The Second Son of The Marquis Runs Away from Home ~ Lacking Talent, He Abandons Everything and Becomes an Adventurer ~ - 84

Chapter 84: Endless Onslaught (Bardle Side)

Near the capital of the Berga Kingdom…

Soldiers and monsters clashed beyond the defensive wall constructed by magic.

Monsters, combining aspects of beasts and humans, leaped toward the soldiers with shields lined up.

“They’re here! Brace yourselves!”

The thick arms of the monsters shattered the shields, but even as their shields broke, the soldiers thrust their spears forward.

Even while pierced by the spears, the monsters attempted to approach the soldiers again. At that moment, magic released from behind simultaneously blew the monsters away.

“First unit, fall back! Second unit, advance!”

As the retreating units quickly withdrew, the following units stepped forward, forming a defensive line with shields. They repelled the attacking monsters, repeating the process as before.

“But… another big one…”

A massive monster, rivaling a two-story house, appeared from behind the monsters. With skin peeled, exposing muscles like a wolf, it stared at the soldiers with vacant eyes, drooling as it barked.

A magical roar accompanied by the surge of magic made the soldiers tense, but from behind, a figure emerged — Bardle.

“Flame Storm Firestorm!”

From Bardle’s right hand, a storm of flames erupted, engulfing the giant wolf. However, just as the giant wolf’s flesh began to burn, it charged at Bardle with its fangs bared.

“Five-Consecutive Five!”

The storm of flames activated in four consecutive bursts.

The shockwaves and flames penetrated the giant wolf’s mouth, burning its insides. The flames released in succession charred half of its body, sending the giant wolf flying.

…To cast magic, chanting is usually required, and the larger or more complex the spell, the more chanting and magical power consumption are needed.

However, Bardle, through his unique research and dedication, defied the common sense of casting only one spell per chant.

“Modified Chant Adlib Spell!” Bardle exclaimed.

He adjusted his incantation according to the situation, altering the sequence and effects of the spell to continuously unleash different magic.

“Flame Rain Fire Rain, Single Concentration Point!”

A rain of flames assaulted a large monster in the distance. Although the original spell was meant to rain fireballs over a wide area, every produced fireball was directed at the monsters.

By adding chants based on the situation, Bardle demonstrated a technique that allowed him to continuously cast spells, alter their composition, and change their effects.

“Ugh…”

“Bardle-sama!”

A knight rushed to Bardle’s side. Supporting his swaying body, the knight offered his shoulder.

“Bardle-sama, please rest a little! If you continue to fight, your body won’t hold up!”

“I can’t afford that. At the moment, I’m the only one capable of dealing with the large monsters… Until an effective solution is found, I have to do my best.”

“Even so, you’ve been fighting for over two weeks without proper rest! If you continue to fight, I’ll have to force you to rest, even if it means tying you down!”

While being half-carried by the knight, Bardle did not stop thinking. Is there a way to break through this situation, or should the capital be abandoned to give more people a chance to escape? Exhausted, he whipped his tired body to ponder on the best course of action.

“At last, you seem weakened.”

“Wha…? Bardle-sama!”

A voice, dripping with malice, echoed. As the knight pushed Bardle away, the sight that met Bardle’s gaze was the figure of a knight whose shoulders to hips had been slashed open.

The one who killed the knight was a man with disheveled hair, dressed in tattered clothing that seemed to have been luxurious once.

In his hand, he held an otherworldly sword with a crystal gleaming mysteriously on the guard. With murky eyes, he glared at Bardle.

“…Could it be, Greb?”

“Yeah, that’s right! Remembering me, the perennial second place, is an honor, prodigy boy!”

Greb, as the man was called, shouted with madness evident in his voice…