief. We better move quicker than this.”

“…”

“And…”

“…”

“If you go home alive today, you’ll get plenty of incentives…”

“…”

“Anyway, let’s go.”

“Ugh…”

I wanted to make sure how things were going, but we had to stay away from the place where the incident took place for the time being.

‘Can she win?’

No, it was not whether she could win, but rather she had to win.

If Cha Hee-ra lost, there was a good chance that Jung Hayan would explode in a different sense.

After creating some distance, I slowly began to watch the situation.

As soon as the telescope was activated, Cha Hee-ra, who was confronting Jung Hayan, came into view.

The shockwave was a simple warm-up, but there was no sound of conversation.

Jung Hayan, who entered a state of extreme anger with her lips wide open, and Cha Hee-ra, who looked like she was about to go crazy, was right in front of my eyes.

“We haven’t really started yet. Sora, you need to get the data straight.”

“Yes.”

“I’m going to keep running simulations with the data I got today.”

“…”

‘I didn’t mean to leave you behind, Sora. For real. Don’t look at me like that.’

“Hmmm… I’m sorry earlier, but I think White Paul was surprised.”

“…”

‘I’m not that trash, really.’

“Anyway, let’s get to work, Sora. Don’t you want to be transferred?”

“I’ll go. I’ll go.”

“Then hurry up and turn on the Goddess’s Mirror. Come to think of it, who do you think will win, Sora?”

“Well… hmm… honestly, I’m not… I’ve already told you that it’s hard to measure based on the reports alone…”

“It’s not a logical question. You can answer it roughly.”

“Honestly, it’s hard to imagine Jung Hayan losing, yet for some reason… I think she’s going to lose.”

“Do you have any grounds for that claim?”

“I think it’s a mental health thing. Hayan seems a little scared, and she always thought of losing.”

‘That makes sense.’

Of course, I agreed with her sentiment.

The difference between a person who thought of losing in the first place and a person who didn’t think they could lose was clear.

It didn’t matter if it was just that, but it was only right to think that Jung Hayan and Cha Hee-ra were the difference between the fearful and the fearless.

Cha Hee-ra was smiling, but Jung Hayan was crying.

There was no need for other words. I could bet that that difference would determine the outcome. Of course, Jung Hayan, who always showed her transcendent side, could be able to overcome the situation with her skills.

It was then that Jung Hayan chanted the spell.

-…!

The number of magic spells that poured out was exactly…

‘Eight?’

“What? Wait, what’s that? How do you chant eight spells at once?”

It wasn’t high-level magic. It was rather basic, but it was nevertheless hard to understand that eight magic spells could be chanted simultaneously.

‘What’s this? Isn’t she stronger than we thought?”

It would be natural to think so.

Originally, the most important factor for a wizard to deal with a warrior was how many spells they could chant at once.

It wouldn’t be wrong to think that if a wizard could cast two spells, then they’d have two lives, and if they could cast three at once, then they’d have three.

That was the case with the Holy Sword party’s wizard, that was on the verge of delisting.

He was able to chant three at once and succeeded in earning one second each against Kim Hyunsung, with a total of three seconds.

The difference between him and Jung Hayan was that he could chant the same spell three times.

That was not the case. She was able to cast eight different magic spells all at once.

Also…

“While invoking magic… She can cast.”

The high-level wizard had no choice but to realize very well what it meant to be independent of her opponent.

Jung Hayan had no time to spare.

The first round was stronger than that? How accurate was that claim?

There was no cooldown time between casting magic number one and magic number two.

For example, in any online games…

If a wizard could use magic by simply pressing a button without delays, then I was certain that other jobs would go wild.

At that moment, Jung Hayan’s appearance looked like the destruction of balance.

Cha Hee-ra was forced to go on the defensive. As she said, the lengthy explanation was true.

Baaaaaaaaaaaaang!

Boooooooooooooooooooooooom!!!

-Die, die, die!!!

‘No, don’t kill her.’

Baaaaaaaaaaaaang!

Boooooooooooooooooooooooom!!!

-Come on, come on! Come on! Faint! Hurry up and faint!

Baaaaaaaaaaaaang!

She had the force that literally personified natural disasters. Honestly, Cha Heera couldn’t be seen properly through the Goddess’s Mirror.

As soon as I activated the telescope, I began to take a closer look at Cha Heera.

It was jaw-dropping to see the explosions, roars, flames, ice, storms, and the battle itself.

I didn’t know if Jung Hayan was watching that either. Maybe she couldn’t see anything.

I wasn’t certain if she’s thinking of prolonged combat, but Anemone’s eyes didn’t seem to be working either.

From Jung Hayan’s perspective, she could probably only see a huge forest being destroyed by magic.

‘How could you do that?’

The magic spells bombarding her were struck with axes and swords, and she avoided the projectiles that she could avoid.

The magic resistance of her armor absorbed the spells that were thought to pierce through durability.

All the high-quality magic spells that were destroying the place were being cleaned up.

I had seen her bounce off magic before, but it was far different from what she was currently showing.

She crushed the huge ice cube approaching with an ax and flicked the fireball, which was capable of making a sinkhole that was several tens of meters in diameter, with a large sword.

The shoulder deflected the wind blades launched at her as she broke down the mana spheres with her gauntleted hands.

I’d always thought watching Kim Hyunsung fighting was cool, but unlike that, the scene before me could make anyone unable to take their eyes off of it.

Cha Hee-ra’s image was pure strength itself. The power not to rely on swordsmanship or techniques.

‘Overwhelming strength.’

Baaaaaaaaaaaaang!

Boooooooooooooooooooom!!!

With the constant sound of explosions, it was Jung Hayan’s spell that burst again.

“What? What is it? What’s that?”

The color of the sky changed, and a huge shadow was hanging in the sky.

Clouds opened, and a meteorite that could devour everything fell, causing tremendous wind pressure.

It wasn’t an exaggeration to say that the magic she used before was already bigger than the meteorite magic cast by normal wizards.

No, it was bigger than a shot by Belial that almost turned Laos into a sea of fire.

I looked at the scene that was so unrealistic blankly.

‘Is she going to die?’

I naturally thought that way. It didn’t make sense that humans could withstand that much magic.

Was it right to do something? I thought I underestimated Jung Hayan and overestimated Cha Hee-ra too much.

As I turned my head with many anxious thoughts, I saw Cha Hee-ra simply smiling at the scene.

-Hahahahaha!

‘What? she looks crazy. What’s happening?’

-Ha… ha ha ha ha ha ha!

‘You haven’t gone mad, have you, Noona?’

-Fuck! I’m having fun.

‘What’s funny?’

-Hahahahahahaha!!!