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Chapter 410 70 - At This Moment, the Immortal is Still Cooking

The wind whistling past her ears roared like an explosion.Just like a high-speed train, their excessive velocity generated a powerful wind pressure that pulled at everything around them.

The shorter ornamental plants along the path bent over in droves under the sudden force; some even snapped and fell by the roadside.

If a certain person hadn't used a special ability to disperse the people nearby, any passersby would have undoubtedly been slammed to the ground by the air pressure, suffering bloody heads or even losing their lives.

So, why did it come to this?

Carried like a sack of rice and practically flying through the air, Miss Raven listened to the sound of two giants pursuing them from behind and inexplicably felt the urge to cry.

They were two unmanned attack weapons, "Self-Propelled Phantoms," one holding a sword and the other a shield. Bianka had named them King and Queen.

A comparatively petite figure followed closely behind them, her sharp eyes fixed on her target like a hunting falcon.

One could imagine that once she decided on the right moment to strike, a series of attacks as fierce as a tempest would follow.

Just as Miss Raven had imagined, Durandal had gone berserk.

And her target, naturally, was the bastard who knew Dull Goose liked him but still flaunted his relationship right in her face.

If she could, the thing Miss Raven wanted to do most was to rush back to Chaldeas, collect her salary in advance, pack her bags, and run for it.

Durandal had snapped and was about to do something drastic. How could the other girls involved with the Director possibly sit still after hearing this news?

The Director's love life had just exploded; she obviously couldn't stick around Chaldea any longer.

But—

Feeling the arm wrapped around her, which possessed the strength of a condensed, human-shaped Judgment-class Honkai Beast, the captive Miss Raven wanted to cry but had no tears.

Lady Durandal was a very responsible Valkyrie; she wouldn't harm innocent bystanders…

Therefore—

The bastard Director, having his romantic affairs blow up in his face and now being hunted down, was using her as a human shield!

"L-Let me go!!" Miss Raven shrieked.

Miss Raven was filled with regret.

Immense regret.

She never should have come here for that wingman fee…

She was just trying to earn some extra cash, so why had she ended up in a situation where she was being chased down?!

"Impossible!"

Having sealed his Origin Impulse, the young man's compassion for beautiful women had plummeted. His voice was incredibly firm.

"I'm not letting go until I've run Dull Goose ragged."

Although he didn't mind letting Dull Goose vent her anger by beating him up, it was clearly better to just keep running, tiring her out in the process of this chase until her temper subsided.

And during this escape, the uninvolved Raven was the best shield!

Would a deserter take off his bulletproof vest while fleeing?

Run Dull Goose ragged?

As if struck by lightning, Miss Raven, still slung over his shoulder, went completely rigid.

Hey, hey, hey, are you fucking serious?!

Dull Goose has a record of fighting Honkai Beasts across the globe for three days and three nights without rest!!

You're going to run her until she's out of energy?

Miss Raven's face turned deathly pale, feeling that this "run" would last for half a month at the very least.

Durandal and the Director were humanoid monsters who could engage in high-intensity combat for extended periods without rest, food, or stopping…

But she couldn't!

In terms of raw power, if converted to Schicksal Valkyrie ranks, she was probably only a little stronger than Rita. Miss Raven felt she was done for.

"Hey! You should be able to beat Durandal, right?!"

Her abdomen and waist aching from being pressed against his shoulder, Raven yelled at the man whose combat prowess was in no way inferior to Durandal's.

Isn't this guy supposed to be a super fighter?

Why is he running like a deserter fleeing for his life?

"For various reasons, I can't use my Authorities when fighting Dull Goose. Without them, I can't beat her," a cryptic sentence came from the man who was still running at full speed.

His words made the captive Raven freeze.

Can't use his Authorities?

The Director was an artificial Herrscher, and a Herrscher's power came almost entirely from their Authorities. What the hell was a Herrscher fighting someone without using their Herrscher powers?

What was the difference between that and tying both hands behind your back in a boxing match?

Are you out of your mind? Miss Raven wondered, not understanding any of this.

To fight a monster like Dull Goose, who had a World Bubble inside her body, without using his Authorities… wasn't that just asking for a beating?

He might as well go kneel on a washboard or a keyboard and beg for forgiveness.

The Director is going to get GG'd before long, Raven thought.

But speaking of which, she wasn't sure if it was her imagination, but the pursuit from the giants behind them didn't seem as ferocious as before.

The gaze on my back doesn't feel as sharp as it did earlier, Miss Raven mused.

Could it be… that there was some hidden reason for all this?

Before she could come to any conclusion, a massive inertial force was suddenly generated.

Like a thrown javelin, Miss Raven was nearly sent flying.

What are you doing, stopping all of a sudden?!

If a hand hadn't wrapped around her waist, she would have probably landed headfirst. Miss Raven felt her stomach churn as if something was stirring it, and she almost threw up.

And then—

She was tossed onto a nearby park bench.

What's going on?

Completely bewildered as to why the person who had been running so happily just a moment ago had suddenly stopped, Miss Raven struggled to lift her head and followed his line of sight.

And then—

A golden-haired girl carrying a massive lance appeared before her eyes.

By some unknown means, the girl, who was a masterclass in using hax abilities, had crossed a considerable distance and appeared directly in front of the fleeing deserter.

She was flanked by her god-like Self-Propelled Phantoms, looking like a war goddess taking to the field herself.

Is she going to beat the Director to a pulp? That's great!

An unprecedented desire surged within Miss Raven's heart.

As a top-tier beauty, Raven had been quite worried when she first came into contact with this scumbag.

After all, the Director's reputation as a pervert was common knowledge, and she had been worried that he might suddenly take an interest in her and start harassing her…

Instead, she had been dragged along as a shield for ages, jostled around for half a day, and then tossed aside like a rag used to wipe a table.

Clearly, for both psychological and physiological reasons, she held a deep resentment toward him.

And now, the person who could absolutely thrash the non-Authority-using Director had appeared right in front of him…

A sense of satisfaction welled up in Miss Raven's heart.

And then—

The gleeful smile on her face froze.

The girl named Durandal retracted the lance in her hand, and the flames of anger in her eyes vanished completely.

"Captain… can you properly explain to me why you can't use your Authorities on me?"