The Son-In-Law Of A Prestigious Household Wants A Divorce-Chapter 33: Blood Rose

“Huh?”

Sharen looked at Isaac with a bewildered expression, unsure of what to do.

But the situation didn’t allow for such an obvious opening.

The black smoke began to spew from among the pile of corpses, transforming into something ominous.

If one had to compare it to something, it was like shadows.

These ownerless shadows began to rise one by one and let out screams.

—Aaaaarghhhhhhhh!

Their voices poured out like a chorus.

And among them, the entity with the largest shadow...

With his head still dangling, he was the only one among them with eyes and fingers.

Then, he pointed his finger directly at Isaac.

The shadows began to rush forward like a wave.

“Everyone!”

Anna, who had been preparing to flee given the dire situation, came running with their horses.

After mounting their respective horses, they immediately escaped out of the village.

“What on earth are those things?!”

Silverna asked, but Isaac couldn’t answer either.

Even though he had witnessed various scenes in his previous life, the Transcendent Race’s sorcery was something that he didn’t get to see often.

Following the giant shadow with the dangling head, the Shadow Servants began to pour out of the village.

“H-Huh? They aren’t as fast as I expected...”

It was Meladik—who had been nervously looking back—who said those words, and his words rang true.

The shadows weren’t as fast as they had imagined; they were just floundering about as they tried to chase them.

But the sight of them advancing while polluting the surroundings like a swamp was terrifyingly intimidating.

“Escaping them seems easy enough, but...”

Isaac’s words trailed off.

He noticed that if they returned to the Malidean Wall while letting the Shadow Servants be, it’d be the nearby villages that’d suffer the consequences.

If they weren’t careful, the situation could easily worsen with them multiplying without ends.

“We have to stop them.”

As she said that, Silverna halted her horse.

“We have to, there’s no other choice. We can’t afford to let more victims fall.”

“I agree with you, but...”

Of course, Isaac understood what she was trying to say.

But, the problem here was that they’d need to be realistic.

“Jonathan isn’t in a good shape...”

“I-I’m fine!”

Jonathan was sweating profusely.

The color of his eyes was returning to normal, and the black patterns on his skin were gradually fading, but he still didn’t look well.

During the previous Pollu incident, Silverna had already acted rashly once and nearly paid a heavy price.

But, in this heated situation, she surprisingly was able to give out cool-headed instructions.

“Meladik, go with Jonathan to the Malidean Wall and request reinforcements.”

“Understood.”

“But I—!”

“Jonathan, it’s an order. Stop making a fuss, we don’t have any time.”

With Silverna’s firm attitude cutting his words short, Jonathan had no choice but to close his mouth.

“Anna, go to the nearby villages and evacuate the residents. They know you like they know me, they won’t hesitate to obey you.”

“Yes, my lady.”

Anna immediately directed her horse towards the village. Time was of the essence, her urgency was clear in her gestures.

“Isaac, Sharen, come with me and lure those things. We’ll try to buy as much time as possible.”

With everyone else receiving their orders and executing it, only the three of them remained.

“Haaa! Haaa!”

Sharen, tense with nervousness, gripped her greatsword tightly while taking deep breaths.

“Isaac, do you have any ideas?”

Silverna didn’t beat around the bush and asked Isaac for advice.

While staring at the Shadow Servants following them in a distance, Isaac nodded as he recalled what had happened earlier.

“Sorcery is similar to magic. There’s a price that must be paid to perform it.”

In mages’ case, they used mana to perform magic.

Through magic circles or incantations, one can roughly guess what kind of magic they’d use.

The same held true for sorcery.

“These shadows are probably the villagers, while the largest one is Nortemus.”

“Judging by the dangling head, the sorcery must have activated right before his death, right?”

Isaac nodded before adding.

“Just like the corpses, the shadows also had their eyes and fingers removed.”

It was just like what he said.

Nortemus’ shadow was the only one with eyes and fingers. That was how it was able to point at Isaac.

Without eyes, they couldn’t see.

And without fingers, they couldn’t point at anything.

Essentially, they were just an army of mutilated corpses that could only follow orders.

“That means we’d only need to deal with Nortemus.”

“I assume that if his shadow is out of the picture, they’ll lose their direction and turn into mindless puppets.”

Isaac’s words were quite convincing.

But at the same time, they made Silverna’s expression turn rather sour.

“You seem to know more than what you explained about the Transcendent Race last time.”

Isaac had briefly explained about the Transcendent Race to the Cardias after the White Tiger’s attack last time.

But now he revealed that the depths of his knowledge far surpassed his explanation, making Silverna stare at him with a slightly displeased expression.

“...Let’s talk about that later.”

Isaac let out a bitter smile.

We have no time to even talk about that right now...

Sharen, who had been looking back and forth between the two with wide eyes, carefully pointed at the Shadow Servants.

“But can we actually cut those things?”

While yes, they were following them because they were following Nortemus’ order.

But, it wasn’t like they could just lead them around as if they were herding sheep until the end of time.

“...”

“...”

Sharen’s question was something that even Isaac couldn’t answer, let alone Silverna.

“We can try attacking them.”

Silverna raised her spear again.

Although she couldn’t put much force into it since she was on horseback, the spear flew fiercely towards Nortemus’s shadow.

But it passed through the shadow without causing any impact.

“...”

“...”

“...”

All three of them closed their mouths simultaneously.

A horde of enemies that they couldn’t cut was advancing, spreading through the surroundings.

Their speed might be slow, but as long as they couldn’t be stopped, it would ultimately lead to defeat.

“Maybe we should call for a mage.”

As Silverna summoned her Aura to retrieve her spear again.

Crack!

The Shadow Servants caught in the Aura-wrapped spear were pierced, losing their form and started to disappear.

“Huh?!”

An exclamation burst from Silverna’s lips as she caught her spear.

We can beat them with Aura!

Yes, we can win!

Just as she was about to shout that.

“...Isaac?”

Sharen glanced at Isaac before asking cautiously.

“Can you use Crimson Essence?”

Silverna reflexively turned to look at Isaac.

“Sniff.”

He couldn’t answer that question.

Instead, a sniffle came out due to the cold wind that was blowing towards them at the moment, and he felt pathetic because of it.

“D-Do you want me to teach you Crimson Essence later?”

“D-Don’t worry! Aura isn’t that important!”

Isaac fell silent, feeling a strange emotion at the two’s odd attempts at consolation.

[Aura?]

Suddenly, he recalled one of his conversations with the Grandmaster.

[You don’t need such things.]

‘But wouldn’t there be times when it’s necessary?’

[There wouldn’t be.]

Are you saying that because you can’t use it?

[If I say something about your legs, how would you feel?]

‘...’

[...Exactly. Now, scram.]

Aura was important.

Most knights could handle aura, and certain families even had their own unique Auras.

For example, Helmont’s Crimson Essence.

“Maybe we should have sent Isaac with Jonathan.”

It was an unfair assessment, but it wasn’t a wrong one at all.

After all, the other guy they sent—Meladik—could use Aura.

“But, anyway...”

Sharen opened her mouth again, slightly pointing at Nortemus’ shadow.

“That thing...is still pointing at Isaac.”

She tried to say that Nortemus’ shadow’s finger was still pointing at him no matter where he tried to go.

Unable to believe that, Isaac slightly moved his horse to the side. Sure enough, Nortemus’ hand still followed wherever he went.

“...”

In other words, he had turned into a lure totem.

*   *   *“My lady?”

At the Malidean Wall.

Kelsey, Sharen’s maid, carefully called out to Rianna, who was looking up at the sky.

“Your expression doesn’t look good.”

“You can see my expression?”

Rianna asked. It was a genuine question, not a sarcastic one. After all, her face was completely wrapped up with a mask.

Kelsey let out a gentle smile.

“I’ve known you for as long as I’ve been with Lady Sharen, Lady Rianna.”

“...I see.”

There wasn’t any particular sentiment brewing.

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Rianna just looked up at the pure white sky and muttered.

“Something murky is coming with the wind.”

“Huh? I could only feel the refreshing wind...”

Kelsey took a deep breath through her nose.

While Rianna continued her words.

“Something ominous.”

Kelsey was more than familiar with Helmont’s physique, so Rianna’s words made her start to feel uneasy.

“Lady Sharen is out on a simple mission behind the wall. She shouldn’t be in danger, right?”

“That should be the case.”

Though she said that, Rianna’s gaze was fixed on the rear wall.

Because that was where the wind was blowing from.

At that moment...

A commotion came from the direction of the rear wall.

Soldiers were moving urgently, and footsteps could be heard from all directions, grating on the ears.

“S-Something...seems off.”

Perhaps because of Rianna’s earlier statement, Kelsey was becoming increasingly anxious.

Worried that something might have happened to Sharen.

Rianna caught the wrist of a soldier rushing towards the inner castle to report.

“Aack!”

Momentarily flustered by the tremendous grip strength, the soldier looked at Rianna.

“W-What is it?!”

“What’s the reason why there’s such a commotion?”

The soldier was overwhelmed by her aura. For a moment there, he forgot that the one who was holding his hand was a woman wearing a maid’s attire.

Pressured by the grip strength squeezing his wrist and the sharp atmosphere, he involuntarily spilled what he knew.

“T-The reconnaissance team has engaged in combat with an unknown Demonic Beast. One village has been annihilated, and part of the reconnaissance team has returned severely injured.”

“...!”

Rianna’s gaze turned towards the wall.

Her red eyes took in the sight of Jonathan being urgently escorted.

“L-Let go!”

At the soldier’s cry, Rianna let go of his hand dejectedly. Then, he quickly dashed away to make his report.

Rianna removed her mask and headband.

The scent of roses began to permeate in the Northern wind.

As her red hair fluttered, everyone around was entranced by her.

Helmont’s Blood Rose.

That was the moment Rianna Helmont descended upon the Malidean Wall.