"What are you doing, Erza!?"
Narrowly dodging the piercing Explosive Spear, Hughes pulled out the Rose Sword in his hand, his face looking rather grim.
If he hadn't been on guard beforehand, that spear would have pierced him, and he would have died on the spot.
The Ten Commandments Spear in its explosive state was not something an ordinary person could withstand.
"..."
Knightwalker didn't reply. The Ten Commandments Spear in her hand changed form again, the tip quickly flipping to aim at his body once more.
Ten Commandments Spear: Vacuum Spear!
The magic crystal embedded in the spear's shaft glowed faintly, and an air cannon constructed from wind magic suddenly burst forth.
Bang—
"—!?"
With a loud bang, Hughes's eyes widened. He immediately raised the long sword in his hand to block, but he was completely unable to stop the formless air cannon.
After only a brief contact, his entire body was sent flying like a cannonball, crashing hard into the Royal Army soldiers behind him.
So fast...
Blood trickled from the corner of Hughes's mouth, and the pink armor on his body was dented inward. He looked a complete mess.
Even though he knew all the forms of the Ten Commandments Spear and their corresponding weaknesses, he couldn't react in time.
After all—the user was the empire's strongest, Erza!
"I really didn't think there would be a day... when I would become your enemy."
Hughes slowly stood up with the help of his soldiers, looking with a complicated expression at the expressionless Knightwalker walking toward him.
They had been colleagues for four or five years, so he was naturally very clear about the strength of the Fairy Hunter before him.
Considering the gap in strength between them, a strong sense of powerlessness welled up in his heart.
He definitely couldn't beat her in a one-on-one fight, so—
"Everyone, attack together! Capture Erza alive, but you don't need to worry about the other three!"
Hughes waved his hand behind him, decisively choosing the most advantageous tactic.
He didn't believe that no matter how strong Erza was, she could be stronger than eight hundred elite imperial soldiers!
"Um, do we need to temporarily avoid the brunt of the attack?"
Looking at the soldiers swarming toward them like a tide, a drop of cold sweat trickled down Lisanna's forehead, the smile on her face a little strained.
With so many people, no matter how good Mirajane and Roland were at fighting, the magic power in their bodies would eventually run out, right?
"Don't worry, Roland is very strong."
Mirajane took off her hood and comforted her with a smile.
Putting aside that strange sun magic, the demon form he had shown two days ago was enough to sweep away this group of soldiers.
She hadn't forgotten the hellish scene on that floating island.
Hundreds of imperial soldiers had been turned into dismembered remains in less than three minutes.
Hmm... I should have a talk with Roland when I have time later.
Recalling the scene from that day, Mirajane made a decision in her heart.
She wasn't against killing, but she didn't want Roland to become someone who disregarded human life because of too much killing.
There were quite a few people like that in the dark guilds.
At this time, Roland looked at Knightwalker, who was gradually struggling under the siege of the soldiers, and a smile tugged at the corners of his lips.
"Knightwalker, go all out in the next battle."
All out?
Knightwalker subconsciously looked at the Sode no Shirayuki at her waist. Without much hesitation, she immediately drew it.
"Dance, Sode no Shirayuki!"
As the soft chant echoed through the crowd, a strange chill permeated the air, causing many people to shiver.
The white ribbon danced in the air. Knightwalker took a deep breath of the cool air, recalling the combat techniques Roland had taught her.
Tsugi no mai, Hakuren.
As Knightwalker plunged the cold, glowing blade into the ground, a powerful chill, like an avalanche, surged forth. The several soldiers in front of her were instantly frozen into blocks of ice.
"What's that..."
Seeing this scene, Hughes, who had retreated behind the army, had a look of astonishment on his face and muttered to himself.
That tachi-type magic weapon, it seemed he had never seen Erza use it before.
As more and more soldiers were frozen, everyone noticed the strange weapon in her hand, and they all looked terrified, not daring to approach.
Since they couldn't get close to Erza, many people turned their target to Roland and the two Mirajane sisters.
It was impossible for these three to be stronger than Erza.
"Ah, you've completely picked the wrong opponent."
Looking at the soldiers surrounding them with spears in hand, Roland couldn't help but raise an eyebrow and say as if sighing.
You should know, the time now—was approaching noon.
"This guy is too arrogant!?"
"Everyone, attack together! None of the three have magic weapons in their hands!"
"Don't look down on us, you brat!"
"..."
The surrounding soldiers shouted chaotically. Roland nonchalantly extended his left hand, and an unimaginable heat gradually rose.
"I kindly reminded you. You would have had a chance to survive on Knightwalker's side... but you insisted on coming to my side to die."
As his voice fell, a small fireball instantly condensed in his hand. The fierce temperature from it caused the steel spears to melt into molten iron.
Cruel Sun.
Gently pushing the fireball in his hand, the scorching temperature continuously distorted the surrounding air as it rushed toward the group of soldiers with a heat that could melt everything.
There was no escape, and likewise, no avoidance.
The moment they saw the fireball form at close range, the weapons in their hands and the armor they wore began to melt.
There was not a single scream, not a single wail—most of the soldiers turned to ash as the fireball approached.
Boom!!
A deafening explosion rang out, and the extreme heat pierced through the distant mountains.
Seeing such a shocking scene, the remaining soldiers all swallowed, and threw their weapons to the ground, trembling.
No, if they didn't surrender, what were they waiting for!
—Faced with this kind of monster, how could they fight?!
"..."
Hughes stared dumbfounded at the distant scene that had turned into a volcano, too shocked to speak.
At that moment, Knightwalker kicked him to the ground, the sharp blade in her hand about to pierce his heart.
"Stop for a moment. I suddenly have something to ask this gentleman."
Looking at the about-to-die Hughes, Roland suddenly remembered something important and quickly canceled the command he had given her.
"...Are you asking about the Anima magic?"
Knightwalker put away her sword with a complicated expression and turned to ask.
"That's right. Didn't you say you didn't know any clues? So I thought I'd ask him."
Roland nodded with a smile.
It wouldn't be too late to kill him after asking.
"I've been wanting to ask since yesterday. What are you looking for that magic for?"
Knightwalker pursed her lips and finally asked the question in her heart.
"What for?" Roland was stunned for a moment, then pinched his chin.
"Of course, to build a parallel world backyard. Hmm... to put it simply, why can't I be the king?"
Seeing her slightly dazed expression, Roland changed his explanation.
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