Leben's face reflected a sense of bewilderment, taken aback by Dreizack's willingness to answer without any resistance or hesitation.
'This guy is completely abnormal and utterly unhinged. He hasn't even taken any offense at my questioning. What the hell is the deal with him?'
...
Seele seized the opportunity presented by Dreizack's focus on Leben, slipping into the background and readying for a surprise assault.
Her movements were swift and calculated, moving silently as a mouse to catch the unsuspecting Dreizack off guard.
SLASH!
With a precise and calculated strike, Seele lashed out, her blade making contact with Dreizack, who was caught off guard by the unexpected attack.
The pain inflicted by the Intaris Sword was profound, an agony that coursed through his being, the sword's touch invoking a torment that bordered on unbearable.
A sword classified as a Legend Type, or a Mythari Type Sword, possessed profound power, making it a weapon of formidable stature and strength.
Dreizack, writhing in agony, begged for mercy as he spat out blood, his voice trembling.
"PLEASE! ENOUGH! YOU FOOLISH WOMAN!"
His cries echoed through the air, a desperate plea for respite from the relentless onslaught of pain inflicted by the relentless attacks of the fierce warrior before him.
Blood splattered the surroundings, the air thick with the metallic scent of crimson fluid.
...
Leben, his gaze fixed on the unfolding tableau, a sinister smile stretched across his lips.
He took pleasure in the gory spectacle, his twisted satisfaction evident on his face as he observed the bloodshed caused by Seele's relentless blade.
SCREECH!
Dreizack let out a piercing cry, the sound echoing through the air as a desperate call for reinforcements.
In response, a horde of devils descended upon them, charging forward with bloodthirsty eyes and sinister grins.
...
Verdadero and Kämpfen, their curiosity piqued by the absence of their Captain, abruptly arrived on the scene, their eyes widening in surprise as they took in the chaotic battle unfolding before them.
Kämpfen, his voice piercing through the noise of the battle, called out to Seele, signalling their arrival and their intention to assist.
Seele, having momentarily retreated due to the overwhelming numbers of the approaching devils, swiftly grabbed the injured Leben and tossed him into Verdadero's care.
"Tend to him and see to his recovery. Once you're done, return and join the fight. Kämpfen, stay with me; your skills will be invaluable in the fray."
Leben, despite being wounded and his pride bruised, protested vehemently.
"I don't need your help. Stop tossing me around like I'm some insignificant object! I can take care of myself!"
Verdadero disregarded Leben's prideful behaviour and swiftly followed Seele's orders, carrying the protesting yet injured man away from the battlefield on his shoulders.
"Understood, Captain!"
Despite Leben's continued protests and insistence on being set down, Verdadero steadfastly carried him towards a medic, paying no heed to his feeble squirming.
...
Kämpfen, brimming with curiosity, hastened towards Seele's side and asked with a hint of intrigue.
"Captain, do you know that man? He appears... rather prideful."
Seele cast a gaze at Kämpfen, her expression stoic and her voice calm as she responded.
"No, he was merely someone I was interrogating prior to this pandemonium."
Kämpfen smirked, a mischievous gleam in his eyes, and inquired playfully.
"Ah, so that's what you call it—an 'interrogation.' Care to share the juicy details?"
Seele fixed Kämpfen with a look that seemed to question his intelligence, her tone calm but carrying a hint of exasperation.
"That imbecile was the very individual responsible for destroying the farmer's crops, having fallen from the skies, no less."
She realized how he was here when he was supposed to be at interrogation room with Narbe.
"Hold on, didn't I task Narbe with keeping an eye on him? What happened to Narbe?"
Seele expressed a hint of concern in her voice as she posed her question.
Kämpfen scoffed and cast a glance in the direction of the encroaching devils, then back at Seele.
"It's no surprise really. Narbe is far from reliable. I always try to steer clear from him. I mean, who in their right mind would trust him?"
Kämpfen then added to his statement, his expression still bearing a hint of annoyance.
"Given the opportunity, he would sell out the entire C Division without a moment's hesitation to save his own skin."
Seele cast a sidelong glance at Kämpfen, her demeanor calm yet commanding.
"Kämpfen, please refrain from speaking ill of Narbe. He has proven himself as a loyal soldier who has stood steadfastly by us even in the days when my brother held the helm. My brother placed his faith in him, and I ask you to do the same."
Kämpfen exhaled, a hint of remorse in his expression.
"Yes, Captain."
Then, suddenly, a devil emerged from the shadows, lunging at them.
SHRIEK!
The creature let out a bone-chilling screech, its intent clear.
...
Verdadero had successfully transported Leben to Althea, the renowned medic of the C Division, diligently following the Captain's orders.
"Please treat him properly, Althea. The Captain demands that he remains alive."
Althea, renowned as the finest medic within the C Division, was often regarded as something of a miracle worker.
Her features were captivating, her slender eyes complemented by striking eyebrows that added elegance to her appearance. Her hair, jet black and wavy, reached just past her shoulders, topped off by neat bangs.
She responded with a soft, caring tone.
"Mhm. I'll handle it, Verdadero."
She graced the handsome man with a warm smile, and then her gaze darted to a sheet of paper on the desk, causing her to recall something.
"It's a message from Fals. She's on her way back,"
She informed him, there was a hint of gladness in her voice.
"She probably has no idea about the current situation... it's fortunate that she's coming back right now."
She spoke with a sense of relief, her words acknowledging the significance of Fals's impending return.
Verdadero, unable to restrain his curiosity, inquired further.
"What about Fedil and Kalila? Are they also returning from their missions?"
Althea let out an exasperated sigh, shaking her head in response.
Althea's gaze met Verdadero's, concern etched on her face as she held his hand gently in her own.
"Verdadero, I beg of you... Please, don't put yourself at risk again,"
Leben, lying on the bed, his voice interrupting the moment, declared with a hint of sarcasm.
"I can't say I know either of you, but your love story is enough to make anyone nauseous."
Althea stuttered, her shy nature surfacing.
"No, we're not... We're just... colleagues,"
She protested, her voice becoming almost inaudible as she continued, her words barely above a whisper.
"And even if we were more, I wouldn't be good enough for him..."
She implored him, her voice filled with a mix of worry and affection.
Leben, having caught a portion of her whispered words, playfully teased her.
"What was that, Timmy Girl?"
His tone held a hint of mockery, amused by the shy nurse's self-deprecation.
Timmy Girl = Timid Girl
Verdadero chose to disregard the previous words, both Leben's and Althea's.
He gently placed his hand over hers, offering a reassuring squeeze.
"I'll be back, Althea."
Althea nodded in affirmation, her eyes reflecting a touch of sadness as she let go of Verdadero.
"Be careful."
Leben, never one to let a moment of peace linger, interrupted once more.
"Heal me already!"
His impatient demand shattered the atmosphere, his demeanor as brash as ever.
...
The battlefield resonated with the synchronized chanting of soldiers and devils alike.
"For the Lord!"
"For the Seven Sins!"
"For the Virtues!"
Every individual present, whether aligned with the forces of Good or Evil, joined in the unified cry.
The battle raged on without end, a relentless struggle between the forces of Good and Evil.
AHHHH!
The cries of battle echoed across the battlefield as soldiers and devils fought with unyielding determination, each side locked in a fierce struggle for supremacy.
Seele and Kämpfen fought relentlessly to reach Dreizack, their resolve burning fiercely as they pushed through the onslaught of devils, determined to end the hellish conflict once and for all.
Seele, ever watchful, expressed her concern for Kämpfen's relentless use of his Virtue Burst.
"Kämpfen, catch a break. I can handle the rest,"
Kämpfen, as ever stubborn, responded with determination.
"Captain, no. I promise to stand by your side until the very end!"
He offered her a reassuring smile, signaling that he was still holding on despite his exhaustion.
Virtue Burst. It refers to a special skill that can be obtained by cultivating and enhancing one's virtue. It serves to augment the strength, power, and spiritual resilience of the user, enabling them to access higher states of consciousness and harness their full potential.
This extraordinary power, harnessed through the refinement and amplification of virtues, allows individuals to surpass their limitations and unlock exceptional abilities within themselves.