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Chapter 124 : How did Dell enter the academy
Chapter 124 - How did Dell enter the academy?
Just as Winnie, unarmed and resigned to his fate, contemplated whether he'd have to transform into Vanessa to break the deadlock, the black-robed figure lunging at his flank with a bomb-like alchemical potion was smashed away like a bowling ball.
Winnie initially thought the patrol soldiers guarding the vicinity of the Camella royal capital had finally arrived, but then he reconsidered. Did the ordinary guards of the royal capital possess magic of such destructive power?
When he turned his gaze, he froze.
Shikondell, with her head bowed, kept her gaze hidden, making it impossible to discern her current expression.
Е̊ ṅu m̃ ӑ
From somewhere behind her, a giant queen flower had unfurled, its vines coiling around the black-robed figures who had surrounded her, flinging them like bowling balls towards his companions.
This sudden turn of events not only startled Winnie but the black-robed assailants as well.
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Before initiating their attack, they had conducted a preliminary assessment of the threats posed by both individuals, clearly deeming Winnie the greater danger. This frail-looking silver-haired elf appears unable to even wield a sword.
Of course, appearances could be deceiving. After all, the target was a student of the Carillian Academy, and one couldn't breach its threshold without possessing some genuine skill.
Upon witnessing Shikondell's seemingly passive and weak demeanor, offering no resistance, the black-robed figures became even more convinced that this silver-haired elf was a pushover, easily crushed.
An assassination attempt on the outskirts of the royal capital was an incredibly risky endeavor.
Ё n̂ u ḿ ӑ . іd
The capital's defenses far surpass those of other cities in the Camella Kingdom, with a greater number of watchtowers. Any delay in their actions will inevitably lead to their discovery.
Seeing that Winnie's Soul armament was like an impenetrable tortoise shell, impervious to poison blades and useless against poison, and that he was constantly vigilant against his colleagues attempting sneak attacks with incendiary potions, they signaled each other with their eyes.
They decided to change tactics: first, they would capture Shikondell to restrict Winnie's movements, and then they would eliminate him.
Just as they were about to successfully capture Shikondell, whom they considered a soft target, this “soft target” inexplicably began to hug her burnt clothing, her head bowed in silence.
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The black-robed figure beside her, attempting to seize her, suddenly felt his feet leave the ground.
With a bewildered expression, he looked up to find himself lifted by a monstrous plant taller than two men stacked together, and then violently hurled away.
Е̂ ṅüm̊ a .ì d̄
The other black-robed surrounding figures of Shikondell were also ensnared by vines that erupted from the ground.
The thorns on the vines pierced their skin, siphoning their life force like plant roots drawing nutrients, causing the assailants' spirits to gradually wane. They knew these terrifying plants were steadily draining their vitality.
If they didn't break free quickly, they would be sucked dry!
However, most of these assassins' Soul armaments were either one-star or two-star, and they were dominated at the Artisan stage, lacking any significant magical offensive capabilities.
They could only rely on various elemental alchemical potions to harm Winnie, thus possessing no means to escape the restraint of these thick vines.
Soon, these black-robed figures were reduced to withered husks, their eyes wide open, their bodies seemed reduced to skin stretched over bone.
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What is this?!
Realizing they had underestimated their opponents, the black-robed figures were thrown into a panic. Winnie, in the meantime, was dumbfounded.
Was this Shikondell's magic?
It had to be hers, right?
Winnie was truly shocked. In his eyes, Shikondell had always been an innocent, unlucky elven princess from a fallen kingdom, like a little rabbit that would startle at the approach of a stranger.
He believed that a girl with such a disposition, even with some talent, would be paralyzed by fear in a real combat situation, especially in a life-or-death battle.
Еń ů m̀ ă
Therefore, Winnie hadn't expected Shikondell to be of any help; in fact, he thought she would be a liability. In such unfortunate circumstances, he would have to rely solely on himself to carve out a path to survival.
Worse still, if Shikondell were in danger, he might have to take a huge risk and transform into Vanessa to save her.
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In essence, such a turn of events was entirely unexpected by Winnie.
The fact that Shikondell dared to kill, and employed magic that seemed 'cruel' in contrast to her gentle persona, was completely beyond Winnie's expectations.
No, something felt off.
Winnie looked at Shikondell, who stood motionless in the distance. Her head was bowed, obscuring her facial expression and gaze.
Е̇.n ū ḿa..і̊ d̊
Having spent so much time with Shikondell, Winnie felt that her current state was very unusual, completely unlike her usual self.
What was going on? Was she too scared?
Winnie couldn't understand.
The remaining black-robed figures, who were not yet bound by the vines, reacted and immediately drew their swords, slashing at Shikondell.
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Shikondell didn't dodge. She remained standing still. As the blades were mere inches away, several thick vines blocked the attackers' swords.
Following this, these black-robed figures, without exception, were bound by the vines and instantly sucked dry.
È n̂ u̇mӓ
This swift and decisive killing efficiency made Winnie question if Shikondell was truly responsible, as she had been standing there since the beginning, not moving a single step.
But it could just be Shikondell.
After throwing those black-robed figures back like trash, the remaining assailants were instantly forced from an offensive to a defensive posture. The situation had rapidly turned disadvantageous.
They had already struggled to deal with Winnie, and now they rely on surprise attacks and hostage-taking.
With their hostage gone and replaced by a man-eating queen flower, they were faced with an assault, and the situation quickly deteriorated.
One black-robed assailant, demonstrating strong adaptability, noticed that the opponent's magic was nature-based. He immediately retrieved a fire potion and, applying the correct countermeasure, hurled it towards the queen flower's tendrils.
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Nature-based magic mainly involves the creation of natural constructs. While these constructs were powerful, their greatest weakness was that most of them were immobile, unable to leave the area of their creation. Their most significant counter was fire-elemental magic.
The black-robed assailant's response was correct.
Although the queen flower quickly used its vines to swat at the alchemical potion, it shattered the glass bottle, causing the incendiary potion to explode. The surging flames spread across the queen flower, and soon, its momentum began to wane.
However, before the black-robed figures could relax, Shikondell bent down, placing her palms on the ground. Vines erupted from the earth, surging towards the assailants.
Several who failed to react and had no way to dodge were flung into the air by the vines that burst from the ground, flying towards Shikondell.
These black-robed figures, lacking wings, couldn't control their landing points in the air. They were impaled by the thorny vines that emerged from the soil near Shikondell, dying in mid-air.
Wе́ b_n̈o v ӗl̈ Е̃ń ū m а̌
Blood splattered across the ground, falling onto the vines that impaled them. Yet, the elven maiden below remained oblivious, deaf to the scene.
“Holy cow,” Winnie exclaimed, utterly stunned.
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Was this silent, decision elf truly the gentle Shikondell he knew?
In the past, he had often wondered what kind of luck had allowed this gentle girl to enroll in Carillian Academy. Now, he realized, how could she have acknowledged without possessing genuine ability?
Didn't he himself enroll in Carillian Academy with a cheat? Without Vanessa, he might have been killed by a stray dog.
But what exactly was Shikondell's current situation?
Е ň uṁа̂
Winnie frowned, his expression quite peculiar.
As for the surviving black-robed figures, they were fortunate that the attack range of low-to-mid-level nature-based magic wasn't very long. At this moment, they were far enough from Shikondell that they hadn't met the same fate as their companions.
However, they had no time to dwell on this, as Shikondell wouldn't wait in place for them to approach before attacking.
Her fluttering silver bangs obscured the elven maiden's expression, but the black-robed figures could vaguely feel the sharp, cold gleam in her eyes beneath her hair, like a terrifying beast, as she lunged towards them.
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Shikondell suddenly raised her arm. A thick vine erupted from the ground, lifting in sync with her arm, and then slammed down towards the black-robed assailant.
“Splat!” One black-robed figure was crushed into a pulp. The other, more agile assailants fared no better.
Е̄ṅ ü m̊а̇. іd́
This was just the beginning; a storm of attacks followed.
Shikondell continuously swung her arms, several vines moving in sync with her limbs, unleashing a barrage of attacks on the black-robed figures, smashing them indiscriminately.
Winnie, watched the scene of blood splattering and suddenly recalled a similar image: swatting flies.
While not entirely accurate, these vines were like fly swatters compared to the black-robed figures, ruthlessly striking at these erratically flying flies, and not just one, but several fly swatters.
Once hit, they were like flies, splattered into a paste.
It was a complete massacre.
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Winnie, inside the [Armour Fortress], held the knife he had snatched from a black-robed assailant earlier, his mouth agape in astonishment as he witnessed the scene.
He now understands how Shikondell had managed to enroll in Carillian Academy.
It could only be said that there was a reason she was the protagonist.
Considering Shikondell's current realm, it should be similar to his own. Yet, the magic she unleashed...
Winnie didn't truly understand nature-based magic, as few humans had a high affinity for natural elements. Nature-based magic has always been synonymous with elves.
But even without much understanding of nature-based magic, summoning such massive vines and a queen flower clearly indicates that Shikondell had a very high compatibility with the Soul armament she had absorbed, not to mention a very high affinity for nature-based magic.
Ẁеb̈n̄ о̃v̌ě l̃ Е ñ ũ m̃a
He had always thought Shikondell was just a pretty face. It turned out she was, but the flower in the vase was a queen flower.
Perhaps Shikondell's combat power ranked among the lowest of the destined heroines, but that was only when compared to other destined heroines. Among ordinary people, and even within Carillian Academy, she remained a genius among geniuses.
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However, what exactly was going on?
In that brief moment, Winnie caught a glimpse of Shikondell's expression: a look of wild hysteria and the exhilaration of venting her rage, an expression that would never appear on someone like Shikondell.
Although Winnie didn't want to admit it, honestly, this version of Shikondell was somewhat terrifying.
The black-robed figures had been completely cowed into quivering messes. Even though they were mere death warriors undeserving of names, witnessing their comrades, with whom they had trained together, being reduced to paste in less than a second would instill fear in anyone.
Е ǹ umа̀
Fear led to a lapse in concentration, a slow reaction, and then they were caught by the vines and died on the spot, with no room for escape.
Only when the last assailant was being struck did Winnie snap back to his senses and quickly shouted towards Shikondell. "Dell, hold your blow! Just injure the last one, leave a tongue!"
However, Shikondell, standing there, didn't seem to hear Winnie's words at all, turning a deaf ear to his plea.
“Splat!” Then, Winnie watched helplessly as the last surviving black-robed assailant, like the others, was smashed into a mosaic.
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“This…” Winnie was speechless, his words caught in his throat. He opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing.
As expected, Shikondell's current state was abnormal. If he were to interfere with her in this state, she might even attack him.
Е̂ n u̇ m̄ä .і̂d̈
Forget it. He had originally wanted to keep someone alive for interrogation, but it seemed impossible now. These scumbags had all become scum, so let it be.
But it wasn't over yet.
Winnie thought Shikondell would stop after dealing with the assassins, but the other party seemed to have no intention of stopping, continuing to smash the assassins' remains into pieces.
What was she doing, making paste?
By the end, the muddy ground was a mess of red and white, an unbearable sight. Even Winnie, a notorious figure in the capital, couldn't bear to look and averted his gaze.
What had she mashed into pieces?
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Winnie took a few steps back, his face contorted by the unbearable stench.
The scene was truly...
Such a massive commotion naturally attracted the soldiers patrolling the vicinity of the royal capital.
Upon seeing several giant vines wildly pounding the ground in the air, they were also shocked. Just as they were about to investigate, Winnie called out to them.
“Don't come any closer. I am a noble of the Camella Kingdom. I will explain the situation later. All of you, do not approach me now!” Winnie feared that in Shikondell's current state, anyone who dared to approach would be seen as 'hostile' or 'threatening,' and something untoward might happen.
Upon hearing this and seeing that the person before them was Winnie, the soldiers hesitated.
Ё ñ u m̄ а. і̂d
It wasn't until their superior officer included them not to approach that they ceased their intention to advance.
As if she had finished her rampage, or perhaps her magic had been depleted, after a long while, Shikondell finally confirmed that these unsightly 'pigments' could not be revived and ceased her magic output.
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Then, she turned around.
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