Ch 32

Chapter 32

9. Ranfeld Mansion

The streets of Trist City were covered in thick fog at night. Five men were running through the alley. It was a typical thief’s appearance, armed with daggers in leather armor, and their faces were covered with masks.

“Hurry up. We must get there on time.”

“Yes, brother.”

Even though their field of view was minimal, their movements were unrestrained. As if everyone was familiar with the city’s geography, they could easily cross between the fog and the darkness of the night without the help of a light source such as a torch.

Before long, the men reached the vicinity of a large mansion. The mansion was so vast that the ends of the fence were extended to the left and right and were obscured by the fog. One of them looked inside and muttered nervously.

“As expected, the defenses are not average.”

The building itself was pretty elegant and antique. It was reasonable since it was originally the mansion of Count Trist. However, the Ranfeld family, who occupied this place, turned the elegant nobleman’s mansion into a hideous thief’s fortress.

By inserting blades and shards into the fences where rose vines should climb beautifully, they were cautious of even minor intruders from the outside.

The gardeners, who should be graceful, pruned many branches, and temporary guard posts were built on top, including guards with crossbows. Even the splendid aristocratic garden was completely overturned. It was made like a parade ground by removing the trivial landscaping trees. It was a measure of not leaving anything that obstructs the view. One of the men sighed.

“Raiding this place… A sane person would never do that, right?”

The other man replied resentfully, “It’s not like we’re asking you to jump over the fence, is it? We just have to make as much noise as possible.”

Of course, even he would have to risk his life to some extent, but he had already prepared for that much. They were all remnants of the Pollard family, who had lost their families and comrades to the Ranfeld family.

The new head of the family, Sildera, said after gathering the remaining 20 elite members of the family. The night of revenge has come. Details of the plan were not explained. Those who gathered also deliberately did not want to listen.

They were all seasoned enough to know that the more people who knew the plan, the more likely it was to fail. They just put their faith in the family head and moved according to plan. And they hoped that her plan would be useful. They continued to wait while hiding in the shadows.

It was difficult to determine the moon’s position due to the thick fog, and the church bell did not ring at this time of the night. Time could be measured only by individual senses.

“Okay, this should have put everyone in their place.”

The middle-aged man gave the signal, “Begin.”

Another man pulled a bottle from his bosom. It was a Molotov cocktail full of oil.

“You cruel Ranfeld bastards…….”

One man put it on fire right away with a smile of repentance and threw it.

“Eat some shit!”

The flames went up with a popping sound. There was a commotion inside the fence.

“It’s an attack!”

“To your positions!”

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No matter how strong Karnak’s party was, it was dangerous to attack the enemy’s stronghold head-on. So, Alius enlisted the Pollard family.

It was a diversion operation in which the decoy troops caused a commotion from all sides and let them enter the interior by taking advantage of the gap.

“I was honestly disappointed that there were only 20 people…….”

Karnak made a surprised expression while watching the situation.

“They’re doing much better than I expected.”

There was a commotion in all directions of the Ranfeld Mansion. Masked men threw Molotov cocktails and shot flaming arrows. The target was a guard post made of wood. It wasn’t really made of solid material, so the fire soared quickly and rapidly subsided the post.

“Hmph! Did you think we didn’t even prepare that much?”

It was common sense to set up magic barriers in case of fire at major bases. There were also magicians from the 3rd circle residing in Ranfeld Mansion so they couldn’t start a fire with something like a Molotov cocktail. Well, it didn’t matter. The important thing was not to start a fire but that they tried to do so.

“Which bastards dare!”

“I’ll show you Ranfeld’s power!”

Soon, armed troops poured out from all over the mansion. It was after taking control of the city and standing as a victor. Even the insignificant foot soldiers were all energetic. Of course, that didn’t mean that the military was not particularly strong because about half of them would be red from the alcohol.

“Ah, sir! I was having a good time drinking. What kind of guys are they?”

In the first place, those who lived faithfully were not even here. Did he think it was a life in the back alley where you lived dissolutely? Surprisingly, even when drunk, they showed off their skills quite well.

“Ah! These bastards!”

“I won’t just kill you!”

If it was a seasoned martial artist who constantly polished himself and maintained the best physical condition in moderation, then a seasoned martial artist was to wake up and display his skills as soon as something happened, even after drinking alcohol and wandering around. Everyone went to fight while drunk.

“Die, you bastards!”

‘You bastards die, you filthy Ranfeld bastards.’

Soon, a clash followed, and a fight ensued. The sound of swords clashing, screams and moans, spirits and screams combined to fill the night fog.

“Uaaaaaa!”

“Kuaaagh!”

All of this was reflected in a massive bowl of water. It was Riltain’s far-sighted surveillance magic. Currently, Karnak and his party are hiding on the roof of a three-story building one block away from the Ranfeld Mansion. They were looking at the overall situation here. Serati clicked her tongue and said.

“Tsk tsk, no one knows how to even wield a sword properly.”

Barros shrugged, “Actually, that level is stronger than most soldiers. It may seem insignificant to an Aura user.”

“No, I’m not trying to be haughty…….”

Those who had just jumped out were fighting the Pollard family’s raiders. There was almost a three-times difference in power, but it meant that their skills were inferior.

“At that level, it seems that the real strength of the Ranfeld family shouldn’t be enough. The necromancer doesn’t intend to abandon them.”

“There’s no way things in the world could be solved so easily, right? Just avoiding unnecessary consumption of stamina is a big help.”

Thanks to the Pollard family, they were able to head straight into the mansion. It would be too greedy to wish for more than this. Alius stood up and continued with his words.

“We have to complete the main objective by ourselves.”

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Karnak and the others were aiming for the gap between the four sides of the Ranfeld mansion, which was in the middle of a commotion. They quickly climbed over the fence with Riltain’s floating magic. An empty garden came into view immediately. Usually, there should be guards patrolling here, but…….

“No.”

To Riltain’s words, Karnak replied that nothing was surprising about it.

“Of course, they must have gone over there, eh?”

Even if a battle occurred next to you, would you stand firm in your position? This only happened in military barracks. It was not a virtue to be expected in a back alley fight like this. The group quickly crossed the garden. As they ran to the front of the mansion, the waiting troops came pouring out.

“Hmph!”

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“I was waiting!”

“Those guys must be decoys.”

Everyone was different from the armament. They were properly equipped with metal armor and were carrying long swords and shields. Superficially, they were at the level of being a regular knight. They glared at Karnak and the others and said one word at a time.

“Where are these guys from? Belen?”

“Are you Pollard?”

“Ah, aren’t they already ruined?”

Since there were so many enemies, they were too many places to guess. Alius smiled lightly as he looked at those who kept their distance.

“From their reaction and equipment, these guys are definitely the real elites.”

If even these guys were defeated, then there would be no choice but to send in a necromancer. Riltain took a step forward, holding the magic wand.

“Let’s say hello first, shall we?”

A flame rose and wrapped around the wand. Seeing the drying reaction, Ranfeld’s soldiers screamed in fright.

“It’s a wizard!”

“All spread out!”

Immediately, a large fireball split the air. An explosion shook the earth with a deafening roar.

Kwaagh!

Flames roared, and heat boiled the air. Even if you were lucky enough to avoid it, the aftereffects alone would cause serious injury. However, none of them fell.

“Keugh!”

“Who said that slow magic is average!”

The moment the fireball exploded, they threw themselves in all directions and laid flat on the floor to reduce damage. They had the defensive power of thick armor, so they could prevent fatal wounds if they avoided a direct hit. Everyone had much combat experience, so they seemed familiar with magic. However, the relay was also familiar.

“I knew it would turn out like that.”

He assumed that he would miss in the first place and prepared for the next link attack.

“Roar of dark clouds, ride the earth and flow! Chain Lightning!”

The net of lightning, activated with a time difference, flowed through the garden. Watching the lightning strike, the soldiers were frightened.

“Eh!”

“Is it magic projectiles again?”

It was an unexpected attack for those who had only seen 2nd or 3rd circle wizards at most. They had never experienced a case where magic continued the attack so quickly. Four soldiers who could not escape were engulfed in lightning. Screams erupted from all directions.

“Kuaaak!”

“Aaaagh!”

Someone shouted, “Get rid of the others! He won’t be able to use magic recklessly if they are near us!”

The fallen comrades were left behind, and the remaining ones began to attack immediately. Shouts erupted from here and there as if to draw out morale.

“Don’t be scared!”

“It’s only five of them!”

Serati lightly stepped forward, “Then, I’ll go first.”

The longsword at the waist was gently pulled out, and the blade was covered in a red glow. The terrifying red flash cut through the two soldiers in the lead.

Awesome!

A bloody aura cut through swords, shields, and even armor in one blow. Ranfeld’s valiant elites turned into pieces of meat, and blood splattered in all directions. It was a sight enough to stop the rushing soldiers.

“Yes! I did it…….”

“Weapon?”

Shocked, they backed away.

“Aura user?”

“No, why is an Aura user or something like that in a place like this?”

No matter how much Trist City was a city of sin or a hell of royalties, it was in the end, a city at the border. When someone became an Aura user, he would usually play in big waters like the royal capital, and it was not often that he would come to the countryside like this. The man who seemed to be the boss shouted to the surroundings.

“These guys! They’re aura users”

Pointing to Serati’s sword, he raised his voice with effort.

“No need to be afraid! At best, she’s only red!”

The level of an Aura user could be identified by the color of her aura color. Serati’s aura was red. It was definitely the lowest level among Auror users. Of course, that fact was a reason to look down on her. But he couldn’t do it, and even among the soldiers, the seasoned ones were dumbfounded and took a step backward.

“It’s just…….”

“The fighting sword is obviously red, but…….”

“Still, it’s a sword aura!”

“What does it mean to be the weakest among Aura users?”

That sounded nothing like this.

“The opponent is not a tiger, but a leopard! We won’t lose!”

For them, they were all just cats. From the point of view of a cat, what difference did it make whether the opponent was a tiger or a leopard? It was the same as dying in one hit, anyway. However, not all the soldiers in Ranfeld Mansion were as skilled as them. For those who were young and energetic, morale rose to some extent.

“Shit!”

“Okay, what’s wrong with being an aura user!”

“Reinforcements are coming soon!”

“Can’t you hold on until then?”

The soldiers charged at Serati while screaming. She straightened her sword and smiled coldly.

“Hmph! Do you think you can hold out?”

She was sorry, but she had no intention of going easy on them. Only when they collapsed miserably would Ranfeld’s side be alerted, and only then would they be able to bring out their trump card, known to be the necromancers.

Serati lightly kicked the ground. Red sword light scattered all around her as she soared like a bird.

“Taaat!”

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