[EP.67] Destroying the Scarecrow King
Lacradion was now looking at an absurd situation.
This means that Valheim’s immediate descendants were swearing and provoking Fendal.
In any case, the fact remains that Fendal first touched Valheim’s direct lineage.
I had no idea that he, a nobleman, would come out like that.
And it was the same for Fendal.
He was so angry that he wanted to hit Krashu right away, but he remembered that he was in Valheim and stubbornly held back.
Looking at the scene, Crasch smiled mockingly.
“You act fearless when you do something stupid behind my back, but now you look like you’re scared.”
“… … Do you think you can take care of it? “They said they would attack the 8th floor, but they turned against me.”
Krasch snorted.
“You pretended to be a king in the Demon Palace, but you didn’t see anything.”
Fendal’s eyebrows twitched.
But Krasch paid no heed and began to walk outside.
“Then it’s a simple story, right? “If I destroy you, the people who were oppressed because of you will show up in favor.”
Fendal’s eyes sharpened.
Those words were no different from saying he wanted to fight.
“Growing up in a greenhouse called Valheim, you don’t even know the difference in level?”
“Then you’re a fool who doesn’t even know what a greenhouse is.”
The Fendal gang all fell silent as they saw Crashu not giving up on a single word.
This was because it was the first time I had seen someone provoke Fendal to that extent in the Demonic Palace.
And Fendal also let out a startled gasp as he saw someone provoking him like this for the first time in a long time.
Then he clenched his fists and his eyes sparkled.
“I guess there’s no way Valheim will show up and retaliate after I harpooned you, right?”
“Why do you do such an embarrassing thing?”
Krasch looked at Fendal as if he were rather puzzled.
“The premise was wrong in the first place. “If you say something impossible, do you write it?”
One of his provocations was truly astonishing.
Thanks to this, Fendal could barely endure the loss of reason.
kill.
‘No matter what I do, I will kill this guy with my own hands.’
He barely held back his boiling anger and gestured to Crasch as if to guide him.
I was full of thoughts of trampling on Krashu.
When Krasch and Fendal went out, the cold bar quickly became a mess.
Fendal, who reigned as the king of the Demon Castle Palace, and Krashu, a direct descendant of the world’s most powerful family, Valheim, face off.
Of course it’s bound to cause chaos.
People, along with the Fendal gang, rushed after them.
Such a fun spectacle was created, and no one wanted to miss this moment.
While people were pouring out, Lacradion also slowly got up from his seat.
Thinking that she had no idea what Valheim’s direct lineage was thinking, she decided to go to see the results as well.
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Fendal.
He freely wielded two hook-like swords and was a renowned strongman in the Demonic Palace.
Even though there is no specialized learning like the knights of the empire or kingdom.
It was safe to say that the swordsmanship and killing ability he gained while using the Demonic Bow were excellent.
However, on the way to becoming a master, he suffered a loss and did not progress any further.
He had realized his own limitations.
But even so, it was enough for him to reign as king in Maseong Palace.
Because it was a world filled with mostly middle-class people who couldn’t even reach the top level.
Crashu was standing in front of him.
He, a direct descendant of Valheim, seemed to be warming up by lightly tapping his foot on the bridge of his nose.
Fendal was dumbfounded.
No matter how you look at it, at best it’s barely a step into the top level of expert.
Even if it is the highest level of expert, there is a clear difference between them.
And the difference is wider than you might think.
Moreover, he had much more experience in combat.
Even if it was Valheim, how much experience would a 14-year-old have experienced in combat?
‘Do you believe in Valheim’s secret arts?’
Since they are the strongest family, they must have some secret secrets.
Fendal’s eyes opened softly.
‘Secret arts and all.’
In the end, having a wall doesn’t change anything.
“You won’t regret it, right?”
“Why is it so long? Just give it a try. “Finish it quickly.”
Fendal gave up worrying any more.
It wasn’t worth saying any more.
All you have to do is destroy this little guy.
With that thought, Fendal’s seal dispersed.
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He immediately burrowed into Krashu in a very low posture, as if the wolf didn’t follow his nickname for nothing.
And at that moment, because of his low stance, his sword swooped down on Krashu, giving the illusion that it was extended much longer.
visor!
The sound of Fendal’s hooked sword and Krashu’s sword clashing rang out.
Before he knew it, his sword had collided with Fendal’s sword.
It was an excellent iaiojutsu that was so fast that it was difficult for the eye to follow.
Plus his sword was quite unique.
Not only was the blade black, but it also seemed very strong.
‘Is it ink iron?’
It is an iron ingot that is difficult to manufacture due to its high strength, but as long as you can handle it, it is a high quality iron ingot that is almost unbreakable.
Indeed, like Valheim, the weapons are expensive.
However, Fendal’s sword was not a hook for nothing.
As he wrapped around the hook of Krashu’s sword, he pulled Krashu’s sword towards himself.
This side has the upper hand in strength and auror.
Of course, Krashu was also dragged along with Fendal’s sword.
At the same time, Fendal’s other sword swooped towards Krashu in an instant.
I was planning to slit his neck with a hooked sword like this.
I would be satisfied with at least one large scar on my neck.
visor!
But what rang again was the name of the sword.
Fendal’s eyes opened vaguely.
The sword that had been held by his hook sword until just now broke and blocked the sword on the other side.
‘this guy.’
He deliberately momentarily removed his grip on the sword that came with him and blocked it from a dangerous angle.
If I had been careful, I would have lost my sword and been attacked.
It was prevented by exquisite distribution of power.
But Fendal’s eyebrows twitched for a different reason.
What I did just now wasn’t something Krasch was born with.
This was because I noticed that it was done through experience and accurate calculations.
What does that mean?
It was said that Fendal had been pushed out in terms of experience in the workshop just now.
‘Where did this guy cut up thousands of people?’
It was Fendal who felt embarrassed.
At that moment, Krasch changed his approach.
He put his foot forward and dug in deeply.
At the same time, flames blazed from his sword.
Fendal, surprised by the flames that broke out in an instant, tried to respond, but quickly retrieved his sword and retreated.
“… … skill?”
Fendal’s eyes frowned.
Indeed, it is a very blessed life with skills as a direct descendant of Valheim.
But guess what?
The surprise attack just now ended up failing.
Fendal, who judged that Krashu had shown all his strength, spread his hooked sword to both sides.
“Shall I tell you why I reign as king?”
He smiled mockingly at the silent Krasch.
Pajik!
At that moment, green sparks flew out from his hooked sword.
Those who saw the brilliantly bouncing sparks inadvertently expressed their admiration.
That was none other than a skill.
Fendal was none other than the only skill user in the current Demonic Palace.
Even though not everyone, even the nobles, could benefit from the skill, Fendal was chosen by such a god to master the skill.
This was a big reason why Fendal was able to stand on a different level from the conquerors of the Demonic Palace, and it also played a significant role in raising his pride.
So that he would think of himself as a much greater figure than a knight or an average nobleman.
One side is a blazing fire.
On one side is a bouncing lightning bolt.
Eventually, it was Fendal who moved first.
Pajik!
Fendal, which was fired leaving behind a trail of lightning, was much faster than before.
As the sword, with green sparks flying out of it, swung towards Krashu, Krashu also moved his sword at the same time.
Chaeng, Chaeng, Chaeng!
Sparks and flames exploded in all directions amidst the continuous noise.
Fendal’s onslaught was so strong that it was invisible to the naked eye.
The sparks that exploded at the same time flashed the surroundings each time, showing a threat.
But Krasch was not behind him.
Krashu’s sword was almost prescient, blocking wherever Fendal’s sword was heading.
It was thanks to the blunt sword combined with my sixth sense.
The emerald eyes of Lacradion, the light of the Demonic Palace, who were watching the scene, turned wide.
‘A dull sword?’
The blunt sword is not something that can be learned overnight.
In particular, blunt swords were difficult to handle even for prosecutors with a lot of experience.
This is because dull swords are a sword technique that can only be achieved by accumulating a lot of experience.
Krasch looks like he is not even an adult yet.
But it’s a blunt sword.
Lacradion could not believe this scene even when he saw it with his own eyes.
What on earth is that boy?
And so was Fendal, who was fighting against it.
He’s blocking all of his swords in a way that’s almost predictable.
I couldn’t believe it.
Clearly, he was ahead of Krasch in both Aura and speed.
However, the sword never once touched Krashu’s body, and all that power was wasted.
Aside from the difficult swordsmanship of a dull sword, the fact that Krashu was following him straight enraged him.
Could it be that his skills have rusted because he has been creating a gang all this time?
The fact that I couldn’t overpower even one little kid like this made me angry.
So Fendal changed his thoughts.
What you are doing now is not trampling on the bud.
It was a moment when I had to fight with all my might to face the truly strong.
Pajik!
A streak of lightning ran down his arm.
Additionally, the aura on his arm also accelerated him even further.
If you keep blocking with a blunt sword.
‘I will smash you like a sword.’
Like a wolf biting off its opponent’s neck.
With a burst of sparks, Fendal’s sword swooped towards Krashu.
Lacradion was astonished when he saw the sword with tremendous power, as if telling him to block it.
That crazy guy swung his sword with the intention of killing Valheim’s direct lineage.
The moment when Lacradion was about to step forward.
In her eyes, she saw Krasch quietly taking a breath.
It was that moment.
Black flames rose from Krashu’s sword and collided with Fendal’s sword at a speed that was completely different from before.
That was clearly a swing that went far beyond Krasch’s limits.
Quaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa
Lightning and fire collided, creating a fierce storm.
“Whoa?!”
“Kwaaaak!”
While the onlookers were caught in the storm and were rolling around on the floor, Lacradion was watching the scene without blinking an eye.
In the smoke, Krasch was moving at a speed far beyond Fendal’s perception.
Fendal quickly tried to stop Krasch, but it was already too late.
When his arms were unable to withstand Krasch’s force and were wide open, Krasch hit him in the chin without hesitation.
Flutter!
The moment Fendal, whose brain was shaken by the impact from his jaw, let go of his sword, Krashu stepped on his chest as he fell.
thud!
“Oops!”
Then, the sword was pointed in front of Fendal’s neck, who fell to the floor.
At the same time, as the smoke slowly began to clear, people took in the sight one by one.
“Fendal, did you lose?”
Everyone looked at the scene with disbelief.
Fendal, who reigned as king in the Demonic Palace, was defeated by a boy who was not even an adult at most.
Those who knew Fendal’s skills were greatly shocked by that fact.
“Is this really Valheim?”
“It looks like Fendal can’t help it.”
“Tsk, tsk, he was so condescending, but he’s also the same person who conquered the Demonic Palace, so I had some expectations. “It’s like this.”
At the same time, they soon began to chip away at Fendal one by one.
This was because there were many people who did not look favorably on Fendal, who reigned in the Demonic Palace.
No matter how hard you struggle, it seems like there is nothing you can do about Valheim.
While they were shaking their heads, Lacradion opened his mouth slightly.
Lacradion, who had seen the whole scene with his own eyes, knew that the battle between Krashu and Fendal should not only be about blood differences.
Black flames rose from Krashu.
I know because she once wandered around the world.
The flames were close to a curse.
‘That kid.’
I did not walk the path that ordinary knights and nobles walked.
The ominous flame was a terrible form that contained a curse to oneself, suppressed it, and exploded.
‘how.’
She looked at Krasch blankly.
A fighting style derived from experience with a dull sword, and even flames created by pressing a curse.
Krasch showed only the things that can be achieved by cutting one’s own body.
Since he was just a boy from Valheim, I thought he must have grown stronger by learning things like his natural body and secret techniques.
However, what he showed now was very far from his natural body and secret skills.
Looking at it, Lacradion remembered the sword he was swinging.
Did you put in the effort to cut yourself to that level at that age?
No, is it still the same now?
Lacradion’s fist clenched.
Was the effort he made in the past, when he was stuck in the wall of becoming a master and unable to advance, really worth the effort to overcome the wall?
In this way, there was no difference between Fendal and himself.
I’m embarrassed.
At the same time, I wanted to swing the sword.
At this moment, it is a sword solely for moving forward.
It was the moment when a prosecutor had a dream again in front of the sparring shown by a boy.
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