NOVEL NEXT Chapter 155
155. Rescue Time!
Two hours had passed since I started enjoying a leisurely journey through the sky.
The sky was clear, not a cloud in sight, and a pleasant breeze was blowing. With weather this nice, I could easily fall asleep.
Anyway, we’re almost at Salina Village, where my family lives. Guess I’ll enjoy the rest of the flight… huh?
Looking down at the grasslands, I noticed something moving on the horizon.
That… could it be… a person? It’s not strange for adventurers to be in this area, but something seems off—there’s a lot of commotion.
I soon figured out what was going on. A single carriage, surrounded by a few adventurers.
And the reason for their frantic movements became clear. In front of them, a monster was blocking their way.
“Is that… a King Basilisk!?”
I recognized their opponent. It was the same King Basilisk that had given me a hard time not too long ago.
Its green body, glowing fluorescent yellow eyes, and lizard-like appearance were all too familiar.
So, some of the stragglers from the Behemoth group are still around, huh?
“But… this is bad.”
Having fought it before, I knew just how tough that monster was. Even adventurers like Eleanor, who’s A-ranked, or Gerda, who’s S-ranked, had a hard time against it.
Honestly, even I might struggle against it again. That thing is no pushover.
The problem is whether those adventurers are strong enough to take on the King Basilisk head-on.
There’s one person in the carriage and three adventurers fighting. But I don’t remember seeing adventurers like them in the S or A ranks.
In other words—it’s likely that those three adventurers just happened to stumble upon the King Basilisk while on a carriage escort mission!
“This is bad! I have to help them!”
Time was of the essence. I immediately jumped off my flying slime and activated
“Guardian! I’m counting on you!”
“You got it.”
I summoned my Slime Guardian, clad in a sleek black suit.
As we fell to the ground together, he adjusted his hat and looked below.
“Uwaaaaahhhhhhh!!!”
A man screamed as the King Basilisk swung its clawed arm down at him.
“
In an instant, the Guardian stepped in between them. He raised his right hand and deployed a transparent barrier, deflecting the monster’s attack.
“Ahhhhhh… Wait, what the!?”
The man, who had been under attack, fell on his backside, utterly confused by what just happened.
“You did great! Leave the rest to me!”
All four people below were safe. Looks like I made it just in time.
Now, I just need to handle the rest!!
“Kshaaaahhhh!!!”
A high-pitched screech, like a chicken’s cry, echoed as a small gust of wind blew my way. It’s been a while since I faced this thing.
But… I’m not the same as I was when I struggled before.
Hearing its menacing cry, I couldn’t help but smile.
“Sorry, but I’m going to end this in a flash.”
The King Basilisk charged at me. I calmly walked forward to face it head-on.
“
The moment we passed each other, I drew my sword, surrounding myself in lightning.
Flames began to envelop the blade.
It was over in an instant.
In the blink of an eye, I sliced through the King Basilisk’s torso diagonally and sheathed my sword.
“Grugh…!”
With a final death cry, the King Basilisk collapsed.
“Phew, that’s that.”
That was so quick. It’s kind of nostalgic, remembering how much I struggled last time.
As I was reflecting on how much stronger I’d become, Raize descended from above, a little late.
“……”
The moment Raize landed, she silently stared at me.
“Is something wrong?”
“No, it’s nothing. But more importantly, are those adventurers okay?”
Her words reminded me—right, what happened to those adventurers?
I turned to look and saw the four of them frozen in place, all with the same expression.
If I had to put it into words, it would be ‘shock’. Their mouths were hanging wide open.
“Well, it’s no wonder they’re like that after seeing all that. So, any injuries?”
Raize asked, and the adventurers silently nodded.
But the stunned silence didn’t last long.
“Wait a minute… Are you… Arx!?”
The shout came from someone inside the carriage.
A portly man with a blue turban and a thick beard—he looked like a typical middle-aged guy.
I knew this man.
“Wait, is that… Rynes-san!?”
It was none other than Laines, the merchant who ran a shop in our village.