Liberation of The Slaves

Chapter 130 – Dungeon Outbreak

“Should we run away?” I asked quietly.

“To where?” Len replied without hesitation. “As long as we stay inside this forest, they will chase us without end.”

“Then… what about staying airborne?”

Len shook her head, her silver hair swaying faintly in the night breeze.

“That is even worse. If monsters are gathering here in such numbers, it means other areas are becoming emptier. Stronger creatures will eventually migrate here in search of prey. Including us.”

Her golden eyes narrowed slightly.

“We can handle one A-Rank monster. Multiple ones at once is another matter.”

“So that means…” I muttered.

“Yes. We eliminate them before anything stronger arrives.”

I let out a long breath, the weight of the situation settling in.

“Sorry…” Len added softly.

“It’s fine,” I replied. “So what’s the plan?”

“I will buy you time to store the tent in the magic bag.”

I raised an eyebrow.

“You’re still worried about the tent?”

“Of course. We only have one. Where will we sleep after the battle?”

Her words carried absolute confidence that we would survive.

“Well, at least you’re optimistic…”

I chuckled.

“What comes after that?”

Len’s gaze drifted downward toward the forest. A slow smile curled her lips.

“We remind them who the true predators are.”

“Haa… you’re just dressing up ‘no plan’ with fancy words…”

Len laughed softly in response.

We hovered in mid-air above the treetops. Below us, countless red eyes glimmered through the darkness as Red Wolves surrounded our tent in a loose ring. Thankfully, they had not attacked it yet.

Len stretched out her hand toward the ground. Mana flowed from her palm, spreading outward like ripples. A translucent white barrier formed around the tent, sealing it off completely.

Since I had not yet learned Elemental Barrier, Len would have to maintain it herself while fighting. My role was simple. Store the tent as fast as possible and rejoin the battle.

“I’m ready.” Len said.

“I’ll count.” I replied. “Three. Two. One. Jump.”

We moved at the same time.

I dove toward the tent while Len dropped straight into the sea of wolves below.

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– Selena’s POV –

The forest pulsed with life and hunger. Red eyes gleamed from every direction, their gazes locked onto me as if I were already prey. My heart raced, not with fear, but with exhilaration. It had been far too long since I felt this alive.

I drew my sword. Auranthiel burst into white flames, its glow painting the trees and shadows in ghostly light.

My darling could not handle hundreds of monsters at once. That was why I told him to store the tent. That was my excuse.

I intended to slaughter as many of them as possible before he joined the fight.

After all, this situation existed because of me.

I met the wolves’ snarling stares with cold fury.

“How dare you interrupt my precious time with my darling.”

They answered only with low growls.

“Grrrr…!”

“Eclipsis Gloweave.”

Heavenfire wrapped around my body, forming a radiant aura that shimmered like a divine veil.

“Rawr…!”

The first wave lunged. I vanished in a flash of light.

Auranthiel carved through flesh and bone with ruthless precision. Bodies fell before they could even realize they were dead.

Yet the wolves kept coming endlessly.

“Pyrolume Swordcraft First Form: Ignition Blitz.”

I tore through their ranks like a streak of white lightning, leaving a trail of corpses behind me.

Now surrounded, I raised my free hand and poured mana into the ground.

“Blazeburst Nova.”

Boom!

White flames erupted outward in a violent ring. Heavenfire bolts lashed through the air, incinerating anything that moved. The forest echoed with agonized howls as over a hundred wolves burned away in seconds.

The flames circled me like a blazing domain.

I infused Auranthiel further, layering heavenfire upon its blade.

“Scorchbrand Pyromancy.”

The sword glowed brighter, its heat warping the air itself.

Using Mana Detection, I traced every remaining presence.

“Pyrolume Swordcraft Second Form: Pyralux Arcfire.”

With a single slash, a wave of white flames erupted, slicing through wolves and trees alike in a blazing horizontal arc.

At that moment, I don’t feel any presence in my barrier anymore.

‘Did he finish already?’

Not long after, his voice echoed in my mind.

(“I’m done, Len.”)

I scanned the battlefield again.

Despite everything, nearly two thousand wolves remained. Reinforcements had already arrived.

With a snap of my fingers, the flames vanished as if they had never existed. The forest was left scarred, littered with charred earth and fallen bodies.

I had adjusted the temperature of my heavenfire earlier, so the fur of all these wolves are still in good shape and can be used as materials later.

With the flames vanished, now I can see the surviving wolves. But I could not continue alone. Darling could not handle them by himself. So I moved.

Using the title The Pioneer of Aethralunians, I teleported.

“Huh?”

I found myself standing in mid-air, feet resting on a stable platform of wind. Below us, wolves prowled among corpses, their hunger undiminished.

Beside me, my darling sat calmly, launching star blades downward.

“Why?”

He asked casually.

“Did you really think I wouldn’t figure it out?”

Star blades rained down, claiming more lives. He continued.

“So storing the tent was just an excuse to thin their numbers.”

“H-How did you know…?”

“Because I’m your lover.”

He grinned and added lightly.

“That doesn’t mean you’re off the hook. You hid something from me, so you’ll be punished after this. No waiting until we reach town.”

‘Haa… I really worried for nothing.’

I inwardly chided myself for worrying needlessly. While he may view me as not normal due to my abilities, his own fighting style is not normal either. Though, I doubted he realized just how exceptional he truly was in this world.

I asked, pretending indifference as I launched my own blades towards the wolves below.

“Do you crave recreating those scenes that much?”

“Huh?”

He paused, his hand halting mid-attack as he turned to me in surprise. Ignoring his gaze, I continued to launch more blades at the wolves.

“Which one this time? The woman sitting under a tree? Or fishing by the river before being ambushed from behind?”

I teased, recalling some of the adult movies he had watched in his previous life.

"W-Why do you know about those...?"

I brushed off his question and pressed on with the playful and suggestive topic.

“How about we do it while moving by using this wind platform? It’s also for your training. If you can do that…”

I paused for a moment, leaning closer to her ear and added softly.

“I will let you punish me however you want.”

Ah, he stopped entirely. Who knows what he imagined this time.

Of course, it would also be training for me. We both possess the Parallel Thinking skill so it is not incredibly difficult to train while being intimate with one another. In fact, I thought it might be a wonderful idea to keep us both motivated. It would train our concentration to be able to handle many complex tasks simultaneously.

‘It’s not like I wanted to do it. Yes, It’s just training.’

While I was busy justifying my own hidden desires as a means of growth, my darling pulled me back to my senses.

“I guess I’ll have to train hard enough to maintain this platform for a whole year non-stop.”

I shrugged.

“Then I won’t need to drink water anymore.”

As we exchanged this playful banter amidst the chaotic slaughter occurring below us, I could not help but revel in the intimacy of the moment. We were bathed in the cool moonlight filtering through the green canopy and for a brief moment it felt as if the entire world belonged only to the two of us.