From No Body To Hero
Episode 15's

Bern swallowed his blood back and wiped his mouth with his sleeve even though it was of no use at all. The blood that came out of his mouth was too much to look like Bern would faint due to blood loss at any time. His skin was very pale but not visible in the dark.

The sound of many feet approaching.

'At least 30 people came here.'

Bern predicted their stage of victory.

'Woe! Can't you avoid that!? You blind!?'

Bern's eyes widened when he heard Anton's angry voice.

'They out? Who's after them.... 50.'

Bern's eyebrows started to wrinkle. This fight from the start had already given them an unfavorable side. He could not accept death by his side which contained only a child.

"That's them!"

Anton yells when he finds Bern. Lewis from the top of the tree throws Bern's waist-high wand at Anton from the top of the tree.

"Bern! Take this!"

Anton throws it and Bern raises his hand to Anton's side without seeing him.

The magic wand was thrown right into Bern's grasp. Bern frowned again when the magic wand he was carrying was huge. It will only hinder his movement.

'Fuck.'

Bern simply ignored it was a magic wand and held it as if it was a sword.

'At least, you don't be a burden, ok.'

Bern was a bit annoyed with the huge magic wand that to him was like a burden. However looking at Anton and Ailen who were injured from the long-range attack, only sighed. He should have appreciated their efforts.

Bern removed his shield. Lewis from the top of the tree throws Zion's wand. Zion also wants to catch him cool like Bern. But he instead made it hit his head and just ended up in his hands.

'Fucking stick.....'

Zion's a little upset.

"Zion, you take care of Thomas. Your highness-"

"I know."

Uen instantly appeared out of nowhere standing behind Zion with two daggers.

Zion nodded and started using mana. It feels like he's been stabbed by hundreds of needles. But he survived.

Again, Thomas felt himself just a burden.

"Thomas, can you do something for me?"

Bern asked. Thomas of course nodded.

Bern took out a crystal ball on the ground that seemed like the communication tool of those organizations.

"[Paper follows the wind, Light guides one from darkness.]"

The crystal ball glowed brightly where the place was very dark which made it very striking.

"Ah, fighting in the light is better."

Anton muttered cheerfully as he could see the enemy clearly. It was dark, their organizational robes were black. It is very difficult to fight. But Uen frowned. He's a better assassin class working in the dark.

But he had no protest because in their group, only he was an assassin class while the enemy had at least more than 20 assassin classes.

"Hold this and don't let go. The light will die if you do that. It would be too much of a burden for me if this didn't have a reasonable penalty."

Witches can reduce the burden of spells when given weaknesses in spells. Like, it's gonna keep blowing the wind until something touches it.

"Well, you really read that boring magic book."

Uen scoffed a little. But he doesn't seem to hate her.

Thomas nodded in spirit. At least he did something. Bern handed it over and began to focus on the enemy in front.

"[Natural nature coward, run for cover.]"

A golden-coloured circle with an intricate symbol unlike Bern's simple one appeared under Thomas' feet. A transparent gold shield appears protecting Thomas. Thomas held tightly to the glowing crystal ball.

Gold color and white light fused to make the light brighter.

"Don't worry about your back. I'm right here."

Zion nodded. He can trust Uen completely because Uen always protects him when the pound is.

Tang! Tang! Tang!

The arrow flew towards Zion who looked the weakest. But nimbly, Uen repelled all the arrows.

"Step my corpse before attacking my sister."

Uen's eyes coldly said that.

'Uen, that's a little embarrassing.....'

Zion mearasa shy. But it wasn't long because he felt enough pain to make him bleed out of his mouth.

"Ugh....."

'How does Bern withstand this without the slightest wrinkle?'

He saw Bern advancing with Ailen.

"Why are you keeping Thomas on the grounds of making him a lamp?"

Bern's face was calm with that question while fending off the enemy's weapons.

"Who said I made it a light source?"

Ailen was confused by that. But he did not keep asking. He must have Bern had his own plan.

Tang! Tang! Tang!

Lewis supports it from the trees by firing his arrow. He was out of breath by moving as agile and silent as he could.

Sreet.....

He pulled the bowstring again. He was cluttered by the pull.

Blood flowed following the bowstring. The blood coming from his finger was cut off as a result of pulling too much of the bowstring.

"Damn..."

Lewis cursed and shot another arrow.

"Meet."

Lewis's eyes grew bigger and he heard the whispers behind him. He quickly wanted to turn around and use his bow to beat up the person.

But before he could turn around, he was kicked and landed near Zion.

"Ughhh!"

"Levy!"

"It's enough to play. Archers."

The person who kicked Lewis down from the tree and pulled his glove as if it had become a mess. He did not cover his head like the others.

Black hair and black eyes due to the uniqueness of the place. But his black eyes showed a hint of red light.

"Chairman!"

One of the organizations shouted as if he was happy. The archer was quickly silent and ready to fire an arrow at any time.

"Tch."

Bern clicked his tongue.

"Retreat."

Ailen and Anton who heard it also retreated. Ailen and Anton also had run out of energy and had been injured quite a lot. They just want to sit down and relax now.

"Shoot."

Arrows coated with demonic poison began to be fired by more than 30 archers who made Bern groups in the rain of arrows.

Bern reaches his group with Anton and Ailen. Bern instantly pulled Thomas who was a little away from his group into his arms.

"[Shield]"

A simple circle appeared and made a white transparent shield confine them.

Tang! Tang! Tang!

Bern slightly wrinkled as hundreds of arrows struck his shield. He was unaware that he was still hugging Thomas at the time.

"Why waste your energy on useless loads like them? What else is in your arms. He didn't do anything pound other than hold that crystal ball."

The devil's seductive voice made them all bow. It is true that they are only a burden. But the voice was directed at Bern.

Bern's embrace of Thomas tightened without him noticing.

"Load?"

Bern wanted to make fun of that statement.

"If they're a burden, you're garbage. Probably lower than that."

They all saw Bern not believing. Bern really mocked them.

"Did you forget that we were all students? Not even entered the age for an internship. We were all 16 years old. But we're all against you guys who even only know opponents with this kind of wiggle. But we still survive. Aren't you the shameless ones?"

They all looked at Bern as if in disbelief. It is Bern who says it is not good to make an enemy out of the tongue.

Bern saw their confusion.

"Nl? He was the enemy from the beginning. Mocking the enemy is natural."

They started thinking about it again and nodded. The enemy will just talk nonsense and they start to ignore it.

Tang! Tang! Tang!

More and more arrows hit the shield. Blood began to flow out of Bern's mouth because it could not be swallowed. But it was still a small amount than it should have been because he was still swallowing it.

It's been over 5 minutes they've been holding on. Their arrows seemed to be endless.

Bern began to lose his footing a little. Thomas who was in his arms started to support him anxiously.

"Master, you can stop now! Why are you torturing yourself so much!"

Anton who helped support Bern nodded in agreement with Thomas.

"You're right."

They were shocked to hear that.

"It's time for adults to work."

A subtle smile was engraved on Bern's stiff lips.

Tang! Tang! Tang!

The sound of the arrow began to drift slightly away. They raised their heads looking at the transparent light blue shield above Bern's white shield.

The person who said himself chief frowned. He instantly disappeared into the transportation portal. There's no point in staying.

Thomas quickly looked over.

"Dad!"

He could see Duke Zeke with an extremely cold face.

"Uhuk! Yuck!"

The magician who cast a shield spell kneeling on the ground spewed out several liters of blood.

"Wake up! Are you going to lose to that kid!? At least you can make a protector with magic if you can't make a rope portal!"

Duke Zeke was a strict man. How can he be silent to see a child willingly hurting himself for his friend? Also how upset was it to see the boy looking calm while hugging his son who was holding a glowing crystal ball that led them there?

"First help arrives."

Bern's plan worked out successfully. They will not be able to survive with just themselves. They need help. Because of that, he brought Duke Zeke in the game.

Duke Zeke is known as a loving child. If they were to protect Thomas, he would definitely not be able to ignore their existence.

From the beginning, Bern had already included Thomas in his game. He's rather guilty of carrying a child like he's in danger. But as long as he's okay, he won't be too guilty.

He could have let go of the rope at the beginning of the entrance and made it an illusion to exchange it. But he took Thomas in the battle so that he could become an invisible knife. He brought Duke Zeke and his army.

"Sorry to bring you into this battle. But I need your father to get us all out."

Bern muttered and Thomas' eyes glazed over. Bern just thought Thomas was disappointed that Bern tried to use it. He was downcast because his head was a little dizzy.

So he did not see Thomas' face which seemed to be angry at him.

'bring me? You protected me from beginning to end just because you wanted my father!? What nonsense is that! Even if it's true, it doesn't close that you're the one protecting me! If you don't tell your friend to protect me, he won't either! You even hugged me!'

But it was all stuck in his throat. Everyone feels the same. Bern began to pull back his shield letting the light blue shield do its job.

Bern pushed Thomas, who supported him gently, and stood up straight as if the man who had just lost his footing had never existed.

'The game has just begun.'

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...**Connected**...