Brigante Ark - Chapter 176

Their lovely luncheon was three days ago. Now, the two had discussed the step.

Before Alastor had worn his suit, Noora thought him a few spells to aid him in his battles. Most of the spells she thought of him are mana base magic since Alastor was a Mana Folder. Flamen, a spell that can blast a thing away, its power can even rival a mid-tier level spell just by adjusting its mana consumption. Biendo, it’s a binding spell, it can’t just only restrict the person’s body movements but also the person’s flow of mana, hence, making a person completely defenseless. Another spell he was taught was Delitesco, it’s a spell that allows a user to boost its agility and detection rate all the while his undetectability would shoot up, a perfect skill for infiltration.

Somewhere in their session, Noora was astounded that even being mana folder, Alastor managed to persevere in his profession. Of course, being him, Alastor remained humble.

He was generally instructed that if he wants an easy path, he should utilize the skills he was given. But if he faces the target, there’s a huge possibility that he has to deal with his minions later on and Noora told her that over the years, the traitor had developed monsters that could be on par with an A and S class adventurer. Alastor himself was just recently given the rank as a B+ class but he is nowhere near to a real deal, his ranking only came from the glade.

This thought gave him two options, deal with the lackeys before the upcoming battle or go straight to the main target and end the battle quickly. Choosing the latter won’t sound right for him, he doesn’t know what capabilities the enemies have nor he has confidence over his strength.

This request is a suicide mission.

Alastor was on the balcony. He was looking at the scrolls and potions in his sling bag. Aside from learning some skills, Noora had given scrolls and potions for his journey. But even he lifted his spirit, he can’t shake off the feeling of dread over this mission.

He tightened the strings and hung them on his back.

Noora came to him. She wore a white robe, a foreign black moon crest bore in her chest, and some linings that crept all over her breastplate and to her chausses. Her boots made a soft thump as she stopped by.

“Are you ready?” she asked.

He raised a brow, “Why are you wearing like that?”

“I’m coming too.”

“What? I thought I was supposed to be the only one who’s coming after him.”

“Yes. But I didn’t say I’m not going to help either. I kinda missed telling you that part.”

“So you’re going to handle the strong lackeys in that kingdom?”

She chuckles, “The chances that the stronger ones would appear on me are slim.”

“Wait. Why does it sound like you’re not coming with me?”

“Because I am not. I am planning to set a commotion on the other side of the town. You, on the other hand, will find a way to get inside and make your way to the castle.”

“How will you do that?”

She winks, “Trust me.”

By chanting a spell then containing it on the bottle. Noora stole a glance at Alastor.

“You ready for this?” she asked.

“And what would that thing be supposed to do?”

“You’ll see, but first…”

Noora get a hold of his arm and locked her slender arms.

“No matter what happened, don’t let go of me.” Noora firmly stated.

“If I say I am not comfortable with this, will it make any difference?”

“No.”

Alastor sighed. “I guess so.”

“We’ve been together in bed, there’s no need for the startled with such little things.”

Noora threw the bottle on the glass. Naturally, Alastor used his arm in an attempt to protect his face against the shards. The fragments did not reach but phases through. It was as soon as he react, he instantly felt his body become light. He saw the ground zoom away from him as they dive into the sky.

Alastor cried. Noora laughed.

“I understand your complexion, but there is really no need to be panic. The spell I perform just now allowed is to travel instantly with little restriction.”

He saw around him were the shards in the form of feathers, enveloping them with lights as they whizzed in the air. They came past by a forest and onto the cliff, then across the three mountains, he saw a town in the middle was a huge kingdom. Unlike hers, this domain speaks dread itself. Lifeless and shallow, that would be the perfect fit to describe what this place is. The travel to the enemy’s realm was supposed to be two days, but her way of traveling only took them 30 seconds to reach their destination.

They had landed in a secluded forest, just a few miles away from the enemies’ domain. Alastor can finally catch his breath.

“Noora,” he stated, “The next time you do it, please, warn me first.”

“You’ll get used to it, although, this would be likely the last.”

“Remind me again why I shouldn’t leave you here.”

“Because you need me to get back to your homeworld, and I need your help to free the damn souls in his domain.”

Alastor spat. “You really knew how to screw men.”

“You of all people had already experienced that.” She pointed to a station in the eastern part of the wall. Noora continued, “Use the spell Delitesco to hide and wait for them those monsters to be gone.”

“What would be the signal?”

“You’ll know once you get there.”

Alastor nodded.

The two had separated and went on their ways.

With the spell delitesco, Alastor managed to slip through the woods and maintained undetected from the marching patrols of undead knights.

He climbed on the tallest tree he saw, not too large, but not small either, just enough to peer on the enemies’ post.

“I hope she’s just not bluffing.”

Any moment from now, Alastor felt that the ground is shaking through the trembling tree. It was, later on, confirm by the reaction of the birds and some unfamiliar monsters running away.

He looks to his left where’s the direction of Noora’s path. A giant tree, over 30 feet, sprung out of the ground, its roots growing everywhere.

Noora stood tall on the branch of the tree.

“Dimiscus! If you can hear from that lousy throne of yours, I came here to end our hundreds of years of grudge. As you can see, I’m a lot more powerful than the last time we have met.”

On top of the castle, Dimiscus peer through the window in his seat while drinking his wine. He chuckled over her statement and stood.. His fingers pointed in her direction.