From No Body To Hero
Episode 36's

"groaning."

Just one word, but made the situation full of tears and struggles on the side of the city of Sebasta.

Blood was abundant where mana and many screams were also the sound of weapons colliding with each other. It looked like a real battlefield on a small scale.

Although their enemy is only 100 people, their side has citizens who must be defended as well as many soldiers who are injured and can not fight. The population of Sebasta is no more than 2,000.

Generally, the city is not visited by humans because it is in the water. Also for people in that world, bathing on the beach is quite a taboo thing. There was no way anyone would intentionally dive in to drop their self-esteem.

"Damn!"

Anton shouted in frustration as his sword was cut in half by the enemy. Anton didn't want to die yet, so he picked up a spear from the floor that fell from the slumped victim.

'No! I can still fight!'

But the most at a disadvantage is Lewis who is not proficient with melee attacks. He continued to be protected by Anton and still survives to this day.

Anton had small wounds all over his body. Lewis also had many minor injuries. This was the first time for them to fight without Bern on the side. And it feels very, very heavy.

All they can do is survive. A little pound does not think of keeping the person next to them.

Anton only occasionally protects Lewis and barely saves his own life.

'I'm too satisfied.'

Anton and Lewis are bluffing teeth. With just one win in the black rain forest. They thought the battle this time would be as easy as that time. All of this was easy because Bern was calmly handling the situation.

"Suckers! This is not the holiday anymore!"

Anton was frustrated. The purpose of a vacation is to have fun, not to bring his life to death! Damnit damnit!

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"Why are they so strong?"

Ailen frowned while muttering. His majestic silver sword was now losing its radiance with blood attached to it.

His hands were numb and his feet wanted to give up at any moment. The battlefield in front was very different from the time when in the black rain forest although the battlefield here was better than the mud land and black rain which made the distance vision worse.

His arms were injured, his thighs were festering and his vision blurred due to the lack of blood.

Uen is no less than Ailen. He was also exhausted and had many minor injuries and some heavy injuries. He was also at a disadvantage because he could not use his assassin technique. It was in the kingdom that there were several assassins on the enemy side who blocked his path as well many of the traitors of Sebasta city who lived in the sea had very keen senses.

Now he really wants to run back home.

'Damn it, my resolve wavers.'

Uen smiled ridiculing himself.

On the other hand, Alastair fought with his own organization. That was because he was the strongest among the others. With that huge scythe, he fought with 4 organization fighters with muscles that looked good. Their power cannot be underestimated.

Alastair had to hide his identity as a demon, so he could only physically attack without using his demonic power.

Teeess....

The attack penetrated Alastair's shoulder.

Alastair bit his lower lip refusing to scream as his language would be instantly detected by the organization in front of him. Looking at the logo of the Satan organization, he wanted to tear it apart and smash it into dust.

However, he was only beaten by a landslide at a 4 vs 1 disadvantage. He's really upset.

On Althea's side, her face was no better. Feeling Bern's own condition as well as all the people who one by one lost their lives made him frustrated. As a healing spirit, of course all he wanted was to heal as many people as he could heal.

But in the appeal of all those who died before his eyes, Bern's condition was more terrible. He did not understand how Bern could still live with his miserable condition.

The face of Kleio who was in the back line was also not okay. Although he was unharmed, the archery troops gradually ran out of arrows. It would be their defeat if their long-range attackers were to die without being killed.

In a place where there was a disturbance of which, who would use magic as a long-range attack?

Kleio was bluffing his teeth and his hand gripped the guardrail in frustration. If Satan's organization could start a war with the city of Sebasta, sooner or later, his kingdom would become a target as well.

At such a time, he could only hope for Bern to arrive on time.

"Bern, you're a prankster! Where are you now!?"

Kleio said a little loudly in frustration.

"Who's the incense?"

"Bern, your hand!"

Kleio wanted to see it but Bern would certainly not give it that chance. He throws a sweeper at Kleio and picks up the wand of a Kleio's personal wizard.

For a witch, a magic wand is their life and is very important. But for Bern, the magic wand was nothing more than a bully of his movements and he always forgot in his room.

"What did you take the stick for? There's no point in a place where distractions are like this."

Kleio said that considering Bern had no problem using magic in such a place.

"That's useless to those who fear pain, but am I like someone who is afraid of it? Leo, for this half a year, don't you know me best?"

Bern said that and a slight smile made Kleio speechless. Bern rarely smiled, and Bern's smile could be counted on his fingers every day. And now that gentle smile really made Kleio lose in a big way.

"Fuck up! Just do what you want to do while you come home alive! I'm on your side, bro!"

Kleio said that and Bern's gentle smile disappeared leaving a gaze full of killing intent.

Jumping on the guardrail, crouching, Bern's eyes glowed white.

"[Wind follows nature, help me with quick movements.]"

That way, Bern jumped from the guardrail directly to where Alastair was.

["Sister!"]

Seeing Bern, he reflexively opened his mouth. But quickly closed it with his hands.

"Give me back my grimoire."

Every word that came out of Bern's mouth was extremely cold and if it was a slash, then it would kill someone.

The magician holding the grimoire Bern looked at him coldly. With a place of disturbance where, coming there by transportation alone had already destroyed the 6 magicians in the organization. It was impossible to use a magic scroll to run.

He gritted his teeth and raised the magic wand that was stolen from Bern towards him. As Kleio had said, there was no point in a magic wand in the area.

Witches were the weakest existences in that world. How could they possibly survive with the disturbance where it was.

The witch was finally only able to kneel down and vomit blood for using magic.

Bern walked leisurely in front of the witch.

"You motherfucker! How could someone possibly use mana here! You are a madman! I really hate talented people like you!"

The witch cursed Bern angrily. The reason he joined the Satan organization, was of course to become strong! And the person in front of him messed things up!

"Talented people step on a talentless person like you. And you stepped on innocent people to become strong, so, what difference do you have?"

Bern said it made the witch speechless.

"I'm not a talented person, but a person who is able to withstand pain. If not, I won't be able to use magic."

Bern said that with a cold gaze and stabbed the witch with a magic wand in his hand. If he becomes evil to become the strongest magician, then, let him die by the existence that is most important to the magician himself.

With demonic magic disappearing due to the witch's death, the grimoire that turned black returned to its original color of white with a green jewel in the center.

"[Shield]"

Bern threw shields at the townspeople and warriors who could not fight. It was fresher to cast a spell with the grimoire by his side. Now he knew why the witches would not leave the grimoire even if it was just interfering with their movements.

Looking at Bern's white shield, the others looked even brighter. Somehow, for them, with Bern, everything will be done well.

"Now, let's start a better fight."

Their side had long been at a disadvantage. It's time to counterattack.

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...**Connected**...

Sorry long time no update. No idea about 😭. My brain is tired in the milk just to think about things. What a pound, thanks for reading and fav! Like and comment let again the spirit of updates ⁇ ️.