240. Veda.
Saxony pulled away as soon as he was out of the sight of the guy named Swallow. He didn’t need to give anyone specific advice.
‘Savage bastard.’
Every time he disappears, he notices his popularity. Although it is half a sign of recognition, it is also a great cognitive ability.
There is no sound and no sight.
As I was digging through the bushes, the bushes shook as much as a bee was sitting on them.
Saxony used his skills to move, and it was no problem to avoid the eyes of the idiot named Jebikal.
That’s how I infiltrated the place where the hostage group was being held.
This is thanks to my diligent footwork as soon as I was out of sight.
‘It’s not something I would do without a price.’
I haven’t received any requests through the guild or personally, so am I trying too hard?
The brief question that arose within me disappeared as quickly as it appeared.
The body moved first.
It’s an unfamiliar experience, but it’s not that bad.
Anyway, now I’m a member of the Mad Company.
As I entered the abandoned cabin.
“how?”
Belle recognized Saxony and asked back.
“well.”
After giving a short answer, Saxony cut the strings that bound Belle’s wrists and ankles.
With a few more moves of his dagger, the bound people quickly found their freedom.
Saxony then led them to the back of the cabin. It is a place with a small side room.
Why are you going to a tight place?
When everyone was questioning with their eyes, Belle, who entered first, asked.
“Did you break through the wall?”
Instead of answering, Saxony pointed outside.
Instead of going in and out through the door, the back of the hut was split with a sword to create a new entrance.
It’s like having a back door.
The ability to cut the wall easily is thanks to the unique magic weapon he has, but there is no reason to explain that. I have no obligation to answer that question.
Saxony did its job.
“scram.”
I made a separate move because I didn’t think the other person would keep his promise. Getting rid of these first will also be helpful to the captain who has a broken head.
Now it will be important not to be seen.
If you don’t want to kill the woman who was hugged by that unlucky guy laughing, that’s right.
‘The captain said he would protect it.’
I will help you do that.
Puck thought that Saxony was not something that suited him.
‘It’s about saving people’s lives, not killing them.’
How incongruous this is.
And that too without receiving any compensation.
But this is what my captain wanted.
After rescuing all the hostages, I glanced out the window to see where the fight was going.
Just before the giant rushed forward and the soft sword advanced like a snake and pierced his back, Encred’s body moved. It was at that moment that I saw Saxony.
* * *
I put my left hand on the charging shield and exploded my heart with mighty power.
I tried to hold on with my strength, but then pushed it aside.
Then the power contained in the shield flowed to the side.
After that, something fell vertically. It was a sword swung from top to bottom by a mixed-race giant. This is a continuation following the shield attack.
In addition, there is a sharp force that stabs you in the back.
Encred shed his shield, blocked the end of the soft sword with his pauldron, and changed his stance by putting his right foot behind his left.
It is a technique of flowing with the body learned from Audin.
He moved like that and swung his sword. The moment he encountered the sword he struck upward and struck down, he relaxed half of his strength and let go.
It’s a corpse. It all spills out. The results of the training paid off.
And all of this happened in just half a breath.
Thump, thump, thump! Chiri riri ring!
Push away the shield, block the soft sword with the pauldron, and shed the sword.
Sparks flew, but the impact was minor because all of it was shed. In other words, there is room left for the next move.
After finishing all the movements, Encred kicked the half-blood giant’s shin with his toe.
Perfect!
The giant withstood it, pulled his shield, and swung it like a blunt weapon.
Then the Yeongeom aimed at the back again.
Encred calmly parried, blocked, and let go.
What can I say?
It was a movement that was faithful to the basics, but strangely enough, there were no gaps.
How does that happen?
A question remained in Jebikal’s head, but there was no question about the mixed race giant.
She understood the other person’s movements the moment she saw them.
‘Faster, stronger, more flexible.’
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If you move and anticipate faster than your opponent and have faster and superior strength than him, then this kind of movement is possible.
‘ah.’
His own methods were being read. The mixed-blood giant almost got drunk in the fight again. But it just wasn’t possible.
“Take this!”
Jebikal shouted from behind.
Let’s go!
A hostage was flying overhead, so pale that he couldn’t even scream.
It is a throwing weapon aimed precisely at Encred. A very difficult throwing weapon that cannot be thrown away because it is alive.
The hem of the skirt is damp, as if the weapon had urinated.
In slow time, the fixed gaze turned to the side. He sees flying hostages and swallows in his sights.
Before I knew it, the soft sword was aiming for my ankle like a snake.
Encred’s body completely reversed.
The mixed race giant had to wield either a shield or a sword.
Isn’t this the position for that?
Why did they intentionally fight over Encred?
For this, for this moment, even though I was played by that wicked tongue.
Still, the hand didn’t move.
Encred saw the approaching soft sword and responded by kicking it with the tip of his boot.
The tip of the boot was cut off, but the toe was intact.
Afterwards, the flying hostage was gently caught and hugged.
He catches it with a tap, sheds the weight with his knees, and rotates to shake off the extra strength.
If it were like a competition to catch a flying human, I would have won right away.
“Are you okay?”
When asked after that, Juri, who was making marmalade, still couldn’t open her mouth.
It’s because I was quite surprised.
“I can’t do it.”
It was a voice heard from behind at that time. These were the words of a husky mixed-breed giant.
“Is that so?”
Encred glanced back and spoke indifferently.
“Uh, I can’t do it.”
She nodded.
I didn’t want a fight like this. This is not an opponent to kill like this. She was told to kill him, but she didn’t let go of her hand willingly.
‘This is not it.’
My head says no, but my heart tells me to do it.
I know I shouldn’t do this, but I just can’t help it.
The mixed race giant gave up. No one knew, but at the same time, it felt like I had given up on my life.
Because it was an act no different from suicide.
but.
‘I don’t think I’ll regret it.’
The giant thought and bit his hand. He had no intention of fighting any more.
“You crazy bitch!”
Then Jebikal shouted. But she jumped behind her as if that was no surprise.
I wondered where I was going, and it turned out to be towards the cabin where the hostages were gathered. His feet were very fast. Encrid had the means to restrain his opponent’s feet.
You can throw a dagger or rush at it.
Even if you can’t stop it completely, it will buy you some time, and if you’re lucky, you might be able to prevent it from reaching the cabin.
But there was no need for that.
Swallow opened the hut door. Encred watched the action silently.
The movements of the Yeongeom that I faced a little while ago remained in my eyes.
‘The tips of my boots are cut off.’
I tried to strike after dodging, but the tip of the sword was bent at an unexpected angle at the end.
What should I do next time I deal with him?
There were about seven methods that came to mind. The experience I have accumulated over the years has now blossomed and seeped into my body.
Pel put on the last button, but he had been doing it since before, and if he couldn’t put it on, he would sew it, and if he couldn’t sew it, he would even make a new button.
So it would not be a matter of expressing gratitude to Pell.
“… … “f*ck.”
Jebikal muttered.
It was natural for swear words to come out first.
The cabin will already be empty.
‘Because there is Saxony.’
Encred expected this. It may not be a swallow knife, though.
“Are you surprised?”
When Encred opened his mouth and tried to put down the hostage, the half-blood giant held out his hand.
“I won’t hurt you.”
Let alone hitting him in the back, he wouldn’t bother the hostage either.
It’s a natural thing.
Encred handed the woman to the half-blood giant. The giant gently placed her on her floor.
Encred walked towards the swallow.
Slowly, steadily.
Thanks to the rain, the floor was wet, and a muddy sound continued.
He turned his head back at the sound of boots hitting the floor.
“Stolen hostages? “You liar!”
Look at this? He is as shameless as Rem.
You suddenly put a knife in your back, are you a liar?
“The skin on your face is quite thick.”
There is no time to smile anymore.
Jebikal took a stance, holding his sword in one hand and the swinging soft sword in the other.
Encred put the tip of his sword behind his head and placed his hand next to his right ear.
It is a heavy swordsmanship and anger stance that kills with one strike.
“Cutting down a charging lion like cutting through solid steel.”
As Ragnar’s words came to mind, I naturally took a stance.
What should I do if the soft sword is tricky? What should I do if it attacks again even after I hit it? All I can do is cut it all down.
‘There is nothing in the world that cannot be cut. The reason I couldn’t cut it was because I wasn’t good enough. Or lack of equipment.’
These are Ragnar’s words.
He was crazy and lazy, but his genius was evident. I was lucky to learn sword fighting from him.
“Hey, I will definitely kill you.”
The swallow knife tings and says as he puts down the intact sword.
Kill me? how?
Encred was confident, not arrogant.
Jebikal is not my opponent.
I was able to deal with Shepherd Pel even before I met him.
If you had decided to kill someone while risking injury, you could have killed them.
Of course, that was a swallow knife before using a soft sword.
So, now?
I don’t lose. You can cut it. Cut it.
Repeated will planted a small seed in Encred’s heart.
It is an intangible strength learned through rejection. Even though it hasn’t sprouted yet, the seed has definitely been planted.
“try.”
Speaking of.
“Yeah, f*ck you bastard.”
The cornered guy puts his hand in his arms.
Tangam style? What are you trying to throw?
Encred’s prediction was wrong. What came out of the guy’s arms was a scroll.
Encred is a tool and artifact that I see for the first time in my life.
It was a very precious item called a scroll.
So, something that stores spells and activates them when needed.
Magic is mysterious and spells are strange.
“Blow it up!”
As he shouted, he threw a scroll over Encred.
Encred didn’t realize it was a scroll. It was natural since it was my first time seeing it.
However, my sixth sense warned me.
Something will happen in that scroll.
It happened.
Grumble!
The scroll burned and a huge fireball suddenly formed, which rushed downward.
It’s not as fast as an arrow, so it can be avoided.
Right before taking his stance, Encred had his surroundings planted in his mind.
‘What if I avoid it?’
A fireball will fly behind you. In its orbit, there is a mixed-race giant and a urinating woman.
What if the mixed-race giant explodes even if you block it with a shield?
The woman saved dies. Encred’s thinking accelerated.
I judged everything in an instant, came to a conclusion, and brought out the best I could from my angry stance.
Pop!
Run towards the approaching fireball.
The balance of the body moving with the sword raised, the hand holding the sword, and the feet while kicking the ground and swallowing breath.
Everything was integrated into one body.
Wow!
I thought I heard something like that.
Encred’s body seemed to blur and stretch like an afterimage.
At least it seemed that way in Jebikal’s eyes.
‘You idiot!’
Jebikal was confident of victory.
How could a swordsman lunge at a fireball with his bare body?
If it’s right, it’s over. It’s a slander. You won’t be able to stop yourself.
Although the half-blood giant bitch has retreated, she will not interfere.
The joy of victory, joy! The frustration caused by enduring the murder for a long time was combined with it.
Because it was also the moment when he was cornered and released, Jebikal’s accident also accelerated.
There was a moment when their thoughts intertwined.
This is when Encred’s stretched body reached the front of the fireball.
The most rational action taken in an angry stance came from Encred’s fingertips.
It was a heavy sword-style diagonal cut, with rotational force transmitted from the toes to the waist and hands around the left foot.
Huh!
Everything happened in an instant.
Saxony’s brow twitched as he watched the situation from the tree next to the cabin.
‘Cut me?’
A slash achieved by the sword starting from an angry stance.
The fireball flying along the diagonal space splits into two.
Split fireballs fell left and right around Encred.
pop! pop! Pretzel Gwang!
An explosion occurred. The wet dirt dried quickly and splattered in all directions.
Several stones that crackled and turned into sparks passed over Encred’s head and hit his back.
Encred, who had exerted so much strength, was in a position with his left knee on the ground. After briefly reflecting on the moment he cut down the fireball, Encred stood up.
“Um, Beine.”
To my admiration, it was too simple.
I thought it would be good if I cut it, and if I didn’t, it would burn a bit.
Maybe half my face was burned.
There was something more important to Encred than his appearance. Now is the time to not give up and not back down.
And so Encred casted his magic.
fantasy,
