TPITT - Chapter 246

'What's the angle of the breath?!'

'Get out of the way!'

Upon closer inspection, a silver scepter was hovering over Snorret’s reflection barrier. Only then did Michael and Snorret realize that Eve was interfering with Snorret’s reflection barrier with Arachne. She was changing the angle so that the breath would not directly hit the allies in the rear.

This was possible thanks to Eve's innate spatial sense and delicate ability to use magic.

“Your Highness the 7th Princess..."

"Oh my God..."

Everyone was so moved that they just blankly stared at Eve. However, Eve herself had her eyes closed and was concentrating so hard that she couldn't see the eyes looking up at her.

It was at that time that the allies all formed a consensus that 'what would have happened if the 7th Princess had not existed?'

[Who is it! Who did this!]

Kwakwakwakwang!

Ambroxa continued to search the battlefield without stopping, pouring out his breath. His bloodshot eyes soon found the cause.

[It's you! It's your doing!]

"Omg!"

The gaze of the Lord-class dragon was not blocked by a weak organ like the eyelids. The gaze of an extra-human being could be felt even with one's eyes closed.

Still, Eve struggled to concentrate.

Then something bizarre and shocking happened.

Bam! Bam!

One of Ambroxa's seven heads split off from the main body and spread its wings to become a new entity.

“Hey, what is that!”

Eve opened her eyes only after hearing the shocked screams of someone.

"OMG!"

What she saw was a dragon the size of a house, rushing in through the gap.

'...!'

Ambroxa's breath had not yet ended. So she could not move from her seat to break her concentration. And the same was true for Snorret and Michael.

“Eve!”

If Michael leaves his position, Snorret will die and Eve's position will be directly hit by the breath. Michael cannot save Eve. His face is distorted with despair.

“Ugh!”

Eve squeezed her eyes shut. The last thing she saw was the abyssal mouth of the demonic dragon trying to devour her.

That was when she felt someone embracing her.

Kwaaaaang!

An explosion that seemed to rip off her eardrums was heard nearby. But there was no pain or shock in her body. Eve quietly opened her eyes.

“Lord Halsten?”

“Yes, Your Highness. I will.”

Gulp.

Eve became aware of the presence of hot liquid running down her face and chest.

It wasn't her blood. Eve cried out in shock.

“Blood, blood! Lord Halsten...!”

“I am fine, Your Highness.”

“What’s okay!”

“It’s not my blood. Stay calm and concentrate.”

Elijah's last words woke Eve. Ambroxa was still breathing with all his might. The lives of a thousand of her allies were at stake.

After a long standoff, the momentum gradually died down. Until then, Elijah had been maintaining the barrier to block the divided demon dragon. He shouted as if he had reached his limit.

“Brother, what are you doing! Hurry up and finish it!”

It was the moment when the words ended.

Swish!

The split dragon split in half, revealing Michael's figure beyond it.

“Eve!”

“I’m fine. Lord Halsten...!”

“No, Your Highness. It’s not me.”

"What?"

Only then was Eve's mind able to properly understand the situation.

Elijah only lost his strength and suffered no injuries. This was because someone else had stopped the dragon before him.

The amber eyes shook violently. What they saw was the silver-haired knight who had fallen, covered in blood.
"Mil..."

After a long trembling of the lips, the voice finally burst out.

“Sir Millard!”

Meanwhile, Michael picked up Sylvestian and turned him over. With a face covered in blood, he opened his eyes with difficulty.

"Your Highness..."

“Sir Millard!”

“I’m glad you’re safe... Cough!”

“Bring me the potion! Quickly!”

It was at that moment that Elijah, who had been ordered to do so, flew into the air. A trembling hand covered Eve's hand that was on the ground.

Sylvestian said with an earnest gesture as if telling her not to leave his side.

"Your Highness..."

“Yes, Sir Millard.”

“It is an honor to be able to die... as Your Majesty’s knight..."

“Dying? Why are you saying such mean things? Don’t say it.”

“I’m sorry... but thank you for watching over me..."

“If you keep saying that, I’ll fire you!”

“Oh, just that... please..."

The focus inside Sylvestian's walls became blurry. He looked back at Michael, having no time.

“Michael..."

“Sylvie.”

“Her Highness... Please take good care of her..."

After saying his last unfinished request, he closed his eyes.

Eve grabbed his hand tightly.

“Sir Millard?”

“Sir Millard.”

“Sylvestian Millard.”

No matter how much she called, there was no answer.

Eve and Michael remained silent, looking down at the silver-haired knight whose eyes were closed as if he were sleeping.

“Huh..."

Eve swallowed the something that was bubbling up inside her. The situation was too urgent to allow herself to wallow in sorrow.

“Elijah, please take care of Sylvie.”

“Yes, bro.”

Michael left Sylvestian in the care of Elijah, who had returned with the potion and got up.

At that moment, something strange happened to Ambroxa again.

[Kuaaaah!]

“What is it this time!”

Someone cried out in shock. This change was more shocking than a head-splitting off into a new entity.

The remaining six heads were chopped into countless pieces.

Ambroxa now looked more like a swarm of giant snakes than a single dragon. If it had not been called Ambroxa, it might have been called Medusa's Head.

Hundreds of thousands of snakeheads shot small breaths in all directions.

This change was a self-rescue measure for the dragon that had lost its flight ability and maneuverability and was now stuck on the ground.

It changed its form into a form that can launch a barrage of attacks from all sides to prevent the enemy from approaching it. It can be said to be Ambroxa's last desperate attempt.

“Don’t be surprised! The dragon that fell to the ground just turned into a bug!”

Michael grabbed Nightray to finish the job.

“All Dandelion troops in the rear, stand in a defensive position! Knight troops in the front, follow me and breakthrough!”

"Yes!"

As the knights formed their ranks, Eve stood next to Michael and spoke.

“I’ll intercept it. So that it’s easy to break through.”

“Then I guess I can trust you and go straight ahead.”

Michael, who showed his trust, pulled Eve's hand towards him. He gave his lord and lover a kiss of respect, as a knight would do before an important battle.

“My Princess, my lord, my Eve. Victory to you.”

“Please come back.”

Michael's two feet hit the ground.

Michael took the lead and charged forward towards the Ambroxans who were firing their breaths indiscriminately.

Thanks to Snorret's barrier and Eve's interception, they were able to approach at a fast speed.

The Nightray has a black light.

[Kuaaaaak!]

Most creatures cannot attack and defend at the same time.

By taking the form of firing breath attacks in all directions as the best defense, Ambroxa actually became vulnerable to defense.

Michael's Nightray cut deep into Ambroxa's body, exploding dark energy from within.

[You creatures forsaken by God! You ugly little creatures of alchemists forsaken by God!]

“Shut up, you ugly dragon.”

[I won't go alone! I won't go alone!]

Ambroxa, who sensed his end, went berserk. His entire body showed signs of exploding.

Michael shouted.

“Break down the ground!”

Kwarrrrrrrr!

As powerful magic poured down, the ground began to erode. Canyons appeared where there had been none before.

Gravity pulled the terrible behemoth down.

[Kuaaaah!]

Michael still had his Nightray embedded in him, trying to end his last breath.

Kroong! Kroong! Kroong!

The dragon fell between countless eroding rocks. Michael was also riding on top of it.

Soon the two beings were dragged into an abyss-like canyon. The earth swallowed them up.

Kwakwakwakwakwang!

A powerful explosion occurred below. The cracks in the canyon widened further and the surrounding ground warped. The earth of Yggras cried out in pain.

“Michael!”

Eve ran hurriedly and looked down into the valley. There was only darkness there.

“Michael! Michael...!”

Only an empty echo came back.

At that moment, a beautiful red glow began to rise from the bottom of the valley that seemed to be reaching the bottomless pit. The color was like a magic stone. It was a sign that Ambroxa had died and was beginning to crystallize.

"Ah..."

But even after waiting for a long time, Michael did not come up. Eve looked down at the canyon and leaned forward.

“I have to find it. I have to find Michael..."

“No!”

“Get out of the way, Sir Wint!”

“You can’t, Your Highness. The crystallization will consume not only the dragon’s body but also the surrounding area. The entire body may be involved.”

“Sir Wint!”

Thanks to Michael, all the homunculus were freed from the brainwashing of the royal family. At this moment, Eve was betrayed. Snorret disobeyed the order and blocked Eve with her body.

It was when Eve was struggling violently in Snorret's arms.

“You can cut my throat later, but please... Don’t go now..."

How come all the homunculus have Eve's weakness?

It was something she didn't know how to do. The pleading whispers killed Eve's will to resist.

"Yes..."

Eve mustered all her strength to control herself. After taking dozens of deep breaths, she finally regained some of her composure.

It was then. A huge hole appeared in the dark blue sky as night fell. It was a warp gate.

The second contingent arrived at the valley after a long time. The second contingent entered along the paths opened up on the left and right by the advance party's knights and Dandelion troops.

The leader, of course, was Brigitte. As soon as she spotted Eve standing with her back to the canyon, she shouted with deliberate force.

“Where is the Demon Dragon!”

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