286. Immortal Madman
As soon as he finished speaking, a sharp spear blade fell on his head.
It was a vertical thrust. Rem kicked the ground. He swung to the side, and the spear followed him as if it had eyes.
It changed direction arbitrarily in the air.
‘Lowering weapon?’
Without even having time to question it, Rem swung the axe.
The ax held in the right hand struck the spear shaft, and the left ax was turned sideways to block the spear blade with its wide side.
Land, hit!
Half was a success, half a failure.
I blocked the spear blade, but it broke my cracked ribs.
Instead, I broke the spear pole, so it could be considered half a success.
‘I was fooled.’
It was not a descending weapon. A descending weapon was something like a relic brought down from the West.
Of course, it is a completely different weapon from the relics mentioned on this continent.
There was no way that down weapon could have broken this easily.
They had predicted that it was a downward weapon and had struck it on purpose. I was planning to sever the ‘connection’ with this blow.
A down weapon is a weapon that essentially requires a connection with its owner.
“Thank you.”
The word “hold on” was omitted.
A Westerner appeared in Rem’s eyes.
“What are you?”
Rem asked. It was absurd. I could feel this blow just by looking at it.
‘Is it strong?’
Strength, speed, and even techniques to target the opponent.
All of them are excellent.
He was not at the level of a clumsy mercenary.
“What do you ask when you stand in a battlefield where people die and die?”
The other person answered. He says this by tapping my shoulder with his characteristic javelin.
It was a relaxed attitude.
His appearance was unique. A leather breastplate covering the chest, leather protectors covering from shins to thighs, and even protectors covering the backs of hands and shoulders in the same manner.
It’s like the whole body is covered with leather.
The hair is gray, but half of the face is full of wrinkles and the other half is as white as a child.
It was an unnatural look to anyone.
The guy let go of the spear he was tapping on his shoulder. Instead of falling to the ground, the spear stopped at the level of his knees and floated in the air.
‘What kind of modification is this?’
What is that again?
‘technology?’
It wasn’t a spell or witchcraft. No, although it had the feel of magic, I couldn’t feel any magic power from the spear itself.
So, it wasn’t even a weapon, but it was just me floating in the air.
There was no benefit in showing weakness, so Rem raised her left arm and subtly covered her side.
There was pain, but if I couldn’t bear this much, I would have fallen already.
“Let’s go nicely.”
“Where? At home? Why? What can I give you?”
Rem, out of habit, moved his mouth and looked for an opportunity. Every time I tried to suddenly throw the ax, the opponent changed the position of his feet.
More than anything, the window floating in the air was annoying. It wouldn’t be strange if something floating within a certain radius of its body flew straight into it.
‘Where did something like this come out of nowhere?’
A little while ago, my ribs were torn apart by three wolf beasts.
Although it may seem like it ends easily, it is a bloody fight.
Right now, the cultist wolf bishop is so angry that he lost the magical beast he was raising.
But the magic wasn’t the problem.
“I’ll take your tongue out.”
Hung.
As soon as he finished speaking, a javelin flew out.
The left hand is not in front of the right knee, but is slightly turned behind the back.
I pictured the trajectory of the javelin in my mind. Rem swung the axe.
It was an ax strike that Encred said often looked like a beam of light.
bang!
When a loud noise erupted and one of the javelins flew out, Rem felt a shock that made her hands tremble.
Afterwards, the spear floating in the air flew out.
It’s not even a weapon, but you use it like that?
I couldn’t get an answer right now. Rem swung the ax repeatedly.
Ta-da-da-dan!
The spear blade and the ax blade met, creating a red flame in the air. Sparks flew and generated heat.
As if I had forgotten about the cold, my whole body began to sweat.
The warmth of the heated stone I had placed in my arms was bothersome.
Ta-da-da-da-da-da-da-dan!
Meanwhile, the spear retreated and stabbed repeatedly.
No matter how many times I hit it, it came back and flew at me again.
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When Rem blocked the spear blade about eighty times, he struck the ground with his left foot and broke the embedded stone.
With a pop, a piece of broken stone flew forward.
Among them, a thick rock blocked the gap between the two.
puck!
The spearhead pierced the stone and stopped. This briefly limited the movement of the spear, and then struck the remaining spear blade with the ax in his right hand to change its direction.
Finally, he threw the ax in his left hand.
The ax in his left hand instantly reached the enemy’s head.
It seemed like it would stop by splitting the head like usual, but the ax stopped in midair.
Suddenly, the ax blade and handle trembled.
“I was wondering what you were using earlier.”
Rem, who finally realized this, spoke.
The other person tilted his head and said.
“Was it half-sized?”
With pale skin that did not match the white hair, Rem knew who the other person was.
Actually, I noticed it right away.
“A madman who chases immortality, a madman who never ages, right?”
“Knowing won’t save you.”
It was said with a gentle smile. It’s a smile full of grotesqueness. Since he looked like that, it was natural.
Rem remembered a story she had heard during her time in the tribe, but put it aside.
“In the half seat that I didn’t learn properly, how many were there on the left? Two? Three?”
the other person asked.
It was cracked and two of my ribs came out because I overexerted myself.
At least this is what I was able to do with my muscles. If anything had gone wrong, the broken bone would have pierced my lungs or organs and gone into the bone.
Also, I couldn’t refute what he said was half-hearted.
It was true.
Rem developed and learned some of the skills he learned from the tribe in his own way.
Other than that, I gave up what I really needed to learn and receive.
So it’s half price.
“He hasn’t even mastered the art of martial arts properly. He doesn’t even have a soul.”
Weeeeeeeee.
He said and took out a small metal bullet from his pocket.
The shape of a green beast appeared around his left arm.
‘Ah, witchcraft.’
That too is spiritualism.
That left arm must have had the strength of a beast in addition to its original strength.
The simple stone in my hand felt like an enormous threat.
Rem thought for a moment. He’s a strongman, he’s a witch, he’s a god, he’s got a broken rib, and his left ankle is a bit strained from blocking two spear blades, but put that aside.
‘Are you planning to kill me?’
All you have to do is risk your life and fight.
However, is it necessary?
At first glance, he appears to be an ignorant warrior who does not know how to retreat, but Rem was a human being who lived the world as he pleased.
therefore.
“hey.”
Open your mouth and speak. The ageless madman, the bastard who annihilated a tribe in the West and stole all their vision and ran away, answered.
“why?”
“See you later.”
“……what?”
Rem took out two fist-sized beads wrapped in paper from her arms.
Pang!
As soon as he saw that, the opponent threw the javelin.
Separately from the flying javelin, the marble that Rem took out exploded with a pop.
A gray smoke billowed up quickly, obscuring the view.
Whoop!
The javelin passed through the smoke, but soon it was announced that it had shattered a tree with a ‘thud, boom’ sound.
“This guy?”
The immortal barbarian listened. The opponent was also a skilled hunter at chasing sounds.
Originally, hunters were as good at hiding as they were at chasing.
But giving up was also ridiculous.
The immortal madman closed his eyes and opened them.
Soon his eyes turned blue.
It was witchcraft.
As the spell achieved through magical power was activated, the madman’s eyes pierced through the obstacle.
“Try running away.”
The madman moved his body. “I was following the traces my eyes found.”
His steps were not slow at all compared to Rem.
* * *
“Are you coming to have fun?”
It was a question that was almost like talking to myself. All members of the company nodded in agreement with Encred’s words.
“It will come when the time is right.”
Encred didn’t worry about Rem. It wasn’t because I couldn’t afford it right now.
That’s Rem.
A great man who gave rise to the nicknames Mad Savage and Mad Company.
“He might have just gone to the land where he lived.”
Saxony said something meaningless. It sounded like wishful thinking.
The two had a really friendly relationship.
Isn’t it so worrying that you say it’s gone?
“Yeah, it’s nothing to worry about.”
I said this while polishing my sword.
“…Me? Worried?”
Saxony was on the verge of death.
If I say one word wrong here, I’m going to get really into trouble.
“Hehe, I guess Brother Savage is taking a nap somewhere.”
Audin roughly sorted things out.
worry? There was no such thing.
Encred thought about Rem.
‘It will come when the time comes.’
That’s the kind of guy he was originally.
It will come to you after playing well.
Upon returning to headquarters, I found out that Kreis’s operation was a huge success.
Sinar decapitated four commanders, and the cultists lost some of their supplies.
“Rem? Let’s see where it comes from.”
This is what Kreis said in the absence of the gray-haired barbarian.
Even though he is a man who says meeting him is ominous and makes him anxious, he is like this.
Encred also thought that he could still do his own thing.
He did so.
I watched and recognized the situation going forward.
“few?”
“As intended.”
It’s Graham’s barracks again.
In the first place, who would win if there was an all-out war with both armies?
“Who is it, Azpen?”
The guy who was just watching will completely wipe out this area.
Therefore, the army that went to the Green Pearl cannot be taken out.
On the contrary, they are asking for reinforcements to be sent there.
That means Azpen’s garrison is an aggressive point.
If you make a mistake, they attack you.
So this was the only way.
Kreis had to disintegrate the Black Blade and Cultist armies with minimal losses.
‘There is no need to kill them all.’
It breaks their morale and makes them withdraw. All you have to do is buy time. It was something that had to be done while preserving as much of our troops’ strength as possible.
It’s the best move for that.
Both strike before attacking. Afterwards, there is no choice but to lead to an all-out war.
Just one battle.
Through that battle, the enemy retreats and collapses.
You have to let it collapse on its own and retreat. It is a condition for that.
“One, break the sword prepared by the enemy. This must be done by the captain.”
Kryis pondered for several days what he would do if he were the commander of the Black Blade and the leader of the cult.
This was the answer I came up with later.
They are conscious of a company of madmen. I don’t know his exact skills, but he must have prepared his secret weapon, Hanatsumyun.
If you face it without even preparing, it will be a huge blow.
‘It forces them to engage in all-out war.’
The two units, which had been slowed down by their supply breakdown and loss of their commander, would unite.
At the same time, you will also know that this is not a long-drawn-out fight.
As for Encred’s presence there.
‘It’s enough to drag it out.’
“Two, Viscount Tarnin must die.”
Cut off the justification.
“Three, we must run to the Green Pearl as soon as the battle is over.”
It was like saying that it had to end before Azpen moved.
“If you fail, I will bury all your bones here.”
Graham said.
Kreis himself would not bury his bones no matter what, but he nodded roughly.
Anyway, it was true that many people had to risk their lives to fight.
Instead of requisitioning the surrounding villages, the cultists who had lost some of their supplies, as Kreis had intended, joined the Black Blade main force.
The armies of the Black Blade and the Cultists gathered together and began to advance towards the wide plain.
The Border Guard standing army moved forward, leaving behind the walls.
Holding on defensively was the same as telling Azpen to give me a happy smack on the back of my head because I was empty.
They had to get out.
A cool breeze blew and carried dust between the two units.
There, in the dark sky and dry, frozen ground, the two armies faced each other.
“We have to win.”
It’s a company of crazy people gathered around the center of the stage.
Kreis also came out. Since I had to run away if the battle went down anyway, I had to stay close to Encred.
Encred guessed what was going on, but left it at that.
I thought it was a reasonable principle of action.
‘We have to win.’
Encred pondered Chryce’s words. He figured that if he had to win, it didn’t necessarily have to be him.
In the end, all you have to do is show a winning fight.
A few thoughts passed through my mind for a moment, but I didn’t say anything to Kreis.
From now on, it was time for those who held the sword.
It was the moment to step forward.
Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da! Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da!
It was the enemy army. Someone came out on a horse and threw something into the middle of the two units.
It was just barely out of range of the arrow.
“What is that again?”
Vengeance frowned and muttered to himself.
“Pick it up.”
Then he immediately gave an order.
One of the scouts rode up and picked it up.
It soon came into Encred’s hands.
It was a familiar weapon. Ragna said while looking at the ax he had picked up.
“It’s a barbarian’s keepsake.”
“Well, I will make a grave and bury you. Then we will bury you together.”
Ragnar and Saxony said one word at a time.
In times like this, my hands and feet are aligned again.
There were a few soldiers who recognized the axe, and among them there were also soldiers who noticed Rem’s absence.
Some troops were agitated.
“What? Is Captain Rem dead?”
“No, they said they set fire to the barracks of cult members a few days ago…”
“He didn’t return at that time.”
“Aren’t you on another mission?”
“Is there anything more urgent than this?”
Encrud looked at the axe, listening to the sounds around him through one ear.
The blade was worn out a lot and there were many ugly dents.
It looked like a rough fight.
“I think I’m going to have some fun.”
Encred said.
“You can just assume he’s dead.”
This time Dunbakhel muttered. They are all very sincere people.
They all spoke in a tone that felt earnestly sincere.
Encred listened and listened to the story with one ear, keeping an eye on the other person.
One side is full of wolf demons, and the other side is full of human troops.
It is an alliance unit between the Black Sword and the Cultists.
Among them, Viscount Tarnin came out wearing chain armor and shouted.
“I myself will cut off the heads of the rebels and present them to the king! Cut off the heads of those who dared to rebel!”
He spoke and raised his sword high.
The voice was good. It was a pretty loud voice. It may have been spread widely, possibly using magic tools.
However, no one moved.
“That idiot.”
Kreis cursed the pig, which had no value other than its cause.
fantasy,
