The Book Eating Magician - Chapter 370

Chiiiik!

It was a strange landscape. The ground was dried out from a drought, and the countless scattered chunks of charcoal were barely recognizable. The haze rising from the ground and the heat that melted rocks like butter added goosebumps. Had a pyroclastic flow occurred here? No, it was still strange.

"Hrmm."

Above all, one had to look at the figure in the center. The ice golem melted in a matter of minutes, while the beauty who breathed naturally was the source of the discomfort. As she stood on the lava that wasn't set, she looked around and muttered casually, "...Okay, this much is fine without me."

The beauty, Veronica, flew away from this spot after knowing there were no more variants in the area. 

This was after the negotiations between Theodore and Lust were finished. Veronica followed his instructions and led the survivors to the Baekun Mountains. Escorting wasn't her style, so she used her own method. However, the effects were good. She was moving one step ahead of the party and getting rid of all variants!

Veronica preferred head-on confrontations due to her nature, but her capability for high-speed flight and her overwhelming firepower made her a fearsome guerrilla.

'Pour out attacks from the sky in a one-sided manner and then escape at a speed that can't be followed. It is a winning strategy of one against many.'

Veronica had used this to tie up the feet of the Andras Empire back when masters were lacking. The sword masters hadn't been able to catch up with her.

She had gotten the nickname, Witch of Heat, when she cut off the supply routes of the empire with her bombardments. In comparison, these monsters were nothing. They didn't have any tactical ability and couldn't cope with unexpected situations.

'Sometimes strong ones pop out, but… it is useless.'

They were so dumb that they would chase her desperately her for dozens of kilometers. Once they were exhausted by the chase and unable to fight properly, she would kill them. The variants who were capable of high-speed flight would be led into the trap that Veronica had laid in advance. Thus, she had killed tens of thousands of variants in just three days.

Tak.

Once she returned to the point where the survivors were, they were just getting up and packing to leave. Simultaneously, the monk who had been on watch throughout the night welcomed Veronica.

"Welcome back. How is it at the front?"

"I swept them all away. There were around a hundred that fled, but you can handle those, right?"

"It isn't a problem. Will you be going back to your husband?" Taeryun said while riding on a bony horse.

"Hey! My husband is coming to me! Are you making fun of me? Yes?" Veronica couldn't repress her shout. 

Taeryun laughed, raising both hands, "Huhu, don't be so angry. It is because the two of you look so good together."

"R-Really? Then, well..."

"Thank you for escorting us this far," Taeryun bowed and thanked her sincerely.

They were saviors from foreign lands. Theodore, Veronica and Sylvia—if it hadn't been for the three of them, there would be no survivors. Taeryun didn't know what ties there were, but he promised to return the favor if they met again. As the two of them talked, the survivors started moving.

"I will be going now. Do you have anything left to say?"

"Um... Ah, yes," Veronica remembered something. "Once you arrive in the Baekun Mountains, tell that guy something for me. Not in my name but in Theodore's."

"What is it?"

"That..."

The story wasn't a long one. Once she told him Theodore's message, Taeryun nodded and turned away. It would take a day or two for the message to reach Orta's ears. Veronica's task was up to here. She waited as the procession headed toward the horizon and gradually became invisible.  

There was something she hadn't said in advance. Deeper than the heart, the connection from inside her soul was getting closer and closer.

'Ah, they're coming.'

She had a hunch before the signs of space movement occurred.