novelraw Chapter 64 : Chapter 64
Chapter 64 : Chapter 64
Chapter 64
"You just had to be an Orc, didn't you?"
With my face scrunched up in disgust at the sandstorm that filled my vision, I drew my sword.
The creature that had broken through the sand swung its axe down and muttered.
"A true warrior pours everything he has into battle."
Clang!
The hand that blocked the axe throbbed with unspeakable pain, but there was something even more shocking.
"To think I'd be lectured by an Orc of all things……"
My life, threatened by a Goblin and now lectured by an Orc.
“Focus, human!”
Seeing the beast's axe fall like a lightning bolt towards my head, I quickly rolled on the ground.
Looking at the creature with its grotesque smile, as if it had found a fun new toy, my insides twisted.
“Hey.”
The grinning beast charged silently, and I rolled on the ground pathetically once more.
“Hey!”
I shouted at the beast with the sole intention of not losing a war of words to an Orc, but the creature, licking its lips with its tongue, swung its axe instead of answering.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
A deafening roar, unbelievably loud for a clash of sword and axe, echoed all around.
As expected of a Great Warrior of the Legion , he swung his axe with all his might, even against a human who didn't use sword energy.
Boom!
The face of the beast, who was relentlessly swinging its axe and pushing me back, was filled with unconcealable joy.
He was intoxicated by the sweet victory that shimmered before his eyes and by having an opponent who could face his full-powered axe, a truly honorable battle.
"Crazy bastard."
To think I was being lectured by a bastard like that.
As I continuously blocked the axe that was storming from all directions, I spoke to the beast.
“I’m only saying this because I’m genuinely frustrated.”
Of all the terrible reputations that followed me, there was one I could confidently vouch for.
“There are few bastards more cowardly than me when it comes to fighting.
Do you think there’s any other human who would bring a demigod to a conflict between domains?”
The beast, who had momentarily stopped, kicked the ground to obscure my vision and said.
“There is no superior way in a fight.
There are only winners and losers.”
Once again, the beast's axe, having broken through the hazy sand, flew in horizontally.
Boom!
Sparks flew every time the sword and axe clashed.
“It is simply that the more skilled warrior will emerge victorious.”
As if already confident of victory, a sinister red aura gathered on the Great Warrior's axe as he grinned.
A red sword energy, the very symbol of fighting spirit , covered the axe blade, and the beast's aura changed with it.
Unlike humans, it was not an enlightenment gained, nor was it dependent on secret arts or traits, but a power etched into the soul, obtained solely through fighting and killing, that now bared its fangs.
“Come.”
To the arrogant voice, as palpable as the power I felt, I answered calmly.
“You come, you bastard.”
-Kuaaaaaah!
Boom!
As the beast kicked off the ground with a roar, its figure vanished, and at the same time, a crimson axe filled my vision.
“Damn it!”
With no time to even get into a proper stance, I barely brought my sword up, and with a roar, my body was pushed back.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
“More, more, make it more fun!”
Seeing me being pushed back, barely holding on, the beast shouted.
“I will announce my glory with your blood!”
I wanted to shove my sword into the beast's face right then and there, but the matchup was terrible.
I didn't even have a decent swordsmanship to speak of.
Every time I blocked the beast's relentlessly storming axe, my body was naturally pushed back.
“You will never defeat me by just running away!”
The beast, already confident of victory, shouted as a fighting spirit shimmered from its body like a heat haze.
“Now die!”
Boom!
The moment the beast's axe, having leaped with all its might, was aimed at me.
Ping!
With the sound of something cutting through the wind, an arrow appeared from somewhere and pierced the beast's eye.
-Kuaaaaaaaaak!
The beast's scream of pain echoed like a roar.
“I told you.”
I grinned at the beast as it pathetically collapsed to the ground.
“I don't care about the means or the method.”
Because in a one-on-one fight, the dirtiest trick in the world is bringing a friend.
***
"Damn it!"
Hoodwock cursed as he watched the Orc fall in the distance.
“I could have hit it perfectly!”
It was a golden opportunity he had gotten by waiting and waiting until it was within range.
He had even aimed for the moment it was in the air, so he thought it would be impossible to block.
But the Great Warrior, upon seeing the arrow flying towards his neck, twisted his body in mid-air.
If he had spotted the arrow a little sooner, he might have dodged it completely.
“Damn it, damn it, damn it!”
Hoodwock, who had habitually cursed at the thought of missing his one chance, nocked another arrow and glared at the Orc.
Although one of its eyes was gone, the Great Warrior's aura hadn't diminished in the slightest and was burning menacingly.
“Please……”
As he looked at the Young Lord with pleading eyes, the young man, who had been pushed back helplessly, corrected his stance and thrust his sword straight out.
A light erupted from the simple, unremarkable thrust, blinding him.
***
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
As soon as she heard the sounds of battle in the distance, Reina tied up her hair neatly and gripped the handle of her flail.
“I can do it.
I can do it.
I can do it.”
No matter how many times she repeated it, her heart, which was pounding as if it would burst, showed no signs of calming down.
This is really because I’m worried about the Young Master.
The madly pounding heart, the reason blurring with excitement, and the mana surging through her body.
It’s not because a fight is about to happen, but because I want to get back to the Young Master quickly, that’s why my body is itching like this.
As Reina, who had been muttering inwardly as if casting a spell, opened her closed eyes, the Blood Fiend's crimson eyes , instead of her originally beautiful and calm ones, were burning red.
“Hee-”
With a smile she had never shown to anyone but Ian, Reina ran towards the west of the old castle.
***
“Kuaaaaaah!”
As if unable to bear the pain, the Great Warrior rolled on the ground, but I wasn't fooled.
His aura hadn't diminished in the slightest.
“Dirty bastard.”
It wasn't something I, who was using Hoodwock as a sniper, should say, but to pretend to be in pain during a battle, what a truly dirty bastard.
“Krrk.”
The beast, realizing its act wasn't working, got up.
“Nice accessory.”
As I praised the arrow that was nicely piercing its eyeball, the beast raised its hand and pulled out the arrow stuck in its eye.
Pluck!
“You can have it.”
And then it threw the arrow, with its own eyeball dangling from it, at me.
He would probably attack the moment I went to pick it up.
“Eh, I don't really use secondhand stuff.”
Crunch!
Readjusting my grip on the sword, I stepped on the eyeball at the end of the arrow.
“Kuaaaaaaak!”
Yes, no matter how clever an Orc tries to be, it’s still an Orc.
My sword stretched out straight towards the beast who was charging, unable to contain its anger.
[Dark Sword First Form One Point — Death ]
The Great Warrior, sensing an unusual aura, raised its fighting spirit and let out a roar.
“Groooaaaar!”
The sword blade, coated with six layers of mana, and the axe, filled with a vicious fighting spirit, clashed, emitting a flash of light.
Kwa-kwa-kwang!
A roar echoed, and the Great Warrior, having blocked the attack, was about to swing its axe, when.
[Dark Sword First Form One Point — Death ]
Ian, who appeared, tearing through the flash of light, held the arrow in his hand like a sword and pierced the Great Warrior’s neck.
“H-how……”
The Great Warrior, who had sat down as if in utter disbelief, weakly grasped the arrow stuck in his neck.
“Didn't you say a true warrior pours everything he has into battle?”
Of course, it was an improvisation I had come up with, seeing as there was no way I could break through his fighting spirit with just a sword.
“K-krrk.
N-no.”
The Great Warrior babbled in a desperate voice.
“An honorable death by your weapon……”
Ah, did Orcs believe that they could only return to the embrace of their god if they were killed by the weapon of a superior opponent?
“I cannot die so miserably.”
The beast, staggering to its feet, gripped its axe.
A struggle not for victory, but for a death that wasn't miserable.
“Tsk, what a pain.”
Had I developed some sort of sympathy for a warrior who had survived countless battles?
The moment I raised my sword to put him at ease.
Ping!
An arrow from Hoodwock, who had appeared from behind, pierced the beast's brow.
“D-despicable……”
No, I really didn't do this one…….
Since I couldn't make excuses to a dead guy, I looked back with a sense of futility.
“Hah……”
Now my infamy will spread even in the Orcs' afterlife.
***
A night without a single speck of light.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
An unknown roar echoed across the plain, and a brilliant light erupted several times from the east and west.
“Is it starting?”
Vergil, who had been staring blankly at the old castle, got up.
“Tail.”
“Ready!”
Tail, wearing a suit of full plate armor, shouted as he thumped his chest plate.
“No one has forgotten the plan, right?”
“No, sir!”
“Then I trust you.”
After checking on the soldiers gripping their bows, Vergil, who had put on his helmet, began to run towards the old castle with Tail.
***
Every time the flail moved, two or three heads disappeared.
Orcs with maces and shields came out in a hurry, but they crumbled helplessly against Reina's attacks, who was already covered in blood and had pushed the Blood Fiend's traits to their limit.
“Kuaaaaaah!”
One of the two remaining Great Warriors charged at her, letting out a roar.
Boom!
As the fiercely swung flail fell limply, Reina narrowed her fine brow and glared at the Great Warrior who had blocked her.
“Human, die!”
As if not to be outdone by the Orc who was shouting with its fighting spirit raised to the maximum, Reina, gripping her flail, charged towards the Great Warrior and shouted.
“Uwaaaaaah!”
At the killing intent in her voice, the Great Warrior unconsciously took a step back, and a heavy flail struck that very spot.
Boom!
Reina, biting her lip as if in frustration, flashed her mad crimson eyes and charged again.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
A series of attacks that disregarded life, making it impossible to tell which of the two was human, continued several times.
“Grrrr.”
Even the Orc, who had faced countless deaths and stood in the position of a Great Warrior, could not easily face Reina's madness, which sent shivers down his spine.
What she sought was neither a fight nor victory.
She just wanted to crush more enemies to quench her unquenchable thirst.
“Uwaaaaaah!”
Seeing the human charging with glowing crimson eyes, the Orc raised its fighting spirit.
Although it was not an honorable enemy, killing an enemy was always a glorious deed.
“Die!”
Reina, having forgotten fear in her madness, did not dodge the club flying towards her and swung her flail to meet it.
Ku-kwa-kang!
The old castle wall collapsed from the clash of power against power.
Red blood flowed down Reina's arm as she growled at the Great Warrior, shedding tears as if in great frustration.
No matter how much she possessed the talent of a hero and followed Ian's training, she still lacked the strength to match a Great Warrior.
“Wrong, I.
Excellent warrior.”
To think that such a slender human possessed a power comparable to his.
When the Great Warrior, who had given the highest praise he could in the clumsy human language, raised his club to end the fight.
“Tail!”
“Yes!”
Tail, who had rushed out at some point, grabbed Reina's body and fled.
“Kuaaaaaah!”
The warrior, whose glory had been snatched away from right before his eyes, erupted in anger, and Orcs who had been on standby poured out from all directions.
-Chew them all to death!
-Guoooooooo!
Along with the incomprehensible cry of the Orc, the bloodthirsty shouts of Orcs echoed from all directions.
“Just look ahead and run!”
“I’m running even if you don’t tell me to!”
Vergil, born the son of a knight and living as a knight, thought of something he had never once considered in this moment.
Was it really necessary to wear full plate armor for this mission?