The Max Level Hero Has Returned!

Chapter 454

Chapter 454

Perserque, an avid world explorer, and individuals new to the ways of the world, such as Rinne and the two children, favored traveling by carriage. Nevertheless, a carriage journey was undeniably uncomfortable and rather uneventful.

Davey had previously mastered the art of crafting items through alchemy multiple times, also known as Made in AncienTech. On this occasion, he ingeniously fashioned a reinforced convenience system using magic, involving both spatial expansion and shock absorption. Remarkably, these enhancements proved more than adequate.

Illyna, momentarily displaying a look of wonder on her face, remarked, "You used to invest a great deal of care and attention into crafting items like this in the past. But now, you can achieve it with a mere flick of your hand?"

In reality, the carriage appeared designed for a modest party of three to four individuals. However, its interior boasted a spaciousness that could comfortably accommodate dozens of people, even facilitating impromptu tea gatherings. Davey's ingenuity didn't stop there; he ingeniously linked the external view and projected it onto the carriage walls, creating the illusion of an expansive window inside.

Illyna commented, "Even the Imperial Family's carriage doesn't quite match this level of opulence, does it? I might risk facing execution for possessing a more luxurious carriage than the king in a secluded kingdom."

She had previously requested a sparring match with Davey but had decided to postpone it to ensure their timely arrival in the Kingdom of Briouk.

Rinne let out a sigh of relief as she observed the children becoming engrossed in the scenery outside, keeping them contentedly quiet.

Perserque once again cradled the red egg in her hands, prompting Illyna to raise a quizzical eyebrow and inquire, "I've been curious... What in the world is that?"

Perserque casually responded, "Who knows? I'm holding it like this because I thought it might be an egg."

Illyna questioned further, "An egg?"

Perserque confirmed, "Indeed."

Despite its jewel-like appearance, the egg's surface was strikingly smooth for a gem.

Watching Illyna's contemplative silence, Perserque playfully teased, "Well, there's nothing I can do; it won't hatch even if I cradle it like this. Would you like to try holding it?"

Illyna inquired hesitantly, "Is that alright?"

Perserque reassured her, "I don't anticipate any issues."

Both Perserque and Davey had meticulously examined the enigmatic egg, yet they remained baffled about its true nature. Davey had even reached out to World Tree Al for information, but she could only confirm her ignorance. Consequently, they had no option but to patiently await its eventual hatching.

As Illyna took hold of the egg, she remarked, "To be perfectly honest, this resembles more of a precious gem than an egg to me..."

Illyna, with her own knowledge of jewelry, mumbled as she closely inspected the enigmatic object.

Crack.

However, at that moment, the crimson and shimmering surface suddenly fractured and shattered.

"Huh?!" Illyna exclaimed.

"Did it crack?"

"N-No! I merely held it in my hand!"

Davey and Perserque exchanged gleeful glances.

"Hey, try embracing it," Davey suggested.

"That's right, attempt to cuddle it!" Perserque chimed in.

Illyna, unnerved by the mischievous gleam in their eyes, promptly withdrew from them.

Crack, crack... crack, crack!!!

The more she embraced the egg, the quicker it cracked. Naturally, Perserque and Davey observed this closely as it unfolded.

"Oh-ho. Look at this, kid, huh?"

"So, it's seeking an empty vessel? It's rather audacious, isn't it?"

Davey couldn't see much, but he could unmistakably discern what the egg was and what it was presently doing.

"Davey, I believe it's just as you anticipated," Perserque noted.

Davey swiftly halted the carriage, instructing the coachman to do so, and rose to his feet. He then seized Illyna and escorted her out of the carriage.

"D-Davey?! Why are you suddenly—" Illyna began, her voice filled with surprise.

Illyna's escort knights and the Rowane Kingdom guards gazed at Davey with suspicion as he pulled Illyna along by the arm.

"Right over here. Please have a seat," Davey directed, settling Illyna in an open space to facilitate the egg's incubation. "Excellent... It has finally made its move."

Whatever the egg was, its power had been absorbed into Illyna's body and resonated with her own innate abilities.

Crack, crack, crack... crack!

Nevertheless, there were still only a few discernible openings in his defense—gaps that ordinary individuals wouldn't have noticed.

A subtle smile graced the corners of Illyna's mouth. Even if winning seemed impossible, perhaps she could land a punch or two, she thought.

"What are you doing? Get up," Davey chided her faintly.

Illyna's gaze turned vacant as she found herself lying on her back, gazing up at the blue sky above, with the knights around her looking surprised.

"Just now... your movements were sloppy and filled with openings. Why?" Illyna murmured, her voice mirroring the dazed state she found herself in.

Davey replied, "It's called the Drunken Sword. Haven't you seen it before?"

Illyna's face flushed with embarrassment upon hearing his response.

"Again," Davey urged.

Shortly after, another surge of power erupted from Illyna's body. Unable to rely on Davey's clumsiness in his swordsmanship, she opted to focus on landing a significant blow. A glint of determination gleamed in Illyna's eyes as she observed Davey's movements while he swung the twig in his hands.

Crack!

Several meters of fissures appeared on the ground behind her as she leaped forward, her sharp gaze fixed firmly on Davey, ready to strike.

[Longsword]

[Splitting the Boulder]

The attack appeared nearly impossible to block. Illyna was confident that Davey, with his pride on the line, wouldn't dodge this assault. Her attack was deliberately exaggerated, clearly intended to goad Davey into dropping the twig in his hands and engaging with her directly.

Yet, Davey simply observed as she closed the distance between them in the blink of an eye. Instead of defending himself, he turned his attention to the ever-evolving winged baby, which was rapidly absorbing power from Illyna's body. What had once been a palm-sized infant had now grown to the size of a small child.

'Bingo.’

Realizing that the situation was unfolding as they had expected, Davey made his move, working to achieve his original goal. He set about controlling his body, a task that had become increasingly challenging after his metamorphosis.

[Demonic Sword]

[Mind Sword Energy]

[Disarm]

Baaaaaaaaang!!!

Davey discarded the twig and, with an open palm and curled fingers, made a deliberate move. He didn't evade Illyna; in fact, he took a step toward her and extended his hand.

In the blink of an eye, the invisible blade, a weapon detached from heart and mind, clashed with Caldeiras. The result? Illyna's silver greatsword was sent soaring into the sky.

After disarming Illyna, who had charged at him with immense force, Davey promptly seized her hands and pulled her toward him without hesitation. Then, he raised his fist and prepared to strike.

Illyna's eyes widened as she saw the fist, which came to a halt just a few centimeters from her face.

Vwoooong!!!

Boooom!!!

His fist never made contact with her, yet changes had already been set in motion. A tremendous shockwave erupted behind her, shattering countless trees into thousands of pieces, as though they had been cleaved by a gust of wind.

"This... it's too powerful."

He had regained half of his strength, but his proficiency in employing minor arts and techniques had increased significantly. In light of these developments, Davey couldn't help but question whether he had truly only recovered half of his strength.

"Perhaps... when I regain all of my strength, then... I will be even more formidable than when I was in the Hall," Davey mused.

Meanwhile, Illyna, still seated on the ground, turned her head to witness the devastation that Davey had wrought behind her. Then, she looked up at Davey, her face marked with helplessness and despair. She clenched her fists tightly as tears welled up in her vacant eyes. Her indignation was palpable. She knew it, and it was glaringly evident. However, she had devoted her entire life to the sword, making her feel overwhelmingly powerless in this moment.

At that precise moment, the child, still in the midst of its rapid growth, slowly opened its eyes.

"Davey!" Rinne, who had been monitoring the child, exclaimed in shock, her eyes widening. "Rinne believes you should retreat immediately!"

At Rinne's words, a blue light flickered in the child's eyes, and an unfamiliar energy began pouring out of Illyna's body.

Crack, crack!!!

Bang!!!

Davey's eyes narrowed as he witnessed Illyna levitate, her body enveloped in the power of the child, while his own body instinctively raised his mind sword.

"In the name of the Great God, Neltarid, I will thwart those who seek to harm my mother," the child declared.

It was rather laughable, Davey thought, that a child less than an hour old already possessed such a substantial amount of holy power.

'So, it's Neltarid.'

After numerous experiments, schemes, and traps, the answer to all their doubts and questions had finally been revealed.