In A Parallel World With Random Skills, I Reluctantly Become A Mafia Boss?

Chapter 3: Skill

It hit him out of nowhere, his danger sensors were through the roof. It was the first time in his life he experienced the threat of death. The only possible explanation would be that their most respected leader would dare purge them, as he could anytime he wanted. But there was no plausible explanation on why he would be angry, much less at them.

His legs were getting weaker, and sweat was flowing like a river. He hurriedly gathered all information in his head and it all led to one simple conclusion. They were being attacked.

But this was no ordinary attack, since he could not, by damn, sense any traces of mana being used even from the farthest reaches of his perception. Which could only mean that someone on par with their master, or even surpass his strength was the present enemy. If so, there was no time to lose.

No matter how scared he was, this wasn't the time to idle around. So he went towards the meeting place, and ordered his subordinates to inform the other generals and to call Erebus-sama. There was no other option left, but to defend. There was no time, and they could not detect any hostile presence around the area.

This was the most troublesome opponent yet. 

When the meeting began, without their master who was busy preparing for the summoning ritual, the other generals also shared their thoughts that were one. In fact, all of them had the same sense of dread. Still, it didn't help if they hadn't found the intruder either.

One of his subordinates had reported that an intruder was caught inside the temple, and was then sealed in a magic-sealing cage two days prior, but he payed it no mind. Since it was only a human, who was powerless now without magic, it was of no importance to the current situation.

For some reason, their master didn't feel the dread nor the urgency of the situation, leading them to believe that this level of attack wouldn't faze him. Making them slightly relieved, letting their guard down. 

Even still, they had to deploy the defense barriers. They could tell that it was only a matter of time till the attack came, based on their experience on the countless battlefields they had faced together.

So that they did, ordering all their subordinates and soldiers to get ready for the incoming attack, figuring out ways to minimize the casualties. But even as countless 'Demonic Barrier Fields' were surrounding the army camp, they couldn't rest easy. The creeping voice of death was still resounding strong in their ears. No, it was still getting stronger..

They took all necessary precautions, making a surrounding formation, using ancient protection artifacts, even applying body enhancement magic for defense purposes. All except disturbing their master's work. They had full confidence that they could somehow repel, or even survive the mysterious assailant.

As they waited with bated breaths, one of the generals finally noticed when he looked up at the sky. He could only regret. What they thought to be a mysterious spell of an ancient being, vigilantly watching for any suspicious movements around them, was actually in fact, a natural disaster. They could only blame themselves for limiting their narrow thoughts.

Never in their wildest dreams would they think someone could command such power. This wasn't at the level of one of the races, nor was it even a power their master could wield.