Chapter 1417 - Not Too Bad (1/2)

Translator: Henyee Translations  Editor: Henyee Translations

“Why are you here?” Charms carried Balshan up and hobbled towards the train. “Where’s Dusk?”

“She’s with the rest… moving towards the Misty Forest.” Balshan forced a smile. “As for me… if I didn’t come to help, I’m afraid that all of you would have died here. So… are you still going to blame me?”

“Um, I just—”

“You think I’m not suited to appear on the battlefield?” Her speech was weak but filled with disdain. “Don’t forget, I’m a combat witch, cough… when you were still playing with mud, I was already fighting for my life.”

You’re already hurt to this extent but you still won’t forgo the chance of reprimanding me. You’re truly not adorable at all.

But having heard that Dusk had left safely, Charms suddenly felt more at ease.

I guess Hank did a good job.

Just then, squirming sounds came out from behind them again.

Charms turned back, only to see the bloodstained worm swelling up once again.

“What the hell, is there no end to this…”

He moved over to the carriage and placed Balshan down.

“Right, take the time while you still have to run.” Balshan heaved for breath. “Your cowardly companions have all fled. You still have the chance to make it if you leave me here— Hey!” Her expression suddenly changed. “What are you doing?”

Charms sat down and drew ammunition out of his bag and started reloading his weapon. “Isn’t it obvious, I can’t run away from the demonic beasts while carrying you.”

“Then leave me here and go, run by yourself!”

“Is that what you did in the past? In the First Army, King Roland taught us that we will always be fighting for the ordinary people. I am unable to leave you, an ordinary citizen, behind so that you can stall for time while I escape alone.”

Balshan was startled. She had never expected to find a day where she would be treated as an ordinary person.

Charms arranged all the magazines in front of him and leaned against his rifle. “Besides… the longer I stall the enemies, the safer Dusk will be. So you better not grumble.”

He never blamed the militiamen. They were never part of the true military and their responsibilities were mainly to prevent thieves and burglars at the train station. Ordering such people to fight against demonic beasts could only be considered unfair, and Charms felt that it was already a successful operation for them to have survived for so long.

“You…” Balshan seemed like she wanted to say a few words, but eventually kept them to herself.

“They’re coming.” Charms took aim at the newly produced demonic beasts and pulled the trigger—

The gunshots sounded much thinner on the plains as compared to before. The thin thread of smoke came out from the muzzle that had pointed straight at the largest threat, while the other smaller demonic beasts were left to the men around him to handle. Neither of them exchanged any communications, yet the unusual tacit understanding between them was formed. The trust he laid within them and theirs in him made him feel as though he was fighting a war alongside the First Army.

He felt as though the resistance had gone on for a long time, yet at the same time as short as an instant. Due to his blood loss, his vision gradually blurred and his motor skills slowed. Despite being even more heavily injured, Balshan did not fall. She wrapped cloth around a hand as bait and used the other hand as a lethal weapon. For the wolf and other small demonic beasts, a single touch was enough to severely injure them, if not lead to their deaths.

Charms was surprised when he found no trace of despair on her face. Her expression was not one of a severely injured person. She remained high in focus and her firm movements and bloodstained brows made Charms think about how different she was. It also made him realize that this was what a Combat Witch looked like.

She had once lost everything, but in that moment, she had once again regained her true self.

When the new monster bore its way out of the worm, the two knew that it was the end for them.

“A pity about those tickets…” Balshan moved back to his side with a smile that effused some mockery. “But for you to die here… at the very least I can be at ease knowing that Dusk will not be cheated by you…”

You… you’re really not adorable at all.

Charms snorted. “Right, I bet you’re even more regretful, to have to be by my side at your last few moments—”

“No…” She interrupted him. “Actually, I think—”

“Woooooo——”

An intense steam whistle masked her words as regiments of flames exploded around the large worm while the rocks and dust prevented the demonic beasts from temporarily moving.

Charms suddenly jolted with energy. He propped his body up and looked towards the direction of the whistle.

A row of black armored vehicles transporting batteries of artillery had appeared, and they were firing endlessly.

They were none other than the Blackrivers which played and outstanding role in the Fertile Plains in the Northern Expedition!

He shook Balshan excitedly. “Do you see that! They are Blackrivers—our reinforcements have arrived!”

But the latter did not react.