297. Teresa and Bishop
“I don’t know you, but you know what?”
“Bless your sins to the one and only God, you bitch.”
Bishop Wolf said.
A group of demonic beasts moved according to the gesture.
About a dozen wolf beasts, led by two large wolves on the left and right, raised their heads.
Its yellow eyes shine and it drools. The exposed fangs looked like they would be capable of piercing the flesh of a giant or anything else.
Teresa didn’t move.
He was holding a shield in his left hand and his right hand was hanging down.
“There are so many interesting things in this world.”
Teresa said what she wanted to say.
“You hungry, you apostate, let’s see how beautiful your intestines are.”
He only said what I wanted to say.
Bishop Wolf snorted.
I will tear that hungry person to death right now.
I will cut off the limbs and take out the internal organs one by one and show them to you.
The bishop knows it is possible. He knew a Karl named Teresa. She was the one who used and used her abilities and skills.
“I like fighting.”
That’s crazy too.
The corners of the mouth twist inside the mask. It’s a smile. It was an expression made naturally, not meant to be seen by anyone.
Bishop Wolf had a natural expression.
Bishop Wolf did not listen to the words of the apostate bitch.
Nevertheless, Teresa said:
“Have you ever seen a giant fighting excitedly?”
does not exist.
Bishop Wolf’s eyes slowly began to turn yellow.
“You rotten bitch.”
The bishop remembered Teresa lying on his stomach, looking at him with a dull expression.
“Don’t think about dying in peace.”
“I’ll show.”
A short word becomes my will and shines.
When did it start? Was it after Encred cut off his hair, or was it after that?
Teresa did not humble her words.
But is the person in front of you worthy of respect? Oh, if it weren’t for those bastards, it would have been more difficult for him to escape from the embrace of the cult.
The author made me feel skeptical about life.
If only I had been a proper human being, I might have had faith instead of feeling skeptical.
Or rather, should I say he was a benefactor?
Since a benefactor must repay the favor, he could do so with his sword and shield.
All you have to do is give an Audin-style blessing.
Puddudddud.
The fur began to grow through the pores next to the yellow eyes of the opponent, the wolf bishop.
Even the sound of the hair breaking through the skin was so strong that it sounded strong.
“Off.”
The bishop groaned. Transformation is accompanied by pain. A werewolf with reason, that’s what the bishop is.
Tough hair sprouted from the bishop’s entire body, and both fingernails became long.
A total of eight jagged daggers, four claw daggers, were created.
It is a sharp and hard nail that can cut even a fairly refined knife.
Awww!
The changed bishop craned his neck and cried.
The lycanthrope also changed and let out a cry that made my stomach ache. Distract your mind. Sow fear.
Teresa was calm then and remains calm now. There was no facial expression even when the bishop took off his clothes.
There is no resentment. I don’t blame him for showing abnormal sexual desires towards me. At that time, that was his life.
So, now?
“It’ll be fun.”
It was rough and hoarse, but a pleasant voice rang out.
I like fighting Encred. Swinging a sword under him is also fun.
My blood is boiling. The blood of a giant flows through the veins.
‘ah.’
There are people whose reasons for living are power, money, success, and love.
Teresa found her reason for living.
That’s why I left school.
“I was born to fight.”
As soon as he finished speaking, two wolf beasts rushed to the left and right at the same time.
Teresa swung her shield with her left hand and used her sword pommel as a blunt weapon with her right.
Plop!
“hmm?”
Bishop Wolf noticed that Teresa’s movements were different from a moment ago. So, she was faster and her movements were cleaner than the Teresa I knew.
Originally, her skill was to endure and fight. She carried a shield and used her natural physical strength as a weapon.
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It’s a different way now. So, he became a mixed-race giant that I had never seen before.
It was natural. Who was Teresa with during this time?
“I have never fought with all my might, Bishop.”
Teresa said as she killed the two wolves.
“What are you talking about, you f*cking traitor?”
Even though the bishop turned into a werewolf, his pronunciation was correct.
He rushed in with the wolf beast.
Teresa smiled and swung her sword.
Juan!
A wind pressure is created that causes the approaching demon to fall back. This is the pressure created by the thick sword surface.
In the meantime, Teresa held the shield horizontally and moved. He kicked the ground.
Boom!
The ground is dug up. As she came down, the sleet swirled in the direction she had moved.
As he runs, he raises his shield at an angle and swings it.
Sigh!
The edge of the shield hit the demon beast’s head.
The body of the beast, whose head was torn into pieces, hit Teresa’s thigh and fell to the side.
There is no shock. Her body itself is no different from a weapon.
“Where!”
As he was swinging his shield, the bishop stabbed him in the back with his nails.
The sensation of being dug in with a sharp tingle resonated in the back of my head.
Bishop Wolf’s nails dig into his back. Teresa stamped her foot on the edge of the ground, balanced his center of gravity, twisted his body, and swung his sword sideways.
Juan!
The bishop stopped stabbing his nails and stepped back.
Advancing and retreating, Bishop showed incredible athletic ability just by charging and retreating.
But Dunbakhel’s movements were more dynamic. It has a less sticky taste than Suin.
The ferocity of the claws he swung afterwards was worse than Rem’s axe.
The ferocity of the wolves that rushed to the side was worse than Audin’s fist.
“ha ha ha!”
Instead of fighting, Teresa burst out laughing and slashed her sword vertically.
Boom!
The sword struck the ground, causing dirt to splash and sleet to rise upward.
Dust and sleet mixed together and rose like waves.
The magic beast lost its sight and lost sight of Teresa for a moment.
Phew!
Teresa, who disappeared, kicked the other demon beast’s head.
Black blood and brain fluid splattered from the exploded head.
“Let’s keep doing it!”
Destroy and cut down those who stand in your way. Because that’s the most fun thing to do.
I especially like the fact that it is a fight for Encred.
Teresa followed her instincts.
The bishop knew something was wrong.
So I quickly called the direwolf, but he didn’t have time to come either.
“What is this bitch?”
Teresa’s abilities were not at the level she knew.
Teresa also realized that her skills had definitely improved.
More than anything, I feel at ease.
Fight. Fight.
Fight alone.
Give it your all.
I did it because it was all fun.
Several attacks and defenses took place, and the number of demonic beasts decreased.
Poobuk!
The bishop, who had become a werewolf, threw three demon beasts and stabbed Teresa in the side.
Teresa got a clean hole in her body and hit the bishop’s head with her fist.
Sigh!
The bishop pulled his chin to relieve the shock.
“f*ck.”
Nevertheless, part of the skull was caved in.
Even an eyeball exploded.
Teresa also had blood flowing from her side. It was red blood.
Dark red blood flowed from the bishop’s head and nose.
It was the blood of a person who became a demon by receiving lycanthrope blood in a human body.
“Okay, let’s die together.”
said the bishop.
Even as I said this, I had a deep belief in it.
A mercenary using witchcraft was approaching from behind.
I saw one more strange thing. Is it because one of her eyeballs exploded?
There was another guy behind him. He doesn’t look like an ally at all.
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‘Ah, it’s been a while.’
It’s been a long time since I’ve had an injury like this.
Even when he was chased after killing the son of a nobleman, he didn’t stumble like this.
Is this because I’m next to Encred, or is it because the situation around me has become shit?
‘I just tried to live a quiet life.’
Rem truly thought so. Of course, he didn’t look like that at all to other people.
For a guy who hides himself to live a quiet life, he’s extreme, noisy, and way too arbitrary.
Encred knew and the surrounding unit members knew that he was still the type of guy who would swing an ax when he saw someone he didn’t like or was in a situation.
Lem himself denied it.
Anyway, Rem went into the forest and hid. To clear his tracks, he used thick tree branches as a foothold and moved with his back to the wind.
‘It feels like I’m being chased?’
Even if you don’t check it with the naked eye, your senses tell it. My back was tingling.
‘Baby, you’re persistent.’
Are you going to turn around and just risk your life and fight?
If it’s my nature, I’d like to do that.
If I kill you here, what happens next?
This is a small number. Can you get back to the base alive? Is it easy to win without preparation? Wouldn’t there be a worse injury in the process?
Oh, I don’t know, but should I just take it?
No, you can’t do that. Who would you like?
When you die, the sneaky wild cat may show a smile on his face.
Gomtaeng will be so excited that he will pray for the funeral.
Lazy people just want to take a nap.
But that kid doesn’t seem to be sleeping these days and swings his sword. Anyway, he’s a strange kid.
As I thought about it, I came to the depths of the forest. If I decided to run away, I was confident I wouldn’t get caught.
Since I was young, I had never been in a desert wasteland, a forest, or a swamp.
Western tribes have a game called tag.
It’s a simple game. One chases and the other runs away. Rem has never been caught.
The same thing happens when my hair grows thicker and I go hunting.
There was a time when a fight broke out with a neighboring tribe and we had to hide for 15 days.
What did you do at that time?
It endured by chewing and swallowing the caterpillar. I held on by biting into the bark of a tree.
As he survived by hiding and killing them one by one, he was given the nickname ‘Death Master’.
What is a drinker?
He was right about half a penny. I ran out without properly receiving his spell.
The past, remnants of memories came to mind.
The guy I played with.
The guy who followed my lead, wondering what was good.
Guys who believe they are superior.
In the end, he was the one who stabbed me in the back.
The one who betrayed, the one who suffered innocently.
Things that had to be thrown away because the situation was rapidly changing and everything was in disarray.
‘Babies.’
Among them, Rem remembered the ones who were chased and squeezed by him.
Nevertheless, the body continued to perform the movements it had mastered.
He climbed a large tree, picked some leaves, crushed them, and scattered them. Thick green liquid dripped and spread all over the body. This is how to remove odor.
‘If you’re chasing me with a spell.’
You should not run away half-heartedly. I will not be chasing the traces of humans, but the traces of the soul.
‘Then stop running until you’re out of sight.’
Literally. Even though it is the magic eye, it does not mean that it can see everything. It’s enough when the distance widens.
Now that we’re ready to avoid humans’ pursuit, it’s time to evade the magic eye.
Rem made fun of his feet.
After gaining some distance, he got down to the ground and started running.
The forest was familiar.
After eluding the chase like that. The tingling sensation in the back of my head disappeared.
If they eventually chase you, all you have to do is run away again.
I had a moment to spare and sat down on the trunk of a large tree. Now that I looked at my body properly, it was a mess.
‘There were a few hits on the side as well.’
It’s a side with a bright blue bruise. Even without touching it with my hand, I could tell just by the pain.
My ankle was also swollen. It wasn’t broken, but it seemed like it would be difficult to do anything with all my might for a while.
Well, it’s not like I overdo it a few times.
The moment Rem confirmed his injury, he redrawn his fighting form.
No matter what anyone says, Rem was also a genius.
He planned to start by throwing a rock in the face of the cub he was sure to meet again.
‘It’s been a while since I heard the term ‘half a penny.’
It’s not wrong, but it’s not a good thing to hear either.
I’ve never lost even half a match.
Well, it was dangerous this time.
Rem looked around and moved. He walked slowly. He continued walking calmly enough to not put any strain on his body.
First, it was time to repair my broken body.
As I walked, I skimmed the ground, collected leaves, and plucked the few pieces of bark I could see with my hands.
“It hurts. It hurts.”
After muttering to myself, I crushed a leaf and applied it to the wound.
Mixing silk grass with citrus-scented herbs will sting your skin, but it is good for broken bones.
Rem asked herself to endure the pain.
“Captain, listen. What should we do with that bastard?
Encred answered.
‘Why are you asking me that?’
‘You might ask, what are you being so picky about? ‘I think you’re just being mean to me?’
‘You crazy bastard, just do what you normally do.’
‘Well, I can do that.’
You will answer and giggle. Even Captain Encred’s bastard will laugh out loud.
Anyway, an amazing human being.
He is a fun person to watch.
The eternal madman is like a man who came to kill that person, so he should be dealt with with all his might.
Moreover, in the past, several western chieftains placed a bounty on him.
Although it is meaningless now.
‘He who is going to die must die.’
Rem tended to his wounds and gathered leaves to make a temporary camp.
I caught a few hibernating snakes wandering around and started a fire.
Crack.
He flicked the flint a couple of times to create an ember, and blew wind with his mouth to lighten the flame.
The fire that started from a crackling kindling quickly grew rapidly.
It was a very familiar thing.
After peeling off the snake’s skin, I briefly grabbed an ax and used the long spear blade attached to the head to pierce the area near the venom sac to pull it out and hit its head off.
After quenching the thirst with blood, the body was split lengthwise and grilled with appropriate twigs inserted.
“It’s so cold.”
I don’t like the cold. The side of the heated leather was torn open, allowing cold to seep into it.
Even though it is soft, it is still cold. Anyway, I really hate the cold.
Oil dripped from the well-grilled snake meat.
While I was eating it, I caught a few fish with a sling all night long.
It would have been nice to pull out the feather, remove the blood, and wash it with water, but I didn’t want to bother going all the way to the stream, so I roasted it and ate it despite the fishy smell.
So I filled my stomach and slept soundly.
Rem rested the same way for two whole days.
I slept well, kept the fire, closed, ate well, and rested well.
fantasy,
