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  Chapter 35: Tired of Falling.

  *Celia’s POV*

  Odd shifts in my personality aside, this whole situation wasn’t going anywhere fast. Even if I wao pay them off, I do not think it would work out. How would they even carry thousands of Mana Crystals? Not to mention that they would be fugitives on the ruire time as well.

  Celia: “Then it seems that iations have fallen through.” I say with a grim tone.

  “Bandit” ander: “How unfortunate. We might not be able to kill you, but we will sure as hell wound you as much as we ! Men, attack!” He yelled with an angry tone and expression.

  Fug bastard! Aren’t you supposed to be an honorable knight!? Fug whatever! I am killing them all! My moral pass that says that I shouldn’t kill other people be damhus I started to fight the remaining “bandits” with all I got.

  While I was fighting them, the knights tried to join the fight as well. Which was something that I couldn’t let happen. As I mao make it here before anyone died, I would hate for there to be even one casualty on our side.

  Celia: “You all! Stick to defending your charges! I hahis lot, just protect them from ahat slips by!” I yell in a tohat said that I wouldn’t take no for an answer.

  What I said made them stand down, so now I focus pletely on dealing with the fight in front of me. Dodging was a nightmare, and I ended up with cuts here and there. But nothing more than shallow cuts were nded on me.

  On their side, with every five scratches that they nded on me, I would reap one of theirs. Them being outcssed by me, wasn’t noticed by them, due to how I am covered in blood. But it was mainly their group’s blood, not mihus my appearance gave them the illusion that I was being grinded down, and that they could eventually kill me.

  I was keeping up pace with the bandits, so well that they couldn’t handle me at all. But an i occurred… The knight who was holding up the carriage by herself, started to fight the bandits with me. This was aremely foolish thing to do.

  Within minutes, she was being oppressed by five bandits. Cutting down those in my way, I quickly made it to her side. Right as a knight was about to nd a strike to her torso, that would definitely kill her, I made it to her and blocked the attack.

  The unfortuhing is that I had to push her out of the way, so I “blocked” the attack with my back. It sure as hell hurt like a bitch to get sshed by a sword… I lost almost 200 HP from his attack, something that irked me greatly. But I still had plenty of HP to spare. Now I just had to ehe searing pain, and focus on fighting…

  *Some Time Later.*

  Most of the “bandits” were dead, but I was covered in various wounds. My HP was down to only a hundred, so I was being even more careful than before. With the knights, and their dies to my left, and the remaining two bandits, ting their ander, in front of me, the battle was soon to be over.

  The st bandit rushed over to me with an attack that was inteo wound or kill me, even at the cost of his life. Remembering an aovie that I oched, I dodged to the left of the attack, and then tripped him with my leg. Ohe bandit was on the ground, I used my sword to impale his head, killing him.

  Celia: “Now it is down to you, fake bandit ander.” I say with a fident tone.

  My fidence was very false, as I was near death at the moment. But I am sure my blood covered appearance is terrifying enough for my words to hold at least some weight.

  “Bandit” ander: “So it seems, ss. But if you think that I am going down without taking you with me, then you’d be absolutely wrong.” He said with a smirk.

  Celia: “Huh? What do you even mean by that? e then, I dare you try and take my life!” I yell in response.

  He didn’t say anything else, and rushed up to me. I repared to block his attack, before then finishing him off. But thehrew his sword away. And I stupidly followed it with my eyes, while I was distracted, the man tackled me off of the cliff…

  I think that I heard one of the women yell for me… Aww… how sweet. Anyway, while falling, this fucker kept holding on to me, so I had to take a dagger out of my pouch, and stab him in the head with it. With him dead, I pushed the corpse off of me, and stabbed my sword into the cliff face. Man… how many fug times will I be falling in this life?…

  With wounds all over my body, including my arms, the sudden stop from me doing this caused me great pain. So much pain, that I surprisingly yelped… Catg my breath, I tried to calm down. The searing pain all over my body, truly prevent my efforts to calm dowly…

  After ten minutes, I was able to calm down, and tried to figure out a way to get back up the cliff. I quickly came up with an idea! I should just use various onry from my pouch, to climb up with them one by one. Frankly, I only need my short sword, and my normal sword to do this.

  Just like that, while standing on one of the swords, I would stab one of my swords higher up on the cliff, climb up onto it, and then take the lower dow. Then I just had to repeat this a shit ton of times. Annoyingly, I was stantly getting cut by my own swords…

  *Much Climbing Later.*

  By the time I made it up the cliff, I had already lost most of my HP. I had only 5 HP remaining at the moment. This is the closest that I have ever been to dying…

  Once up the cliff, I couldn’t see any of the people that I helped. What the fuck!? I saved you all, and you don’t even have the decy to wait and make sure that I died!? Fuck!

  Ruina: “Celia!? What the hell happened while I was gone!?” She yelled with aremely ed tone.

  I lost far too much blood to respond to her at all. Luckily, I could see the carriage off in the dista seems that they just now gave up, and figured that I died. They were still within a distahat I could run. Even in my fucked up state.

  I was still bleeding, so I was rapidly losing HP as I ran. Once I made it to the carriage, the knights realized that I was still alive, so the carriage stopped. Which was good, since I was about to pass out…

  I do not know how much HP that I still had left, but before I passed out, one of the women that I saved caught me. Ah, man, breasts surely are o rest your head on! That was the st thing that I thought before fully losing sciousness…