Chapter 337: Surround and Attack
On the streets of Posinota Town, Shuna stood in the center, surrounded by three people who “skillfully” began their encirclement.
“Stop right there—you hateful woman, you’re not going anywhere.”
On the already cold winter street, an even colder wind carried by growing ice along the ground spread out from where Iaar’s shield was planted in the ground, heading toward Shuna.
Shuna’s reaction speed was not slow. Realizing she was under attack in a supposedly peaceful place like a city street, she immediately switched the small box in her hand to her left hand and drew a dagger with her right.
Even without seeing her attackers clearly, she quickly tried to create distance, but…
She felt hard ice behind her, precisely blocking her escape route.
“Hm? That precise…”
Iaar gripped her shield tightly, watching Shuna from afar.
The most likely path for Shuna to escape was now blocked by the ice wall she had created. Shuna would either have to expend more energy to go around, or… she would have to fight them!
She wouldn’t give Shuna a chance to find an escape route.
The next moment, without pause, Shuna looked up and saw a Flame Bullet descending vertically from a slightly higher position.
It fell towards her from the tip of a shining staff, giving the ordinary city street an air of impending disaster.
It wasn’t the slow-to-start, highest-powered Ancient Magic of a witch, but a simple Fire attribute magic with the fastest speed.
“Tsk…”
With her escape routes blocked, Shuna could only stay put and use a defensive spell to withstand the attack.
After a barrage of magic landing like gunfire, she managed to stand in the faint smoke, though the edges of her coat were singed by stray magic.
“Witches’ firepower is still annoying…”
But…
Since these two were here, she instantly realized there was one more person.
The glint of a sword flashed through the smoke.
The other two, relying on the distance provided by their magic, were reached by Shuna using only her own speed.
Similarly, after obscuring Shuna’s vision with smoke, disabling one of her senses, and suppressing her defenses with firepower…
Treya executed the “finishing blow” with perfect coordination.
“Entak, Twenty-third Style.”
The fast, powerful black blade sliced directly through the smoke.
The sound of collision echoed throughout the entire street.
Such a sound was indeed the clash of melee weapons, but it wasn’t metal—even Shuna heard for the first time the sound her weapon made when it collided with another.
Shuna could feel that this swordsman truly came with 300% killing intent—the extra 200% was the combined total of her and her teammates.
Shuna felt that her shadow sword, which had transformed into a polearm, wouldn’t last long, and furthermore…
She could feel it. This weapon, retrieved from her Dungeon, was clearly an inferior choice for her!
Treya directly initiated an uppercut, and Shuna’s weapon was entangled by demonic tentacles, losing its current form.
“This is bad.”
Shuna intended to defend with her left hand and a standard ice armor enchantment, but the next second, she realized she was holding something very important in her left hand.
It was the box she had just hastily bought from a merchant preparing to leave!
Of course…
The important thing wasn’t the cheap box, but what was inside.
To protect it and its contents, Shuna had no choice but to take the hit with her right hand, which was now empty of a weapon.
*Screech—*
Her arm was cut, but it didn’t hurt much. She sidestepped, intending to use Treya’s momentum to send her falling to the ground.
However, Treya’s “combat sense” in close quarters seemed to be no weaker than hers.
For instance, she wasn’t limited to just her “weapon” at this moment.
Shadows and tendrils emerged from beneath her feet, firmly grasping Shuna’s ankle.
When Shuna tried to resist, she found her other foot caught in Iaar’s frozen magic, completely immobilized.
And…
The second wave of Flame Bullets descended from the sky.
*Bang.*
Accompanied by an explosion and even thicker smoke, Shuna, unable to dodge, lost her balance under the pincer attack.
“Cough… cough cough…”
As the smoke cleared, she felt the heavy impact on her back and fell to the ground.
In her vision, there was only her empty left hand, and at the tip of the direction her left hand was pointing, it seemed to be the blue box lying there.
Awful.
She saw the box she was holding slip from her left hand, rolling a few times on the ground before opening from the side.
“Where is Will?”
Treya’s sword was firmly planted in the ground, just a few meters from her neck.
Huh?
Shuna blinked.
Then, she heard the footsteps of Liya and Iaar. The other two also stood beside her.
Their staffs were aimed at her eyes.
Their shields were aimed at her head.
They looked as if they were bullying her.
“That’s right, where is the Young Master!?”
“Will’s last known location was with you!”
Up until just now, her deduction was that these three had tracked Will’s whereabouts to this place and came looking for him. Seeing her, they had a variety of personal grudges and had joined forces to get rid of her.
As a result…
It seemed they truly had no idea where he had gone, just as Will himself had guessed. It made sense; he had been extremely careful with his movements these past two weeks, especially when avoiding the Royal Family’s informants.
Besides someone like Carver, who possessed eyes and ears from both the Dungeon and the Adventurer’s Guild, who else would know—ultimately, Will’s caution was also to lure the person he wanted into his trap.
But if that were the case, why had these three found their way here?
However, finding this place might be a good thing.
The last mission Will had “entrusted” her with would not require her to go to the Adventurer’s Guild; she could complete it here.
“You… you’re going to blow up this entire street, just… just to ask me this?”
“Otherwise?”
Shuna supported herself with one hand on the ground, while the other hand, with her neck pressed against the sword hilt using magic, demonstrated her “compliance” and slowly sat up.
This surprise attack by the three of them was too much.
“It’s nothing. More than… more than where he went…”
She took a deep breath and gestured with her eyes toward the scattered box nearby, signaling the other three to look at it.
“That, is something he left for you.”
“Hm?”
“This… this is…”
Iaar was the first to squat down, not even caring that her tail had swept up dust from the ground.
She seemed particularly cautious, her eyes filled with disbelief, wanting to open the box but appearing very hesitant.
“Wh-why… is the ring he sent him here?!”
However, it was Liya who picked up the box and opened it first.
“This… this is Iaar’s last collar to him.”
“…A white earring.”
All three picked up important items from the box. Shuna also brushed the dust off herself and stood up from the ground.
“Yes. This is something he left for you, and what he asked me to deliver before he left…”
Shuna said calmly.
But…
To the three of them, this kind of “calmness” seemed even more terrifying.
“Young Master… the Young Master is dead, isn’t he?!”
“That accident just now, was it Will’s accident? I… we were too late…”
“You—why didn’t you save him!?”
“…Eh?”
Looking at the expressions of the three…
Tears either streamed down, were held back in their eyes, or flowed calmly from one eye.
All of them were filled with “regret,” “reluctance,” “anger,” and… “pain.”
In short, it was “remorse.”
—Will, is this what you meant?!
—You little brat, still setting a trap for me like this!?
Shuna finally understood why Will had given her the box with that kind of expression…
