Wounds and Retreat

Get up! Open your eyes as wide as possible! Keep encouraging yourself. Cleon was badly wounded, though he continued to be healed by Hestia's magic, but his wasted blood would not return by magic. He stood up even though his body was very weak. His vision was very blurry, when he saw the figure with the glowing red scythe standing in front of him firmly, he felt awe, and felt inferior.

Cleon raised his sword as high as he could. "The Lord Of Heaven, allow this self to borrow your dazzling and deadly thunder. Magical Redemption." After that the Thunder grabbed him, no, precisely grabbed the sword he was pointing at. 'The troops that the captain called for a long time ago, Hestia has lost so much Mana, and I and Elysia also couldn't have lasted much longer if they kept popping up.' Cleon stood up. "Elysia, we must retreat." Hestia is already very pale, but Elysia didn't listen to Cleon's invitation. "Come On, Cleon. I'm still fine, we can't take any chances." "This is precisely the name of taking stupid risks."

Thus, Cleon also obeyed the wishes of 2 women who fought with him. He ran with a sword in his left hand, both hands he kept on the side (like a Ninja running), when approaching the target, he swung his sword strongly forward until the beheading of the monsters.

Thunder struck as the opponent's blood splashed. Snatching every drop of blood. "They are endless, I'm sure there is something!" why? They are endless. What's in that hole really? Why did the 2nd Floor become this terrible? "Team! Ready to attack!!" A passionate cry from a person Cleon knew, a person who had been his superior. "They have arrived."Cleon smiled, raised his sword as high as he could and ended his attack with one last slash. "Elysia! We mund-"

His gaze slightly rounded, he saw Elysia who was standing with a body full of wounds. Worse than him. "Come on." Despite being silent for a while, Elysia regained consciousness and immediately ran to the back. "Thank you Cleon for sticking it out so far. Rest in the back row." Please Commander. "well, thank you, Commander." He raised his sword, until the edge of the blade was in front of his face, then he sheathed his sword. He ran to the rearguard while avoiding the troops on horseback so as not to get hit.

When he got back, he saw a sight that was quite impressive as well as frightening. Man's war with monsters. Fires are lit everywhere to illuminate this place, although soon Dawn will come. "Isn't the captain coming?"Cleon looked at all the fighting men, but he couldn't find the captain.

"I just said goodbye to my family. Heh, you guys go to the back, let alone this young lady."A stocky hand touched Cleon's shoulder," Captain?" Cleon looked at him with a happy face. A huge sword of deep black color that reflected the light of fire. "Rest, well, come on drunks!" The captain raised his sword, pointing forward. At once the Conquerors shot quickly with different weapons. "Haha! This is not the business of the Royal Army!" said the man with empty hands. He immediately punched the monster's face until it was destroyed. "Isn't that right, Cleon?"

Blonde hair and her hairstyle that remained the same as before. Yes, he was Cleon's friend from childhood, "Haha, you're right, masochist.' "You Forgot My Name, Remember this, I am the strongest fighter in the Atrium, Max!"Max enthusiastically introduced himself to the monster with a powerful fist. "Wow! Hestia is here too, too bad I can't see Cleon's crush fighting! Already! You guys take a break and watch how beautiful my fists are!" Without feeling guilty about his words, Max immediately walked over. On his forehead was a piece of cloth tied tightly. As he walked, the red cloth seemed to flutter.

"Elma's squad is attacking South Point!"A strategist stands on a high pillar created by a magician, "Ard's temporary squad breaks through the opponent's weak point, meanwhile, Veil's squad aids the troops that are in the North." He's very good at reading situations. "This way we can rest." He turned to Hestia, but when he was about to ask about her situation, Hestia suddenly fell into Cleon's arms. Her head is heavy, she's running out of Mana. Not fainting, but falling asleep from fatigue.

From behind Elysia looked at the two of them. Her gaze was a little disappointed and annoyed. "Cleon, take her back. We need to rest her." Ask Elysia. "No, we have to get out of here, there's no way we can rest on the battlefield," Cleon proposed to go out of the Abyss, it was much safer. "All right."

He was carrying Hestia, his body was torn to pieces, but if he left Hestia who was fast asleep like this, he would become an unforgivable bastard. "Hestia, hold on until we are outside."Fool, the one who has to endure it is you not Hestia."

Finally, how many minutes did they run outside the Abyss. Cleon lowered Hestia on his lap. "You are here, good. But you can take the girl in your arms, take it to the post." Ask an adult male in full Doctor's clothes. "Uh. All right." "It's Okay—I can do it myself." Ah-it seems that Hestia has indeed woken up. But anyone would know what it's like to run out of Mana, it's excruciating. Severe headache, and a terrible chill. Hestia can't move much for now. "No, not here." Cleon lifted Hestia's light body. "for now, focus on gathering energy, okay?" Again a sight that Elysia did not want to see. "I will recover while watching the situation from there."

She took her sickle, immediately jumped over the abyss gate. Saw the battle that was at a distance of 2KM from here. Invisible. Many large rocks were blocking so that the battle could not be seen. All that could be seen was the explosive sound of the Conquerors ' magic. "How?"Cleon asked the medic about the wound. "It's great to be able to walk with a broken leg."

"I just realized that my feet hurt." Suddenly Cleon's face turned pale. He broke his leg, his left leg. "hah, surely this is the power of determination. Do you like the boy?"The medic asked him " " what does that have to do with trying?" Your determination is too great. Usually such a determination is aimed at protecting a person. Who? This kid, or her?" this guy.. keep cornering Cleon. "Both." He counterattacked. "I want to protect both of them. The two of them—no, the three of them are valuable partners for me. Hestia, Elysia, also the captain who was fighting far away there."

"Hey, your back has a deep wound, it can't be healed by magic. Immediately prepare the equipment!" "Ah, I hate stitches."Cleon resigned himself, Magic will not be able to treat wounds like this. He will be stitched up and will need a lot of time to heal.