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Chapter 429 The Princess on the Deserted Island

"Clap clap clap-"

Around the quiet spring, in the dark forest, a series of chaotic footsteps suddenly rang out, plunging this space that had previously housed only two people into chaos.

Soldiers covered in black armor and wielding large military rifles emerged from both sides of the forest without warning and raised their guns toward the silver-haired girl who was firmly immobilized by the six-pronged beam of light.

"Oh no...?!"

Upon seeing this, the girl's expression changed drastically.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang -!"

Almost simultaneously, the soldiers pulled the triggers without hesitation, showing no mercy or being swayed by the naked goddess-like figure. Their machine guns spewed flames, unleashing a deluge of bullets that rained down on the girl.

The continuous barrage of machine gun bullets not only swept across the spring, breaking the silence, but also pierced the air with a hissing sound, piercing through the trees along the way and causing countless pieces of wood to fly like rain.

This barrage of bullets could undoubtedly turn a person into a sieve on the spot, and for a girl who was unable to move, it would be a fatal attack.

"Binding Spell No. 39: Round Gate Fan".

Just when the girl thought she was doomed, Aize's chanting of the Ghost Path rang out.

Instantly, a circular spirit shield appeared in front of the girl, blocking all the incoming bullets.

Bullets rained down on the circular spirit shield, creating large sparks as they struck it, but none could penetrate its defenses and reach the silver-haired girl.

"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang -!"

The soldiers, covered in black armor, seemed to only now notice Azer's presence, or perhaps they saw him as an obstacle to their mission, and began to point their guns at him, firing wildly.

Aize didn't even flinch, simply standing there calmly as several silver daggers flew out from around him, swirling like windmills in front of him.

Surprisingly, when the overwhelming hail of bullets landed on the spot where the silver short blade was swirling, it was as if it had encountered an invisible barrier and was blocked.

Because the space there has been broken, forming an absolute barrier that no matter can pass through.

One of the abilities of the Hundred-Type Heavy Armor Demon-Slaying Blade - Silver Kirin and the Six-Type Heavy Armor Demon-Slaying Bow - Radiant Kirin is that it can sever the connection between matter and space, creating a spatial rift.

No matter how powerful the attack, if it cannot penetrate the spatial rift, it cannot cause damage to those behind it.

Therefore, in the space where the silver short blade hovered, an absolute defensive barrier had been formed, and the bullets from a mere machine gun could not possibly penetrate that spatial rift and reach Azer behind it.

The soldiers seemed to have grasped this point and began to move.

Despite being clad in heavy armor, the soldiers were still incredibly agile, quickly circling around to the sides of Aize and the silver-haired girl, preparing to attack.

Unfortunately, this time, Aize didn't give them a chance to fire.

"Swish swish swish swish swish swish swish—!"

A burst of silver light erupted, and a series of silver short blades flew out like streaks of light, faster than bullets, and caught up with the soldiers in an instant.

"Pfft!" "Pfft!" "Pfft!" "Pfft!" "Pfft!"...

With a series of tearing sounds, silver short blades pierced through the soldiers' heavy armor, embedded themselves in their bodies, and cut them in two on the spot, shredding them to pieces.

This brutal attack, if it were any other time, would have turned this place into a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, staining the earth crimson.

But when the silver dagger sliced ​​through the soldiers' bodies, no blood or flesh splattered out at all. Instead, as if by machine, a pile of metal parts exploded out.

"careful!"

The girl, who had been held in place by the Six Staffs of Light, finally came to her senses and spoke to Aize.

"They are mechanical dolls sculpted by mages, not living beings. As long as their core parts are not damaged, they can keep moving!"

As if in response to the girl's words, some of the soldiers whose hands and feet had been cut off, though now incomplete, still rushed toward Aize, some jumping and some crawling. Those with guns fired, while those without drew their knives, seemingly preparing for close combat.

Aize was not surprised at all by this.

Not to mention that these mechanical puppets also appeared in the original work, even at this moment, Aize could not sense any fluctuations of spiritual or magical power from them, or even any life force, so they were clearly not living beings.

So, the moment the girl spoke up to remind him, Aize had already moved.

"Hado No. 58: Khotan."

As Aize extended his palm, a massive whirlwind appeared in the form of a tornado, erupting from his palm and crashing towards the mechanical puppets.

Wherever the whirlwind passed, rocks, trees, and even springs were all ripped apart as if struck by a natural disaster.

The mechanical dolls were not spared either; every single one of them, whether intact or damaged, was blown away.

"Swish swish swish swish...!"

The silver short blades shot out like streaks of light, catching up with the blown-away mechanical puppets and cutting, slicing, and shredding them.

Before long, all the mechanical puppets turned into metal parts, which, along with a great deal of soil, rocks, and trees, flew into the air and disappeared into the distance.

After a long time, the whirlwind subsided, revealing a desolate wasteland that had been ravaged and was completely unrecognizable.

"What powerful magic!" The girl watched in astonishment as this scene unfolded.

"Your gun is pretty powerful too."

Aize's voice reached the girl's ears again.

"Although I was the one being attacked."

Upon hearing this, the girl turned her gaze to Aize, who was walking towards her.

"boom!"

Aize waved his hand as he approached the girl, and the six-staff light prison shattered instantly, dissipating into a sky full of spiritual light.

"Thank you."

The girl, now free, thanked Aize.

Unexpectedly, Aize gave her a generous look and smiled as he spoke.

"I should be the one saying thank you. I never expected to find such a beautiful naked woman on this deserted island. Thank you for your generosity in giving me such a feast for the eyes."

After Aize said that, the girl felt a chill run down her spine.

"........."

Without screaming or panicking, the girl silently raised her arm to cover her body.

"Excuse me, I'll be right back in a minute."

After calmly saying this, the girl quickly turned and left, disappearing into the nearby forest, where a rustling sound could be heard.

When the girl reappeared, her body, which was enough to captivate all the men in the world and even make women envious, was now covered by a set of luxurious clothes that resembled those of nobles.

Wearing a Western-style suit resembling a military honor guard uniform and lace-up boots, with a gleaming gold pistol strapped to her thigh, she appears at first glance as a beautiful and majestic Valkyrie, breathtakingly beautiful and incredibly heroic.

"Sorry to keep you waiting, Aize."

The girl walked confidently and gracefully toward Aize, calling out his name as she went.

"you know me?"

Aize raised an eyebrow and exclaimed in surprise.

“Of course.” The girl seemed completely unconcerned about being seen naked earlier. With a polite smile on her beautiful face, she said, “Your name has spread throughout the world lately. You are a special agent of the Lion King Organization, a monitor of the Fourth Progenitor, and the king of monsters who raises many mythical creatures.”

The implication is that knowing Aize is no longer a particularly unusual thing.

Of course, the general public would not know this. Only those who hold special positions or responsibilities in various countries around the world would have the authority to learn about the existence of this Warcraft King and the truth behind the recent incident.

The fact that the girl so firmly affirmed Aize's identity precisely demonstrates that her own identity is also extraordinary.

"That is the legendary Martial God Weapon that the Lion King Organization tailored specifically for you, the Hundred-Type Heavy Armor Demon-Slaying Blade - Silver Kirin."

The girl pointed to the silver blade that had somehow been assembled in Aize's hands.

"It is engraved with a triple simulated space-severing technique, possessing an absolute defensive barrier that renders physical attacks ineffective. Its blade can sever space, create spatial faults, and even distort space itself. Its existence also tells me your identity."

This intelligence-gathering ability is something that ordinary people cannot possess.

"You flatter me." Aize shrugged and said, "As I just mentioned, your spell gun is also very powerful."

The so-called cursed gun is a special firearm made of precious metals imbued with cursed power. It is a valuable weapon that is powerful but also very expensive, resulting in extremely limited production quantities.

Its ammunition was also very expensive to produce, making it difficult to popularize at the grassroots level. Its cost-effectiveness was very low, so only wealthy nobles and aristocrats could use it. Rather than a weapon, it was more of a luxury item or a work of art.

Therefore, there are only a handful of surviving Spellguns in the world, and some are even displayed in museums.

The fact that this young girl carried and used such a gun at all times once again proved that she was either rich or noble.

In fact, Aize had already guessed who the other party was.

However, he still had to ask one question.

"I haven't had a chance to ask, who are you...?"

In response to Aize's question, the girl revealed a beautiful smile.

“I am La Furia Lihavain.”

Lihavain is the surname held by the royal family of the Kingdom of Aldiqia.

Therefore, the girl's identity is already obvious.

"The daughter of King Lucas Lihavain of the Kingdom of Ardija in Northern Europe, she holds the position of First Princess in the country. Please give her your guidance."

The young girl, La Fria, introduced herself with a smile, completely unaware of the shock and impact her identity would have on others.

(End of this chapter)