Little Tyrant Doesn't Want to Meet with a Bad End Chapter 543.2: The Fallens (2)

As a worrywart whose philosophy was to always prepare for the worst-case scenario, Roel wasn’t caught with his pants down even though the enemy was stronger than expected. He turned his gaze to the worried young woman beside him and flashed her a reassuring smile.

“It’s about time for me to go now, Alicia.”

“Lord Brother…”

“Don’t worry. The enemy came prepared, but I won’t be beaten down that easily. The fastest reinforcements should arrive by tomorrow. Till then, I’ll be counting on you to protect Ascart City.”

“…Mm. I understand.” Alicia bit her lips and solemnly nodded.

She knew that she couldn’t act willful here, especially since she knew that Ascart City was not safe yet. Even though the city was under the protection of a fortress barrier, it wouldn’t last long against behemoths like the Three-legged Dracocrow.

After confirming their responsibilities, Roel bolted out of the fortress barrier as fast as he could to put some distance between him and Ascart City. Following that, he unleashed Peytra’s dark yellow mana, exerting the authority of the first generation Queen of Saint Beasts.

The aura alarmed the Three-legged Dracocrow, who released a piercing screech and flapped its wings in unease.

However, Roel paid it no heed and continued rushing off.

With Peytra’s help, he was able to charge full speed ahead without worrying about obstacles. Any terrain that hindered him was swiftly flattened, and boulders were levitated from the earth to obscure his location. Thanks to that, he was able to advance smoothly.

At the same time, he began to release a massive gush of frost aura.

From the city, Cynthia and the others frowned when they noticed the white fog enveloping Roel’s body. Having witnessed with their own eyes how the frost aura ignored enemies’ defenses to encase them in eternal ice, they were familiar with how powerful Glacial Touch was.

However, they were also aware of the spell’s fatal flaw—distance.

Existing in the form of a fog, Glacial Touch’s frost aura struggled to reach faraway targets, esp

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