The Guide Played Her Role as a Stand-in a Little Too Well - Chapter 137
The person summoned by Shaelock’s hand was a familiar face. The man laughed heartily and waved at me.
“It’s been a while!”
It was Christopher Cairoze, whom I had seen in the dungeon before. He looked at me with an enthusiastic gaze, chuckling.
“Thanks to you, I was able to come out.”
“If I don’t receive proper guiding, I don’t have enough power to summon Christopher,”
Shaelock added beside me.
“It’s been a while since I came to Apharantes. It’s much more splendid now than in my time. Anyway, is this the place where I’ll bury my bones today?”
“That’s the plan… but you mustn’t let it be known that you’re a summoned creature.”
“That’s not hard at all. Before they find out I’m a summoned creature, I’ll just take them all out.”
Christopher shrugged his shoulders, making a sinister comment.
“If you’re discovered, prepare to be banned from summoning for the next three months.”
“That’s quite harsh…”
Christopher winced at Shaelock’s warning.
“Ha, you have to let it slide just this once… Besides, you don’t have anyone else to summon but me.”
His slavishness was hard to believe, given his historical reputation.
Shaelock narrowed her eyes at his words.
“No, I’ve almost identified another person this time. That summoned creature wouldn’t be bad either.”
“There’s no one in history as good as me!”
“There are plenty.”
“Ahem!”
Christopher couldn’t deny it, so he subtly changed the subject.
“Then I’ll go fulfill my duty. Is it time to open the door?”
“Yes, it’s time to open it.”
Shaelock nodded, and Christopher drew his sword from its sheath. With a sound, the revealed sword gleamed with a blue light.
The playful demeanor Christopher had moments ago vanished. He looked at us with the face of a hunter eyeing its prey.
Wearing a helmet and armor that appeared from nowhere, he completely concealed his face and descended to the floor. With his face hidden, it was hard to believe he was a summoned creature.
“I’ll take care of this place.”
“Alright.”
Shaelock nodded readily.
Boom!
Finally, the door opened, and servants and soldiers poured in. It had taken a long time to open the door, and they had prepared diligently outside as well.
I stepped back hesitantly. Shaelock and Pheon shielded me behind them. With Shaelock, who was nearly 170cm, also tall for a woman, and the towering Pheon standing in front, I was completely hidden from view.
The intruders were desperate to find Hedonia.
“Follow the Duke’s orders! Quickly, find the young lady!”
“Attack and surround them over there! The magic circle will aid us.”
The soldiers knew that the intruders were Espers, but they didn’t seem to care.
“Hmm, relying solely on the magic circle isn’t wise,”
Pheon muttered with a hint of laughter in his voice, realizing this.
“Charge!”
Unaware of Pheon and Shaelock’s true identities, the soldiers and servants rushed towards us.
However, as soon as Christopher’s sword moved, the servants were thrown back. With a swift, slicing sound, they collapsed weakly, like scarecrows.
“If you value your lives, step back!”
Perhaps to minimize casualties, Christopher shouted in a booming voice.
“The magic circle will aid us!”
But they didn’t retreat so easily. As they got up and charged at us again, a red beam shot towards us from somewhere in the ceiling at a frightening speed.
“I expected this.”
Pheon said, as the beam was absorbed by the fire shield he created.
The shield, made of bright blue flames, swirled around us, forming a protective dome. The sight of the shield made the soldiers’ faces turn pale.
“The power of fire…”
“Calm down. Pheon isn’t the only Esper with the power of fire.”
The reason they immediately thought of Pheon was because he was considered the strongest among Espers or wizards with the power of fire.
At the mention of Pheon’s name, they looked around with fearful expressions, as if he might be hiding somewhere.
“The warnings end here. Now, let’s get down to business,”
Christopher muttered, cracking his neck as they glanced around.
At his words, the servants tilted their heads in confusion before being knocked down.
The soldiers were no exception.
Christopher leaped into the air and danced with his sword. In his trance-like state, no one could stop his blade. People filling the room and the corridor fell like dominoes.
‘…It’s not just Christopher’s strength.’
Watching him closely, I noticed a red aura around Christopher’s sword.
Pheon was using his power in sync with Christopher’s sword swings.
