Chapter 216

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However, Aisha wasn’t buying Izay’s “anguish” one bit.

“Tch, you little brat, if you want me to fall, don’t hold back! What’s with these wimpy attacks? Who are you trying to defeat with this?”

The female warrior grinned mockingly, her eyes locked onto Izay’s face as their weapons clashed, her grin turning fierce.

She wanted to show him that an Amazon isn’t someone who can be beaten by an opponent going easy.

‘But I’m not just holding back for you…’ Izay wanted to retort.

But upon noticing her body still trembling from pain, he silently decided against saying it.

In truth, up until now, aside from his all-out fight with the frog, Izay had held back against everyone else.

Otherwise, with his Level 4 beyond-class strength, he could have truly executed a real “infiltration.”

Grandpa King Hassan would have surely praised his expertise.

But he didn’t do that.

Because today, he came to rescue people, not kill them.

If he really did that, the entire Familial Group of Ishtar would vanish. As the instigator, what would make him any different from those in the Dark Faction?

So Izay simply knocked out the battle prostitutes, using just enough force to ensure they’d sleep for a night.

But Aisha’s strength far exceeded the other Amazons; she was on the brink of leveling up. Treating her like the others clearly wouldn’t suffice.

He needed to step it up…

“Alright then, I’ll get serious. Be careful,” Izay thought and gave a slight warning before deciding to finish off this sister-in-law figure.

“Oh? Finally decided…!?” Aisha prepared to say something as usual.

But before she could finish, she noticed the spear disengaging from its struggle with the Great Knife.

It wasn’t pushed away or repelled.

It retreated.

The spear suddenly disengaged from the stalemate!

This unexpected retreat disrupted Aisha’s fighting rhythm, causing her body to instinctively lean forward.

Just then, the dark silver spear arrived.

Its flexible shaft struck her abdomen, sending her flying into the garden’s lawn like a projectile.

The powerful impact combined with the secondary damage from landing on the grass rendered Aisha unconscious as expected.

“This doesn’t count as sneaky, right?” Izay muttered while flipping his spear, then proceeded towards the altar.

“A-Aisha-nee-san!?” On the altar, Haruhi couldn’t help but worry when she saw Aisha being knocked out.

“Don’t worry, Haruhi. I know my limits. She’ll just be out for the night,” Izay said lightly as he broke the chains binding the girl with a few quick stabs, offering reassurance.

At most, she’d wake up tomorrow with some soreness…

After freeing Haruhi from the chains, Izay smiled gently and extended his hand toward her kneeling form on the altar: “I’ve come for you. Will you come with me?”

As his words fell silent…

Next moment, tears welled up in Haruhi’s eyes…then she beamed with joy.

“Thank you, Master Izay…” The tearful fox girl didn’t directly answer Izay’s question but took his hand instead, expressing her feelings through action.

Under Izay’s guidance, the young girl slowly stood up and was drawn into his embrace.

Her heart, filled with immense happiness and youthful sentiment, was warm yet overwhelmed by shyness, unable to utter the three words “I do.”

It felt…like a proposal…

Because of Izay’s intervention, the usually more reserved fox girl became somewhat more cheerful, her mind blooming optimistically like a peach orchard…

Until just moments ago, her concern for Aisha vanished completely.

Maybe that’s what happens when you find love—you forget about your sister! Prioritizing romance over familial bonds!

Izay habitually reached up to stroke her fox ears, the two basking in each other’s warmth under the moonlit sky.

But not everyone was willing to play background music at this moment.

“Gaaah! Aaaaaaaaahhhhhh……”

Fulini groaned miserably, her whole face exposed to the night air.

From the time she was kicked away to when Izay went to the altar to save Haruhi, it hadn’t even been a few minutes.

During this brief recovery period, after secretly taking the Panacea to heal the initial arrow wound, she discovered—her teammates were all KO’d.

What a taste…

Are you all faking it!? A legitimate fake match?!

Seeing Izay and Haruhi standing close together not far away, Fulini felt her sanity shatter.

But perhaps she had learned her lesson this time and didn’t lose control of her thoughts.

That giant frog-like face split open with laughter.

Then, with a hint of menace, she spoke.

“Haruhi! You think you can escape? We’re just back to square one! Nothing has ended!”

We’re merely back to the starting point.

From Fulini’s perspective, this was a logical conclusion.

With the ritual disrupted, losing to Izay, and almost everyone incapacitated, Fulini could still laugh because the Killing Stone could be prepared again!

And Haruhi was still part of Goddess Ishtar’s Familial Group!

As long as the goddess didn’t agree to revoke her divine blessing, she would never leave this place!

Thus…

“Give me magic! Did you hear that?! Or do you want Goddess Ishtar to punish you? Haha ha ha ha—”

Her failed attempt at a seductive croak made Haruhi beside Izay flinch, her delicate hand unconsciously gripping his clothes as she lowered her head.

Her body, golden hair, and tail trembled.

“Shut up, toad.”

Facing the woman whose actions could only be described as “disgusting,” Izay glared coldly at her.

“Hahahahaha! Are you embarrassed because I hit the nail on the head?! There’s no way you’re taking this ugly girl away today! She has an obligation to work for us!”

Seeing her words seem to take effect, the giant woman escalated her taunts.

“Hmph.” Whether or not he was amused, Izay let out a scornful chuckle. “Do you know why Goddess Ishtar hasn’t reacted at all despite our prolonged battle here?”

One arm wrapped around Haruhi, while his other hand gripped the cursed weapon responding to its master’s will, radiating chilling light under the moonlight.

The spear tip embedded into the ground, Izay released his weapon and aimed with his forearm.

“Hahahahahahah, hah—?”

Her laughter stopped abruptly.

Even as dimwitted as she was, she sensed something amiss at this moment.

The charging magic…and…the goddess’s reaction!

Why hasn’t the goddess, who should have been furious by now, shown up yet? Why?

No one answered her questions, nor gave her time to think.

Magic arrays unfolded layer by layer in Izay’s hand.

Unlike typical magicians who can only display one magic array, at least three or four eight-pointed stars overlapped and rotated in front of Izay’s palm, intertwining runes.

“—『Blessing·Starfall』!!”

「Magical Arts」 activated!

「Starshine」 activated!

Massive mana infusion!!

“HOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMM——”

The scale of the azure magical bullet approached that of a “beam,” the surge of mana causing the atmosphere to swell, wind pressure blowing everything around away.

An overwhelming storm raged, making it impossible to keep one’s eyes open, smoke swirling violently as the streaks of light shot straight toward Fulini.

“Guhhhhhhaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhh!!!”

The “beam” struck her massive body directly, the energy slamming her into every obstacle until she flew far back.

Smashing through the sturdy outer wall, she plummeted from the forty-story height.

As for the “beam”?

Adjusted intentionally by Izay, it finally soared upward diagonally toward Orario, disappearing into the vast heavens.