2. Refugees of Serabourg Citadel
Translated by EE and Adoxo. I don't have a new translator, my brother pitched in and help finish off the last 3 pages.
Proofread by Britsch, Xandaar
The players’ eyes were brimming with determination,
‘I must not die.’
‘Whatever happens, I will follow Weed-nim.’
‘Focus. I will come out of this place alive. I can’t die like this or I will be stuck being a newbie. I won’t even be able to get a girlfriend!’
Weed yanked the wooden lever affixed to the wall.
Du Du Du Du!
The stone gate blocking the exit began to rise, slowly unveiling the path leading to the surface.
“Now is the time. Let’s head out.”
The break was brief, but it was enough for the players to recover some of their vitality. Weed headed out first, wriggling his large frame through the opening. As soon as he surfaced, the rest of the players began to jump out through the clearing one by one.
“Don’t leave any humans alive.”
“It’s just for all who do not believe in the gods of Embinyu to die.”
“Purge Serabourg Citadel!”
Upon surfacing, the players were struck by the piercing cries of the fanatics and dark forces of the Embinyu Church. Even though the exit was well hidden with overgrown bushes, it was a mere 2km away from the Serabourg Citadel. A horse could cover that distance instantly.
Weed’s gaze turned to the Citadel. Swarming with Embinyu forces, the area now resembled a large black mass at a distance. Smoke billowed from the buildings as they burned fiercely while large demons could be seen encroaching the Citadel.
The soldiers of Rosenheim Kingdom were slowly being forced back into the palace where they would make their last stand. Weed noticed various groups still within the Citadel’s using this moment to escape.
It was absolute pandemonium! This was a true battlefield.
‘Please come out. Now is our chance.’
Players continued to materialize from the exit. Even nearby escape routes began to spew out players. Over tens of thousands newbies and NPCs had followed Weed, and for all of them to escape would take time.
The first group of players that poured out from the escape route had a fairly decent high level and could fight. Over 200 of these warriors exited, followed by the newbies. The group tried to covertly escape as they possibly could, but with so many people it was inevitable the Wyvern Knights circling in the sky above would detect them.
“Humans!”
“Kill them! Use them as sacrifice for the god of Embinyu!”
Players cried out in surprise.
“It’s the Wyvern Knights of the Embinyu Church!”
“We are spotted!”
Archers, Rangers, and anyone else possessing a bow began loosing their arrows at the Wyvern Knights. A chaotic stream of arrows flew from newbies and high archers alike, and rained down onto the enemy.
“Humans are offerings!”
“Praise the Embinyu Church!”
The Wyverns gracefully evaded the arrows as they dove toward the ground.
The mobility of the wyverns was astounding! To strike them in the air would be difficult, and spells were practically useless against them since they took too long to prepare.
“Evil Spear!”
The critical situation was when the Wyvern Knights came closer and closer as they primed their spear skills!
Weed accelerated furiously and leaped high into the sky.
‘Will it work? My strength and agility have increased radically so it just might be possible.’
BANG!
The ground cratered as the Ice Troll jumped with unbelievable might!
Weed suddenly thrust his sword mid-air. The low flying wyvern attempted to evade the Ice Troll that had abruptly appeared before its eyes, but its efforts were futile, it was already within range of Weed’s sword.
“Gyaak!”
You have dealt a great blow to the Wyvern Knight.
Wyvern Knight is unable to participate further in battle.
The overflowing strength of the Ice Troll!
Weed had not aimed for the Wyvern, instead striking the knight riding the Wyvern. The Wyvern Knight plummeted to the ground as Weed’s attack had toppled him from his steed. In a swift and smooth motion, Weed quickly snatched the reins as he mounted the Wyvern. To display such incredulous quick and fluid movements despite having the massive body of an Ice Troll, one would think the scene had been choreographed.
“Gyaaa!”
The Wyvern staggered, nearly crashing, from the sudden brunt of the full weight of the Ice Troll. This was the Ice Troll’s weight attack! As the Wyvern came closer to the ground that its underside could literally scrape the surface, it gave it a one last ditch effort to fly back up.
Weed peered down. The high level players had scattered and were resisting the Wyvern Knights’ attacks but the beginners and the NPCs were still being slaughtered.
The resident Darium, living some distance behind the palace has died. Fame decreased by 2.
Vortuga the blacksmith has passed away. Fame decreased by 6.
While he didn’t mind the players dying, every single NPCs death affected Weed personally. The nature of the quest to lead the refugees to safety had the potential to earn or lose an enormous amount of fame.
Weed could have never imagined the astronomical magnitude of this quest when he was first approached by Selina. The scale of the quest grew exponentially as the abandoned residents of Serabourg Citadel gathered and placed their faith in Weed. Fortunately, Seo Yoon was finally displaying her true ability as she slaughtered the Wyvern Knights, sending them into the grey light.
“Let’s go. We’ve more bastards to hunt!”
Weed pulled the rein on the Wyvern with his left hand. To tame a Wyvern, a player would need high strength and fighting spirit. In these aspect, Weed already qualified. And he had a lot of experience taming a Wyvern through Wy-Three.
But to completely subdue and tame a monster, high intimacy and time to understand one another was required. Weed did not have any of this. But the Wyvern Weed was riding on top obeyed his command and flew towards the other Wyvern Knights.
“Faster!”
Pa-dak, Pa-dak, Pa-dak!
The Wyvern flew as fast as possible. It wasn’t due to its submission and obedience to Weed, but a silent plea to the other Wyvern Knights to knock off the heavy Ice Troll on it’s back. Furthermore, the cold emanating from the Ice Troll frosted the wings, causing fear to seep into the Wyvern from the possibility of crashing.
The Ice Troll was heavy and it was cold. It was truly evil.
“Well done.”
The Wyvern’s desperate measure to save itself went up in smokes as Weed exchanged several blows with the Wyvern Knights and emerged victorious. Weed was used to aerial battles where attacks were exchanged in a flash.
The Wyvern flew toward its other brethren for salvation, but Weed came out victorious in every single encounter.
GYAAA!
The Wyvern Weed was riding on was quickly becoming exhausted as it flapped its wings harder and harder to prevent its fall. But because of the cold coming from the Ice Troll, soon the whole body of the Wyvern was covered in ice.
Weed waited for his Wyvern to completely freeze over before hijacking another Wyvern in mid air. The sight of a massive body leaping in the air was a truly mind boggling and dazzling performance. The players were dizzy from the heart dropping display above.
“Call Death Knight Van Hawk! Call Vampire Lord Torido!”
Summoning of Van Hawk and Torido!
“Master, I want to fight.”
“This place has the lingering scent of blood. Nothing is refreshing as the blood in the air, it’s much better than any exquisite perfume.”