Summoning the Holy Sword

Based on the current conditions, it was impossible for the whole mercenary group to get destroyed. After listening to Shauna and Kavos’ report, Rhode took his time to scan the area. The Druids were now in the tunnel, avoiding attacks from the mercenaries. This scene was similar to when they were attacked by the Lizardmen previously on the tall platform. Whatever the outcome, the mercenaries were still more intelligent than the Lizardmen. Besides, although the Druids didn’t have any extremely powerful men of their own like Rhode, they still had a few strong units. However, before they were able to fight back, Celia had forced them away.

Although the battle angel seemed honorable on the surface, Rhode immediately realised Celia’s selfish calculations. She was a summoned spirit, so she wasn’t afraid of death; at most, she would force it into a situation where neither sides won. Whereas, although the Druids were the rogue mobsters of the forest, they were still wary of the angelic race. Even though Celia was willing to throw away her life, they didn’t want to kill an angel. No matter what, the angelic race was respectable and was the emissary of the five Creator Dragon Souls in the legends. A group like the Druids, who respected traditions, wouldn’t be that foolish to lay their hands on them. Although the Druids wanted to limit Celia’s movements and trap her before taking care of the rest…

There was a saying that went: We know that we want to capture the target alive, but the target doesn’t know it…

It was due to this that their fear of Celia that left them helpless and unable to display any threats. It was especially so now that they were trapped within the small and narrow tunnel, without any space for them to show off their proud prowesses. They had initially decided to start capturing the mercenaries, but the mercenaries weren’t idiots either. How could they be captured so easily after being mercenaries for so many years?

Under such circumstances, if they wished to destroy the whole mercenary group, that would be too difficult. Rhode had initially decided to find an excuse to kill the BOSS. As the mercenaries who weren’t too familiar with it, they naturally wouldn’t raise any doubts. But now, with Lapis around, Rhode had already killed it before he could use the BOSS as an excuse. If he killed all the Ophenians, it would be too obvious.

There was a certain way to destroy groups. In the game, sending spies to another guild and making them fail their missions was a commonly used tactic. However, it needed to be done in ways that nobody would be suspicious of and they had to even feel that they did wrong or maybe had bad luck. If they realised that this random man in the guild had suddenly gone crazy and committed suicide… this spy would be too inferior…

Rhode had his own ideas. He didn’t want to involve his men in this. According to Shauna and Kavos’ report, the damned Druids had taken three lives from their ambush, which pained Rhode’s heart. In this world, the dead couldn’t be revived. They were the guild’s resources, and he definitely didn’t want to have such things happen…

However, soon enough, Rhode found another solution.

“I will go for those guys; all of you get prepared to charge!”

On the other hand, the Druids were at a loss. Rhode wasn’t aware that these Druids actually only devised this attacking plan at the very last minute. He made a heartwarming and decisive choice for them.

After his blade rays sliced through the vines, he scuttled into the tunnel with the Crimson Blade in his hand. As he dashed forward, three of the vines lying the ground rose abruptly and attempted to bind down the intruder.

They struck through Rhode’s body—they hit an afterimage.

At the same time, a mournful scream filled the tunnel and a figure flew out from behind a boulder by the wall and landed on the ground heavily. His round eyes and mouth were wide open with fresh blood gushing out of the slashes on his chest. It was a ghastly sight.

What’s going on?! Who’s attacking?!

The Druids who were hidden in the dark were stunned to see their companion’s death. However, before they could come up with any ideas, another painful scream rang in their ears. Along with the splash of blood, another corpse flew from out the shadows and collapsed lifelessly on the ground.

The remaining Druids had decided. Now that the enemies had another attacker among them, it wouldn’t be any good if they continued to stay in this place. Although leaving this place now would mean facing the Elder’s furious reprimands, it was still better than dying here, wasn’t it?

“Retreat now!”