I Stayed Loyal When My Teacher Was Betrayed - Chapter 46



46 – Revenge Part 6

Rosemary, who was under relentless enemy attacks.

At this sight, she furrowed her brows slightly.

“No matter what, isn’t this a bit dangerous?”

Despite instilling fear with her immense magical power, she swiftly responded to the situation.

But it seemed that he wasn’t entirely defenseless, considering he previously struck her in the back.

Directed toward her position,

Sharp lightning bolts came down,

And that strike successfully shattered her once unbreakable barrier.

Followed by falling flames and ice.

Individually, they were nothing special, but Rosemary quickly calculated amidst the simultaneous assaults from high-level sorcerers.

Evade.

Or defend.

If evading succeeded, victory was assured. However, if it failed, the risk would be great.

On the other hand, defending could prevent the worst-case scenario but inevitably come with some losses.

Within this predicament,

Her choice was evasion.

-Whoosh!

Rosemary, making her body lighter with magic, narrowly avoided the incoming attacks.

Some might question what kind of evasion a witch could employ, but any witch or wizard with strategic thinking should be adept enough to evade enemy attacks.

Unlike warriors who could envelop their entire bodies with armor, witches had to wear robes that enhanced their magical power, causing a slight deficiency in basic defense.

Considering even the basic barrier had its limits, she had to be able to maneuver her body to mitigate the enemy’s assaults.

Rosemary, evading the attacks with a circus-like grace.

However…

-Zap!!

“Heh!”

A lightning strike hit near her leg.

Rosemary momentarily lost her balance due to what seemed to be an attack fired by Ranselot.

Attacks were flying towards her without stopping.

Suddenly, she thought she had pushed herself too far for her age and let out a bitter smile.

At that moment…

-Thunk!

Something black abruptly appeared in front of her.

Even though she couldn’t clearly see his face, Rosemary instantly recognized who he was.

Just like in the past,

He stood in front of her, protecting her.

The man she trusted and relied on more than anyone else.

“Ed… ward…”

Whispering his name in a soft voice, Rosemary unconsciously smiled.

Right after, all the attacks flying towards her were blocked and vanished by the forcefield created by Edward.

Her disciple… No, the man who was incredibly dependable in times of danger.

As she realized this, gratefulness and joy filled her.

Looking back, he always did this.

No matter when or where,

No matter what form he took.

He always appeared at the critical moments, shielding her from danger.

Feeling thankful,

Feeling happy.

In that moment,

Rosemary made a decision deep in her heart.

And…

“Shall I kill them, Master?”

The man asked in a solemn voice.

To this, Rosemary declared with deep satisfaction, “Kill them.”

*

Suddenly appearing demons.

Seeing him ward off their attack without any harm, Rancelot felt perplexed, but soon he regained his composure and calmly issued orders.

“No need to fear, it’s only one more enemy!”

Even the fearsome Rosetta had just been injured in the previous attack.

That demon could be dispatched easily as well.

Rancelot made the decision and once again instructed his subordinates to attack, whereupon they began casting spells, channeling their magic.

However…

“Huh?”

“W-What’s happening?”

In the next moment, a sudden phenomenon emerged from the demons, enveloping the surroundings.

Although it felt peculiar, the phenomenon itself wasn’t particularly strong. What struck the mages, including Rancelot, the most was that their actions hadn’t caused any significant harm to the enemies.

“Ugh, no need to bother with such nonsense! Attack them all! Let’s wipe out those demons and witch women for good this time!”

They hesitated at the command, feeling uncertain, yet still attempted to launch an attack.

But just as they were about to cast their attack spells, something unknown and metallic appeared in the path of their lightning barrage, right in front of the demons.

As soon as the object was placed there…

*Bang!*

“!!”

A beam of light suddenly burst forth.

What it was, they couldn’t exactly discern.

Only one thing was clear: that metallic object, just moments ago, had flown towards them carrying immense energy.

And shortly after that beam of light vanished,

Rancelot cautiously opened his eyes and exclaimed,

“Gasp!”

The scene that followed made his face stiffen.

“What… What is this? What in the world…”

From the recent attack, he didn’t feel a particularly strong force.

However, the power of the energy shockwave that narrowly grazed his side far exceeded his expectations.

His subordinates standing right beside him fell to the ground one after another.

Some of them even had their heads blown off, leaving only their torsos behind,

Even those who were still alive were mangled as if torn apart in some places.

An unimaginable destructive force, almost as disorienting as the flash of light.

He couldn’t comprehend how it was possible.

Whether it was based on an incomprehensible formula or something else entirely.

But at least Ranselot could be certain of one thing.

In this moment, he was undeniably screwed.

With this strike, over half of his subordinates were literally wiped out.

Even the ones still breathing had lost the will to fight.

And among them was Ranselot himself, who narrowly survived at the cost of his life.

Subordinates who had lost their morale.

On the other hand, there were demons wielding an inexplicable power and a witch who, despite being injured, still seemed capable of continuing the battle.

It was obvious that no matter how the fight continued in this situation, the outcome would be predictable.

“I… I’ll die… If I keep dragging out this fight here, I’ll definitely die!”

But with the momentum to kill first from this side, there was no room for dialogue.

Any feeble excuse would only hasten death.

In that case, there was only one option left.

“You… You bastards! Do you think you can get away with such actions? I am Ranselot, the greatest magician of this country and its protector! How dare a mere adventurer like you…”

Power that was considered helpful even in this situation.

The so-called authority.

No matter how much of a monster the opponent might be, he thought that they wouldn’t dare touch him, who held the real power in this country.

But…

-Bam!

“….Huh?”

In the next moment, the sudden appearance of a demon right before his eyes.

At the same time, Ranselot felt as if he was suffocating suddenly and looked at his body, stunned.

Then what came into view were arms piercing through his heart…

Standing in front of him was…

An arm of a demon.

He realized what it meant.

“Cough! Kuhk! Heo-heo-eok!”

Ranselot spewed blood out of his mouth.

In severe pain, he struggled to do anything he could.

He did not want to die.

It couldn’t end like this.

He was Ranselot.

The pillar of this kingdom who supported the foolish Queen Michaela, and the only being that could lead this country in the right direction.

For this purpose, for all the people he had killed up until now…

His own death, rather than anyone else’s, was something he could never accept.

But no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn’t stop what was approaching him.

His entire body was losing strength.

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His vision blurred and grew dark.

A feeling that everything was falling apart into a frigid world.

Thus, the man who had created countless deaths for himself until now,

found himself falling to the pitch-black bottom of the abyss.

To where people call “Hell,” the place where God’s judgment is held…

*

“Coo…her…eo…”

Breathing out dying breaths, Ranselot faced death head-on.

Despite being someone who boasted about and clung onto the idea of being a ruler till his very last moment, I had no interest in such things.

There was no need to complicate things and calculate.

Right now, I am just an existence following my teacher’s direction.

If my teacher

After sending the scourge, who was the enemy of my master and my enemy to hell, I coldly threw his body to the side and looked at the remaining guys.

“Wow!”

“Well then, shall we hear what happened?”

“I… I will talk!”

“I… I will tell you everything! Please… please just let me live.”

The guys who simply told the story and the master who started recording it with magic.

After securing evidence of “justifiable defense,” I approached the master, who was smiling at this side.