129 – The bizarre experience of the dark island 3

In general, people tend to do some calculations before starting work, especially in the case of people with a certain degree of prudence.

But..

Occasionally, the calculations would lead to completely unexpected results, with complete distortion.

And that could be said to define the scene in front of Efecher’s eyes at this very moment.

“This..my..my..way… ”

With those words, the figure of Misa collapsed on the floor as it was.

Seeing this, Efecher’s face was filled with a very clear emotion of shock.

‘This.. this what.. how.. how could the mass be so absurd..’

Only about 5 minutes had passed.

The time when Misa and that dark-haired woman faced each other even with wooden swords…

However, as he watched the situation unfold during those five minutes, Efecher could not do anything other than stare at it in awe.

A mass that has the same power as Epheture.

Even though she was a bit lacking in basic skills, she was the one who could never guarantee victory even with an epitome in a real battle.

But… for that short time, all that mass showed was just being beaten one-sidedly to the point where the black-haired woman in front of her eyes would turn into rice cake.

A dark-haired woman with a thin line that looks worse than Mi-sa, let alone Epichar, in terms of visible strength.

However… the power and speed that she momentarily showed, and her terrifyingly colossal mana completely overwhelmed Misa in every way.

Even judging from the appearance of hitting Misa directly, he did not even use condensation in the first place.

That literally meant that he was overpowering his opponent with simple physical strengthening.

‘This woman… Simply expressing her strength is not enough. The dimension.. is so wrong..’

There were only two people Eficher knew who could show such strength.

Isaac is the strongest among his peers and has transcendent skills and talents.

And, Andersen, the strongest warrior in the Holy Empire, who can even defeat Isaac.

In other words, this meant that the woman in front of her eyes was on the same level as the inaccessible strongmen that Efecher recognized, and at the same time, the story Isaac had told her before began to emerge in Efecher’s mind.

‘Sir..Couldn’t it be…is this person?

I didn’t recognize it because the image was so different from what I thought. Seeing her skills right in front of her eyes, Efecher was convinced.

And then, as Efecher looked at Mass lying on the floor, passed out, he began to feel a little strange.

‘Haa.. what is it? I warned you not to fight like that, but what if you do it first?’

Of course, there’s no way Misa would have known this. In any case, thinking that there was something to apologize to, Bahamut-sama, Eficher carefully supported Misa’s body.

“Excuse me. This side is also a little busy, so it ended a little quickly.”

“Ah…no… Rather, an apology from this side would not be enough. Anyway, sorry for being rude. I will make sure to apologize in some way later.”

With those words, the epitome of getting out of there in a bit of a hurry.

Watching him like this, Ophelia turned around and said to Tilda, who was looking at him with a blank expression, and Echid, who was looking at him with a face that knew it.

“Then let’s go, it’s getting close to curfew.”

“Huh?… Uh… Uh.. yes.. okay.”

“Yes, it should be.”

Together with Tilda, who answered in such a bewildered voice, and Echid, who answered in a voice that seemed to contain a bit of pride, Ophelia left the place and returned to the lodging.

And, right after he showed such an overwhelming skill, Echid’s lips began to smile slightly as he watched Ophelia casually leading the way.

‘I see… After the battle with me, he grew terrifyingly fast, and then he reached this level before he knew it. After all… this woman is really a monster.’

*

The Royal Guard’s office located at the innermost part of the Imperial Palace.

There, the captain of the Royal Guard and the strongest warrior in the Holy Empire.

A middle-aged man with blonde hair and green eyes.

Andersen Gustav asked with a sense of wonder as he received an unexpected report.

“What do you mean? Misa suddenly went sick. Do you know that this has never happened before?”

I’ve never been sick with a minor illness before..

Andersen began to have considerable doubts when he heard that Misa, who had a history of going to work in good health even when all members of the SS were suffering from food poisoning, took sick leave.

And, seeing Andersen like that, Isaac, the vice-captain of the SS and a colleague with Misawa since he was an adventurer, spoke to him in a voice full of embarrassment.

“That’s because I had a little work yesterday. It wasn’t that I got sick, but that I had to take care of myself for about three days because I was beaten a little too badly.”

“what? That Mass?”

A story that is even more absurd from the point of view of knowing Misa’s combat power.

Even if there was a fight with the gangsters in the back alleys of Vienna right away, Misa was the one who could make everyone a half-ass.

It was even more unbelievable that she was so injured that she had to take care of herself for three days.

“No… what is this… Did the White Dragon Princess descend to Vienna? How the hell did that happen?”

“Haa.. that’s.. actually.”

Isaac finally begins to tell the truth to Andersen’s repeated questions.

To be honest, I didn’t want to talk about it that much, but he talked about everything that happened yesterday to the extent that it could become a problem later.

“..So. Did you happen to have a sparring with that Bahamut-sama’s escort, and as a result, you didn’t even use your side like that?”

“Yes.. I really have no face.”

“Ummm..”

Andersen looks very complicated at Isaac’s words.

First of all, from the point of view of receiving an order from the emperor to treat Bahamut as a duke, this incident could be quite a problem depending on the case.

Whatever the reason, it was necessary to organize it in order not to cause any confusion, as it was rude to recklessly start a fight with the customer’s escort.

‘That part.. I don’t know, so I’d better personally apologize. Even if that was the case, he couldn’t believe he was someone who could defeat that Misa so easily. If that’s the case, even if I can’t do it, I’ll have to say I’m capable of Isaac’s level..’

Except for the White Dragon Princess, with whom he had fought several bloody battles before, Isaac was the only person who could establish a fight with him.

Andersen started to be quite interested in the appearance of a person who might have the same level as Isaac… maybe even more.

‘An excellent warrior can face thousands of soldiers alone. In addition, Isaac… or a being of the same level as me can exert the power of over 10,000 people alone.’

In the current situation where a war will break out even tomorrow, a person like that is like a treasure that has enormous value just by itself.

Andersen was very curious about this and began to think that it would be nice to see the woman once.

‘In a way, it went well, but there must be a justification for going to apologize directly as the captain of the SS. It would be nice to take this opportunity to make contact.’

Of course, no matter how she was, she had no intention of inviting her to come to the Holy Empire.

Even if it is someone else, she is a member of Bahamut’s family.

And as Bahamut is the most important trading partner of the Empire at this point, he knew very well that he should never misunderstand or offend him.

So, out of pure curiosity, Andersen asked to set up an appointment with Bahamut to ‘apologize’ for this incident, and received a reply that agreed much sooner than he expected.