Chapter 13: Andrew Takes Action

Chapter 13: Andrew Takes Action

Compared to Mork’s rage, Airael was smiling.

She realized that dealing with Mork wasn’t that hard after all; she just needed to flex her mental muscles a bit!

Knowledge is power!

Although knowledge alone couldn’t magically help her take down Mork, it sure could aid her in better utilizing her own powers against him.

Of course, the most important thing is to have a fighting spirit!

At that moment, Airael’s smile felt like a barefaced mockery to Mork.

Without hesitation, he charged straight at Airael.

His footsteps were heavy, causing the ice on the city wall to crack and form large holes.

It felt like he was stomping on Airael’s very existence with every step!

Watching this unfold, Airael’s eyes widened.

“Is it really necessary to be this angry?”

And as Mork rushed towards her, Airael began to retreat.

She wasn’t moving herself; rather, she was manipulating the ice beneath her feet to glide along.

With the ice shifting, she moved right along with it.

Nearby ice had transformed into a conveyor belt under her command.

This way, she could maintain her speed without worry of tumbling.

Most importantly, Airael felt like this skill had a certain class.

Sure enough, those nearby stared wide-eyed at Airael, who appeared to be moving without even moving her feet!

Many of them were seasoned warriors, but they’d never seen such an ability before.

Mork gritted his teeth, witnessing Airael showcase yet another magical trick.

Unlike Airael’s calm demeanor, every step he took was careful.

One wrong move, and he’d make a complete fool of himself!

As Airael freely navigated the ice, maintaining a distance from Mork, her smile reappeared.

But soon after, her expression shifted to one of concern.

Although Mork couldn’t reach her for now, she couldn’t reach him either!

That guy had decent magical resistance, and now, he had a black turtle shell on top of that—making him even harder to deal with.

For now, she could only use various tactics to restrict him and buy time.

Defeating him would require a new strategy entirely.

And dragging things out with Mork, Airael had no idea how long she could last.

Plus, if Mork’s attention shifted away from her, she’d have a tough time stopping him.

It was safe to say she felt quite passive in this battle.

Realizing the situation, Airael’s earlier joy evaporated.

She watched Mork, who was still trying to close the gap, as she considered various possible moves.

In this chase between them, no one else was intervening thanks to Airael’s previous words.

However, those surrounding Airael were the only ones who obeyed; anyone else who wasn’t nearby hadn’t received that order.

Not to mention, Arthur didn’t have to listen to it either.

Within the human army, Airael had no authority to command him.

“Ailia!”

Having spotted the situation, Arthur exclaimed and immediately abandoned his current enemy, rushing over here.

Oblivious to the chaos, Arthur’s sudden departure caused the advancing human soldiers to lose their edge, beginning to get locked in combat with orcs while their frontline gradually retreated under the orc counterattack.

The orcs weren’t fools.

Seeing the situation, it was clear that the humans were facing trouble.

If they didn’t seize the opportunity to reclaim lost ground now, then when?

Therefore, the orc’s counteroffensive was fiercer than ever.

“Courageous and strong orc warriors, drive these puny humans back!”

The orc commander roared, followed by a thunderous drumbeat.

Hearing the drums, the orcs became bloodthirsty, fighting with exceptional fervor.

In contrast, the human momentum waned significantly.

Elsewhere, Cain was shaking off the residual blood that had surged within him as he crawled up from a corner of the city wall, clutching his chest.

That hit from Mork had certainly knocked the wind out of him.

No trace of pain remained now.

“It hurts like hell!”

Rubbing his chest, Cain frowned and muttered.

That moment was certainly the most embarrassing for him.

He had truly underestimated the world’s heroes.

Though few creatures reached the heroic tier, those who did were undoubtedly powerful.

First Arthur, now Mork.

Arthur wasn’t overwhelmingly strong, but Mork felt utterly ridiculous to Cain.

The gap between them was vast.

However, Cain didn’t let Mork’s strength deter his fighting spirit.

The flame of his battle-driven heart was certainly not so easily extinguished.

Quickly regaining his composure, Cain charged at Mork.

At this point, Mork was drawing very close to Airael.

Though Airael had created a reasonably speedy conveyor belt of ice to aid her movement, Mork, having adapted to walking on ice, was faster than her magic-borne speed.

The obstacles Airael placed in his path had little effect.

Faced with this situation, Airael felt a sense of panic rising within her.

If she didn’t do something soon, once Mork closed in, the consequences would be dire.

Her “half-baked” martial skills would certainly be insufficient before Mork!

Just as Airael resolved to use her trump card, a grizzled voice echoed across the battlefield.

It was the sound of someone chanting a spell.

Airael was very familiar with that voice.

It was Andrew!

Andrew was already on the city wall with a group of people in tow.

Seeing the situation unfold, he wasted no time and began casting spells to assist Airael.

Though Airael was quite mysterious, Andrew had observed her close relationship with Arthur over the past few days—no longer simply relying on collected rumors.

Having cohabitated, it was only a matter of time before those two would be thinking about babies!

In that case, marrying each other as nominal partners seemed like a natural progression.

While Arthur’s marriage arrangement left Andrew feeling a tad regretful, he thought Airael wasn’t a bad candidate after all.

After all, she was a capable woman, not just a decorative vase!

Of course, it would be even better if she could provide Arthur with some political leverage.

Enough of this idle talk; disregarding their previous dealings, Andrew’s intentions were clear enough for him to leap in and save her.

Andrew was chanting quickly, and his spell was quite brief.

Before long, his magic came into fruition.