I walk, considering the ground, where lightning rain continues to fall day and night beneath the thunderclouds, to be the west.
If I run, I’ll crash into trees due to the poor vision.
“Remember this if your eyesight gets worse… archer.”
I can’t win.
Moreover, it is more important for me to have the lady, the girls, and the mature women, along with the non-human girls who I have not yet experienced, than to pick a fight with those with the world’s strongest bloodline.
“So, even if I could win, I’ll let you go for now… for now, that is.”
*RUMBLE.*
*CRACKLE.*
South-east, about 800 meters behind Rayos, within the thundercloud.
A group of disciples of the “Wind Emperor” assault the very cause of this thundercloud (the user of the Shining Bow).
“Hahaha, do you think you can win against me and my Shining Bow? Impossible, impossible, impossible! ☆”
He fires three or four light arrows at once.
“Gyaaaaaaaa!”
Several subordinates, used as cannon fodder to waste their stamina, become sacrifices, and many sustain minor injuries.
“Don’t falter! We outnumber them! Don’t bunch up, attack simultaneously from all directions! If you take his head, I’ll make you my right-hand man! And you’ll gain fame!”
“Uoooooooh!”
Sauron’s subordinates also roar together with their subordinates.
They charge forward, dispelling their fear.
“Whoa, you’re not intimidated by me and my Shining Bow? You guys aren’t just bandits, are you? ♪ Whose orders are these, I wonder! ☆”
*SWISH SWISH!*
*STAB STAB!*
“Guh, uooo–hack.”
“Get out of the way, you pests! Gyaaaa!”
A one-sided slaughter is occurring, but the archer retreats to maintain distance.
While retreating, he fires, fires, fires light arrows.
“Go! Engage in close combat!”
“Yeah!”
“You’re a bit persistent, aren’t you? Hmph, fine ☆ I’ll just make you a target for my new ultimate move ♪ Lightning Shoot! ☆”
*CRACKLE.*
“Wha!? My vision is blurrrrrry!?”
(What!? Too fast to see!)
The lightning strikes do not directly hit because the leader of the “Wind Emperor’s” disciples is distorting the air.
The lightning arrows are extremely effective against equipment not prepared for lightning.
Even though they were scattered…
The electric shock that hit one person spread.
Those nearby wearing metal equipment were electrocuted.
Although the power was weakened compared to a direct hit, their bodies were immobilized for several seconds by the electric shock.
Then, their bodies were pierced through the face and chest by light arrows, turning them into gruesome corpses.
“Tch. I have to defend against the lightning strikes and these too… You guys!! Don’t falter, go!”
“…O-ou… Ooooooh…!!”
Facing death once more.
Urged by the “Wind Emperor’s” disciple leader, their “older brother.”
They try to raise their voices, but mixed with fear, they resume their charge with little momentum.
“You won’t kill me with a charge like that ♪!”
“Y-you… DIE!”
“Tch. Falling for cheap provocation. I told you not to bunch up… Tch.”
The ratio of subordinates has shifted, with fewer of the original ones remaining and more new ones surviving.
(I can’t trust an old man named Sauron.)
He could be backstabbed.
As a disciple of the “Wind Emperor,” my “master,” I won’t lose to these guys, but they might use cowardly tactics.
Ignoring what he was currently doing, the “Wind Emperor’s” disciple pushes the archer further west.
However, their hand-picked men are already less than half their original number.
If a decision isn’t reached soon, he’ll run out of magic power from continuously dealing with lightning strikes and lightning arrows.
The archer’s lightning strike countermeasures are perfect, and he’s still conserving magic power.
He’s getting impatient, but…
To prevent his pawns, his hand-picked men, from running away, he continues to rally them, saying he’s “watching their backs.”
Thus, a fierce battle between the “Wind Emperor’s” disciple and the archer unfolds.
“Somehow… I have a bad feeling… Ugh!”
Rayos had thought the noisy people trying to break through the lightning without countermeasures, perhaps as a gamble or a test of courage, were just making a commotion in the distance. Yes, he had thought it had nothing to do with him.
That thought was naive, and he was made to realize it by the battle of the dazzling light-clad figures, whether he liked it or not.
“Give me a break!? Are there no goddesses in this world!?”
A stray shot—a light arrow—flies towards Rayos.
Thanks to the distance and a vague premonition from looking back, he easily dodges it.
However, the gazes of everyone present pierce him, realizing there is someone else here besides the two factions.
“An ambush? Or a traveler, perhaps?”
“Tch, we’ve been seen. Hey, kill him too (to seal his lips).”
“Yes, boss!”
“Wait a minute!”
Fearing that it would be discovered by the “Wind Emperor,” his “master,” that he had used a cowardly tactic to defeat the world’s strongest bloodline archer, a designated target, the “Wind Emperor’s” disciple immediately decides to kill Rayos as well.
The world’s strongest bloodline archer, thinking them to be ambushers, tries to kill them.
But upon hearing the conversation of the ambushers’ leader, he suspects it might be acting to lull his guard. He quickly pierces the subordinates who are approaching.
*SWISH SWISH SWISH.*
“Guh,” “Gah.”
“Shields!” “Or spearmen!”
They wore light armor to move easily.
Their shields were also small.
If they clustered, they could defend, but they would become easy targets.
They had no choice but to send out small shields and shield bearers to attract attention first. They formed a formation, dispersing behind them to attack.
“The sky is wide open. Rain Arrow! ☆”
With magic arrows, light arrows rain down from above with impossible trajectory changes.
The light of the lightning strikes momentarily hides the light arrows from view.
“Gyaaaaaaaa!”
They are hit without being able to defend, even though they know it’s coming from above.
(Now’s my chance.)
Rayos immediately tries to get away from the two factions, dashing towards the town to the west at full speed!
“Ah! My suspicion hasn’t been cleared yet. If he disappears, it’ll be trouble!?”
The archer has to be wary of unseen ambushes as well. He chases Rayos, thinking he won’t make the same mistake as the heroes (seniors) who died due to a slight lapse. The three start running at full speed. The two behind are irritated by their speed, unable to catch up, as they dash through the forest.
“Hmm? Hiiiii. Help meeeeee.”
A merchant, who was stripping materials from corpses, runs out sensing the killing intent behind Rayos. He heads towards the direction where there are people to ask for help.
“What’s with all the commotion!? Who are you people!?”
They have a chance encounter with the younger sister-like members of the Yoko Fox Clan.
The four of them have various thoughts, but feeling the killing intent directed at them and returning it, Rayos finds himself in a situation where he wants to escape but cannot.
Unwillingly, he draws the sword he carries and engages in a battle royale with the three who radiate killing intent.
“I have nothing to do with this!”
“Tough opponent ♪ Flash!”
“Become a glorious stepping stone for the Shining Bow! ☆”
“Kill everyone, including the witnesses!”
“More! We’re desperate!”
