Extra's Perfect Ending-Chapter 233: Moat

Thud

Stamina for one of the horses finally ran out. It had made a great effort bringing the two people on it back here. The horse fell face-first to the ground, and the two people riding it were thrown off.

Reeva looked behind at the commotion and saw that it was Quin who had fallen. He, along with one villager, had been riding that horse.

"Run, I’ll hold them back!"

The priest said, readying his weapon. It was a strangely-shaped dagger that looked like a crescent moon.

"Thank you, sir!"

The villager dared not question Quin. Since the priest was helping, she needed to rush. The woman got back up and ran for it.

Quin happily stalled for the woman to cross. He surveyed the area and prepared to fight the deer. The first one arrived just a bit after the woman had left.

He had fought these monsters before and knew they didn’t possess any mystic force despite their unnatural appearances. The only thing that held mystic force was the spreader.

His grip on the knife tightened, then a flash of light sprang from the hilt of his blade. With one quick swipe, he sent an arc of light flying toward the nearest deer.

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The light cut the deer in half, leaving its body twitching on the ground. Soon two more deer replaced the first and continued charging. More could be seen emerging from the forest and into the clearing.

Quin dealt with the other two before glancing over his shoulder to check on the woman. She had already crossed the bridge.

"High priest! Get back here!"

One of the knights shouted. They had already managed the pulling mechanism and were ready to lift the bridge.

The villagers bit their nails, wishing the knight would pull it up already. But they couldn’t leave a high priest behind.

Seeing that everyone else had already crossed, Quin made a run for it. His legs worked overtime to bring him to the bridge.

However, as he reached halfway across the wooden bridge, it started to creak. Behind him, deer were beginning to pour in. If they got onto the bridge, it would be a disaster.

"Pull the bridge up!"

Quin said hurriedly. The other knights were drawing bows, shooting at the approaching deer. Reeva also request them find a barrel of oil that might be lying around.

They luckily found one and began pouring it into the water.

The people operating the mechanism started to roll up the bridge, but it was too late. The deer had already arrived on it.

The added weight made it much harder to pull, especially with around 15 deer running on the bridge.

Quin turned around and released a mystic force at the approaching deer, this time cutting through more than before.

A mass of malformed deer was pouring onto a single point. All of them were trying to cross the bridge.

"Pull the bridge up harder!"

The villagers panicked. Their lives flashed before their eyes as the deer rushed from the other side.

Quin, however, was still in the middle of the bridge, holding the deers back. He couldn’t let them get any closer.

At this point, there were so many deer that they began overflowing into the water below. Then they discovered that the deer could swim.

However, Reeva knew this beforehand and had a plan.

"Light it!"

The combat priest lit a torch, then threw it down. The pale yellow flames ignited the moat, creating a wall of fire.

"Quin, run!"

Reeva commanded the high priest, and Quin did exactly what the apostle said.

Without anything to hold back the horde, the deer began pouring in. Quin tried his hardest to cross the bridge.

Crack

However, the weight was too much. All the deer had worn out the wooden bridge, and it snapped in half. The world seemed to freeze before Quin’s eyes as he plummeted downward.

The pale yellow flames below, meant to kill the deer, now felt like a death sentence. And in his last moment, he prayed to the Lord.

And Reeva answered.

Reeva’s hands clasped around Quin’s, stopping his fall into the flames. Behind Reeva were the people who had come to support him.

The woman and other villagers were safe because of Quin. All the knights and priests who had made it this far were there, not wanting to see the high priest die.

Reeva gripped Quin’s hand firmly, and the people behind them pulled them both out of the pit.

"Thank you, your holiness."

Quin bowed deeply; he hadn’t expected to survive. The pale yellow flames would have consumed his whole body.

"Don’t thank me," Reeva said, pointing at the people behind him. "If it weren’t for these guy, I would have died too."

Reeva could maybe survive, but that didn’t matter right now. Quin turned to the people and thanked them.

"Please, don’t— you already helped us."

The villagers felt a bit awkward as a high priest bowed to them.

The deer continued pouring into the firepit. Their natural instincts had been overwritten by a desire to kill humans.

After a while, nearly all the deer were gone. The people in the castle breathed a sigh of relief. They could finally relax a bit after the day they’d been through.

"The injured will rest, and the others will organize a watch! There must be at least one knight or priest on duty at all times, understood?"

"Yes, sir!"

Finally, they had survived this encounter.

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Deeper into the forest, Egul decided to take a detour from their original path. Since encountering the group of deer, he couldn’t stick to the plan.

They would delayed their arrival a bit, but this way, they could ensure no funny business was happening behind his back.

The deer were likely patrolling a common jungle path, hoping someone would pass by. By taking an unusual route, he could avoid that.

But he wasn’t quite sure yet. He needed to see if his theory was correct.