The Return of the Destruction Level Death Knight Episode 43
Episode 43 Jackson Cutter (1)
Jackson Cutter arrived at Count Copperhead one step later than Damian Haxen.
“You want me to use a place like this?”
Jackson Cutter looked around the tent shown by the servant and became angry.
It was cramped, and there were only a few pieces of old leather on the floor.
The only furniture was a bed and a desk.
“Don’t you know who I am? “It’s Jackson Cutter, the ogre slayer!”
Jackson Cutter shouted at the servant. The servant said tremblingly.
“Ji, the deacon also knows.”
“And yet they assigned us a place like this? “Are you out of your mind now?”
“Well, you can tell me… … .”
The servant said as if it were unfair.
Jackson Cutter sighed. As the servant said, even if he got angry at his subordinates, nothing would change.
“Get out now.”
The servant ran out of the tent.
As soon as the servant went outside, Jacques Noiret came inside.
“It was noisy from outside.”
Jacques Noiret said in an emotionless voice.
“Master, that is it. Even though they knew who I was, they assigned me this ugly tent. How can I tolerate this? Of course I have to protest… … .”
Jackson Cutter complained loudly.
Then Jacques Noiret grabbed Jackson Cutter by the neck.
“Oops!”
“I let you off the hook for a while, and it looks like I’m being easy on you. Do I look like someone who listens to your complaints?”
“S-sorry… … sorry!”
Jackson Cutter shouted desperately. Only then did Jacques Noiret let go of Jackson Cutter’s neck.
“Stay as quietly as possible here. “If you make a fuss and get kicked out of the match, I won’t forgive you.”
“Okay, I understand.”
“Keep in mind. “Your goal is to win the tournament.”
Jackson Cutter asked, looking at Jacques Noiret.
“But Master, why are you asking me to win the tournament? Could you please tell me what the reason is? … .”
“It is absolutely necessary for my secret wish.”
“If it is Master’s wish… … Are you talking about reaching the level of a master?”
“Yes.”
master.
The highest state called a true superman.
If others heard it, they would probably say I was crazy. To that extent, reaching the level of master was close to impossible.
But Jacques Noiret’s expression was infinitely serious.
“So, what does my winning the tournament have to do with Master’s wish? … .”
Jacques Noiret glared at Jackson Cutter.
Jackson Cutter quickly shut his mouth. It was clear that if he inquired further, he would be in trouble.
“I will investigate Count Copperhead and the participants. “You should be quiet and prepare for the tournament.”
“All right.”
“One more thing, if you meet Damian Haxen, try to ignore him.”
“yes?”
Jackson Cutter looked at Jacques Noiret with a face asking what he meant.
The reason Jackson Cutter participated in this tournament was to expose Damian Haxen’s true identity.
Because it was hard to tolerate a scum like Damian Haxen being much more famous than he was.
But are you telling me to ignore it?
“There are too many things unclear about Damien Haxen. “It may be the biggest variable among the participants in this joust.”
Jacques Noiret said in a serious voice.
“So don’t touch it until I confirm the truth of the rumor.”
“but… … You saw it too, Master. “How insignificant that person is.”
On the day Jackson Cutter assaulted Damien Haxen, Jacques Noiret was also nearby.
I even watched as Jackson Cutter assaulted Damian Haxen.
And yet you give such an order?
“Are you saying you are dissatisfied with my orders?”
Jacques Noiret’s voice contained displeasure.
Jackson Cutter hurriedly lowered his head.
“S-sorry.”
“I just need to know.”
Jacques Noiret repeated his story once more and went out of the tent.
As soon as he confirmed that Jacques Noiret’s presence had disappeared, Jackson Cutter spoke disdainfully.
“You’re such a coward.”
Jacques Noiret always acted like that.
If any suspicious circumstances were detected, he took precautions.
This time, it was clear that he was scared after hearing the rumors about Damian Haxen.
“And if you’re going to give an order, explain it in detail. “What does it have to do with me winning the tournament and becoming a master?”
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The relationship between the two was closer to that of master and slave rather than that of teacher and student.
The reason why Jacques Noiret taught Jackson Cutter in the first place was because he wanted to use him for his own purposes.
“Just wait and see. “If I get to middle class, I’ll kill you first.”
However, regardless of my disdain for Jacques Noiret, I had no choice but to acknowledge his teachings.
Jacques Noiret spent a long time studying many sword techniques and mana exercises to reach the level of master.
The knowledge gained in this way was enough to instantly elevate Jackson Cutter, who was nothing more than a scoundrel, to a low-class level.
Jackson Cutter’s goal was to learn more from Jacques Noiret and rise to the level of middle class.
“I just feel dirty because I keep sitting.”
Jackson Cutter came out of the tent angrily.
At that time, I ran into Sophia Russell, who was leaving the tent opposite.
“Oh, Sophia. “Did you come out because you were too stuffy?”
“Jackson!”
Sophia shouted loudly and hugged Jackson. Jackson held Sophia in his arms.
“I’m bored just staying in the tent.”
“As expected, we get along well. “I also came out because it was stuffy.”
“Good for you! Let’s take a walk together!”
Jackson Cutter wraps his arms around Sophia Russell’s waist.
That was when the two people were walking around the inside of the stadium.
“You’re really Damian Haxen, right?”
Jackson Cutter ran into Damian Haxen.
“I’m so glad to meet you like this.”
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When his face hit the ground, Jackson Cutter had a question in his mind.
Why did this happen to me?
The moment they joined hands, Jackson Cutter unleashed all his strength.
The intention was to break Damian Haxen’s arm and throw him to the ground.
However, it was Jackson Cutter who suffered the reverse. He couldn’t even figure out how he got hit.
“Ah, Jackson!”
Sophia Russell screamed right next to me. Jackson Cutter said as he got up from the floor.
“are you okay. I’m fine… … .”
My body stumbled as I tried to get up. Her mind was spinning. Nausea kept coming up.
“Oh, you’re strong? “I got hit square in the chin and you’re up already?”
Only after hearing those words did Jackson Cutter realize.
Damien Haxen did not throw himself to the ground without notice.
The angle was adjusted to provide the greatest impact to the chin.
“This dog -like baby… … !”
The Damien Haxen Jackson Cutter remembers was a simpleton who did nothing but do pathetic things.
He was a pathetic man who was beaten to death by his own fist and begged for his life.
How can you get a kick out of that guy? There was no insult like this.
“I guess the rumor wasn’t completely fake.”
Jackson Cutter gritted his teeth. He couldn’t maintain his senses due to his extreme anger.
“You’re not planning on ending it with just a prank like this, are you?”
Jackson Cutter grabbed the hilt of his sword.
Damien Haxen looked back at his brother and shrugged.
“Abel, did you see it? “He tried to pull out the knife first?”
“older brother… … .”
Abel Haxen sighed. Still, he did not stop Damian Haxen.
“If you are going to do it, please show me an example.”
“of course.”
Damien Hassen said, pushing Abel back.
“Are you ready?”
“Oh, it’s done.”
Even as his anger rose, Jackson Cutter couldn’t help but wonder.
There was no weapon in Damian Haxen’s hand.
“… … “What are you doing without drawing your sword?”
“This is enough for a guy like you.”
Damian Haxen raised his index finger. Jackson Cutter did not understand this situation for a moment.
“… … “Are you saying you’re going to deal with me with just one finger?”
“If it’s too burdensome, should I exchange it for a tree branch?”
As he said that, Damian Haxen looked around. Veins appeared on Jackson Cutter’s face.
“… … “I will cut off all ten fingers and chew them for you!”
Jackson Cutter drew his sword.
But the moment Jackson Cutter was about to rush in, someone grabbed his wrist.
Jackson Cutter looked to the side with a blank face.
Jacques Noiret.
His teacher was standing there.
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“… … “S, Master.”
Jacques Noiret did not respond to Jackson Cutter’s words. He only had eyes for Damian Haxen.
Damian also stared at Jacques Noiret.
Although he didn’t show it outwardly, Damian was quite impressed.
The higher the knights’ level, the higher their walls become.
It is a hundred times more difficult for a low class to become middle class than for a semi knight to become low class.
Therefore, the higher the level, the greater the difference in skill between knights grew exponentially.
The top middle class was capable of killing the bottom middle class with a single blow.
‘That’s amazing. I’m no match for the warlock I saw last time.’
Damian thought of the leader of Yuran.
The leader of Yuran was a warlock who reached the 7th rank. Moreover, they were a member of the Berserk School who specialized in combat.
The man in front of him was a man of skill who could easily kill the leader of Yuran.
“Amazing.”
Jacques Noiret broke the silence.
“I can’t believe that that pathetic bastard became so strong in such a short period of time. “It’s hard to believe.”
Jacques Noiret looked at Damian with interest.
“I will apologize on behalf of my student for his rude behavior.”
Jacques Noiret left with Jackson Cutter. Sophia Russell hurriedly followed the two.
“Abel, do you know who that guy is?”
“Jacques Noiret is a middle class knight.”
Damian thought over Jacques Noiret’s name in his mind.
The reason Damian came here was not only because of Abel, but also to get revenge on Jackson Cutter and Sophia Russell.
If that were the case, then of course there would be a conflict with Jacques Noiret.
‘Is this the first time in a long time that I can see a sword worthy of a sword?’
The corner of Damian’s mouth curved slightly.
It seemed like there would never be a dull moment in this joust.
fantasy,
