Chapter 61: An Unexpected Truth

Chapter 61: An Unexpected Truth

Looks like we have found the target… Klein withdrew his gaze and made a rough judgment.

Because there was no portrait, and because the dead adventurer’s face had been burned black, Elland clearly failed to recognize him as one of the targets. After observing the situation and listening for several seconds to that hair-raising laughter, he pointed toward the three or four military personnel lying not far outside the house and said in a deep voice, “Drag them back first. Once the other teams arrive, we will attack.

“Or…”

He hesitated, then lifted his head toward the deep-blue airship drawing closer.

Elland did not continue. Nor did he direct Klein and Danitz to do anything. He himself ran toward the unconscious military personnel whose faces had frozen blue-purple.

Thud, thud. Thud, thud… The closer he came, the weaker his steps became. Before long, his body had gone stiff, and every step was extraordinarily difficult.

As a former Royal Navy boatswain, Elland had rich experience. He made a prompt decision and advanced no farther. Slowly, he turned around and began walking back one step at a time.

The farther he moved away, the smoother his pace became, but his entire body still trembled uncontrollably. A thin layer of white frost had gathered on his brows and temples.

Freezing that violates common sense… Disaster-level cold… With Elland’s attempt as reference, Klein grasped the degree of danger in that area and sighed inwardly.

“What a pity. The Sun Brooch cannot produce true heat. It is a spiritual stimulation. Although it also makes the body react in obvious ways, at most it would allow someone to hold out for three or four extra seconds in that kind of cold disaster…”

Glancing at Elland, whose teeth were chattering too hard for him to speak, Klein swept his gaze toward Danitz.

He dropped his cane and said in a low voice, “Fire.”

Fire? Danitz froze at first, but quickly understood what Gehrman Sparrow meant.

He, too, had seen the full process of Elland’s failed rescue attempt.

A clump of crimson flame, not especially bright, gathered in Danitz’s right palm. He threw it toward an area near one of the military personnel.

The fireball crossed nearly twenty meters and landed on the ground. It did not explode, only quietly raising a tongue of flame.

The crimson pillar of fire let out sizzling sounds, constantly shrinking and swiftly dimming.

Suddenly, it expanded, as though struggling on the verge of death.

Wearing a black woolen coat, Klein leaped out from within and landed beside the military man.

He bent down, reached out with both hands, and grabbed the man by his clothing.

Then he braced one foot, exerted strength through his waist and back, and hurled the man outward.

The military man flew into the air and slid across the ground, landing ten meters away, out of the region where the cold was most severe.

After completing all this, Klein snapped his fingers with a crack, igniting a match he had specially separated and placed in his pocket before the cold seeped into his flesh.

Scarlet flames flowed outward like water and instantly submerged him.

When everything dimmed, Klein had vanished from the spot.

Flame after flame jumped, brightening and fading. Borrowing Danitz’s fireballs and his own matches, Klein flashed continuously through the region of extreme cold, simply tossing one military man after another out.

After two or three relays, he carried the last one and returned to their original position.

Elland had visibly recovered. He raised his thumb and said, “I am very glad, and honored, that I chose to ask for your help today.”

Captain, I like your tactful praise… Also, remember to increase the reward… Klein nodded politely, half turning to look at the house whose window had been flung open. The laughter inside was growing stranger and stranger.

At the side, Danitz curled his lip and cursed Elland inwardly.

Did you not see my contribution?

Although my…