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Chapter 208: Two Flights

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"Derflinger?" Michael asks, the sword not responding as it usually would.

...

Michael shakes his head, seems like the sword knocked itself out or something... That or he'd broken it already. Regardless, he still had a fight to win.

A dexterous use of Blink has him standing over the still recovering Loutiel, his blade jabbing down at the man's chest. Loutiel's eyes widen as he leans as far as he can to the side, but Michael's blade pierces him still, though, non-fatally through the lung.

"AArrck!" Loutiel groans as the attack connects, his eyes flashing with fury as his blade glows. A blast of wind knocks them away from each other yet again, but this time Loutiel had managed to retain his senses, using his magic to float him up to around the top of the trees. He coughs and spits blood at the distant ground as he glares daggers at Michael, "You've faired well enough, Gandalfr! But I will not let you leave here alive!" he exclaims, jabbing his blade in Michael's direction and doing the best Darth Sidious reenactment he'd ever seen.

Many arcs of bright blue lightning shoot towards Michael as he dodges behind trees and ice pillars, occasionally using Blink when he gets trapped with little to no way out.

"JUST. BE. STILL. YOU LITTLE RAT!" Loutiel angrily shouts as he continues blasting heavy amounts of lightning at him.

"YEAH?" Michael loudly retorts as he uses Derflinger to block a stray tendril of lightning, the blade's magical absorption properties not having been affected by its unconsciousness. "YOU'RE THE RAT, YOU SHITTY ANIME CHARACTER! SO HERE, SNAKE BEATS RAT!" he shouts while casting Serpent Wards, summoning Rhasta's Snake Spirits directly under the floating man.

Immediately afterwards, the ten snakes begin shooting a barrage of flame darts at him, which he hastily starts blocking with some wind walls. This allows Michael to use Blink Strike behind the man, Loutiel tries to dodge but Derflinger's blade finds his back, cutting a deep swath into it, Mana Break activates and causes Loutiel's floating spell to dissipate, sending him falling to the ground below, directly next to the Serpent Wards.

Loutiel looks to be panicking now, his disrupting mana making it far more difficult to actually cast spells. He raises a weak-looking wind wall to block the continuous barrage of flame darts, but the impact of the attacks push him back, his feet leaving long grooves in the mud, his back hitting the ice pillar behind him.

Fortunately, for him it seems that his men had finally found a way past the ice barrier that the blue-haired girl has summoned. They begin firing at Michael, distracting him enough to allow Loutiel to escape.

He sprints past his soldiers and into the tree line, the wound on his back burning as he moves. Michael notices the man attempting to retreat and wants to finish him off, but is forced to stay here as the soldiers were quickly approaching the tent where Charlotte's mother and Tiffania were. He growls at the missed opportunity but shakes his head, deciding that his allies were more important right now.

The Serpent Wards begin picking off and drawing the attention of nearby soldiers, allowing Michael to go secure the area around the tent, his blade quickly finding the necks of many men who were eying the tent with malicious looks.

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Elsewhere the battle between Charlotte and Matilda was starting to wrap up. Sylphid had many marks and wounds covering her scales, all due to Matilda changing her tactics from subduing them to eliminating them.

She hadn't actually wished to kill Tiffania's friends, but at this point it was life or death. Sure, her charge would be upset, maybe actually start to hate her, but mercy wasn't an option anymore.

Charlotte herself had acquired many new injures as well, her face was full of cuts and so was the rest of her body, some even still having stone fragments lodged in them. Still, she had dealt with worse, so her full concentration was on Matilda, and making sure she and Sylphid got out alive.

The golem Matilda was standing on staggers slightly as a blade of wind rips through what one might call its ankle, but it quickly recovers as the damage repairs itself. The distraction allows the duo to approach Matilda again for another strike however, the woman looks as if she was on her last legs, with torn robes and blood leaking from many of her wounds... Not to mention to beginnings of frostbite that'd started creeping up her limbs and digits.

When she sees the duo coming back around for another assault, she attempts to launch a barrage of stone spears at them but finds herself thoroughly drained of mana... So much so that her spears were looking more the sizes of swords or knives.

"That damned child! I won't last much longer like this!" she internally shouts, and decides to change her tactics. Before Charlotte and Sylphid reach her, she quickly sinks into the golem, disappearing from view.

Matilda safely hides away inside the golem, using the last of her magic to maintain it and form small holes so that she could still breathe within it.

Charlotte frowns at this, knowing that she wouldn't be able to breach deep enough to actually strike Matilda directly... She might be able to whittle down her magical reserves, but that'd take far too long, and she didn't have time to spare.

Suppressing her annoyance at the situation, she shakes her head and looks down at her familiar and mentally communicates, "Sylphid, return to camp, mother and the others still need help."

With that, the duo quickly flies away from the golem, and arrive back at the campsite, finding Michael and some strange orange snake things fighting off waves of soldiers. "Michael! We must leave!" she shouts from the back of Sylphid, and he nods in response.


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Chapter 209: Wild Goose Chase

"Michael! We must leave!" Charlotte shouts from above him, but when he goes to refuse, he spots just how ragged she and Sylphid were looking. He'd thought they'd win with Loutiel gone, but apparently, they had other forces in the wings... Judging by the loud 'thumping' sound that sounds eerily like giant footsteps, perhaps Charlotte was right in this estimation.

He nods, "I'll grab them from the tent, protect us!" he shouts while throwing the tent flap open, revealing Charlotte's mother shivering and trembling as she tightly hugs her 'daughter' to her chest. On the other side of the tent is Tiffania limbing on one foot as she rapidly packs supplies, clothes, and other things into a pack that looks fit to bursting.

Most things he keeps in his inventory, but when setting up camp he can't have everyone always asking him for things, thus, he stores them in the tent... This seems to have backfired on them slightly however. He quickly ducks over to Tiffania and grabs the pack before slinging it over his shoulder, allowing the girl to lean her weight on him. "What's with your foot?"

"I-I twisted it, I think? It's fine though, don't worry!" she reassures, but Michael just shakes his head and holds her tighter.

"Come on, we need to grab Charlotte's mother and get outta here." he says, grabbing the now screaming woman's arm and pulling her over his shoulder. With that, he steps out of the tent and spots Charlotte raining down a hail of icy death on any soldiers who dared stick their heads out from behind the ice pillars around the camp.

"CHARLOTTE! LET'S GO!" he shouts, throwing his passengers atop Sylphid when the dragon approaches before hopping on himself. A few soldiers try to shoot them down, but Charlotte easily blocks these attacks as they disappear over the horizon.

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Five minutes later atop Slyphid, Michael is brainstorming/brooding over how the enemy knew where they were. The ambush made it clear they had intricate knowledge of their location, and it was quick enough that they were able to set an ambush incredibly quickly.

Quickly, Michael realises this to be Loutiel's doing, the man somehow manages to track them via whatever spell he'd put on him... Piece of shit. The only problem was, what spell was it, and where? He looks down at himself with an analytical eye, writing off his clothes as he'd been changing them fairly often, so that couldn't be it... Couldn't be Derflinger, as the spell was in place before he even acquired it.

It could be his daggers that he'd bought in Antomiers... But they were usually stowed in his inventory?... Hmm. He shakes his head and tosses them over his shoulder, allowing them to fall to the distant ground below. The daggers weren't valuable enough to risk everyone's safety on, so he was fine getting rid of them, even if they weren't the right answer.

...

It's then that a slight shine of light under his shirt draws his attention... "Of course!" he exclaims, palming his face as he pulls out the Fairy Trinket wrapped around his neck. This must be it, Loutiel had apt opportunity to place such a spell while Michael was in his care, but... The problem with that is that the Fairy Trinket was too valuable to throw away...

"What's wrong, Michael?" Tiffania asks as she rests her weight on his back, peeking over his shoulder and down at the trinket that had his full attention.

"I've figured out how we were tracked. Loutiel put a spell on my necklace... I think we need to find a way to dispel it." he grouses, scratching his head in thought.

"OOOooooh, my head..." Derflinger's voice trails out, the sword finally awakening, "Feels like someone lit a bomb in my face."

"You don't have a head or face, Derflinger... Still, you alright?" Michael asks, hoping there wouldn't be any permanent problems.

Derflinger tentatively clacks its jaw-thing a couple times before letting out a hum of affirmation, "Should be... I see you've cleaned all that rust off of me too! Thank you Partner!"

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It was Loutiel's lightning that did that, but whatever. "No problem, I knew you were looking forward to it... Listen, you think we could use your magic absorption to dispel a tracking spell on my necklace?"

"Nope!" Derflinger instantly replies, sounding utterly sure of himself, "You can try hitting it with me, but that'd be like trying to cut a mountain to get at the minerals beneath! Even that dopey idiot Br-... Hmm?"

"Derflinger?" Tiffania asks, finding his sudden loss of focus strange.

"Yes, my angelic elf friend?" he eagerly replies, causing Tiffania to blush.

Michael chuckles, "Well, he's not wrong... But Derflinger, you were saying something and stopped halfway. This your amnesia acting up or something?"

Derflinger clacks his mouth-thing unsurely, "Er, I don't remember doing that... Which is the problem, huh? Whatever, not much I can do about it! Maybe I'm just getting old!"

Michael sighs, realising that Derflinger wouldn't be able to help with this issue, he turns towards the front of the dragon where Charlotte was both simultaneously riding and attending to her mother. "Charlotte, that white-haired prick put a tracking spell on my necklace, you know any way to remove it?"

Charlotte focuses on his necklace for a moment before shaking her head, "Can't, otherwise all magic will be stripped." she bluntly advises, causing him to frown.

Then what should he do? He wasn't sure if his inventory could block the spell so he either had to throw it away or...

Micahel grins, yeah, that might just work. Indeed, it might be better than just throwing it away. What's more, the thought of sending Loutiel on a wild goose chase was a marvellous one. "Charlotte, fly us towards the Germanian border."


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