Next, not only would guards who saw the signal come, but adventurers in the vicinity would likely swarm here as well.
If they spread the information to the forums, even more adventurers would rush to Hurst.
"Anna, what do we do now..."
"Rifa, protect Lily. We're breaking through."
Uncle François's target should have been to wait for us to pass by and then ambush us halfway for a pincer attack, but my detection skill discovered Uncle François and his men's ambush early, which was why we had barely seen any guards on our way here.
"Understood!"
Sigrdrífa picked up Lily and began a hundred-meter dash. Seeing this, the guards immediately redirected their spears toward Lily.
I locked onto every guard trying to intercept Lily and whipped out chains to entangle their wrists.
"Fire arrows!"
With Uncle François's command, the archers collectively unleashed an arrow barrage toward the fleeing Sigrdrífa.
However, the arrows were thrown off course by wild winds mid-flight. Rather than grazing shots, almost all were blocked halfway by an invisible wind wall.
"Baron! You're opposing the Duke!"
Uncle François loudly reminded Trafalgar, the instigator of all this.
"How I conduct myself is my freedom..."
"How presumptuous! [Law Enforcement]!"
"...!"
Uncle François activated the guard squad's special law enforcement privileges. The chains I had wrapped around the guards suddenly became incredibly heavy—their strength had increased, and the binding restriction time was greatly shortened.
Every time they broke free from one chain, I would add new chains to restrain them.
An arrow flew toward one of the guards I had bound. The guard forcibly endured my chain restraints and swung his spear to knock down the arrow.
"Meow?! How could..."
"You're less useful than a piece of char siu... Go cover that elf! Quickly!" (TN: Cantonese-style barbecued pork.)
"I already told you I'm not a veteran player..."
Carol Cat unusually didn't argue with Trafalgar for long, complaining weakly but still obediently following Trafalgar's orders.
"My apologies Anna! Everyone advance together and wear Anna down!"
"Ugh..."
So heavy... just like a car with the gas pedal floored...!
"Baron Trafalgar! Please step back!"
Earth magic, [Immovable as a Mountain]!
After using this skill, I couldn't move voluntarily and wouldn't be affected by any form of forced displacement. During the skill's duration, defense power was greatly increased, and the skill could be manually canceled.
"Boss! Did Anna suddenly get fat?"
"I did not!"
"How the hell would that happen? Are you thinking with your knees? It's definitely magic. In that case, everyone prioritize returning to capture Anna!"
François had the clearest head, but before he finished speaking, my chains had already wrapped around Uncle François's arm and all the guards who hadn't been entangled yet.
"I have a bad feeling about this..."
"Pardon me, Uncle François."
If it were just [Immovable as a Mountain], there would be no need to have Trafalgar step back. Uncle François suddenly realized this, but it was too late.
Wind magic, [Propeller]. Although generally a skill with little use, it had special applications in certain situations. Its effect was to make the caster spin at high speed, but the skill didn't provide immunity to dizziness, so spinning too long would cause the caster to become dizzy first.
However, using [Propeller] while under the [Immovable as a Mountain] skill meant I still wouldn't move, but would produce the hilariously stupid effect of spinning in place.
"Anna's spinning?"
"What does this mean?"
"Could it be a popular saying among adventurers—'if you don't spin, you're not Chinese?’" (TN: Pun, spin could mean repost/share online. A similar saying is if you don’t comment below Rumi will stop translating. Just saying.)
"Hey, wait... do you all feel..."
Spinning in place did indeed look extremely stupid, but my chains had firmly caught every guard, so the effect was different.
Support magic, [Overload Amplification].
With the skill's enhancement, my spinning frequency almost doubled. In the time of their few sentences, some guards were the first to discover that despite their law enforcement privilege buffs, they were gradually losing their footing.
Then the first guard was thrown into the air, but unable to break free due to the chain's pull, floating like paper scraps in the wind. This momentum spread like wildfire, and within seconds, all guards except Uncle François had been uprooted by me.
"A-A-A-Anna s-s-stop—"
"Ugh..."
"￥%#￥%#%￥#%￥..."
All the guards had the [Dizzy] negative status added from the inescapable high-speed rotation. As the source of the storm, I was not only unaffected but even had the leisure to hum a song in my heart. The big windmill creaks and spins...
But it was about time to stop, because I was using the [Propeller] skill while standing on flat ground. From time to time, guards would make intimate contact with the ground during the high-speed rotation. Without buff enhancement, it might have been fatal. Although we were temporarily in opposing positions, when NPCs died, they really died. I had no intention of killing them.
I reduced my spinning frequency and, pulling the nearly unconscious guards, threw them all into the roadside river in one go.
"Experience really comes with age, Uncle François."
The only one remaining on land was Uncle François. He had thrust his spear deep into the ground, using his spear as a fixed pole. There must have been magical enhancement too, otherwise he would still have been swept away by me. The spear buried in the ground kept moving, forcibly drawing a twisted circle around me.
The guards fell into the river with splashes. Since I was no longer in combat status, I took out an umbrella from my storage space and opened it to prevent water splashes from getting on my dress.
"Oh my... how elegant... Anna..."
"You flatter me."
"Hey hey, I'm about to cry here, you know..."