Chapter 15 Charge! Blow up the opponent!
"Well, it seems even Lord Yila is no match..."
Isabella said this while looking at the screen that appeared in the air. Her eyes were filled with worry as she said, "Is this really okay? It's about time... we flee."
Yeah, after giving the World Tree Beast a good thrashing, it was about time to cool down. Since that's the case... then without a doubt, it was time to skedaddle.
The so-called "escape route" was just that visible and easy to walk.
And Yose simply nodded. His thoughts were similar to Isabella's... or rather, Isabella's character had something similar to Yose, a trait inherited from their bloodline.
"I think Yila wouldn't give up that easily."
Marilla Elkaras said this as she walked over to the two generations of emperors. She knew Yila very well and said, "Now that the World Tree can't be destroyed with the Sven Trigger, he has no cards left to play."
"If that's the case, then he should give up even more."
Likewise, Ulrichla, who walked down the street like everyone else and watched the giant broadcast screen, was the only one smoking on the street. He commented calmly, "But judging by Yila's expression... he seems to want to fight to the end, right?"
It seemed that the people of the empire had all gathered here. You could see almost all of the nine governors, everyone from the Elkaras Family, Yila's students... and of course, Gurela.
That alchemist girl with glasses looked at Yila, falling behind in the battle on the screen. She couldn't do anything but hope for Yila's safety in her heart.
And nearby, a haughty-looking blond man stood far away from the Yila Faction, seeming indifferent to Yila's fate... But still, he would occasionally glance at Yila in the sky.
"Huh? Lord Caligula, didn't you say before that you would never..."
"Shh! You fool!"
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"Tutor Qiara."
Severia Alroyo watched Yila, who was struggling more and more, and while saying this, she looked at her tutor watching the screen as well, asking, "Will Senior Yila... die?"
As soon as the words left her mouth, she was hit by Tutor Qiara.
She deserved it.
"You deserved that."
Vera said this, shrugging her shoulders, and looked towards Mobillas, who nodded in agreement... As witches, their complexions no longer looked that sickly pale.
"Yila will definitely win."
Vera said this confidently, waving her hand casually, laughing as she said, "But even if he loses, it doesn't matter. We'll die with Yila... Ah! I'm amazing, I can even say that so lightly."*
*Unbeknownst to her, Yila had given Vera the courage to face death.*
"But Yila will definitely win."
"Absolutely."
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Almost everyone, two entire civilizations, had gathered simultaneously in the open air, from different cities, different streets, and different planets, watching the same screen.
Central City, Yalatanis, Sky Garden... Whether they were from the Federation, the Empire, or the Duchy, they all cared about the same thing at this moment, though their thoughts were different.
The gods marveled at children's strength and persistence.
The outliers took the fierce battle as the best story of their lives.
Some outliers were worried about Yila.
The theocratic country prayed for Yila's victory.
The Elves sang songs of hope for peace.
The Dwarves howled... *
....
No, it wasn't just the Dwarves who were wailing.*
"Oh, oh, oh, oh!!! Charge, Yila!"
Favignano shouted this, waving his fist to cheer for Yila.
Reverie: "..."
Hilena: "..."
Youyou: "..."
Among the more composed monsters, Mr. Lime didn't seem too optimistic about the situation. He looked at what seemed like a dire situation, saying, "It should be enough; continuing will be very dangerous."
But most people could see this... yet...
"Lord Yila~ Lord Yila~"
The little fairies chanted rhythmically. Each little fairy held a dandelion and flew around like a real cheerleading squad, cheering for Yila.
"Go, go~"
The little fairies seemed cheerful.
....
Yes, this did not affect everyone cheering for Yila.
Senata punched the air, and Wolf, Talan, and the werewolves began their own cheer... even if they knew Yila couldn't hear them.
Even Xiao Gang and the other mechanical bodies couldn't help but lift their heads.
"..."
Little Black and Lodya remained silent. When the World Tree Beast in the screen faced Yila head-on and left only a shadow as it flew towards Yila... their expressions changed simultaneously.
"Mr. Yila, preparing to respond with a kick?! But!"
"Is it okay?"
"..."
For some time, Yila had been avoiding the World Tree Beast's attacks using teleportation... because he had long since lost the ability to suppress the World Tree Beast's strength head-on.
This unusual move... didn't seem like Yila had made any breakthrough.
Had the strategic decision... been a mistake?
Yet, from the moment Yila decided to "kick off!" the strategy was already flawed... from the start, they should have pretended nothing had happened, which would have been the "most beneficial" or the "least damaging."
"Go, Mr. Yila!"
Rainbow Shell, standing beside Little Black and Lodya, raised his proud voice, catching their attention... If they could see it, Rainbow Shell had no reason not to see how flawed Yila's choice was.
"What kind of expression is that?"
Noticing their stares, Rainbow Shell snapped back at them, then lifted his head again, saying, "I'm just a warrior, can't explain too well, but..."
"It's not necessary to always do the 'right' thing! That's too exhausting!"
Just as Yila didn't need to choose the most correct option, they didn't need to judge every choice Yila made... whether right or wrong, it made no difference from the start.
"Lord Yila! Go and smash that monster!"
"Awooo! Lord Yila is invincible!"
"Go, go! Charge, Lord Yila!"
"..."
Under the cheers of the Helde Ice Demon and other demons, and the goblins' shouts, Little Black and Lodya exchanged a glance... these little monsters undoubtedly had no grasp of the battle's specifics.
But maybe, it was not necessary to be so clear, not necessary to consider "can" or "can't," only to think about...
*"Do you want to!"*
"..."
"Hmph! Charge, Mr. Yila! For the Demon King's smile!"
Blake Black waved his pitch-black armored right arm high.
"..."
"I get it, but I feel embarrassed, so I'm not shouting."
by—Lodya.