306. Demon King No. 2 (4)
Purma’s Bartoja.
He was shouting confidently in front of the Delcross camp, but inside he was full of anxiety, contrary to his appearance.
‘… I didn’t want it to get this big!’
The Purma tribe is in decline after losing its chief twice in a row in the last war.
Although he was pushed out of the race for the tribe’s leader, Bartoza was a rather ambitious man. Accordingly, he decided to abandon his tribe and entrust himself to Karazhan, one of his most powerful tribes.
-Now our tribe has become shameless cowards and is falling into decline!
Of course, when he came face to face with Wakana Tusai, Bartoza did not forget to show off his betrayal in front of the old fox.
-So I abandoned the tribe to avenge the tribe leader! I even gave up my pride as a warrior for revenge!
-Ho… … .
-This Bartoja, riding with the bravest brothers of Karazhan in Varsha, seeks to completely drive the hordes of the Empire from the land of their ancestors! So give me another chance to take up arms!
However, the Karazhan chieftain, who was quietly listening to him, said this with an amused expression on his face.
-excellent. Bartoja.
Contrary to its reputation for being stubborn, it is a compliment that only sounds pure. Bartóza looked up with a glimmer of hope. And, he just froze in place.
The old tribal leader, Wakana Tusai, was looking down at himself as if he were giving a final review of a sheep about to beheaded. He had beastly eyes that reflected a dangerously shiny light.
-Have you abandoned your pride as a warrior and even thrown away the opportunity to stand before the souls of your great ancestors? That would mean that his desire for revenge against the empire was enormous. If you do so, I have a suitable way to help you.
… This isn’t it.
His chin began to visibly tremble due to an ominous premonition, but the old fox above his head added patronizingly:
-It just so happened that a young man from the tribe created something very interesting. If this were the case, he would be able to kill Owen of Delcross right now. So that you can pass on your feats to future generations, I will also give you our warriors.
-Well, Chief… … .
-What. It is a tribute to a steadfast warrior who is determined to be lonely forever even after death. As a brother of Barça, this is a natural help, so please do not hesitate.
-… … .
He even received a cup of wine from the chief, and was forcibly brought here along with a group of warriors who could not tell if they were there to help him or to watch him.
I looked for opportunities to escape several times along the way, but there was no other way. The moment he shows any signs of strangeness, the weapon aimed at Owen will be fired straight at him.
“Come out quickly! Owen of Delcross!”
So, even as he calls out to Owen to leave, he keeps repeating this to himself.
‘Don’t come out, Owen! Please don’t come out!’
Bartóza’s eyes looked around anxiously.
Coincidentally, there were not only people from the empire around them, but also a few people from the Barsha tribe interacting with them. That may be why the warriors sent by Wakana Tusai disguised themselves, however clumsily, as Purma warriors.
‘Success or failure, what happened today will eventually spread throughout Barça!’
For him, it was best for Owen not to respond to this provocation. If that happens, Karazhan can be trusted with the reputation of scaring the famous Owen.
But if Owen says he wants to duel-
‘Even if we succeed, the people of the empire who lost the clan leader’s son will not want to keep us alive… … .’
And unfortunately for Bartoja, Owen was a brave warrior who lived up to his reputation.
Creak-
Soon the door of the wooden fence opens, and a tall young man wearing light armor approaches Bartoja. He was holding a large blunt weapon in one hand.
The young man’s long hair had so many feathers fluttering in the gentle breeze that it was hard to believe that it was a battle over a short period of time.
‘This is what happens in the end!’
At that moment, Bartóza prepared to die.
Hehehehe.
Every time Owen takes a step, the blunt object in his hand drags on the floor, raising an acrid cloud of dust.
A heavy war hammer with clunky decorations attached to it. It was an item that was quite familiar to Bartoza’s eyes.
“that… … ?”
“Do you recognize this? “Of course it should be.”
Owen grinned, showing his teeth.
“At least you, the ones who boldly mentioned the blood price of the tribe leader, should not be Karazhan.”
“… … !”
Do you already know the identity of the group?
As Bartoza broke out in a cold sweat while aiming the axe, Owen roared at it! He threw her to the floor and released her shoulders.
“This is the trophy I got after defeating the Purma tribe leader. If you can kill me and avenge the tribe’s defeat, I will gladly hand this over to you. “Take it back to your tribe and let us all honor the spirit of our chieftain.”
An indirect promise not to kill Bartóza, who won the duel, even if he dies.
‘… Is it true?’
The Imperials cannot be completely trusted. But now the only thing Bartosa can cling to is Owen’s light words.
“Aaaah!”
Finally, Bartoza made up his mind and desperately rushed towards Owen.
* * *
Pow!
Bartoza’s ax strikes senselessly at the chieftain’s hammer standing on the ground. This is because Owen jumped into the air to avoid his attack.
Bingle.
Owen, holding the handle of the hammer with one hand, turned around and kicked toward Bartozza’s head.
Although it looks light, it is a heavy blow loaded with aura.
‘… … !’
Bartoza managed to avoid the attack by lowering his body. Of course, I couldn’t help it that a bunch of decorated feathers fell off along with the hair on the top of my head.
Anyway, my body was already covered in small wounds, so it was just a hair like that.
‘… ‘There’s this much difference?’
Bartosa took a step back, taking a deep breath. Then Owen does not chase him, but just looks at him blankly.
It was a car that felt strange from a while ago. Owen wasn’t too desperate to attack him. That’s right, he was moving without taking his hand off the chieftain’s hammer stuck in the floor.
It uses the handle as a shield or as a support to turn its body and never neglects to be alert to its surroundings. An attitude as if he didn’t care about things like Bartóza at all.
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‘I’m sure they didn’t notice the poisonous sting… … .’
Who in the world would have expected the Barça warriors to make a sneak attack? This must be purely belittling Bartóza!
What’s even more infuriating is that Owen shows no signs of picking up his favorite disease yet!
“Ugh… … .”
As I let out an exasperated groan, Owen spoke up.
“I will warn you one last time. Are you going to continue this meaningless fight? “You and those young warriors have become nothing more than Wakana Tusai’s discarded members.”
“… … .”
“If everyone becomes a fugitive and wanders the plains, at least they can survive.”
Although he was speaking to Bartoza, Owen’s eyes were focused on the Karazhan warriors standing behind them, holding their shields. It looks like they are already figuring out who is in charge of this situation.
“Don’t be ridiculous, Imperial! “Don’t you dare insult the honor of a warrior!”
Bartoza, sensing that the atmosphere among the Karazhan warriors was becoming more sinister, grabbed the ax with his numb hands and shouted.
If they had all been killed horribly, it wouldn’t have been so funny. Owen’s intention is to completely tarnish the warriors’ honor and make Wakana Tusai’s plot meaningless.
‘If things continue like this, even if I survive here, I will die! Die at the hands of Wakana Tusai!’
Bartoza, who hit Bae Soo-jin like that, lunges at Owen again-
The split second when Owen’s eyes turn to his axe –
The Karazhan warrior in the lead holding a shield puffed out his cheeks without warning.
Shoo!
Accompanied by a slight sound of wind, a sharp poisonous needle shoots towards Owen. It was a timing that even Bartóza could not have expected at all.
“… … !”
But then, the handle of the hammer that Owen was holding slowly tilted forward.
Tang! Tang! Tang!
As if being sucked in, all the memorized energy that hit the wide sack is thrown outward.
“Uh, how… … !”
Bartoza’s eyes widen…
Hiss! Whoosh!
Two Karazhan warriors nearby threw additional poisonous needles. It was a thin, small memorization that could not be seen by the average person, but-
Bouncy!
Owen seemed to have expected it again and deflected all the poisonous needles with the handle of his axe.
“It’s memorization! “They use memorization!”
Sir Abigail, who realized the situation a little too late, fired an arrow from behind the fence.
Wedge- Puck!
One of the Karazhan warriors behind was hit squarely in the forehead and fell backwards.
The archers and Alicia who soon joined in fired arrows without giving the remaining warriors a chance to remove their weapons.
Plop! Buck!
The gathered warriors fell to the ground without even being able to do anything.
“… … !”
Arrows raining down on my head.
Bartoza was at a loss due to this sudden situation, unable to do anything.
At that moment, a warrior who had fallen on the ground slowly raised his head and put a poisonous needle in his mouth. The intention was to completely destroy the evidence that they were Karazhan and not Purma.
Flutter!
However, his attempt was thwarted by a flying one-handed axe. Owen, who had already put down the hammer handle, pulled out his ax and threw it at the guy’s head.
“How is it? “Do you think I received blood money for saving your life?”
Owen grinned as he caught a glimpse of the frozen Bartoza, then bent down and diligently collected the poison needle and weapon. She then raised her head and checked the newly popped up quest completion window.
[Surprise Quest – Collecting Amazing Poison Stings]
[Quest Grade: A]
[General comment: You detected the poisonous stinger hidden by the enemy and successfully collected it. However, if it had been possible to stop it before it was launched, it would certainly have been possible to collect complete memorization. I am sorry for your lack of quickness, and I hope you will work hard to build your skills further in the future.]
[Completion grade: C+]
[Reward: 60(-20) P Cash]
[*This product is available in the Pangea Chronicle store window.]
‘Sang Sang-chang’s warning was true.’
Owen stuck his tongue out.
Using a poisonous needle in a fair duel was something that was impossible for the original Barça warrior.
Thanks to that, if I let my guard down, I could have been hit by a poisonous needle at a critical time. What if there wasn’t Sang Tae-chang’s quest.
There is only one case where Sang Chang-chang’s compensation was so blatantly low. It was a warning quest thrown to you as if you were being generous.
‘Thank you, Sang Tae-chang.’
As Owen expresses his gratitude and expresses his gratitude, a spear appears again.
[Nothing extra will be dropped even if you say something. I am sorry for your extreme lack of quick thinking, and I hope you will work hard to improve your skills in the future.]
[Completion grade: C+]
[Reward: 60(-20) P Cash]
[*This product is available in the Pangea Chronicle store window.]
Ah, yes. I feel so grateful.
“Now these weapons are rightfully mine. “I will collect this as is and show it to the elders of Volanta.”
Owen looked down at Bartóza, who was still stiff, and spoke softly.
“You go. “Go and tell Wakana Tusai.”
For a moment, to Bartoza, Owen of Delcross seemed a more threatening beast than the old fox of Karazhan.
“If you want to embroil all Barsha tribes in war, then do whatever you want. “I swear on Owen’s name that no one in Karazhan will survive that battlefield.”
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Meanwhile, at the same time.
Seongjin arrived at the Silver Rose Labyrinth at Amelia’s call and met an unexpected person in the reception room. It was Isabella Scarzzapino, whose eyes widened as she drank tea.
“Huh?”
When Seongjin glares at her with evil eyes, Isabella hastily spits out the tea with a pale face and spits it out into the teacup. Such undignified and degrading behavior that you would never imagine seeing a social queen.
Cluck cluck!
Hearing the frantic coughing that followed, Seongjin furrowed his brows.
‘What kind of reaction is that again?’
But more than that, why on earth is that bastard in the Silver Rose Labyrinth?
fantasy,
