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Chapter 853

Kishiar answered coldly. His gaze wasn't on Yuder but on the wind barrier, watching Hosanna crawling on the ground amidst the hailstones.

"Young Master...! Young Master!"

Soaked in muddy water, Hosanna clawed and tore at the ground, crawling towards Nahan. His form flickered faster and faster. Kishiar, having noticed this, muttered in a low voice.

"We must deal with him as quickly as possible before the cracks fully open. What do you think is the best way to kill him?"

Yuder's expression twisted. Kishiar had no intention of backing down here. He had decided to kill Hosanna, together with Yuder.

But Yuder himself knew it was the best course of action when he thought about it logically, so he reluctantly decided not to ask to retreat.

If it must be done, it's better to do it quickly.

"...We must stab the vital point in one go. It's different from when I dealt with Nahan. The backlash will come immediately upon killing him."

"It would be best to attack from a distance... but looking at the way the hail is moving, it seems our abilities might not be well-suited against the opponent."

The situation was undeniably less severe than Nahan's rampage, but the problem was that Hosanna, with his ability to teleport, was present in the midst of this hailstorm, which could hit and injure just by being there.

'If only the weather had been normal, it wouldn't have been this threatening.'

Hosanna was currently moving the hail like a whirlwind, but it seemed more like his movement ability had gone berserk, rapidly transporting objects around him as if snatching them.

It looked almost like telekinesis, but this ability was actually making each piece of hail disappear momentarily, only to reappear in unpredictable locations, making it even more troublesome and unpredictable.

What if one approaches recklessly and gets hit by the hail moved by Hosanna? What if it embeds in a hard-to-reach place like the head or the internal organs?...

The mere thought was terrifying, but it wasn't impossible. From experience, such situations often turn out worse than the worst imagined.

"Yes. So, as soon as the barrier is down, one of us should attack from a distance, and the other from close range. I will take the close range."

Yuder quickly volunteered, anticipating that Kishiar might choose close combat.

"Please use your aura, Commander."

"...Understood."

The man nodded after looking down at Yuder for a moment. He seemed confident that Yuder had accepted his 'best' just as he had accepted Yuder's.

After quickly exchanging opinions, Yuder stepped away from Kishiar, waiting for the right moment to lower the barrier. The first thing he saw was some arrogant fools, who, despite being ordered to evacuate, were not evacuating and instead were pointing fingers at Kanna.

"Why is the Cavalry only running away? Why isn't anyone here retrieving the body of Duke Herne?"

"We've instructed everyone to evacuate due to the emergency. There's a dangerous person in there."

"We said we would do it if you wouldn't! Why won't you let us go?"

"Just break through! Go and retrieve the Duke!"

Such bravado and foolish actions.

Before the knights, who dashed forth without a moment's hesitation, could reach their intended target, they locked eyes with someone amidst the bizarre hailstorm. Glimpsing the twisted, emaciated eyes of a young man from the southern lands, they instinctively furrowed their brows, their breath catching in the instant.

"Wha... What?"

Despite not yet breaking through the barrier, suddenly, their limbs disappeared as if cleanly sliced by a sharp blade. Moments later, the arms and legs, still seemingly in motion, reappeared at a nearby spot, only to drop to the ground with a thud.

"What...?!"

Stunned by the surreal scene, the knights, still twitching as if running, alternated their gaze between their floating limbs and themselves, eventually entangling and collapsing into each other.

Shock came first, followed by screams.

"Aaaagh!"

As blood burst from the reappeared limbs and torsos, they met their gruesome demise in an instant.

The one protesting to Kanna was struck dumb, helplessly collapsing upon witnessing the death of five knights.

"Ugh... Ah... Aaagh...!"

Kanna's expression, as she watched the scene, was as cold as a corpse.

Yuder too, with a face colder than hers, stared at the corpses.

It always happens like this. No matter how much they are warned and prepared, there are always those who court death in such a manner. The ones who suffer are those who, despite their efforts to prevent it, end up having to clean up the aftermath.

Perhaps, it's a reminder that some things in this world, no matter how hard one tries, cannot be stopped.

"..."

Unknown, but one thing was certain.

The near-suicidal deaths of these fools made it clearer just how dangerous Hosanna's movement ability could be. Fortunately, there was no longer a need for Kanna or the other Cavalry to warn anyone. The commotion caused by the protest had turned the evacuation quiet and efficient.

Kanna, not the least bit surprised, said to Yuder,

"...Yuder. I'll finish cleaning up the rest quickly, so don't push yourself. We'll be right behind you."

"..."

"If you get more hurt, no matter what you say, I'll intervene."

Yuder looked at her and slowly nodded.

The sickening sensation that had surged within him slowly dissipated upon hearing her words.

In the distance, Hosanna's cries and wails resonated.

'...I've never heard of a movement ability that can displace someone's limbs like this, but I have no intention of losing mine.'

Thud. Thud. The immense pressure continued from above, but there was still no sign of the monster.

'I’ll decisively sever the neck before Hosanna notices me.'

Yuder cracked his neck and drew his sword.

After confirming that almost everyone had evacuated, he turned to Kishiar. Unlike before, where he had been expressionless, Kishiar now faintly lifted the corners of his mouth as he looked at Yuder.

It wasn't a smile of pleasure.

Kishiar, in fact, tended to smile more in adverse situations.

But that smile helped Yuder halt the unnecessary thoughts growing in his mind and regain his focus.

'Right...'

Prioritizing ending everything without further damaging Kishiar's vessel was all that filled his thoughts now.

The moment Yuder saw Kanna retreating to the rear, he dissolved the defensive barrier he had been maintaining to its limit.

-Boom!

With a tremendous burst of pressure, the hailstones that had been raging inside suddenly poured out. Believing that the Cavalry would handle it well, he stomped on the ground.

A single leap, stepping on the wind. His golden eyes, shining in the darkness and amidst the hail, accurately pinpointed Hosanna's location.

Hosanna was hunched over, embracing Nahan, muttering something. The sound, barely audible, trickled slowly into Yuder's heightened senses.

"...Young Master, I will... send you off. I will..."

The energy, on the verge of exploding, flickered. Yuder, twisting in mid-air, swung his sword toward Hosanna's head.

Simultaneously, Kishiar also released his aura with precise timing.

If all went as expected, the two forces would converge and sever Hosanna's neck.

If all went as expected, that is.

There's always an unexpected variable in the affairs of the world.

Just as his blade was about to strike, Yuder locked eyes with Hosanna.

In that moment, his vision whirled upside down.