Divine Luck: SSS-Rank Battle Maid Harem-Chapter 558: Lazy Lahso

Septine fired before Yan could answer. A blue, almost white beam like a strand of starlight pierced the air.

If it hadn't been for Lahso cutting it in half, deflecting both halves to the side into the ground, Yan didn't think he would have survived. But no thoughts of his own weakness surfaced in his mind.

Yan no longer cared that he was too weak to defend himself. That was why he had his friends and companions, after all. Instead of caring about that, he focused on Lahso and Septine.

"Lahso," He said, extending his powers to his trustworthy knight.

"That face looks unchable, right?"

"Very."

"You know what to do then."

Lahso answered by taking action. He took one step forward before disappearing from the spot.

Lahso wasn't a troublemaker. He wasn't someone who made it difficult for his superiors or comrades. But he was a talented and very capable knight.

So, how had he ended up babysitting the infamous second prince, who no one in the Imperial Palace wanted to associate with if possible?

With his talent that shone even among the garden of diamonds that was the Imperial Palace and its knights, Lahso could have gone on to become a knight captain, a general, or even the personal knight of the crown prince.

Instead, he became the bodyguard and servant of the prince with the lowest chance of ever accomplishing something, at least in the eyes of everyone at the Imperial Palace.

The reason was simple.

To Lahso, it seemed like that was where he would have to do the least and the simplest work.

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Needless to say, he was wrong.

He didn't regret it, at least not that much, but he didn't like unnecessary trouble.

That was one of the reasons why he was so strong. The stronger he was, the less effort he had to use to get stuff done. It was a simple reasoning.

This time was no different.

Septine Arlecch was one of the core members of the Arlecch tribe. He was of direct lineage and had been raised as a stargazer from birth. He wielded the starlight of the Arlecch tribe with ease akin to breathing as he drew figures and had them attack both Yan and Lahso.

He flitted around the crumbled buildings and the wasteland just outside the ruins of Ciel like a mosquito as he remained just outside Lahso's grasp.

But just like Lahso couldn't touch Septine, Septine couldn't even add a scratch to the rugged armor of his opponent.

It was only when Lahso kept trying to cut him off and stand in his way that Septine realized that the armor that looked like it had been through four wars wasn't beaten, scarred, and physically abused.

It was just dirt and mistreated because Lahso didn't have the energy to take care of both Yan and his armor. Naturally, he prioritized Yan while letting his armor accumulate dirt and grime.

It had a couple of scratches, but Septine realized he had underestimated Lahso.

Lahso managed to intercept every attack he tried to sneak past the knight to Yan. It was irritating, especially since it seemed like Lahso couldn't even touch the hem of Septine's clothes.

However, that wasn't because Lahso was too weak. He just figured that the easiest way to defeat Septine was not to go all out from the start. That was what his instincts were telling him.

It didn't take long for him to get the empirical reason why that was, either.

It was something that Yan had already figured out.

Since Septine Arlecch and Ulminer Go had managed to leave the Labyrinth, the rest of them shouldn't be far behind. Zach making it out first made sense. The Arlecchs had probably come second due to their starlight magic and the fact that they were planning on the Hydra leaving the Labyrinth. They were ready for it. The others weren't.

It was a significant difference that had managed to give the two Arlecch tribe members a lead of several minutes on the other tribal leaders and the Evandiels.

But it was not a significant enough difference to leave the Evandiels, the Ugri tribe, and the Maura tribe completely in the dust. The Evandiel family, Maura, and the Ugri tribe's strongest appeared outside the Labyrinth entrance only a few minutes after the two men from the Arlecch tribe.

They looked around with expressions similar to the ones Zach and his maids had when they exited.

They had expected death and fiery desolation. Instead, they had ruins, ice, and smoke. There was also a lot of noise coming from someone manhandling an overgrown lizard.

It was only after staring at it for a few moments that they realized it was Zach and his maids going to town on the Hydra.

Then, they noticed another source of disturbance from the side.

It was two of the strongest Arlecchs fighting against a mage, a knight, and an old man. That did not make any sense.

Nymur Evandiel looked at the Ugri and Maura chiefs.

Maura crossed her arms.

"I'm fighting the Hydra. I don't care about what those starcrazed fools are doing."

Nymur looked only at the Ugri chief. The tall, lanky, and surprisingly young-looking man with a scar across his face sighed, hiding his relief. He took his warriors with him to sort out the situation to the side.

Dealing with the Arlecchs and the ones fighting them seemed like a lot less trouble than fighting the Hydra. He was thankful for the battle-crazed Maura and the objective-oriented Evandiels who cared for nothing but what they had to do.

Septine Arlecch frowned in confusion when Lahso suddenly stopped. But he sensed something and turned around. A pack of hungry wolves was looking at him, licking their lips.

"Ugri. Are you getting in our way? I thought we had an agreement." Septine asked.

The wolf with the same scar as the Ugri chief shrugged.

"Circumstances have changed. It looks like the Hydra is going to lose. It'd be foolish to pick the wrong side. No hard feelings, alright?"

"Hmph!" Septine snorted, and feathers shot out of his skin and a beak replaced his nose as he transformed into a giant owl. Fools always stood in his way.