The Second Son of The Marquis Runs Away from Home ~ Lacking Talent, He Abandons Everything and Becomes an Adventurer ~ - 155

Chapter 155: Decoy

(Shurin’s perspective)

Adorning myself with a robe resembling a sparkling phoenix, everything except for the claws attached to my wings and legs was crafted from plants, housing various seeds and roots of all kinds of flowers.

I anchored myself to the ground with the claws and positioned my bow horizontally, nocking an arrow and concentrating my mind.

“Form Giant Tree.”

As I chanted, the grasses growing in front of me rapidly expanded and intertwined, forming a massive tree that continued to change its shape.

The tree, shaped like an arc, would remind knowledgeable observers of a large ballista. A spiral-shaped log-like arrow was loaded into the large ballista.

Aiming at the Juggernaut about to move again, I drew the string, and the large ballista’s string was also drawn in unison. Wind gathered around the tip, causing the surrounding trees to rustle.

“Magic Crystal Flower, fire!”

Releasing the drawn string, the arrow, propelled by the wind, collided with the large arrow of the ballista. The wind condensed around the arrow’s tip was released, and simultaneously, the large arrow was forcefully launched.

With a roar, the arrow flew straight towards the Juggernaut, piercing through its armor and reaching its core.

As the tip of the arrow spiraled open, a mysterious glowing seed touched the core and sprouted.

The Juggernaut let out a different roar than before, shaking its massive body violently as vines sprouted and extended from its writhing form.

…The Magic Crystal Flower was a tree that only bloomed in certain dungeons. It absorbed magic and bloomed flowers resembling ruby crystals, but because it could only inhabit places with high magic concentrations, no one had ever seen a blooming one.

But now, it was rapidly growing roots into the core of the Juggernaut.

The Juggernaut writhed in agony, but still tried to exhale a breath, but…

Black and crimson shadows flew towards the Juggernaut’s head, and simultaneously descended upon it as if coordinated.

“Stay down!”

“Stop!”

Swords shrouded in darkness and flame crossed and swung down. The Juggernaut’s head, already cut off from its breath, exploded, and its colossal body, seeming to lose its strength, collapsed with a thunderous roar…

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“We… defeated it, right?”

“Yeah… It doesn’t seem to be regenerating. It’s completely disabled.”

Everyone gathered, looking up at the Juggernaut with blooming crimson flowers. While scanning for any traps or oversights, I pondered.

(Why did FIFTH hand this over?)

If it had targeted us, it wouldn’t be strange for it to have sent this to Walkiria, but it came straight to where we were.

Did it have a way to detect our location? But if so, then it would have set bombs on the Juggernaut or other monsters or even on itself to take us down.

Without such traps, why did it assign this to us… If it didn’t prioritize defeating us…

(The barrier has been broken.)

“Huh!?”

Turning back towards the rocky mountain, if my guess was correct, I had fallen into a trap.

“We need to hurry back!”

“Huh?”

“This is a decoy! Their target isn’t us, it’s Elford!”

“…Father!”

Shurin, enveloped in wind, flew towards the rocky mountain first, and we immediately followed suit.