Sucked into a Fantasy Game

By the time Kiyomi and Sako reached Chelsea, Chelsea was panting and at quarter of her MP.

“And you are?” Chelsea asked.

“You’re Chelsea, right?” Sako asked.

“Indeed,” she replied.

Chelsea’s hair had a golden glow. Her eyes were courageous and bold. Confident.

“I’m Sako.” Then Sako gestured to Kiyomi. “She’s Kiyomi. You seem to need some help, so—”

“HAHAHA! A couple of Level 5s willing to assist me.” Her face grew serious. “I wish I had some real assistance.”

“Where are the other adventurers?” Sako asked.

“Some are fighting alongside the guards, helping them to defend. But we’re short. The Guild said over half are out doing quests. And the Knights of the Round are out on foreign business.”

Which meant that whoever planned this assault had executed it at the perfect time when the capital was vulnerable.

Chelsea’s Weapon Art was still going: blade after blade after blade… The blades landed in the soil, stuck upright, then after a second or two, they dissolved, making way for other blades.

Kiyomi looked down at the battle. The guards were struggling. They were gradually being beaten back and couldn’t make much progress forward even if Chelsea’s Art stopped. They were forced to stay on the defensive as the monsters attacked. The raining swords weren’t enough to penetrate everything. “No offense, but your guards are pretty weak.”

“Says the Level 5 Dark Wizard,” Chelsea retorted.

“Pffft.” That was to be expected though: the guards were around Level 300, so tackling Level 380 mobs would be difficult. Kiyomi eyed Sako. “Deal with the ground units. I’ll stay up here.”

Sako nodded and flew down. Kiyomi and Chelsea floated back-to-back.

“Hey! I can’t just let you go and get yourself killed!” Chelsea called after Sako.

“I’ll be fine!” Sako waved back.

“You don’t trust us at all, do you?” Kiyomi kept her eyes on the dragons emerging from the portals in the air.

“No. Why would I?”

That was fair. At least she was a sensible captain. “Do you have accuracy buffs?”

“I do have one. What’s it to you?”

“Can I use it?”

In a half chuckle, Chelsea replied, “You really don’t know a thing about combat, do you? You should know that you can’t simply use other people’s spells.”

“I need your consent.” Kiyomi’s said firmly.

“There’s no point. I said—”

A small, swift blade came from a random direction, so quick Chelsea couldn’t react.

Kiyomi’s hand reached in front of Chelsea’s neck. She caught the blade between two gloved fingers. The tip was coated in a fluid. Likely poison. It was a good thing she had put on gloves earlier in anticipation for something like this.

Chelsea froze with a sweat drop running down her cheek. “I… didn’t see that.”

“I know you didn’t.”

“Thank you.”

“I don’t want your thanks. I want your consent.”

“Heh. You’re adamant.”

The dragons roared and charged at them haphazardly from all directions.

“Consent.”

“I consent.”

Ping. A notification came up in front of her eyes. She had access to all of Chelsea’s long list of skills. Mentally going through them, she found the accuracy spell and activated it: Perfect Aim. Now, she could follow up with any number of spells without having to worry about accuracy. She discarded her staff. It faded and went back into her inventory. Flames of Revelation. Black fire ignited and surrounded the two then expanded and engulfed all the dragons at once.

The dragons stopped, roaring as they burned and disintegrated into ashes.

Chelsea turned around to Kiyomi and stared at her in disbelief. “What was that…”

More dragons poked their body parts through the portal.

Kiyomi lifted a hand and closed it into a fist. Forced Unsummon.  The portals shut, and any parts that had made it through were cut off, and the dismembered parts fell. “There’s more at the east gate. Sako will be alright.” That was way on the other side of the capital.

“…Sure…” Chelsea nodded slowly and tailed her as they flew across to the other side. 

~~~

Nothing could stop Sako. Each swing of her fist and foot took out at least 50 monsters. If the punches and kicks didn’t kill them, the shockwaves did or any makeshift projectiles like other monsters she would throw. She fought right in the middle of the Weapon Art, narrowly avoiding the falling swords and occasionally caught one to use on an enemy in the moment. She mainly dealt with the bigger and resilient ones who withstood even several of the falling blades. Ogres, golems, serpents, and wolves of colossal sizes, cyclopes, orcs, elementals, griffins attacking from above… Nothing mattered. She blew everything to bits, even the blades that landed and stuck up from the ground before they had a chance to vanish. The shockwaves made craters and trenches left and right.

For a battle this simple and straightforward with thousands coming at her, she kept her fighting pattern simple. It was predictable, but her speed far outclassed everything, which meant she couldn’t be interrupted. So ultimately, her predictability didn’t matter. But every now and then, she would pivot backwards with her kick and sweep it in a wide arc to hit multiple targets at once and bump up her kills per minute—or KPM. She kept track of every kill, every little movement around her, every muscle twitch, breath, footstep, groan, smell, heartbeat… as if she saw everything. Her knuckles burst through flesh easily. Thousands and thousands of different monsters, yet they all their sizes and shapes felt the same. Each body she hit felt like flimsy paper.

By the end of it, the landscape was scattered with corpses and blood. The swords had stopped falling. “That was a good warmup!” She had gained quite a bit of levels from that too, which meant more skill points and skills.

“You call that a warmup?!” Chelsea shouted from behind her as she approached with Kiyomi. “You took just shy of an hour to defeat roughly 50 000?!”

“I know right? A bit slow. I was aiming for 20 minutes…” Sako hung her head with a groan. “I just need a bit more training, I think.”

Kiyomi seemed to be deep in thought.

Chelsea was jumpy. “What do you mean ‘more training’?! You could demolish a whole kingdom with that strength!”

“You really think so?” Sako thought for a moment. It just might be possible…