Episode 242
“Why are there so many people?”
I looked around and muttered that.
It was a question I was saying to myself, but of course I asked it to our Chainsaw.
But why is there no answer?
“Mr. Lorcan.”
“… huh?”
Chainscythe was thinking something strange, and was in a daze before answering belatedly.
I waved my palm in front of the half-released chain scythe.
“what’s the matter? “I was completely absorbed in it.”
“… … .”
“Are you really nervous?”
“no.”
As a man who worked in a business where being looked down upon would kill him, the answer to these questions came back as a conditioned reflex.
However, his complexion was pale and his lips were dry, which did not look normal even to the mutt next door.
“Why were you so scared?”
“I’m not afraid… … . Phew.”
Chainscythe, who was about to deny it again, changed his expression and said.
“no. It’s as you said. Now I’m nervous. “You could say I was scared.”
“So why are you doing that?”
“My target clan also came to watch this promotion match.”
“clan?”
“excuse me.”
There was a group of people sitting in the direction where the chain scythe was looking.
Somehow, they seemed like heroes, but their facial expressions and demeanor were ghastly. The attire also reminded me of southern warriors for some reason.
A flag sticking out between them.
The pattern engraved there is… … .
“Message?”
Chainscythe nodded.
“It is [Desert Scorpion]. “It’s a hero clan that mainly operates in the South.”
“okay?”
I think I’ve seen it a few times, but I’m not familiar with it at all.
It’s not strange.
The mercenaries who collaborated with the hero were at least Grade A or higher. As someone who struggled as a B-class hero until just before his death, it was natural that I barely got to see it.
“We once performed a mission together. It was extraordinary. Not only the ability to carry out operations, but also improvisation, cooperation, and basic judgment skills… … . It was on a different level from the mercenary Naburangi. But what surprised me more than anything was their way of thinking.”
“Way of thinking?”
“There was a member of the religious order that I had been tracking for a month. If you add up the time when we first heard the clue, it might be about half a year. This means that it is a game that Heros has put a lot of effort into hunting down for a long time. But while I was tracking down that church member, I joined in the middle and ended up falling into a trap.”
I crossed my arms and waited silently for the next words.
“Do you know what the mercenary industry values most?”
“Mission accomplished.”
“… … .”
“It doesn’t matter how many people die or how many dozens are injured. “Clients, brokers, and even executors have the same thoughts.”
“okay.”
Chainscythe nodded.
“I was prepared to die. I too have abandoned my colleagues in the face of missions several times, so I thought it was my turn now. However, those desert scorpion heroes prioritized rescuing me without a moment of hesitation. “I don’t care if any traces of my membership disappear.”
“… … .”
“It started from then. “I lost interest in the mercenary profession and started looking for heroes.”
So, it meant that it was the moment when my admiration sprouted.
“They’ve probably already forgotten about me. Still, I want to join the Desert Scorpions. “I would like to stand on equal footing with them and formally express my gratitude for what happened then.”
Chain Scythe suddenly laughed like a crazy person and asked.
“It’s a funny idea for a mercenary, isn’t it?”
“no. “Isn’t it cool?”
“what?”
I grinned.
At least the current Chain Scythe had a much more wonderful dream than Luan Badniker in his previous life.
Yes.
You can become a hero even without protection.
Why didn’t I know even the simple facts at that time?
“Cheer up, Mr. Lorcan. “I will sincerely support you.”
And I saw three A-list heroes facing us today.
There were three people in total, one man and one woman.
One of them was a man with a coat draped over his shoulders that looked like something you’d see in the West, and a cigar in his mouth… … .
The thing strapped to my waist was clearly a piece of equipment called a [gun].
Western part of the Empire.
It is a place with bad security in a different sense than the south. It is also the area where Ulqa, called [the worst city in history], is located.
Due to the characteristics of the region, scientific development was far ahead of other regions.
Of course, perhaps as a side effect, dozens or hundreds of forces… … . So, it is a place where people who call themselves gangs are intricately intertwined.
The main weapon used in that chaotic area is a gun.
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It’s a weapon that even a child can kill a knight with just a flick of a finger.
‘But would that weapon be effective in a match between top-tier opponents?’
I tilted my head slightly, but I guess I didn’t get the A-level spot in vain.
The other person was a woman with a fierce-looking appearance, and looking at her pointed ears, she seemed to be a fairy.
There was no object that looked like a weapon… The attire consisted of only one thin piece of cloth, so there seemed to be no place to hide.
At first glance, I had no idea how they would fight.
And one last one.
The person standing in the center of them had a face I knew very well.
Heero Badniker.
“-Baron Chedrak, the ghost. “On the off stage.”
At that time, a dry voice was heard.
The third promotion match began without any starting signal.
Baron Chedrak, who was called, stepped onto the off-stage.
Accordingly, among the A-class heroes, a person with a gun appeared.
“Gunslinger Rockhead.”
“Do you know me? “A nobleman.”
“exactly. “I know all the famous A-list heroes.”
“I see.”
Phew, said the gunman, exhaling thick smoke from his cigar.
“Start.”
“Can I attack first?”
“of course. There is a custom for the third exam. “The challenger’s first attack is to be responded to without drawing a weapon.”
“It seems like it’s quite a disadvantage for you.”
The Baron said as he looked at the revolver strapped to the gunman’s waist.
I also thought the same, so this battle was interesting.
The Baron’s level was by no means low, and I was curious about how the gunman would respond after giving up the first strike.
The gunman said, still smoking his cigar.
“Would you like to try it?”
“Of course. “Excuse me?”
It was right after.
With the sound of “fit,” the Baron became a flash of light and lunged at the gunman.
However, his posture was a bit strange.
He was running while holding the pole with both hands, in a posture as if he was pulling a cart.
‘It’s not a stabbing?’
Why not use an attack that can maximize the benefits of the spear weapon at this golden opportunity?
There’s probably another plan… … .
And as expected, when the gap between the two narrowed to about five steps.
Pop.
The Baron’s spear was broken in two.
Of course it wasn’t broken, and from the beginning it looked like it had a structure that could be separated into two halves.
Because of this, the Baron’s weapon changed from a javelin to two thin clubs in an instant.
“Seuuuu-.”
For a moment, the sight of air being sucked into the Baron’s mouth seemed to be captured with the naked eye.
The clubs held in both hands began to strike.
Ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-ba-bak!
It is a movement similar to beating a drum. The attack speed is so fast that you can’t even see your hands.
I realized a few other things as well.
‘The protection has been activated?’
baron. That man was also a descendant of a great family.
The storm-like offensive was clearly threatening.
The wind and waves were enough to reach me, who was standing far away.
but… … .
“Are we finished?”
“… … !”
The gunman opened his mouth in a calm voice. Not only was there no scar, but even the appearance of his clothes had not changed.
The only thing that changed was one thing.
“You put out your cigarette. Good work.”
Almost at the same time as the sound, bang! A voice rang out.
“… “Keuuk.”
The Baron’s body collapsed.
Pussy… … .
Smoke flowed from the gun in the gunman’s hand.
“It’s a rubber bullet, so you won’t die. ah. “I’m going to get some bruises.”
“… … .”
I narrowed my eyes slightly.
How many of the people present here can accurately capture the true story of that person?
‘It’s like the swordsmanship practiced by a swordsman who has reached the peak.’
Shoulders, elbows, wrists, and above all, fingers. That gunman could probably dent steel with just the strength of his fingers.
In any case, the Baron’s defeat was decided in an instant… … .
The heroes sitting on the flexible seats recorded the results.
To be honest, I don’t know the evaluation criteria, but I don’t think I would give this match such a high score.
‘It’s definitely a different level for Class A.’
I think I understand why the country keeps a group called Heros in check.
It has at least a hundred such monsters, and if you add the S-class heroes above them, its total strength can never be considered below the imperial family.
“Rokhan of the Chain Scythe. “On the off stage.”
The strict man in the flexible seat called my name again.
The opponent still seemed to be a gunfighter, but only then did I understand the format of this promotion match.
There are six of us and there are three opponents.
In other words, one A-class hero judged two people.
Of course, the second turn seemed more advantageous than the first… … .
Perhaps, given the penalty, wouldn’t there be more points on the first turn?
“Fight well.”
“okay.”
A chain scythe with a stern face stepped onto the non-stage.
The gunman had just taken out a new cigar and was smoking it.
“Are you a mercenary?”
“That’s right.”
“What about weapons? ah. “What does a chain scythe mean?”
“… … .”
Is this an obvious provocation?
Is his personality like that?
Fortunately, our chain scythe did not get angry or lose its temper.
“Please do me a favor.”
“hmm.”
While the Chainscythe was fighting, I was also trying to figure out how to fight the Gunslinger.
There was no particular trick that came to mind.
The reason the gunman won the fight against the baron by a landslide was not because he had a well-planned strategy, but because the difference in level was stark from the beginning.
For example, at the last moment, the gunman didn’t even need to fire.
Even if he had just fed the chestnuts with his fingers, the Baron would have fallen unconscious.
‘Physical abilities may be equal, or I may have a slight advantage… … .’
The instantaneous speed when firing quickly easily exceeds the maximum speed I can achieve.
So, if a gunman and I fight, wouldn’t the game be decided in an instant?
If I react to the gunman’s rapid fire, I win.
If you can’t react, that guy wins.
Kkwagwagwang!
At that time, a loud noise occurred on the off-stage.
I wondered what was going on, but the chain scythe was swinging the chain in its hand like a whip, destroying the non-stage.
“… … .”
It looked like I was about to go out of my mind, but in reality, that wasn’t the case.
I had a vague idea of the strategy adopted by Chainscythe, and thought it was a pretty good idea.
And the heroes sitting in the flexible seats are probably thinking similarly.
The chain scythe that destroyed the stage stepped on the shattered ground and swung its chain.
“Hmm.”
The gunman easily dodged the attack, but the collapsed rain stage limited his range of movement.
To make matters worse, there was no good place to step, so the moment he stumbled slightly, the chain wrapped around the gunman’s right hand.
The gunman then pulled out the gun with his left hand… Before the chain scythe could even aim, it quickly hid behind the overturned fragments of the non-stage as a barrier.
‘Smart?’
Should I call him a mercenary?
In an instant, he understood the characteristics of the gun and turned the battlefield to his advantage.
For a gunman who can only attack in a straight line, this type of battlefield is extremely disadvantageous.
Because there are many places to hide.
On the other hand, depending on the level of skill, the chains handled by the chain scythe can be attacked from any angle, without restrictions, like a whip.
This means that if you use the non-stage debris scattered everywhere as a barrier, you can continuously carry out a one-sided attack.
For a strategy I came up with on the spot, it’s pretty good.
That’s it!
Even the gunman’s right arm was chained.
Of course, because you can’t use your dominant hand, there are bound to be flaws in not only the speed with which you draw the gun, but also your accuracy rate.
If you waste time like this, make your opponent impatient, and then exploit the gap at the crucial moment, you can win.
“Hmph!”
That’s the moment.
The chained gunman’s right arm revealed bulging tendons, and the muscles swelled to the point where the chains clattered.
Immediately afterwards, the gunman grabbed the chain with his bare hands and began pulling it.
“… … !”
The power was so outrageous that Rokhan’s body, slightly caught off guard, was lifted up in the air.
“Come on.”
The gunman laughed and punched Lorcan in the face with his left fist.
Bah!
“Ugh… … !”
The chain scythe let out its breath and rolled around on the floor.
“Are you still conscious? “I guess it’s because it’s my left hand.”
the gunman asked, shaking off the chains tied to his right arm.
“Do you want to fight more?”
“… no. “I lost.”
“okay. “It was a good fight.”
Chainscythe nodded… … .
Surprisingly, this time there was even brief applause from all over the place.
In my opinion, he fought much better than the Baron.
Thanks to his actual combat experience as a mercenary, he was able to fight quite well.
What Chainscythe overlooked was the gunman’s basic physical ability.
Is it because they use guns as weapons?
At first glance, you may be mistaken as thinking that your physical abilities are not very high, but… In fact, it’s quite the opposite.
The gunman’s body was as well trained as that of any top-notch warrior.
“He fought well.”
“… thanks.”
He gave a thumbs up to the returned chain scythe, then turned his attention back to the off-stage.
I can’t wait to see who the next A-level hero will be.
‘I was the fifth, and Heero was my opponent… … .’
Perhaps this time, a female hero with a fierce-looking appearance will appear.
The flow of the confrontation was more interesting than I thought.
It was quite fun to be able to see the level of an A-class hero in person.
As I was thinking about that, I briefly met Hiiro’s gaze… … .
“hmm?”
Somehow, I felt a slight sense of discomfort.
A face that has completely lost its usual languid expression.
Sunken eyes and expressionless face.
That combination reminded me of someone.
‘… Iron Blood Ball?’
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