The Protagonists Of The Novel Escaped – Chapter 14

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Translated By Arcane Translations
Translator: TushChen
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The massive explosion was located in a district with densely populated residential areas.

No doubt about it.

It was an explosion aimed at large-scale slaughter.

They had committed an atrocious act to tarnish the reputation of the Valtarian Empire, which reigned as a powerful nation representing humanity.

As soon as I witnessed the horrific scene through the shattered window, I drew my gun.

“I’ll be… right back.”

The Holy Sword, Yellow Star Aldebaran.

And my custom gun that fires magic bullets.

This much should be enough.

What more would I need?

I was confident I could win against any enemy who opposed the Hero’s Party.

I spoke while looking at Elizaveta, surrounded by the royal guards.

The mastermind who had turned the city into a sea of flames must be plotting another sinister scheme.

Indeed, the explosion wouldn’t end with just one.

“Stop, Edanant! It’s dangerous if you go out now!”

“It’s alright.”

A cry filled with worry flew in.

In response, I shrugged my shoulders while showing the gun I was holding to the Platinum Princess.

“I’ll be back, little one.”

“Okay! I trust Edan because he’s Max’s brother!”

Despite panicking due to the sudden catastrophe, Rue tried her best to hold back her fear and cheered me on as I was about to jump into the sea of flames.

How admirable.

Indeed, she was a talent worthy of being the mascot of the Hero’s Party.

Rue waved her hand.

I nodded in response to her encouragement.

‘The flames are slowly turning navy blue. That means it’s a magic stone bomb made by processing magic stones.’

I observed the inferno that was beginning to transform into a navy blue. I speculated about the mastermind behind the terror.

There were guys like that.

A criminal organization that mainly used magic stone bombs to carry out terrorist attacks.

But they were supposed to have been eradicated by the Sword Saint, a member of the Hero’s Party.

Although they unfortunately missed the leader in the subjugation battle, they must have lost most of their members.

Could it be the doing of the surviving remnants?

Damn those guys.

Their persistence was astonishing, even to cockroaches. They should try doing good deeds like that.

“The Bomber Gale.”

I uttered the name of the villain suspected to be the mastermind.

And I immediately jumped out of the 4th-floor window.

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Smoke mixed with soot.

Flames that seemed to burn the entire body in an instant.

Countless lives were devoured by the voracious inferno.

It was truly horrifying.

It was a scene reminiscent of a hellish inferno.

The leader who had planned the large-scale bomb terror with his subordinates must be watching the infernal scene he had created while bursting into laughter.

Imagining his grotesque face made me feel nauseous.

‘They placed explosives in residential areas to maximize casualties. Moreover, the origin of the explosion is adjacent to the slums, making it easy to prepare for the crime.’

I ran swiftly.

The streets where I had strolled with Rue were now a sea of flames.

Screams were heard.

Agonizing wails and cries struck my ears.

But I didn’t stop.

Because the most important thing was to stop the Bombers’ plan.

‘The Bomber Gale…. The Bomber Gale…. Where did he target at the start of Phase 2? It’s been so long since I read the original, so my memory is hazy.’

Villains who commit serial crimes have their own inertia.

A habit,

Or should I say a pattern?

Their destructive acts may seem disorderly, but even villains have their own set of rules.

If I could read them, I might be able to catch up to Gale. That’s why I tried my best to recall the contents of the original work.

“Damn it.”

I stopped my aimless steps.

And I raised my gun.

-Grrrrr!!

-Growl! Grrrr!! Graaah!!

Beasts that were ferociously tearing apart half-scorched corpses appeared.

Flame-devouring Beasts.

As the name suggests, they are magical beasts with an innate resistance to flames.

Sharp horns and teeth.

Red eyes that seemed to have refined the flames of hell.

Four legs armed with razor-sharp claws and a body covered in spikes that were as vicious as they could be.

It was a bizarre tactic to cause widespread explosions with bombs and simultaneously summon magical beasts to ravage the surroundings.

Just as the black magician forces had intervened when the assailants attacked the Hohenberc family, it was clear that black magicians were supporting the Bombers this time as well.

Hmm.

It’s like adding insult to injury.

Things won’t be easy for a moment.

Because I always faced unfortunate outcomes, as if I had sold my soul and luck in my previous life.

It was the same this time as well.

I muttered while looking at the fiercely burning eyes of the magical beasts.

“I’ll blow off your ugly heads!”

I pulled the trigger, aiming at the beast that seemed to be the leader.

*Bang!*

With a gunshot, the beast’s skull shattered.

As soon as the leader fell, scattering its brain matter, the beasts approaching from behind charged all at once.

With a rough breath, I drew a second gun.

-Kahooot!!

I extended both hands while dual-wielding and aimed at the beasts.

I kept pulling the trigger.

As the bullets rained down, the number of beasts rapidly decreased.

However, the fight did not go smoothly.

As the sharp gunshots continued to ring out, magical beasts released by the black magicians swarmed in.

Although securing the safety of the citizens was a positive result, unfortunately, I was driven into a corner from all sides.

‘As expected, two guns are not enough. There are too many of them.’

The beasts were surrounding me from all directions.

Their sharp fangs and claws seemed ready to tear me apart at any moment.

Guns alone were not enough.

The firewall holding back the ferocious beasts became precarious.

Recalling the tumultuous times when I had worked as an irregular member of the Hero’s Party, I thought of the blessing I had sealed away until now.

The lives of numerous citizens were at stake. I pushed away the impure hesitation that was clawing at my mind, along with the guns I held in both hands.

‘Since everything around me is a sea of flames, there’s no need to worry about leakage. Should I use the blessing a little?’

I threw away the guns.

And I grasped the hilt of the holy sword Aldebaran. I was going to release the ‘restriction.’

A dark ink-like color appeared, as dark as black gunpowder.

Then, the intangible ink color was reborn as muskets with long barrels.

Tadadadadang──!!!

Volley fire. The muskets that adorned the sky all spewed fire at once.

A barrage of bullets.

The sky was filled with gunshots and gunpowder smoke.

The beasts that had been fiercely charging were riddled with countless bullets and fell.

Even so, they struggled to the end in a bloody state but ultimately could not break through the newly reinforced firewall.

“Gunshots!”

“I hear gunshots coming from over there!”

With that, I withdrew the blessing of the gunner that had completed its original mission.

Beyond the flames, the sound of cold metal and shouts began to be heard.

They were the knights of the empire.

Finally, a large-scale force was deployed to the scene that had turned into a sea of flames.

As soon as the emergency order was issued, the knights who had rushed to the scene bravely broke through the flames and simultaneously engaged in battle with the magical beasts summoned by the black magicians.

A street battle unfolded amidst the flames. As expected of the knightly order guarding the capital, a scene of them unilaterally slaughtering the magical beasts was shown.

They arrived at the scene where the volley of fire had taken place.

Upon witnessing the scene where numerous corpses were sprawled, the knights swallowed their saliva and showed signs of hesitation.

“Y-You are… Young Master Hohenberc?!”

“You arrived just in time. No, actually, you’re quite late.”

I informed the knights who had joined the scene while picking up the guns I had thrown on the ground.

The Bomber Gale.

The vicious criminal and his subordinates were aiming for a second terror attack.

Then, the knights, although showing a skeptical expression, eventually nodded their heads.

Since there wasn’t much information available, they reluctantly believed me. Or perhaps they believed me because I had a close relationship with Princess Ludmilla.

“Y-Young Master…! Where are you going?”

The knight, who seemed to be the commander, asked in an urgent voice.

I answered.

“To confront the Bombers. I think I have a rough idea of where they are.”

I speculated about the new target the cruel criminal was planning to target.

There was no evidence.

It was a decision based solely on intuition.

That’s why I couldn’t carelessly reveal my speculation to others.

I decided to go alone.

Because right now, I was the only one who could face the Bombers.

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Gale Doher, more commonly referred to by his alias “The Bomber” than his real name, blew up the cathedral of the Savoia Duchy that had been supporting the Hero’s Party, intending to threaten Beatrice.

There is no such thing as holiness.

You’re just a harlot exploiting the faith of others.

He expressed his malice towards religion and burned countless lives with flames.

Why did the Bomber resent the disciples of the goddess so much?

It was because when Gale, whose face had been disfigured after being swept up in a cruel fire, begged a priest of the church for holy magic, he was ultimately rejected.

It was because he was a penniless beggar.

Because he was of lowly status.

So they turned a blind eye to him, not even giving him the slightest mercy.

Perhaps the malice and hatred boiling in his stomach had been expressed outwardly.

Gale’s face, which had become covered in scars after being engulfed in flames, became even more grotesquely distorted.

“You, I knew you’d be here!”

When the Bomber, who had ordered his subordinates of the Bomber Squad to install explosives, was recalling the past while fiercely scratching the scars on his face,

Boom──!!

A rough roar resounded, and the entrance was shattered.

Along with the fragments scattering in all directions, an intruder revealed himself.

“You… who are you?”

“Someone who came to stop your little fireworks show.”

Little fireworks show.

It was an annoying tone as if he had come to stop something trivial.

Gale’s face contorted at the intruder’s answer.

The great revolution to shatter the hypocrisy of the disciples who preached holiness and piety was disparaged as a mere fireworks show, and anger rose within him.

Moreover, the appearance of the young man with guns hanging down was unpleasantly reminding him of someone.

“You think you can stop the Bomber Squad alone?”

“I may only know how to imitate… but I still have to try.

Strangely, the intruder was the only male.

That meant he had jumped into a place where explosives were installed all over, all by himself.

Gale couldn’t hide his bewilderment at the intruder’s reckless behavior that went far beyond common sense.

But soon, he drew out a sharp dagger and a gunpowder bomb at the same time, revealing his hostility towards the intruder.

“Imitation? You’re spouting nonsense. I’ll cover you with bombs from head to toe. The sight of your body scattering into pieces will be quite spectacular.”

“Then try dying to an imitator.”

Imitation.

No matter how hard I try, it’s just an imitation.

But for now, that was plenty enough.

Recalling the blunt-faced man who had always led the way, I drew the hilt of the holy sword.

The blade of the Yellow Star Aldebaran, imbued with a distinct purple hue, was revealed.

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