Reader Mage-Stubbing August 10! Chapter 131: 131-Otherworlders Have No Place In A War Between Drachens!

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Merlin was certain of one thing. If the war dragged out, the village of Blatt would be at a disadvantage. To prevent such a thing from happening, he gave himself a time limit. Ten minutes. In ten minutes, Chief Rivale must be dead. Merlin soared through the air, and it took a lot of effort from those below not to turn their attention from the warrior right in front of them to the sky. Chief Rivale didn’t have such a worry, though. He narrowed his eyes at Merlin as he crossed the battlefield in a couple of seconds, landing just before the Raubtier. Fury settled in Chief Rivale’s gaze, and disgust. [Otherworlder], he hissed in disdain. Merlin surveyed the scenery surrounding Chief Rivale. There were lots of things he had to take into consideration if he was to defeat the Drachen Chief. One was the Raubtier. From what the warriors had said about the beast, it was a creature of legend. If Merlin’s memory of fictions and studies served him right, creatures of legends couldn’t be tamed so easily, and without notice from the nearby villages. If dinosaurs still existed, that would’ve been the most direct of comparisons. Beasts like that couldn’t be tamed so easily, if at all. But Merlin had an idea of something that could do that with ease. Magic. During the peace talk the past night, he had not seen a priest with Chief Rivale. He had thought it was weird, but didn't say anything about it. But the warriors of Stein possessing enchanted weapons was proof that the village had a priest. And he believed that the priest was on the battlefield at this moment. He would find him, and he would eliminate him. The Raubtier snorted, hail of sand escaping its nostrils. Chief Rivale’s face wrinkled from above. He gestured at the two warriors that had stayed behind to guard him, despite the humongous monster he was riding, and commanded, [Kill him]! The warriors moved. But Merlin didn’t have the luxury of time to engage them in the way they might have wanted. The battle behind him had raged on; screams, weapons snapping, and the booms of magic. It was his duty to make sure they came out victorious. And there was no better way to turn a way in one’s favor than killing the opposition’s leader. Even the System knew that. Merlin channeled his mana to his fingertips. It came out in a burst, and coiled around his arms, a considerable length dangling like the ends of ropes. Chief Rivale frowned at the sight, obviously analyzing how different Merlin’s ‘magic’ was in comparison to the rest of the Otherworlders behind him. But Merlin didn’t spare the dragonman much of his thoughts. Not yet. The warriors spears had flames burst forth from their tips, and with something of a humane screech, they charged forward. Merlin flung [Mana Whip] at them. It wrapped around their spears, and he snatched it from their grips. They froze, dazed. A mistake. Merlin caught the spears, threw a leg forward. His muscles bulged as he tightened his grip on the spears. Flaming, he launched them forward. The air wriggled as they shot forward, the sand beneath their path of flight splitting apart like divided seas. Before the warriors could regain their senses, the spears drove into their chests. Black blood splurted into the sky, and screams followed. One fell. One stood. Merlin didn’t wait. He activated [Flash Step] and covered the distance between him and the standing warrior in a split second. [Mana Whip] vanished, and instead his right fist was wrapped in a glow reminiscent of a blue flame. He angled his left foot, put all his weight into his elbow, and launched a hook into the Drachen’s face. The warrior tumbled, and plummeted face first into the sand. His neck snapped, and his life was snuffed out. Merlin straightened. He took a deep breath and exhaled. This novel's true home is a different platform. Support the author by finding it there. Ever since he’d walked into this Tower, he had been confused whether to classify the Drachens as monsters or not. They were sentient beings.