CH 85

Chapter 85: Her choice in a crisis

The only ones who didn’t freeze were me and Michelia, who was nearby.

“If it hit us directly, we’d be dead, right…”

If it was going to freeze us in the first place, there seems to be no need to leave evidence that I or Michelia had died… oh, no. I’m sure the snake would try to eat us.

I continue to “block” the snake.

The snake is about two of my heights long and is angrily biting the air. Maybe it’s because the prey in front of it can’t be eaten.

“Skill… why.”

Finally, it seems that Michelia, who had regained her sanity, muttered.

If you see this, it will immediately become clear that it is a skill.

But it looks like she is talking to herself, so I don’t have to answer. In fact, I have something I want to ask.

“What do you want to do?”

“Huh?”

Michelia cocked her head.

“If things stay like this, you’ll die and Albert will become Miss Elena’s.”

“N-No way! I hate that!”

Michelia’s lips quiver. She answered immediately, so this must be her true feelings.

“In order to survive, I must borrow your hand. In that case, unless you make a pledge to keep your mouth shut about this skill, I cannot help you.”

This is the minimum requirement.

If using me, whom you have hated until now, to survive is all you care about, she would do it without hesitation.

Michelia, who has used dirty tricks many times in the past to demean me, would do so calmly.

But I don’t want to allow it.

For the sake of my future, I need her to keep quiet about my skill.

Michelia looks at me with a disapproving face and shifts her gaze to the snake that is about to attack us from a higher place.

Then she turns around and looks at the servants of Miss Elena, who are far away.

You can’t run away.

Soon the demon beast attacks.

Even if you narrowly escape, you will be killed by Miss Elena’s servants.

Michelia only has two choices.

She probably understands this well herself. She doesn’t want to cling to me, but if she wants to live, she has no choice but to cling to me.

In the end, Michelia made a surprisingly quick decision.

“I’ll do as you say. It’s okay if it’s old-fashioned?”

When I nod, Michelia kneels in front of me with a look of holding something back.

“I bring you the breath of the gods and their messengers. O ye demons and rulers of the dark realms… Hear my voice and remember. I will continue to protect the secret that your daughter Linea wishes in front of me.”

With these words, Michelia bit the edge of her mouth and let the blood flow, and applied the blood to her fingertips, drawing a circle and cross on the ground.

This is a very old way of making a vow, still practiced among the nobility. It is probably only done by temple priests.

It was done in the days when magic was still prevalent in the world.

It is said that the remnants of magic are still contained in this atmosphere and become sacred flowers. Therefore, it was said that strange things would happen if the vow was broken.

All the nobles believe this legend. Michelia should be the same.

If she doesn’t want to be plagued by misfortunes or illness after surviving, she will keep her promise.

…well, the problem is those two servants.

“I wonder how I can silence those two…”

As I was worried, I heard a voice from somewhere.

“No problem!”

I know that cheerful voice very well.

“What?”

I look around.

Although no one seems to be around, where is it from?

Soon after, smoke rises from behind.

“Whoa!”

I stepped forward in surprise, and the wall made by Block Skill also moved, and the snake looked annoyed as it was pushed. If only it would go somewhere else, it looks like it’s trying to bite an invisible wall without giving up.

And the white smoke that blew up stopped with a sound like hitting metal, Kin.

Instead, Kvasir was standing there without me noticing.

“K-Kvasir…?”

“That’s right, it’s me.”

Kvasir raised his hand and pointed to the sky with his fingertips.

“Why?”

“I’ve had marked you, Linea-sama…as soon as I heard from Marc that you’d been kidnapped, I flew here as soon as possible.”

“Flying…”

I think it’s probably magic.

As if to prove it, Kvasir took out a bouquet that looked like glass from his pocket.

“Is that really?”

“They’re all sacred flowers. My patron said I could use them. I’m going to make a big deal out of it today!”

Saying something cheerful like a street vendor in the city, Kvasir took out one from the inside and held it up in the air.

“Come, messenger of the sun. Spirit of the flames.”

Saying this with a theatrical gesture, he points the flowers at the snake.

Suddenly, the snake is wrapped in a pillar of flames.

The swirling pillar of flames turns the snake inside into agony in an instant.

…Somehow, it smells like chicken is being grilled. When I think that it used to be a demon beast, I feel a strange feeling.

It burns out quickly and the demon beast that was the snake turns into a mountain of black charcoal.

“This is magic…”

I saw magic used to attack something for the first time, but its power is incredible. I can understand if it is used in war, it could overturn the battlefield.

“Hey, I didn’t think you were in any danger, but I came to help, Linea-sama.”

The person who used the terrible magic says that in a very light tone.