Raising the Northern Grand Duchy as a Max-Level All-Master

Chapter 116.2

“Good heavens... Is that Druid Chieftain Nuchka?!”

As expected of a being who had forsaken civilization to ascend to the pinnacle of savagery, Nuchka’s resilience and regenerative abilities were overwhelming.

Even after taking a direct hit from a magical bullet and crashing to the ground, he quickly recovered, evading subsequent attacks.

Crunch! Tear! Crack!

The druid, shifting from monstrous bird to humanoid and then to a massive polar bear, rapidly healed his damaged body with horrifying vitality.

The sheer persistence of this savage being made me marvel at how nature and primal instincts could rival even human ingenuity.

“Grrrrrr....”

The creature, embodying the savage pinnacle of barbarism, growled menacingly, its gaze piercing through me with a ferocity that made my skin crawl—even from a distance.

Screeeeech—

Then, from the sky, five more monstrous birds identical to Nuchka appeared.

“Chairman! Get to safety!”

“More druids are arriving!”

Knights and employees hurried to shield me, half-dragging me into the factory.

“Rooooaaaarrr!!”

Behind us, Nuchka, fully recovered, let out a thunderous roar.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Moments later, the five druids, answering Nuchka’s call, landed on the factory roof, their talons scraping loudly.

Clank! Clank!

Inside the factory, the sound of weapons being readied echoed instinctively.

I quickly reloaded my magnum with more magical bullets and double-checked the enchantments on my magical coat, bracelet, boots, and gloves.

Bang! Crash! Bang!! Screeeeech!

Suddenly, the roof caved in as the druid birds burst through the ceiling.

“Kwaaaahhh!!”

Trying to flee through the front entrance was impossible.

“We’re surrounded.”

At the front, Nuchka—now a bipedal polar bear—smashed through the doorway.

“Chairman, we’ll escort you to the rear exit.”

Assistant Director Teo pointed toward the still-clear back door.

“Screeeeech!!”

The monstrous birds landed near the rear exit, blocking any chance of escape.

“Hold out until Mary and the knights arrive.”

With all routes cut off, there was only one option: endure until reinforcements came.

I’ll have to put my faith in my high Luck stat.

Half of my resolve came from prayer, the other half from my trust in Mary.

***

The blade, named Cry of the Snowfield, was entirely white, from the hilt to the tip. It was incredibly sharp and durable.

Three enchantments had been intricately engraved into the magic circuits extending from the pommel and guard to the blade: durability enhancement, damage dispersion, and automatic repair. ṚÂ????oβÊs

It’s already repaired.

When she had blocked Hunster’s throwing axe earlier, a faint crack had appeared on the blade. But it had been automatically repaired in an instant.

Even the impact had been dispersed, so she’d felt no numbness in her hand.

Hunster, it seemed, hadn’t noticed the automatic repair function.

Hoo!

Dash—

Taking a deep breath, Arina launched herself at Hunster.

Swoosh—

The white mana flowing from her body enveloped her sword, forming a glowing, solid blade.

“Kwoooarrr! Sssss!”

Hunster roared with excitement and vigor, swinging his colossal war hammer and battle axe simultaneously.

The two clashed.

BOOOOOM!

A shockwave erupted, breaking the sound barrier.

Even from just the first collision, both could gauge each other’s strength.

Crash! Bang! Clang!

A flurry of strikes followed, the destructive sounds echoing.

“Ssss? Ssssss?!”

“...”

Arina, disguised as Mary, was gaining the upper hand.

“Die.”

A surge of mana arose from her core and heart.

“Ssss! Sssss!”

Her body, enhanced by the Elixir, her restructured mana core, and her expertly crafted sword, had reached a level that bordered on mastery.

It was true that Arina’s growth had been hindered by certain walls, but only partially.

“Sword Master! Sssss!”

“...”

If she pushed herself and accepted the consequences, she could temporarily display strength akin to her peak.

Crash! Bang! Slash!

Without mercy, Arina unleashed her full power, relentlessly driving Hunster into a corner.

Despite the risks and the aftermath she’d have to endure, she prioritized saving Arad above everything else.

Her father’s revenge was still important, but it had been pushed to second place. Saving Arad was now her top priority.