Capítulo 39: Value Of Face
(Congratulations for defeating the of the deity Sros 'Clone')
(You can recruit the people you had affinity from the dreamworld)
(Heinrich Blan, Rudolf Lark, and Hermann Jerling can be recruited as companions)
(Your main reward will be sent to you in a few minutes later)
(As a side prize, you have gained the sign of the Wehrmacht, the Balkenkruez, which will be automatically painted in your already existing troops and equipments or any purchases in the system)
(And as a tip, forging an alliance or conquering the land of the humans, would be your best course of action)
"So that guy was just a clone huh?"
"No wonder that so called deity died by a shot through the head"
"I was expecting a huge ass leviathan to suddenly disappear"
"Then together with the power of friendship and plot armor, the beast would fall"
Speaking with sarcasm, and Pleron's sudden appearance in the motor bike, the time seemed to have not pass, as the imagery from before the trial dreamworld seemed to be still the same.
"This is the first time the system gave me a tip that's not related to itself"
"I'll motion that advice after I'm done with my recruiting first"
After seeing the peculiar tip the system or probably Aeshma gave, Pleron set his gaze on a particular sillhouette that was in pursuit, consisting of a hundred cavalry.
____________
"We'll be under the cover of the forest in just a few moments, my duke"
"So please stay strong"
Mounting a prehistoric sabertooth tiger, a woman of peerless beauty could be seen in a panic as her frantic hand movements to heal an unconscious man cladded by layers of clothing and a conical hat with a wide brim seemed to be stressing her.
"Recover"
"Urgh"
Her hand gave out a blinding light but it seemed to not work as it intended and the Duke seemed to be more in pain as she tried to do so.
"Something is stuck on the wound"
With the bucking of her mount causing much more of a taxing ache in her head, the woman tried to look deeper into the wound.
"What is that thing?"
Due to her inexperience in a battle, wounds and the sight of blood caused her headache to worsen, but after a long and hard look without touching any parts of the blood that may taint her beautiful robe and porcelain skin, the woman saw amidst the raw flesh a glistening sharp metal.
"It seems to be blocking the recovery of the flesh, if it were an arrow head , the shaft can be easily pulled without staining my beauty at all"
"But if it's this small thing"
"Honestly, why am I the daughter of a king, a princess, given the task of escaping with this useless man"
"When I could have just escaped by myself and be ridden of these burden"
The woman seemed to be showing her colors as her face distorted into an usightly mess, due to the bullet stucked deep into the duke's body, the woman strongly showed discontent and is clearly not showing signs of trying to remove it.
Shing~
"Eeeek!"
An arrow brushed past her cheek imbedding itself to ground as it lost its speed, due to these, the woman that had wore tight silk clothing that accentuated the curves and the fullness of her chest to suddenly look at her back.
"Curses, Now those flatlanders seems to be catching up"
"And my mana has already burned out due to these useless imbecile, damn it"
"I'll need to meditate soon if I want to recuperate my mana"
As the blood of the lineage of royalty flowed through her veins, her capability in handling magic casting is top notch, but due to unfortunate events her mana capacity seems to be lower than average.
"People wouldn't mind if I just dropped you here right?"
"I mean, you cowardly left your men behind but still got caught right?"
"That's the story right?"
Wicked thoughts began to weave her head, as her dire situation seems to be pushing her already corrupted mind to awaken an ugly mindset.
"Sorry sir but your ride has been revoked"
"Hehehehe"
With a clouded demeanour and hands filled with cold sweat, the woman pushed the Duke out of her mount, causing the latter to roll in the dirt leaving dust behind in his every stumble
Neigh~
Seeing this, the cataphracts stopped and dismounted, noting that the other escaped.
"Looks like we've got ourselves a fine catch"
But just as when the group of riders thought a promotion was cemented upon their prisoner's value, a blur suddenly overtook them and moments later the body of the duke was gone.
_______
"Woooh"
Pleron who just pulled a daredevil stunt, couldn't help but let out a loud laugh.
"But for someone who wears thick clothing you're quite light aren't you?"
"Indeed"
"EH?"
Hearing that someone answered his rhetoric question, Pleron almost lost his grip on the Motorbike, causing it to almost turn over.
"It's telepathy"
"Oh?"
".."
".."
Despite the sound of the wind cutting through them, the two fell under a silent awkward atmosphere.
'What the hell's up with this awkward silence I'm feeling'
'I mean I'm driving under perilous terrains so I be focusing on that right now, right?'
'So why the hell am I thinking of a topic to talk about right now?'
With the his head under turmoil, the man who was grabbed, agilely escaped under Pleron, then fixed his position and sat behind the boy.
"....."
"....."
'So fucking awkward'
And he's even sitting the opposite way.
Right now, the kidnapped and heavily clothed elf seems to be fine right now.
If he wants to, he could kill me right now, I wonder why isn't he doing it?
________________
A few minutes later.
"Ahhh, we're here!"
Takatakatak~
"Let me go you fucking weirdos
Pleron stopped the bike just within the southern entrance of the forest, and there he saw all of his units gathered, he was also pleasantly surprised that he caught the commander of the human army as well.
"Now then, this time I will make sure people under me will submit"
Recalling the failure of the recruitment earlier, Pleron's persistence seemed to be incited by such a challenge.
— Un nuevo capítulo llegará pronto — Escribe una reseña
Estado de energía semanal
-- Ranking de
Poder 
-- Piedra de
Poder