Demon King of the Royal Class-Chapter 425

“We have to run!” Eleris shouted frantically. Only then did the grand duke, Harriet, and I come to our senses.

‘Yes, run.’

If any of those meteors were of significant size, we would have to worry about a planet-level catastrophe. But even if they weren’t that large, it was clear that a tremendous disaster was about to sweep through the area.

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If we were to flee, where would we go, and how were we to escape?

Long-distance teleportation was impossible due to the interference barrier, and even if it were possible, there wasn’t enough time to cast it.

Hundreds of burning meteors were descending from the sky, threatening to tear through the earth—how could we possibly avoid them? Could a shield or barrier protect us from the shockwaves of the meteor impacts?

Harriet gritted her teeth. She didn’t know what to do, but it was as if she felt she had to do something.

Blue mana lines began to surge throughout Harriet’s body.

In such an urgent situation, quick casting of magic was something only Harriet could do.

But how could we possibly deal with this situation?

Whoosh!

The numerous runes entwined around Harriet’s body, as well as the necklace she wore, were emitting a fierce light.

Clink... Clink...

Not just one, but five power cartridges were all releasing an intense flow of mana, replenishing Harriet’s mana.

Was she trying to use large-scale teleportation despite the barrier? Could she do it with the support of the power cartridges?

Or was she trying to dispel the barrier and use mass teleportation to move us out of the strike zone instantly?

Whoosh!

I saw one of the largest meteors, which had been burning the brightest among the hundreds of falling meteors, suddenly disappear.

I had clearly seen a pitch-black circular rift appear along the path of the meteor’s descent. Harriet had opened a dimensional gate the size of the meteor in its path, sending it somewhere else.

Another meteor vanished.

“Ugh...”

Harriet gritted her teeth, sweating profusely as she did her calculations and cast her magic.

The largest meteor disappeared, and the hundreds of other falling meteors began to fade and vanish one by one.

Harriet was creating dimensional gates in the sky. Instead of creating a shield to withstand the meteor impacts, she was sending the meteors that were streaking toward us somewhere else.

One by one, and soon by the dozens, the meteors disappeared before they could reach the ground.

Harriet was calculating the descent paths of the hundreds of meteors and was opening dimensional gates to swallow them up. To counter such overwhelming destructive magic required the magic of a genius who could perform meticulous calculations.

I realized I had underestimated the greatest genius in the history of magic.

I didn’t know if Harriet could use large-scale teleportation or mass teleportation, but if we somehow managed to escape, everyone else in the area would be left exposed to the meteor shower.

Some would die, and there would be innocent people among them.

Faced with a looming disaster, Harriet was trying to save everyone, and through her research on dimensional magic, she had mastered the magic of dimensional gates.

Using that knowledge, Harriet had come to the idea of not taking this unmanageable attack head-on, but erasing it, and she was putting that idea into action.

Eleris, the grand duke and I watched in awe as Harriet worked to single-handedly eliminate the massive disaster.

“Ugh...”

But Harriet’s mana was not infinite. Even with the assistance of the power cartridges, opening hundreds of dimensional gates was an overwhelming task. While she was managing to redirect the falling meteors elsewhere, it was clear that even a genius had their limits.

Thud! Boom!

Meteors that slipped past Harriet’s calculations began crashing to the ground one by one, while the power cartridges hanging from her necklace dimmed, their light fading like dying batteries.

Noticing the dire situation, the grand duke placed a reassuring hand on Harriet’s shoulder.

Mages could use Siphon Mana to replenish their mana, just as Eleris had replenished Ellen’s mana when she had depleted her own in the Dark Land.

The grand duke shared his mana with his daughter, who was pushing herself beyond her limits. However, even with that, the task wouldn’t be easy.

Drawing on her own mana, the mana from the power cartridges, and the mana being given to her in real-time by the grand duke, Harriet continued to cast her magic.

And Harriet was somehow managing it. Gritting her teeth, she focused intently on the night sky, using her replenished mana to open dimensional gates and erase the falling meteors.

The scale of what needed to be done was so vast that she would reach a limit even with the grand duke’s mana for support.

“Take me... to that child...” Eleris said with difficulty, and without further thought, I supported Eleris and we moved next to Harriet.

Eleris placed her hand on Harriet’s shoulder, just as the grand duke was doing.

Harriet had no time to be surprised; her mind was likely overwhelmed with just the task at hand.

Whoosh!

Surrounded by blue light, Harriet began to erase the meteor shower. With the mana of two archmages replenishing her, Harriet quickly opened and closed dozens of dimensional gates.

The meteors pouring from the rift were now vanishing before they could even touch the ground.

That hellish scenario seemed to last for an eternity.

Rumble...

When the rift in the night sky disappeared as if it had never been there, and the streaks of light heralding the meteor shower ceased to fall, Harriet collapsed to the ground, drenched in sweat.

“I... I did it...” she said, panting heavily.

“Well done, my daughter,” The grand duke said, himself on the brink of mana depletion. He sat down and embraced Harriet.

Only a few of the meteors had struck the ground.

Eleris had offered her own assistance, but she was still staring wide-eyed at the exhausted Harriet, seemingly unable to comprehend the situation.

Harriet de Saint-Ouen, who once struggled to cast a fireball at a single orc, had now saved us all from disaster.

It wasn’t I who had saved Harriet. Rather, Harriet had saved everyone in the area.

It was Harriet who fulfilled my wish that no one, neither the people of the empire nor my allies, would die.

I looked towards the heart of the battle. The moon had grown to a massive size and then shrunk back, and the meteor shower that had threatened to rain down on us had been eliminated.

Luna Artorius had left, and there was no way the one who had cast such magic could continue fighting.

It seemed the battle was coming to an end.

***

From the moment the sky opened and the meteor shower began, the battle had effectively stopped.

When the magic, which could only be described as mythical magic of the gods, was cast, the imperial army, the Council, and Black Order all deployed large-scale defensive barriers and took defensive actions.

Everyone scrambled to shield themselves from the overwhelming force of the vast magic, but their outlook was bleak, and they were convinced that surviving the massive scale of destruction that would be wrought by hundreds of meteors sweeping across the land was impossible.

However, thanks to the intervention of an unknown mage, all the meteors had disappeared..

And the mage who had cast the large-scale meteor shower with the intent to kill everyone present—the archlich—was now collapsed on the ground, nothing more than an empty shell.

The archlich had accumulated immense knowledge and mana throughout its incredibly long lifetime, and in its desire to cause the destruction of everything around it, it had used up every last drop of its mana to cast that spell.

The power of archlich was beyond comprehension. It had cast a spell that neither ordinary humans nor most immortals could.

Yet, it had been countered by a mage not even twenty years old.

“Heh, heh... hehehehe...”

The archlich, having lost all its strength, could only let out a low, eerie laugh.

The allied demon forces and the imperial forces, sensing the end of the great anomaly, also dispelled their barriers.

The two groups faced each other as the archlich lay in the center of the battlefield.

The two groups had clashed without being able to properly distinguish friend from foe, but Sabioleen Tana knew that the archlich was the core of this battle. She, too, had been prepared for death when faced with the spectacle of hundreds of falling meteors, and her anxious heart had yet to calm down.

She had suspected something unusual since the murder in the palace, but everything Tana had faced in this expedition thus far was unlike anything she had ever experienced before.

The Aachlich, the group of vampires, the bizarre phenomenon of the moon growing unnaturally large, and the meteor shower pouring from the shattered night sky...

Even for Tana, who had been through many battles, these were shocking events, and they had happened one after another. Events that could be considered a lifetime’s worth of stories for someone else had occurred multiple times in a single night.

‘It’s too dangerous... This place is far too dangerous,’ she thought.

If all the combatants on the imperial side were to die, the empire would lose more than half of its strength. Each knight and mage present was a crucial part of the empire’s power.

The archlich who summoned the meteor shower was incapacitated, but the identity of the vampire group remained unknown, and they were still intact.

Whether fortunately or unfortunately, the vampires and their robed allies had prioritized attacking the archlich rather than focusing on the imperial forces. And because both sides were highly skilled, there were no casualties, only minor injuries.

Despite the intensity of the battle, everyone had been fighting with caution.

The knights and mages here knew that dying or getting injured would directly harm the empire, which was why they were able to fight with such caution.

Sabioleen Tana didn’t know how the meteor shower conjured by the archlich had been countered, but she knew that it had not been anyone on the imperial side.

If it had been done by the group standing opposite them, then confronting them would be an enormous risk. They couldn’t afford to lose the empire’s elite forces in a futile battle against unknown entities.

“That one over there is a traitor to the empire and a prime suspect in an investigation. We must secure him. If you all retreat quietly, we won’t confront you any further. Withdraw now,” Tana said to the unknown group.

Orders were orders, and Sabioleen Tana had been commanded to capture Rother Dwin, whether he was an archlich or not. They had to capture Rother Dwin no matter what.

“I won’t ask who you are or what your motives are,” she added.

Sabioleen Tana suspected that they were likely the Demon King’s followers, and was making the maximum concession she could give.

But if they were indeed the Demon King’s followers, she couldn’t understand why they were after the archlich Rother Dwin. Or perhaps Rother Dwin had come to this place where this group had been all along. That meant Rother Dwin had sought them out directly.

‘But why on earth would he do that?’

Sabioleen Tana realized that the more she pondered, the fewer answers she found. Instead, even more questions began to surface.

An elderly man in a suit stood at the front of the group of vampires, leaning on a cane. Despite the fierce and violent battle, the old vampire’s appearance remained pristine, with not a speck of dust on his fedora or collar.

The old vampire quietly looked at the fallen archlich.

“Lucren.”

He seemed uninterested in Sabioleen Tana, and was focused solely on the fallen archlich.

“Did you come all this way just to show off your ability to wield mythical magic?”

The old man tilted his head. He seemed genuinely puzzled by the situation.

“It was impressive, but it was thwarted. Even if it hadn’t been, why would you do something that would only result in you being demolished along with us?”

“Antirianus...” the fallen Archlich said in a raspy tone. “Do you want Akasha...?”

At those words, the one he called Antirianus smiled.