I Got My Engagement Annulled… Even Though We Were Never Engaged - Chapter 19

Quetzalcoatl—

That is a winged serpent monster.

Its extermination difficulty exceeds even a griffon’s, ranking at S-class.

Long ago, in a certain country, it was revered as a god—a legendary monster with few remaining individuals.

Even more so than griffons, it’s a monster you’d never normally encounter in everyday life.

…No, no, no, this makes no sense! S-class? Even Mother couldn’t handle that!!

I nearly went blank with shock, but now wasn’t the time for that.

Taking on two griffons at once was far too dangerous. I had to assist Lord Fevan quickly, or both would head straight for him.

I’d set up a barrier around Father, so as long as he didn’t take a direct hit from a griffon’s attack, he should be fine.

Running in the opposite direction from Lord Fevan, I began weaving a wind spell.

If the griffons sensed magical energy, they’d recognize the danger and come toward me instead.

Just as expected, one of the two griffons heading for Lord Fevan veered off sharply and charged in my direction.

Griffons are wind-aligned monsters, so wind magic isn’t very effective against them.

But using fire magic here would likely cause a disaster, earth magic’s power is halved against wind attributes, and water magic is even less compatible.

That left me no choice but to counter with wind magic of the same element.

When I unleashed a cutting wind, the griffon retaliated with a wind blade of its own.

Our attacks canceled each other out, and the griffon eyed me warily with its golden pupils.

Letting out a high-pitched cry, the griffon soared into the sky.

It seemed to have decided to attack from a distance which actually worked in my favor.

With the enemy airborne, I could use fire magic as long as I kept it from getting too large-scale.

I hurriedly prepared a fire spell, intending to finish the griffon before it could return to the ground.

Then, I released it all at once.

My fireball struck the griffon, and a piercing shriek echoed through the air.

Immediately after—

“Adeline!!”

The griffon, its wings scorched by my fireball, plunged into a furious glide straight down from the sky.

At the sound of Lord Fevan’s urgent voice, he slid between me and the griffon, raising his sword high.

The slash gleamed like light, and the griffon that took the direct hit was sent flying backward.

“…Thank goodness, I made it in time.”

Lord Fevan turned around, let out a relieved sigh, and smiled.

Looking around, I saw that the griffon Lord Fevan had been fighting was already slain, and the one I’d been dealing with seemed to have been finished off by that last strike.

…It seems I was more of a hindrance, wasn’t I?

I hadn’t realized Lord Fevan was this strong.

Well, I suppose it’s only natural for someone who’s defeated a Quetzalcoatl.

I’d like to ask where he encountered such a high-level monster, but now probably isn’t the time.

With the griffons eliminated, the other monsters lying in wait would start to move.

Our target, the Moon Song Grass, and it’d be too wasteful to leave the griffons here, so we should collect them and return to the estate.

…If we bring back two griffon corpses, Mother… well, she’d be fine, but the servants would probably scream.

Once I dispel the barrier around Father, he’ll come running straight to me, fussing over whether I’m hurt.

After calming Father down, I gathered the Moon Song Grass materials, then used wind magic to levitate the massive griffon corpses and decided to head back to the estate where Mother was waiting.