Chess Mage of Faerûn

Chapter 206 Encountering a Family Heirloom
I couldn't help but look back once more at that sky that seemed to be shrouded in clouds, and I could only think that there was no such thing as a great reputation without merit. It was as if the heavens were enraged and the means by which they wielded divine punishment were the wrath of the heavens.

Zhang Yuan withdrew his gaze, but his eyes held a hint of longing and conviction.

Perhaps it was the confidence he gained from possessing the system, or perhaps it was his extraordinary perspective gained from being taught by Tyrantir. Although he had awe for the majestic power of heaven and earth, he never felt that this level was unattainable.

If Zhang Yuan previously harbored a firm belief and confidence that he could be replaced, he now also felt a yearning for a life worthy of a true man.

Speaking of which, didn't someone else previously go toe-to-toe with a legendary Druid? Garas, not bad at all!

Master Zhang, utterly oblivious to his own limitations, thought shamelessly.

Not far away, dark clouds loomed overhead, lightning flashed and thunder roared, but the caravan traveling along the trade route was bathed in the sunset and evening glow, continuing its solitary journey forward.

Before I knew it, the thunder in my ears gradually subsided, and looking around, the heavy dark clouds had dispersed, revealing a beautiful scene of sunshine and gentle breezes above the distant forest, a scene of twilight approaching.

Is it over?
The thunderclouds summoned by divine magic came and went quickly, so Zhang Yuan wasn't surprised. He was just a little puzzled, wondering what the situation was like deep in the forest.

However, it's not something a mid-level mage like myself can handle anyway, so I decided not to think about it too much.

Just as Zhang Yuan was about to give Nancy instructions for the night's watch, an invisible wave rippled out from near the carriage he was riding in.

Spatial fluctuations? Summoning? Teleportation?
"There is a situation!"

Zhang Yuan, who had a deep understanding of spellcasting, was very sensitive to this. His expression immediately changed, and he cast a protective spell on himself while also warning his teammates.

"Choke~"

"crunch~"

The sounds of swords being drawn and drawn, along with the sudden tension in the previously calmed atmosphere, caused Zhang Yuan's teammates in the carriage to turn their attention to their captain, awaiting the next order.

After looking around and finding nothing amiss, Zhang Yuan took out two scrolls from his pocket: one for detecting invisibility and the other for expelling. He tucked the latter into his waistband as a spare, while his hand had already grabbed the edge of the former scroll, ready to cast it.

dong dong!

The sudden sound of banging on the car door interrupted the monk's actions and made the already tense atmosphere inside the car almost freeze. The small wooden door became the focus of attention for the four people in the car.

Münster stopped driving his carriage, reined in his horse, and drew his greatsword, ready for battle.

The impetuous visitor seemed to have little patience; seeing that no one responded, he tried to push the door open and enter on his own.

With a creak, a figure darted through the opened door, crashing headfirst into the seven-colored mist of light shooting from the mage's hand.

The carriage was a small space, and the door was no exception. Zhang Yuan's premeditated attack covered almost the entire doorway, leaving no room for evasion.

However, this is of no use.

The figure, struck by the blow, did not hesitate or sway at all. Instead, she seemed to burst forth suddenly and lunged forward, the short sword in her hand flashing with cold light.

It was indeed a beautiful figure. After recognizing the person's figure and appearance, the people in the car all recognized her as a moon elf.

She had the pointed ears typical of elves, her fair skin tinged with pale blue, and her long, silvery-white hair cascading down her shoulders like a snow waterfall, radiating an unreal halo in the sunset's glow. Her pretty face featured delicate and exquisite features, like flawless jade, unlike any mortal being.

Her forehead and cheekbones are slightly high, but not jarringly so. Instead, they make her eyes appear more three-dimensional. Unlike other elves, her eyes are not narrow or even slanted. Instead, they have a certain almond-like beauty.

Her nose was straight and perky, standing upright like a jade pen holder; her lips were either too thin or too thick, making her seem aloof and cold.

Since arriving in this small corner of Farron Sword Bay, Zhang Da Guanren hasn't met many people, but he has seen quite a few beautiful women, and this woman's looks are definitely among the best.

That is, only Syl and the tree spirit Alel can compare to him.

It's a pity that the beauty of this creation bestowed by heaven was ruined by those eyes.

Moon elves have eyes that are azure, light green, or dark brown, often adorned with gold or silver spots. But none are like the one before us, whose entire eyeball is stained red with dense blood vessels, and a scarlet light flashes, giving one an ominous feeling at first glance.

That's strange. The other person doesn't seem like a good person at all. They even knew to knock on the door earlier.
Now is not the time to admire beauty. Zhang Yuan, who has Akalena in his grasp, is now ready to use this great knight's sword to its fullest potential and draw blood.

As for considerations such as "beauty is like jade" or "ruthless destruction of flowers"?

What a joke! While Zhang, the official, may have little resistance to beautiful women, he values ​​his own safety far more.

When it came to actually doing it, he had no idea what the concept of "cherishing women" meant.

Before Zhang Yuan could draw his sword, Nancy had already stepped forward, but instead of using her usual longsword, she used two short blades.

The wandering swordsman's dual-sword style was known for its agility and speed. With the short sword, he could still use it even in the small space of the carriage. A series of slashes and thrusts forced back the attacking female elf.

The female thief showed no mercy to an enemy prettier than herself. She lunged forward, parrying the opponent's weapon with her right-hand short sword, and then countered with a left-hand sword strike, knocking the opponent's weapon away while leaving a bright red mark on their wrist.

"Boss, is this the only enemy? Take this old Kegan's axe!"

However, Kegan and his men, who were driving ahead, reined in their horses and dismounted after hearing the warning sounds to come and provide support. But given the current situation, it seemed that their trip had been in vain.

Zhang Yuan shook his head slightly and instructed Nancy to leave her alive. It wasn't that he was lustful and wanted to give her a chance to repay a debt of gratitude with his body, but rather that he couldn't help but be suspicious of her finding him in such an obviously abnormal state. He decided to capture her first and then investigate.

With her retreat blocked, the female elf was attacked from all sides and was unarmed. It seemed that she was destined to be defeated and captured.

Whether this guy was stubborn or simply lost his mind, he fearlessly lunged at the enemy in front of him with his hands clenched into claws.

Nancy was both surprised and amused by this action. If the opponent couldn't beat her even with a weapon in hand, had he gone mad and thought she was a martial monk? That he was even more powerful unarmed?

With her mind racing, Nancy's hands moved swiftly. After dodging the elf's grab, she thrust her twin swords straight at the opponent's shoulders, intending to cripple both of her arms.

On the other side, Kegan also jumped onto the carriage, his body almost as wide as the door, completely blocking it, axe raised and shield ready to provide support at any moment.

puff~
Red flowers are in bloom.

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(End of this chapter)