The Regressed Mercenary’s Machinations Chapter 277

Episode 277 I’ll Buy Some Time (4)

Harold nodded with satisfaction. Baron Hutton was one of the most powerful men in Desmond’s camp in terms of individual strength.

“Okay, don’t worry about the others and just kill that guy first.”

“All right.”

Baron Hutton rode out immediately, following Gillian’s movements with his eyes as he approached the fortress.

One who relentlessly slaughters knights and soldiers on this side with merciless force.

If they had fought under normal circumstances, even Baron Hutton himself would not have dared to guarantee that he would defeat him.

But now, he could see that his strength had been greatly diminished by the continued fighting. His momentum had become more ferocious, but his strength and speed had clearly decreased compared to before.

Because the tension of war and the fatigue of battle were not easily seen.

‘I guess it’s okay by now.’

When he got close to the wall, he jumped down from his horse and easily climbed up the ladder to the top of the wall with just two leaps.

Then he looked at Gillian and drew his sword.

Chaang!

Gillian slowly turned her head at the sound that was piercing into her ears.

Just by the sound of the sword being drawn, you could tell that the opponent was not an easy one.

‘The real thing has finally appeared.’

I’m walking lightly, but I feel a powerful wave of power with every step I take.

Gillian straightened her posture and looked straight at the baron.

Baron Hutton also looked closely at Gillian and his expression hardened.

‘Maybe… … today might be my last.’

The one in front of me was a wounded and poisoned beast. A dangerous opponent who could end up having his neck bitten off if he makes even one mistake.

It was difficult to dare approach the wild momentum that was constantly pouring out.

They both recognized each other’s skills right away.

Without saying a word, the two men immediately pointed their weapons at each other.

Kaaaaah!

The moment the axe and sword met, a sharp noise was heard and a strong spark flew.

The two men’s weapons moved at a speed that was too fast for the eye to see. Each time the weapons collided, a powerful shock wave spread around.

Boom! Boom!

At one point, there was no one left around the two of them. They had retreated, unable to withstand the shock waves that were coming out.

Pfft!

Gillian’s axe slammed into Baron Hutton’s skull. Baron Hutton raised his sword and struck the axe away.

Kaang!

A moment of gap appeared as their postures became disturbed by the intense force.

Baron Hutton looked at Gillian with deep eyes and opened his mouth.

“I heard that most of Earl Fenris’s men are mercenaries… … . What are their names?”

“Gillian.”

“You are quite a lowly mercenary. I am a baron of nothing. I am the one who will kill you today.”

Gillian smirked and glared at the baron, his eyes still filled with fierce hostility.

“That little brat is talking nonsense.”

The baron’s eyebrows quirked slightly at the rough answer.

Although the person in front of him looked older than him, he himself was already middle-aged. It was not an age where he would be called young.

Gillian’s words did not end there. His identity is that of a mercenary. As someone who has lived through more difficult times than anyone else, Baron Hutton’s words did not even come close to being a provocation.

“There were many bastards who said such things to me. They are all buried in the ground now. The sword knows no age or status.”

Gillian has lived through countless hardships since her youth. It’s not the first time she’s seen an arrogant and powerful person like Baron Hutton.

But in the world of mercenaries, the one who survives is the strongest.

Gillian lived until his hair turned gray. It was a proud testimony to the life he had lived.

The baron Hutton answered with a slight smile.

“What a rude guy. We’ll have to wait and see who gets buried in the ground.”

Boom!

The two began to fight again. It was as if the space where the two were fighting had become another world.

Fenris’ knights and soldiers, as well as Desmond’s knights and soldiers, stopped fighting at some point and retreated.

This was because the range of movement between the two people was getting wider as they clashed. If you happened to be nearby and got involved, your body could be torn to pieces.

Boom! Boom!

The ground cracked and rocks flew out. The aftershock was so strong that a soldier hit by the debris fell to the ground.

Baron Hutton’s swordsmanship was so clean and free of unnecessary details that anyone who saw it would be amazed.

Swordsmanship is the epitome of knighthood.

Fenris and Desmond, the knights on both sides, could not help but admire the restrained and elegant style of his sword.

The surprise felt by the Fenris knights was especially great.

‘It’s amazing… … .’

‘It’s just a swordsmanship textbook itself.’

‘There are so many outstanding people in the world.’

The swordsmanship they had seen the most was that of Jiselle. However, Jiselle’s swordsmanship was beyond their level of understanding and comprehension.

At times, it is elegant enough to impress those who see it, and at other times, it is so violent that it tears everything apart. Jiselle’s movements are unpredictable, depending on what weapon she uses and what the situation is.

So, even if I watch it, it doesn’t help much. Other than being occasionally amazed by the skills he shows, I can’t help but feel no other emotions.

But Baron Hutton was different. His swordsmanship was the epitome of how a knight should use his sword.

Kwaaang!

In contrast, Gillian’s movements were like those of a hungry beast.

You can feel a ferocious and rough murderous intent, as if your neck will be bitten off and your entire body will be crushed if you take your eyes off it for even a moment.

Desmond’s knights were rather amazed at Gillian’s attack.

‘It’s extremely practical.’

‘You can never predict where a weapon will come from.’

‘How is such movement possible?’

Each attack was like a bolt from the sky. They could not dodge or block it with their own skills.

To them, both of them were the same monster, just of different types.

Push!

Every time Baron Hutton’s sword passed by, Gillian’s arms and legs were cut and blood gushed out.

The Baron Hutton’s body was clean. He had not even the slightest wound. But his face was harder than ever.

‘I can’t give a fatal blow.’

The opponent was extremely aggressive. He was pushing forward while taking most of the attacks with his body.

It was clear that the other side was more wounded and covered in blood. However, the more they fought, the more they were pushed back.

The opponent’s axe flew at a sharp angle with merciless force. If you lose your wits even a little, if you get hit even once, it won’t end with a small wound.

Gillian glared at the baron with blazing eyes.

‘A loach-like guy.’

Usually, if you push to this extent, the opponent will gradually become impatient and lose his composure. However, Baron Hutton maintained his composure like a calm lake.

No matter how great one’s skills are, it’s not something that just anyone can do.

Only those who can thoroughly control their emotions and lead the fight can do so.

From Gillian’s perspective, the most difficult type of person to deal with was someone like Baron Hutton.

Boom! Boom!

As their weapons clashed, the two men had the same thought.

‘It won’t end like this.’

If it gets into a fight of stamina, it will end when one side gets tired.

But now, there is a war. There has been an unintentional lull due to the movements of the two people, and it is just a fight between knights, so it is customary not to interfere.

Both sides glared at each other with ominous expressions, waiting for the battle to end. There was no benefit to dragging it out too long.

And whoever wins this battle will be able to push back their opponents with their increased morale.

Gillian realized that he had to take more drastic measures to kill his opponent.

‘Give me a chance.’

Boom!

The weapons clash again and bounce off. Gillian holds onto the axe tightly, exposing his chest.

‘Come.’

It was a provocation and bait for the opponent. There was no way Baron Hutton could not have recognized it. But he accepted it even though he knew it.

‘Let’s decide.’

Baron Hutton’s eyes lit up as he thrust his sword into Gillian’s heart. At the same time, Gillian’s axe slammed down into Baron Hutton.

The simplest and most primitive attack.

The match will be decided by who is stronger and faster.

Wedge!

The sword of the baron, fully charged with mana, shoots out like a ray of light.

Phew!

Before Gillian’s axe could swing even halfway, Baron Hutton’s sword, which he had swung with all his might, struck deep first.

The baron smiled at the sensation of his flesh being pierced.

‘It’s the end.’

But Baron Hutton didn’t know what kind of man this Gillian was.

“……?!”

Even though his heart had been pierced, Gillian’s axe did not stop. Instead, he brought the axe down with a devilish, twisted smile.

Baron Hutton instinctively let go of his sword and took a step back.

Kwaaaaang!

Tsk tsk!

The chest of the baron Hutton was split open as his breastplate cracked open. Feeling a burning pain, the baron Hutton looked at Gillian with questioning eyes.

‘Why? It’s definitely the heart… … .’

The baron squinted one eye as he checked the position of his sword. The sword was just slightly off the spot he had initially aimed for.

‘No way… … did he change his posture while swinging the axe?’

When swinging a weapon, the position of the body also changes subtly depending on the change in posture. I am not a foolish baron who does not know that. Naturally, I stabbed the opponent before his body moved.

But even that moment of timing was a gamble Gillian took. If he didn’t stop attacking even when the opponent was stabbing, he could change his posture a little and avoid a fatal wound.

It was a bold move that only someone who had risked his life and fought his whole life could use.

Paaak!

Baron Hutton, staggering with blood gushing from his chest, fell to his knees.

“Coolook!”

“Your Majesty!”

Desmond’s knights rushed to help Baron Hutton, who was coughing up blood. He was deeply wounded, but he was still breathing.

“Bring the Baron here!”

Baron Hutton stepped back, supported by his men.

Gillian also staggered back a few steps before pulling out the sword stuck in his chest. His hand holding the axe was shaking.

‘I couldn’t kill him.’

The axe went in shallowly because the baron stepped back momentarily. To make such a judgment in that situation, he was truly amazing.

“Instructor!”

The knights of Fenris also ran to help Gillian up. He was standing upright, but it was obvious that he was in bad shape.

Blood continued to flow from the punctured chest, and little by little from his tightly shut lips.

If he was really sane, he would have followed up without stopping.

Both sides took up arms again and glared at each other.

Before I knew it, the fighting had stopped. The two people who were glaring at each other quickly began to feel murderous and filled with fighting spirit.

The Fenris knights swallowed blood several times to regain their composure.

‘Damn… … I feel like my body is twisting.’

‘There really isn’t much time left.’

‘Whew… … I’ll kill at least one more.’

They were already at their limit. Most of them had blood coming from the corners of their mouths.

It’s just that the enemies don’t notice him because he’s wearing a black helmet.

Gillian knew that too, so she was somehow holding on so as not to fall.

If you show weakness here, the enemies will attack you even more aggressively.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The drums rang again, but unlike before, Desmond’s men began to retreat slowly.

In particular, they were surrounding him tightly to protect Baron Hutton, as he was an important figure who could not be lost here.

Fenris sighed in relief as he watched Desmond retreat with the sound of drums.

‘thank god.’

‘I was lucky.’

‘If it weren’t for the instructor, I would have been in big trouble.’

If Baron Hutton had not fallen, Desmond’s army would not have retreated so easily.

Of course, if they had known the true state of Fenris’ army, they would have pushed further, but thanks to Gillian’s resistance, even Harold was fooled by Fenris’s bluff.

When it became clear that the enemy had retreated, Gillian slowly opened his mouth, spitting out blood.

“Stand guard and rest. Don’t let your guard down and be ready to fight at any time.”

He still stood upright. The knights who saw him asked.

“Instructor, are you sure you’re okay?”

“Shouldn’t you lie down right now and get treatment?”

“Hey! Where’s the medic? Bring me some bandages!”

Gillian waved her hand as she watched the knights making a fuss.

“Alright. You guys, get some rest and recover first. I’ll take care of my wounds myself.”

He gritted his teeth, endured the pain, and spoke with a blunt expression.

Even if you go to the command post, you have to walk alone. You have to go and treat your wounds alone.

He must not show weakness, because all the soldiers are looking at him.

Gillian walked slowly and with heavy steps.

And Harold, who had been watching the battle throughout the day, came up with a new plan.

“It would be better to mobilize all weapons and magicians to destroy the fortress.”