Did she already know what I would ask her for?

Ch 173: The appearance of a combat nun

Ch 173: The appearance of a combat nun

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'- Mm? Why does Victor act differently to that elf?'

Her adorableness may go to the skies, but that doesn't mean she's not intelligent. Several times she's spotted the holes in Emir's words, but she's kept quiet because she knows he possesses another woman.

It's quite logical that he wants to hide things from her so he doesn't hurt her.

"I see. Press your hand on this magic object"

"Yes."

'- Although he doesn't seem to have any expressions on his face, I think... he's seeing the elf as an enemy' Delia thought.

Her bad feeling increased in intensity as she felt time stop.

No sounds.

No movements.

No scents.

No life.

'- This is the same feeling I had during my pilgrimage journey, someone... Someone wants to assassinate me!'

If a Sword Saint can enhance his perception to temporarily move at the speed of light, then... What ability does the closest Saint to God possess?

That day when she lost her Saint class many died. But one thing to note is that, coincidentally, everyone around her ended up with minor injuries. And among them was Alessia's former team!

Alessia will always remember that day, even when she wants to forget it. She herself once said that she bathed in blood for the sake of defending Saint Delia. But with her level, how is it possible that she survived the enemy's surprise attack?

It's illogical, no matter how you look at it.

"Raise your arms"

"Yes"

'- My spear! I haven't been training all these days for nothing!'

In just one second, three events happened at the same time.

Victor moving his sword towards the heart of the enemy, Erniirí firing a magic arrow, and... Delia moving her spear!

*Slash*

*Swosh*

"Cof!" after coughing up a mouthful of blood he said, "Too late, knight..."

Victor: "!!!!"

'- How did that bow get into his hands?!' Victor thought in astonishment.

It was only then that Victor fully realized the elf's intention.

Being a Magic Archer is not a simple thing, especially since the requirements are too demanding. But if you somehow manage to obtain the class, then you immediately get two privileges. It makes the person able to strengthen his arrows with mana, and shoot accurate arrows regardless of the quality of the bow!

'- Miss Emilia is in danger!'

He pivoted around and ran in Delia's direction, but he acted late.

The arrow is about to assassinate her.

'- It can't be. I won't be able to reach he-...'

*Ting*

"Huh?"

"Miss Emilia, could I borrow your hand for a moment?"

"Mm? Yes, go ahead'' Delia stretched out her hand towards Victor.

Víctor's combat experience cannot be underestimated. Even when Delia gave her full attention towards Victor's action, she wasn't able to see how he used a magic item to corroborate her identity.

"Hm, your hand is that of a woman who has trained a lot."

"Mn! I train every day!"

He smiled in response, but his smile didn't last long.

[Emilia] [Priestess Lvl 18]

'- My Holy God Solus...'

He couldn't help but look up at the sky again.

"Is something wrong Victor?"

"N-nothing at all, I..."

He stopped his words midway. This is because, for the first time, he managed to catch a glimpse of Delia's tails. She has always covered herself with a cloak. So, it's very hard to remember her body because of the magic item she carries. But now everything is different.

'- Three tails? Is she a purebred?'

Delia: "!!!!"

Upon noticing his gaze, Delia quickly rearranged her cloak so that her body was covered. Although the cloak possesses some holes due to the previous battle, she somehow managed to cover herself.

'- Will Victor be able to remember what I look like?' Delia felt a little worried.

"Miss Emilia, this place is not safe. I will do my best to have more guards added for your protection. Now, please, follow me" With that said, Victor turned around and started walking.

"Mn, okay"

'- He doesn't seem to mind my appearance. If so, then... He'll forget the details about me quickly.'

Obediently, Delia walked after Victor to prevent something similar from happening again.

'- 3 3 3 3 3 3 3 3'

Unaware that Victor is doing his best to remember the number of her tails.

***

Victor's request was accepted, and Delia was granted two more guards.

While she was getting acquainted with her new guards, Victor walked over to the tent belonging to Commander Cael.

'- 3 3 3 5 5 5 5... No, wait. It was three! Don't forget! 3 3 3 7 7 7 7... Damn it. At this rate, I'm going to forget it. I have to write it down!'

The Perception Inhibitor continued to act on Victor, but since it acts mostly on the face, he was able to remember that number for a longer time.

Just before he reached his destination, he managed to write it down on a piece of paper.

"If you are coming in such a hurry, there must be some new information that is important. Have you written it down?" Commander Cael asked from behind his desk, looking at the paper in Víctor's hands.

"That's right, commander."

In order for Delia to get even more guards, he drafted a report about everything that happened. And many people witnessed the situation, so it was as objective as possible.

"Is that paper? Hand it over," Cael stretched out his hand.

Very proud, Victor handed him the paper and lifted his chest, implying that he had made a significant contribution.

After reading it, Cael gritted his teeth and looked at Victor.

"What's this?"

With a smile, Victor said, "The winning lottery numbers!"

[3-5-7-11-16-17-18-21-23-25]

Cael: "..."

'- I see... If you wanted to die, you should have said it clearly. I'll gladly stab you.' With a twisted smile, Cael took the dagger from his waist.