Chapter 28
Chapter 28
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Translator: uly
Chapter: 28
Chapter Title: The Giant's Fall
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BOOM!
“The Giants at the main gate have begun their throws!”
“I’m heading out right now.”
The Great Horde’s assault kicked off in full force.
With intelligent and cunning magic beasts calling the shots, their battles took on the shape of an all-out war.
“Team 5, get ready.”
Silberna gripped her spear and assumed her stance.
Their target was the magic beast known as the Giant, hurling rocks from far off in the distance.
Isaac and the rest of the scouting team gathered near Silberna atop the wall.
After checking headcounts, she leaped straight down from the rampart.
WHOOSH!
Silberna swung her spear in a wide arc as she fell.
Just like the Helmunt family’s Red Aura.
Her white aura erupted like a storm, swirling outward from her landing spot.
The yetis and other beasts clinging to the wall were shredded to pieces by her aura.
Thud!
Silberna’s eyes locked onto the distant Giant the moment she touched down.
Behind her, the other scouting team members landed below the wall.
A height that would normally shatter legs at best—or prove fatal from the fall.
But her aura had cushioned them like a gentle breeze guiding their descent.
The Caldias spear arts severely limited aura usage.
Aura was a gift for the chosen few, after all, somewhat at odds with the Caldias style’s emphasis on broad applicability.
But at this moment...
Silberna was honing her aura control above all else, pushing her skills forward.
She really does grow fast.
She still had a long way to go before matching Rianna, but Silberna was advancing at a blistering pace.
“Tch!”
Sharen, another aura user, pouted and grumbled.
Just days ago, she’d held the edge in aura mastery.
But Silberna’s growth was accelerating by the day—it was impossible not to envy.
“I’ll take point.”
Silberna surged ahead, a living spear in human form.
Her footwork and spear thrusts gave the beasts no room to swing their limbs, ripping them apart.
Right on her heels came Anna, Jonathan, and Meladic.
The trio dealt with monsters trying to swarm the path she’d cleared.
They didn’t finish them off—just disrupted their footing or shoved them aside.
Finishing blows were Isaac’s job from the rear.
His sword was lighter than most, letting him swing faster.
And he never missed a disrupted foe’s vitals.
He was pulling off the perfect striker role for the team.
Of course, that was only possible with Sharen’s rock-solid backup right behind him.
The group bulldozed through the horde like a single armored chariot.
“Young Lady! We’re drifting out of wall support range!”
“Pick up the pace—now!”
Silberna tightened her grip on her spear at Anna’s report and accelerated.
The rest matched her stride.
And then...
“Here we go!”
The Giant entered throwing range. Silberna slammed her feet into the ground and readied her javelin throw.
Anna and Jonathan overtook her to take point, guarding her now.
WHOOSH!
In perfect sync with Silberna’s launch, Sharen swung her greatsword skyward in a massive arc.
The pale pink Red Aura scattered across the white sky like paint on canvas.
Propelled by the Red Aura, Silberna’s spear speared straight through the Giant’s brow.
BOOM!
The 4-meter behemoth crashed down.
Despite the success, no one celebrated—they immediately plotted their retreat.
“Frosthaulers incoming!”
Meladic shouted urgently, his slashes synced with Isaac’s as they cut down beasts.
Massive ice wolves charging from every direction.
Isaac swung first to block their advance.
But the instant a Howler kicked out...
CRASH!
The slender sword shattered like an icicle.
“Ah, for real!”
His hand flew to the purse sword at his waist.
Reverse grip draw—and he severed the neck of the Howler that broke his blade.
The weapon swap was seamless, honed from repetition.
“Isaac-nim, another sword broken! What about the Young Lady’s spear?!”
“Hold on! Come on, hurry back!”
Silberna held her palm skyward.
Waiting for her thrown spear’s return.
“I told you not to throw so hard! It takes forever to come back!”
“I held back! Blame the Red Aura Wave!”
“You have any idea how hard it is to tell a Helmunt to hold back, you morons?!”
The team bantered even as they dispatched the endless Frosthaulers.
“Can’t we just ditch it? There’s too many!”
“Should’ve brought a hammer!”
Jonathan and Meladic chimed in.
Frosthaulers hit like ice statues—each blow numbed their arms.
“If you knew what it’s made of, you wouldn’t say toss it! Besides, we took down the Giant without a scratch thanks to—!”
Snap!
Her spear snapped back into Silberna’s hand.
Her aura link made retrieval possible.
“Good—fall back!”
At her command, they wheeled around and retreated.
Isaac clicked his tongue at the broken sword while running.
“What was it? ‘It’ll never break’? All that cocky talk!”
“Think Antonio’s old ass is full of hot air!”
Jonathan backed him up.
The guy had laughed and said swing away today—no breaks.
Blacksmith’s bluster was mounting.
Wall support zeroed in once they hit range, letting them return swiftly.
Inside, as they caught their breath, Isaac griped.
“Today, I’m marching to that damn smithy and giving him a piece of my mind.”
Rare fire in Isaac’s eyes.
Arms rolled up, ready to storm off—Anna handed him a towel and asked.
“Isaac-nim, wasn’t something off this time? Felt like the Frosthaulers were lying in wait.”
“Yeah, exactly. Same vibe for me.”
Jonathan nodded.
Silberna crossed her arms, awaiting Isaac’s take.
He slid the half-ruined sword back into its sheath and nodded.
“Figured. We’ve countered Giant ambushes plenty—they’re setting traps now.”
Had to be pre-positioned, anticipating the hit on the Giant.
“Here, drink.”
Sharen passed him a water bottle.
Isaac took a swig, gathered his thoughts, and continued.
“Historically, Great Hordes are led by freakishly smart magic beasts. Same deal here.”
Truth was, Isaac already knew.
Exactly which beast commanded the Horde.
And precisely how it would die.
It hasn’t stirred yet.
Just not the right moment for it to move.
We couldn’t track it anyway.
Humans couldn’t even spot it unless it chose to reveal itself.
That’s what you told me.
He glanced at Silberna.
Digging through memories of her past-life words, the Horde leader was no ordinary foe.
Even Uldiran Caldias had struggled against it.
“W-what? Why stare?”
“Right?! Told ya! This plan’s getting dicey now!”
Anna cut in before Silberna could blush.
Battle-hardened or not, she still wore her heart on her sleeve off-field.
Poke. Poke.
“Ow!”
“Ah, sorry.”
Isaac yelped as Sharen suddenly kneaded his shoulders.
But she kept at it gently despite the protest.
Jonathan watched and piped up.
“Sharen-nim’s been awfully nice to Isaac-nim lately.”
“Yeah, saw it. Brought him a sandwich from the mess when he was hungry last time.”
Meladic piled on, drawing eyes to Sharen.
She shrugged nonchalantly.
“What’s weird about being good to my brother-in-law?”
Fair point.
Family, after all.
Logic held up—but coming from her, it felt off-kilter.
“Isaac, feel better?”
“……”
“Feel better?”
“……”
“Feel better?”
Isaac dodged with his water bottle till he finally nodded.
“Yeah, much better.”
It did. Sharen promptly leaned in, head offered.
Pet me.
Half ultimatum.
Skip it, and she’d headbutt him all day—like three days back.
Stroke. Stroke.
“Hee hee!”
Sharen purred.
Jonathan sidled up suddenly.
“Any aches? My massages are killer too.”
Petting triggered massage envy?
Isaac passed and eyed the wall beyond.
“They’re pulling back.”
“Giant’s down. No firepower left to crack the wall.”
Monsters in retreat.
This push was just a probe, really.
Test the wall’s toughness with a knock before swinging for the fences.
Time to weigh in with the Margrave.
Joining as Silberna’s aide meant conference access.
Past life, Mallidan Wall handled the Horde fine—no real worry.
Still, cutting losses smoothed future headaches.
But first, the forge.
Time to chew out over swords snapping like glass despite guarantees.
“Isaac!”
Silberna—armor shed, coat on—jabbed a finger at him and declared.
“Cut your damn hair! No more ponytails!”
“...Huh?”
“Adjutant’s orders! Buzz it! I hate it!”
She stormed off in a huff. As Isaac blinked in confusion, Sharen whined.
“What’s her deal? Ponytail’s hot on you.”
“Haha...”
Anna scratched her cheek awkwardly and murmured.
“That’s why.”