Chapter 105

The 2nd Arc’s ultimate boss, Richard Pierce.

An entity you might by no means defeat head-on with ability alone.

However Ian boasted he knew most of his patterns. It was doable, given what number of instances he’d died within the recreation.

‘…Although I’ve by no means really overwhelmed him.’

Richard Pierce.

His presence was past what any participant might assess.

Not solely was he the perfect within the north, however he had additionally defeated members of the Bloodstone Cult.

The truth is, Richard’s true energy had by no means been correctly measured.

‘However.’

Now the state of affairs was clearly totally different from the sport.

Richard’s personal dantian jail was destroyed.

Even his reference to Sharon Pierce, who typically supported him, was severed.

‘I’ve to defeat him.’

It must be right here. This chance received’t come once more.

If left unchecked, Grand Duke Richard Pierce’s affect in future eventualities is absolute.

Particularly now that battle with him is inevitable, Ian is actually strolling into hell.

Particularly contemplating the insane issue spike in eventualities following this. This loopy recreation virtually ensures a foul ending.

And now, Richard Pierce’s anger is added on prime of that.

‘In that case, dying is likely to be preferable.’

However, if he defeats him right here.

‘It might result in a optimistic final result.’

It might change the circulation of the story.

It might create a brand new environment targeted on the Third Princess.

It might discover a approach to restrain the facility of the primary and second princesses and the prince, together with the Bloodstone Cult.

It might purchase time to organize for ‘them’ in the long term.

The conclusion is obvious.

‘Even when I’ve to take the chance, I’ll defeat Richard right here.’

How?

By taking advantage of understanding his patterns.

First, provoke him into attacking after which exploit the opening.

That’s why Ian repeatedly provoked Richard, gesturing to Yerina.

“Looks as if being a Bloodstone Cultist makes you clueless about human feelings. You couldn’t even cease your treasured jail from being walked throughout.”

“…Do you actually search demise?”

“Strive me. With out your base, simply as soon as.”

Richard was irritated by Ian’s fixed provocation.

— Kwaaaaang!

With a thunderous roar, Richard fees.

It’s as if an enormous horned beast is ramming its physique into him.

A straight-line assault stuffed with immense weight.

— Plop!

Ian made earth rise alongside his path. Since he couldn’t correctly manipulate magic, it will disrupt his spells.

“Murdah!”

However Richard, with out flinching, approaches with eerie steps.

— Kaaaang!

As soon as once more, Ian blocks Richard’s sword together with his staff-turned-shield, hitting the earthen wall once more to neutralize the power.

His wrist feels prefer it’s going to interrupt. Regardless of all of the obstacles he’s thrown at him, it’s not sufficient.

However this isn’t the top of this sample.

Quickly, ice spears shoot from Richard’s hand.

Simply as a grasp swordsman fights, Richard’s specialty is throwing surprising daggers even amidst a sword combat.

Ian rolls on the bottom to keep away from it. He anticipated it, and Richard’s energy was diminished with out his base.

“!”

Richard, considerably shocked.

Ian doesn’t miss this opportunity.

“Yerina!”

— Paaaaang!

Yerina, who had floated up into the air, strikes with immense power along with her mace.

— Kuuuuung!

The bottom shakes like an earthquake.

Because the settled mud clears, Yerina’s enlarged mace comes into view.

Silently, Richard’s mouth curled up.

Partially revealed by the blow of the mace, his gums are vampire-like.

With the velocity Richard might manipulate, he lunged in the direction of Ian.

Ian instantly raised Lunar.

Kaaang!

He blocked the primary blow, however…

“…Rattling.”

Curses involuntarily spewed from Ian’s mouth.

Virtually concurrently, there was no approach to block the onslaught of his ice pillars.

The world earlier than him shortly darkens.

— Quaaaaaaang!

“Iaaaan!”

Yerina, who had fallen, screamed in agony.

Kwaddudeuk.

A sound of one thing crumpling is heard.

Ian, who was floating within the air, fell as if he had been a puppet with its strings reduce.

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Sharon ran in the direction of the mansion as if possessed.

She couldn’t perceive why she was doing this.

Her thoughts and coronary heart had been too advanced to be outlined by only one factor.

Mom.

For Sharon, who had walked solely for her, it was an unimaginable change.

However the motive for this transformation was clear.

Ian.

“…Ian.”

She muttered the identify she had so despised.

— Quaaaaaaang!

As soon as once more, an explosion was heard from the mansion.

When did she stroll out so removed from the mansion?

A blizzard rages.

All of the sudden.

Sharon felt it.

This case proper now.

It resembled the day her mom left.

The incessant snowstorm.

The snow piled up on the bottom.

The roar heard past the snow.

“…No.”

Sharon murmured. She didn’t know what was improper, however she murmured.

Her already working footsteps quickened.

She ran at full velocity.

Her physique had already suffered appreciable accidents from forcibly severing the shared potion spell, however that wasn’t essential on this state of affairs.

Acquainted surroundings comes into view.

However the constructing that ought to be there may be gone.

The place there was a constructing simply moments in the past, there have been now rubble and snow.

Many individuals lay on the bottom.

However one individual mendacity down stood out.

In a area of pure white snow.

The chilly snow that appeared to cowl all the pieces.

There, it was stuffed with crimson blood.

Purple blood, like a pool of water, pooled as if to soften the chilly snow.

Steam rises.

…It’s that scene.

That day ten years in the past.

It’s the scene she noticed again then.

Solely the individual mendacity there has modified.

Jet-black hair. Deep darkish circles that appear to bear all the concerns of the world. Pale lips that don’t really feel alive.

“…Ian.”

Sharon’s lips trembled.

Her knees, which had sunk, started to stain crimson with blood.