Chapter 86.3: Neutral Nations Conference (7)
I ignored the General glaring at me and looked at Asher’s condition.
Although her mana was unstable, she seemed to have only fainted from exhaustion.
More than that…
I shifted my gaze to Asher’s level.
【Lv. 85]
After a sudden surge of energy, her level spiked mid-battle.
It jumped three levels from level 82 to level 85.
Did she cross the wall during the battle?
It was a fierce battle, so I wondered if there was anything strange about it.
It is one of the representative clichés to gain enlightenment and grow while fighting a mighty enemy. Of course, this was reality and not some webnovel or comics, but…
In any case, it was a great achievement to have landed an attack on someone nine levels higher than her.
I looked at the General again. Then I pointed my finger on my cheek, obviously referring to his wound.
“It’s a pity. If it was a little deeper, your mouth would have been ripped out.”
The guy gritted his teeth and said as if he was chewing.
“…I was just careless. If only I had done my best in the first place.”
“Yes, today will be the last time you can make excuses like that.”
It wasn’t intentional, but this made Asher’s growth much faster than the main story in the game.
I looked back and forth between the bastard and the emperor and said in a low voice.
“I assure you. There is not much time left before you pay the price. Both you and the emperor.”
The General forced a laugh.
“It was just a once-in-a-lifetime coincidence. The white moon woman’s sword will never touch me again.”
“Even so, nothing will change. If she couldn’t kill you, then you will die by my hand.”
Both the Emperor and the General were villains who would pay the price for their crimes in the main story of the game.
It’s just that this was not the right time yet.
At my words, his expression hardened.
“What is that…?”
“So, take good care of the short life you still have.”
The duel was over.
Under the eyes gathered in all directions, I turned around with a sneer while supporting Asher.
***
“…”
When she opened her eyes, she saw the ceiling.
Asher stood up and looked around blankly. It was the room provided to her in the castle of Earth Hill.
“Oh, are you awake?”
A woman was sitting next to the bed, and several maids were standing in the back. The woman sitting there was Seri, the princess of Earth Hill.
It also took aback Asher because she knew who the other was.
Seri explained the situation with a slightly awkward smile.
“You passed out during the duel. I thought you would wake up much later, but you woke up earlier than expected.”
Looking out the window, it was dark because the dawn hadn’t completely broken yet.
Asher searched her memory. The attack of the General after her last attack failed, and the Seventh Lord.
Recalling the fact that the Seventh Lord blocked the General’s attack and stopped the duel, she closed her eyes tightly.
Again…
Was it because she poured everything into the duel with the General?
The emotions that had been burning like a fever until she passed out seemed to have faded and left only the embers.
Rather, she felt guilty that she had troubled the Seventh Lord again by going wild. What face could she show him after that?
Asher looked at herself.
All the wounds from the spear had almost healed. It looked like he gave first aid with a potion.
Rather, the burden on her body was greater because of the reaction of using his ability to the limit. It felt like her whole body was twitching.
She thought about the duel in a daze for a moment, then suddenly came to her senses and apologized to Seri.
“I’m so sorry. I completely ruined the banquet.”
“It’s fine, don’t take that to heart, Sir. Are you feeling better now?”
“It’s okay. By the way…”
Why was the princess looking after her?
Seeing as if she had read her puzzled expression, the Seri smiled and said;
“Don’t mind me. I was just trying to stay here for a while until the Sir Knight woke up.”
“Yes, thank you. It must have caused a lot of trouble, moving me here and the treatment as well..”
It would have been cumbersome to move her from the gymnasium outside the palace to her room.
But Seri shook her head.
“Ah, it wasn’t us who carried you here. The Seventh Lord did it.”
“…?”
She got up from her seat with a mischievous look on her face, and stretched out her arms, lowered them, then raised them.
“So, after holding the fallen Sir Knight in his arms like this.”
Then she pretended to let go of her raised arm.
“The Seventh Lord came all the way to your room and put you on the bed and left.”
“…Yes, yes?”
Asher’s face, stuttering in embarrassment, turned red.
