Soul of Negary
chapter-79

"That cutlass…" Nala's heart sank, she didn't expect that strange weapon to be so sharp. Her knight's sword was something granted by the king. Although it wasn't exactly a precious treasure, it was still a fine article of craftsmanship. Normal knights families would even be able to use it as an heirloom.

And yet it was cleanly cut in half with a single slash, that really was a bit too much.

"Although I will not kill you because of the ancient covenant, please give up resistance" Smick's voice was floating indistinctly in the air, making it so that no one knew where he would appear next to end your life: "I will hold you captive until the end of the war"

"Dream on" Nala narrowed her eyes and finally began to take him seriously. A faint pressure began to awaken on her body as her originally blue pupils turned into golden vertical pupils, her fair throat also moved ever so slightly, as if some sort of internal structure was changing.

Smick was surprised to find that, at that very moment, the rhythm of the surrounding environment had changed by itself to match and harmonize with Nala. Together with Nala's [Respiratory Art], Smick even had the illusion that there was nowhere he could hide.

Daughter of Dragons.

Smick thought of Nala's other title. Without hesitation, he directly moved in for the kill, his figure instantly vanished and appeared directly in front of Nala as his cutlass slashed directly at her.

Nala's vertical pupil didn't even blink as if she had turned a blind eye to the incoming cutlass. The air seemed to condense right at this moment to block Smick's cutlass, and even Smick's harmonization with the surrounding rhythm was forcefully cut off.

Nala swung the broken sword in her hand and left a clear mark on Smick's chest, as if there was an invisible blade at the end of the broken sword.

Nala's eyes slowly changed back to normal as the sound of armor clamoring could be heard outside. Obviously, Royas' army had started to respond to their raid, she didn't try to confirm Smick's status and instead instinctively retreated.

Soon after Nala left, quite a few soldiers had surrounded this place. Smick slowly stood up, the wound on his chest had already formed a scab. After being infected by the Soul's blood, his physique was no longer that of a human, so such wounds would heal in an instant.

As he glanced towards where Nala had escaped, his eyes became sullen. He raised his hand, looked down at his powerful palm and felt a deep sense of fear.

Ultimately, 'he' still chose to hold back.

Smick then covered his face and groaned wildly.

...

The elite team would soon return to Colomier. Their raid tonight could be considered to be relatively fruitful. They destroyed a granary, killed five commanding officers, some soldiers, and managed to cause a certain amount of chaos in the enemy ranks. Although at the same time, they also lost three to four people, all of whom were elites.

Of course, if you counted the Floating Corpse Insect that Rhys released as well, then this operation could be considered to be extremely successful.

But for Interkam, who has been passively taking a beating all this time, this was also another rare victory. In order to improve morale, they even held a small celebration for the soldiers. However, during the party, Nala who was the focus of them all, seemed a bit distracted.

My sword is a problem, if I encounter him next time, I would be at a weaponry disadvantage again

Nala looked down at the broken sword in her hand and thought about the battle with Smick. She could feel that he was still somewhat holding back, otherwise it would have been her who was wounded and not him.

"Are you worried about your weapon, Marshal?" asked a knight next to her.

"You are?" Nala really had no impression of this person: "I really am lacking a good knight's sword"

"Elbas Qi" the knight answered: "My territory is quite close to Colomier, we found a treasured sword there recently, I'm sure it would satisfy you, Marshal"

"To be honest, I originally wanted to keep the sword as an heirloom, but now it seems like it would be best to give it to your excellency, or perhaps the sword had been waiting for your excellency in the first place"

"What do you mean?" Nala was a bit puzzled.

"I've already sent someone to pick it up. The sword should be ready to be presented to your excellency in a short while" Elbas replied with a smile.

In the evening, when the sword was delivered, Nala finally understood what the man had meant. As soon as she saw the sword, Nala felt that she had a wondrous connection with the sword.

"It was said that the blood of a dragon was added to the sword when it was being forged. With each swing, you could hear the roar of the dragon. Unfortunately, I simply can't use this sword" Elbas explained with a sigh: "With every swing, I feel my heart being oppressed by an unknown force. And if someone tried to use it forcibly, they might even cough up blood and collapse on the spot"

"I think it must be that we were not qualified to wield it, but since the Marshal's Dragon Bloodline has been awakened, your excellency must be the fated master of this sword"

Rhys felt something amiss as he listened from the side. After all, right after Nala's sword had just been broken, someone immediately offered her a sword that fitted her perfectly, this was too much of a coincidence. But he had already asked the people in the camp, Elbas was indeed a noble with a nearby territory, and someone had tested that sword prior to bringing it to Nala, confirming that there was no such thing as poison or a curse on it.

Moreover, even with Nala's superhuman intuition, she didn't perceive any malice, so she reached out and received the knight's sword. The sword's guard was a pair of dragon wings, and if you looked from the side, you would even notice that there were patterns of dragon scales on the blade of the sword.

As Nala held the sword in her hand, she felt a connection forming between the weapon and her bloodline. The sword almost felt like an extension of her arm, at the same time, it greatly promoted the awakening of her Dragon's blood. With this sword, her strength had risen by at least 30%.

As Nala brandished the sword, the weapon gave off a faint rumble almost like the roar of a dragon, the knights that gathered around also rained her in praise and admiration. This kind of display could also improve the morale of the troops, and if this story were to be passed down, it could even become a part of myths and legends.

Standing amongst the crowd, Elbas had a satisfied smile on his face. The task that Lord Negary assigned him had been completed, and he had confirmed that Nala's intuition would not react to pure goodwill, but sometimes goodwill wasn't necessarily a good thing.

For the next few days, Royas' offense was indeed slowed down. The Floating Corpse Insects had already begun to spread among Royas soldiers. Although Floating Corpse Insects died very easily, there were many places where water was necessary within the barracks, so their speed of propagation wasn't slow.

There weren't a lot of ways to deal with a pandemic in this era. When the water problem was noticed, quite a few soldiers and even officers had already been infected causing the war situation to tilt so that at least for now, the war was no longer one-sided. And with the arrival of support from various forces, the threat of Royas had basically been resolved in Colomier, causing many in Interkam to call it a Divine Grace.

When the horns of counterattack were blown in Interkam, several battles were still being ongoing in the underside that no one could see.

〖Eldridge, how much longer can you sit still for? 〗 Negary sat on the throne and peered into the distance while his figure slowly faded into the darkness: 〖The infiltration into the Church of Divine Grace must also be accelerated 〗