Divine Luck: SSS-Rank Battle Maid Harem

The snake-like man who had just arrived at the edge of the Nilma tribe’s camp carried a striking resemblance to the recently deceased arsonist. It was beyond the physical features of their eyes and the scales on their cheeks.

But the man who stood in his crater glaring at Visla was taller, more muscular, and far stronger. He gave off warning signals loud enough for the Nilma tribe’s chief to grab a dagger and a sword and ready himself for a fight.

The Nilma chief who had suppressed his presence suddenly flared it and pointed it at the intruder, not willing to be pushed back by the air of intimidation.

But the snake-like man ignored him and pointed at Visla with a fingernail that looked more like a claw than a nail.

Zach’s eyes widened and he put up a hand in front of her face. He flinched a moment later and pulled back his hand.

There was a burn mark on his palm. The tiny dot of light that the intruder shot out had pierced Zach’s barrier and burned his hand with the remaining power.

Zach looked at the man warily. He had just pointed his finger. It didn’t even look like he had put any effort into it, but it had still been enough to break through the barrier he kept over his body at all times. It was one of the strongest barriers he could make without needing to focus constantly.

If it hadn’t been for him realizing the man’s intentions—who wouldn’t want to kill the one who just killed their brother, after all?—Visla would have died.

The Nilma chief, Zach’s maids, and Visla turned to look at Zach. They were the only ones who had realized what had just happened. They were the only ones who realized that Zach was the only one to react to that man’s attack.

But he hadn’t reacted to it. He had just anticipated it.

Still, it was something that none of them had done. However, for some of them, it was because they were prepared to defend Zach, not Visla.

If that finger had pointed at Zach, at least four maids would have intercepted it.

Slowly, everyone turned back to look at the murderous intruder. He was strong. They needed to pay attention.

"Everyone, clear the area. Forget your belongings. Treasure your lives." The Nilma chief did not forget his responsibilities and ordered his tribe to withdraw. This was going to be a fierce battle. The fewer tribe members that got caught in the crossfire the better.

The man stepped out of the crater as the Nilma tribe quickly got to their senses and fled. The chief’s words were the law, and they carried it out without even thinking of disobeying.

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The Nilma chief had worked hard to earn his people’s respect and loyalty. It wasn’t for nothing.

He glanced at Zach and Visla.

"You two stay safe. I won’t be able to protect you," he cautioned them before turning his attention toward the snake-like man again.

"We’re fighting with you," Zach said before visla could.

"...Just don’t get in my way."

The Nilma chief adjusted his grip on his weapons as he started walking toward the intruder. The shockwave he made when landing had cleared the area around them. There were no obstacles.

But neither the Nilma chief nor the intruder were the kind who needed to worry about obstacles when fighting. They had long since surpassed the level where their surroundings would affect them when they fought as long as it wasn’t submerged in water or in the air.

With a swish and a cling, the Nilma chief deflected a fire shot from the intruder with his dagger. Fast and powerful compared to how small and easy they appeared to be to fire, but they weren’t that difficult to deal with for the chief once he knew what to expect.

What worried the chief was what else the intruder had in store.

The chief’s eyebrow twitched slightly, and he glanced down. A barrier had appeared around his body. Usually, more protection than necessary would weigh him down and make it easier for him to let his guard down.

But on this occasion, he appreciated it.

The chief deflected a string of fire shots with his dagger before taking a step forward and thrusting his sword at the intruder. The intruder sidestepped the lunge with airy footwork. The chief reacted as if he had expected it and turned the thrust into a slash and tried to slice the intruder in half at the belly.

The intruder blocked the weak strike with a hand covered in dark scales that had appeared seemingly out of nowhere.

The chief could feel with one touch that it would take a full-powered strike to break through those scales. Against such a powerful opponent, he wouldn’t get many chances to unleash that kind of strike, at least if he was alone. Fortunately, that wasn’t the case.

Before the intruder could point his other hand toward the chief’s face, an icicle crashed into the palm, breaking and covering the hand in ice. Mandra had joined the fight.

The intruder was using magic and physical force to fight. It was only right that they did the same. Since the chief appeared to be purely physical, she had to join the fight.

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However, it wasn’t like they needed to keep things fair. That was why when the intruder was busy detailing with the chief with one hand and trying to block Mandra’s attacks with the other, Alzara snuck up behind him with footwork even lighter than his own.

She knew that she wouldn’t be able to pierce him with her daggers, even if she took him by surprise. The scales on his hand weren’t consciously activated. They surfaced when his body felt threatened.

But she just needed to attach her curses to him. A couple of hair-fine scratches were enough to get started. Hopefully, her curses would be powerful enough to affect the intruder before they dissipated or were cleansed by his powerful fire energy.

The situation was under control. For now.