150: Something Wrong
Facing Noren, who wielded a giant scythe, the cloaked figure did not hesitate in the slightest and launched the first attack.
A blade of pitch-black light flashed past. The cloaked figure's form instantly appeared before Noren, and the greatsword in his hand hacked down toward Noren's head without holding back at all.
At the same time, two phantoms identical to the black-robed figure gushed forth from a spatial rift that suddenly opened behind Noren, similarly swinging their greatswords to slash at Noren from different directions.
Facing this pincer attack from a total of three greatswords wreathed in Death Magic aura, the expression on Noren's face remained calm. With an indifferent look, she swung the scythe in her hand to block the attack coming from the cloaked figure's main body directly in front of her.
Noren seemed as if she hadn't noticed the phantoms behind her at all. Her gaze was fixed on the cloaked figure's main body before her from start to finish, with no intention of paying attention to those two attacks behind her.
However, just as those two phantoms were about to strike Noren, an astonishing scene occurred.
The ground beneath Noren's feet instantly transformed into a pool of blood. Her entire body then merged into the blood pool like a melting snowman.
"This is..."
Facing this sudden change, the cloaked figure showed no panic whatsoever. He instantly realized what Noren had just done. With a light tap of his toes against the ground, his entire figure retreated violently backward.
The next instant, countless massive blood spikes gushed forth from that blood pool on the ground which was only the size of a washbasin, instantly piercing through the bodies of those two phantoms.
"Alchemy? You are... a Torido?"
The cloaked figure looked coldly at Noren, who had revealed her form once more from the blood pool, and slowly spoke his guess.
"Hmph!"
Noren snorted coldly and did not answer the cloaked figure's words.
However, in reality, when she used alchemy, she had already practically revealed her identity as Blood Clan royalty.
Alchemy. Although this miraculous craft was not unique to the Blood Clan royalty, and many Blood Clan nobles, and even members of other races including humans, could use it, what they excelled in was merely the most superficial aspects of alchemy. All they could do was use alchemy to create some magic potions or small trinkets like alchemy dolls.
But this craft, if used by the Blood Clan royalty Torido, was something entirely different from the outside world.
As everyone knew, Blood Clan nobles, depending on their bloodline, would hold special authorities unique to their own bloodline.
And the Torido's authority was precisely [Material Conversion].
If others wanted to convert alchemical ingredients in their hands, they had to rely on various alchemical equipment for assistance. But for a Torido to accomplish this, they only needed to consume a bit of magic.
Just like the scene earlier, Noren's action amounted to just four words: lure the enemy in deep.
She allowed the cloaked figure's phantoms to get closer and closer to her. Finally, at the instant they were about to touch her, she used her authority to convert part of the ground beneath her feet into her own blood pool, and then used the Blood Clan royal innate talent [Blood Control] within the blood pool to eliminate them with blood spikes in one fell swoop while their attacks missed and they lost their balance!
The only pity was that this cloaked fellow seemed quite intelligent and had seen through her intention at a glance, so she hadn't been able to take out the main body as well.
"The authority to convert matter. That blood-colored crystal earlier was also..."
The cloaked figure casually swung the greatsword in his hand and spoke in a low, indifferent voice.
"A very impressive authority. Unfortunately, it's all flash and no substance. Completely useless."
"..."
Noren didn't respond, but from her increasingly darkened expression, it was clear that her mood had probably grown even worse.
……
"Umm... Evie, why do I feel like... Dear Noren is at a bit of a disadvantage?"
On a rooftop not far away, Evelia, Amya, and Lina were quietly watching the battle between Noren and the cloaked figure below while eating small cakes provided by Lola.
"Don't worry~ Even though Dear Noren is usually very soft, she's still very impressive at critical moments~ Especially when someone tries to touch Lina. That's Dear Noren's absolute bottom line!"
Evelia took a bite of the small cake and answered nonchalantly.
Tonight she neither had to get pegged nor fight, and there was even free small cake to eat. Sure enough, choosing to make that bet with Amya and come back again was such the right decision!
Although at first she had indeed made that bet with Amya out of her understanding of and concern for Lina, good people get good rewards, and hadn't her reward just arrived?
Mm! Lola's skills really are quite impressive. No wonder Dear Noren usually loves eating the small cakes Lola makes so much. This stuff without blood added really is delicious~
"By the way Lina, did you find anything at the orphanage? That cloaked figure earlier seemed to be asking you for some... Recording Orb? Was he referring to that thing invented by the Elves?"
Suddenly, as if she had remembered something, Evelia turned her head and asked Lina while eating.
"..."
However, Lina seemed to be immersed in her own world, eating the small cake bite by bite with a dull expression, showing no reaction whatsoever.
"Lina?"
"Eh eh eh! What is it, Big Sister Evelia?"
"It's nothing important... what were you thinking about just now, Lina?"
"Nothing much, just feel like something is... not quite right..."
Lina looked worriedly at the two people below who had already started clashing again. But judging by her gaze, what she was worried about didn't seem to be her own wife, but rather that cloaked figure wielding the pitch-black sword.
She had already felt that something wasn't quite right earlier, but she couldn't figure out exactly where the problem lay. Now that she had time to sit down and think carefully, Lina finally discovered what had made her feel something was off.
It was this cloaked figure... his attitude seemed to have become somewhat different after seeing her appearance...
First was the moment shortly before when she was about to be killed by him. Although she had temporarily closed her eyes due to fear of death at the time, she could still clearly feel that the fierce wind originally whistling toward her seemed to stagnate for an instant right when her hood fell off.
And at that moment, this cloaked figure seemed to have quietly said one word: "You..."
That obvious astonishment... could he possibly be someone she knew?
But his swordsmanship was extremely refined... in her memory, she didn't seem to know anyone who had cultivated their swordsmanship to such a powerful level!
The only one who was a bit more formidable was Jasmine. Back then she had the fortune of seeing her use Black Keys in combat once. Although she was somewhat reluctant to admit it, facts were facts. In close combat, Jasmine, a nun who walked the traditional God-given Magic path, might even be above herself, an Executor.
Wait! Two experimental subjects... perfect vessel... adoption with unknown purpose... and Father's words... useless subject, put to good use?
Could it be...
Lina's brows slightly furrowed as a terrifying thought gradually formed in her mind, one that even she found horrifying.
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