I Fell into the Game with Instant Kill

Chapter 48.3: Seawater Tribe’s Treasure (1)

The man said indifferently.

“Do you think they can survive?”

As if the previous blow was just a greeting, an even greater amount of magic flowed around him.

The chieftain, who raised his magical powers with all his might, swung his fists.

A punch, which was shot like an island war, aimed at the man, but suddenly it was blocked by the unfolding shield and disappeared without a trace.

The chieftain swung his fists incessantly and hurled attacks on the man.

In the collision of two huge energies, the surrounding land was turned upside down and the bushes were torn off.

The hesitant tribe members had no choice but to follow his orders and run towards the lake.

“···No! No way! Grandpa!”

Other members of the tribe forcibly grabbed and dragged Anne, who was screaming desperately.

The chieftain was pushing the man away as if burning the last embers of his life. But that was it.

“Argh···!”

The chieftain, who had been moving wildly, stopped for a moment, and then sat down, spitting blood from his mouth.

The effect of moving violently while still having internal injuries came quickly.

“Is it over?”

The man, who was still standing in the same place with his shield wide open, without moving even a single step, said as if it did not impress him.

“···Anne! No!”

Anne got out from the hold of her tribe members and ran towards the chieftain.

“Girl, I said to run away…”

“Shut up! What the hell is this?! Why do you keep doing it all by yourself?”

With tears in her eyes, she struggled to support the chieftain.

The man who had been watching the struggle with subdued eyes stretched out his hand slowly.

A huge flame rose in the air and swept the two of them like a wave.

Whoa!

The other tribe members who were running away watched the scene in vain.

The man turned around. All the other members of the Seawater tribe had to be dealt with.

“···?!”

But soon he had no choice but to furrow his brows and turn his head back.

A man stood where the flames and smoke had gone.

Whatever was blocking the flame, he and the other two Seawater people did not sustain any damage.

Anne, who was sitting down, looked up at him blankly.

“Ron···”

A young human male with black hair and golden eyes.

He didn’t even feel a sign of approaching from where the other suddenly appeared.

At that fact, the man asked with a sense of humility.

“Who are you?”

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…Ha.

I fixed my gaze on the man in front of me and sighed in relief.

While moving in the carriage, I suddenly felt a huge amount of magical power, so I hurriedly came back. What the hell was this?

I could block the attack by using space leaps from a long distance away, but…

【Lv. 91]

The situation was absolutely the worst.

I know who he was.

If I remembered that crazy level and the story the chieftain told me, I could guess it easily.

The chief mage of the Imperial Family of Santea, Rakiul.

Had he been chasing the Seawater people all the way here?

The man who was silently staring at me opened his mouth.

“Who are you?”

Instead of answering, I glanced at the chieftain and Anne, who were lying behind me.

Ahh… this was really crazy.

I couldn’t let them die, so I reflexively took action, and this had become the current situation.

I swore a bit and then stared at the shield surrounding Rakiul.

Fuck.

If he spread the shield like that, there’s no way I could rely on instant kill. It was a fatal weakness.

If the battle took place like this, the best thing I could do was defend and run away.

“If you don’t want to talk…”

The man raised his magic again.

In an instant, many thoughts ran through my mind.

How about continuing to defend? Or run away? Then what about the rest of the Seawater people? Should I reveal myself as a Lord? Then would he believe it?

It was then that the sound of laughter was heard from the other side of the forest.

Everyone’s eyes turned to the source of the laughter.

“Wow, what the hell is this?”

It was a woman with red hair that came out through the bushes.

When I saw her appearance, I was astonished, and the mage’s complexion also hardened. He murmured in a bewildered voice.

“···Mad King?”

The Fifth Lord—the Mad King.

Her sudden appearance in a chaotic situation made me even more confused.

The Mad King giggled as she looked at the mage’s hand that looked like he was about to attack me.