The Indomitable Martial King Chapter 97

“Leppenhardt.”

After stroking her chin, Stella continued speaking in a low voice.

“Reppenhardt, the other kids don’t know, but I do. That humans, unlike us, betray the Song of the Sword. That it is human that can betray even the sword containing his own soul.”

Repenhardt’s complexion hardened slightly.

‘Damn, is this a failure?’

At that time, Stella’s soft voice continued.

“But you knew the language of blessings and you knew our traditions. “I think it is meaningful to share the sword with someone like that.”

In an instant, Reppenhardt’s expression brightened. Stella concluded in a stern voice.

“You cannot gain trust just by proving your strength. The resonance of the soul carried by the sword will determine you. “Do you want to do it?”

Leffenhardt nodded confidently. At the sight of those vivid eyes, Stella raised her hands high and let out a roar.

“Stala of the Blue Bear Tribe! “I will accept Hotu’s ritual!”

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“… … In this situation, we all have to fight together. “I’m sorry for not telling you in advance.”

After explaining Hotu’s ritual, Reppenhardt looked at his companions and scratched his head. He didn’t hide it on purpose, but he didn’t know that he would encounter the orcs so early, so he didn’t have time to talk about his plan.

After hearing the story, Russ nodded and then made a puzzled expression.

“Of course, my brother and I will go out and fight… … .”

Russ turned to Siris and Teela.

“Are Siris and Teal also going to have to fight? “She’s not even a human, especially a woman?”

“Anyway, from the Orcs’ point of view, they are just strangers. Even if it’s the same orc, you still have to fight, right? It’s a bit different from the human way of thinking. Moreover, Orcs have no distinction between men and women in battle.”

The ritual of fighting is to prove one’s worth to the opponent through battle, and Siris, an elf, and Tila, a dwarf, cannot be exceptions as they claim to be warriors. In other words, if you want to be treated as a person by the Orcs, you must never skip this ritual.

Tila’s eyes lit up as she held the axe.

“I am also a warrior representing the Steel Hammer clan. A duel is welcome.”

Siris also touched the blade of the scimitar and nodded silently. It is a sign of acceptance.

Cilan, on the other hand, looked frightened.

“Do I have to fight too?”

Although he is a veteran when it comes to supporting from behind, if forced to fight one-on-one, Cilan will get beaten up by even passing civilians. Of course, Reppenhardt had no intention of sending Silan away either.

“You don’t have to fight.”

“So you’re saying I’m not being treated properly?”

“You are not a warrior. “This is only for warriors.”

Reppenhardt glanced at Silan, who was relieved. In fact, it was okay because he was a child, but Reppenhardt ignored that statement. No matter how ignorant the orcs were, there was no way they would make a child like Silan – at least in terms of appearance – the object of their ritual.

Of course, even after performing the ritual, Cilan will still be treated like a child… … .

‘That guy is treated like a child anyway, right? He probably doesn’t know himself. maybe.’

Although he felt a little guilty, Reppenhardt tried to ignore it. And after deciding the order, he shouted towards the orcs.

“We are ready!”

The orcs stood wide and made room. After creating a large clearing in the center, the orcs began shouting and stamping their feet. Stella declared amidst a noise that felt like the heavens and earth were shaking.

“Strangers, let the ritual of Hotu begin! Those who will prove their worth, come forward!”

In a pre-determined order, Siris slowly walked to the middle of the clearing. Stalla looked Siris up and down her and shouted at her clan.

“Zalkato! Engage in the ritual of hotu!”

A sturdy orc warrior holding two swords in each hand quickly jumped out and shouted.

“It’s an honor, Godmother!”

With his eyes flashing, the Orc warrior called Zalkato radiates fighting spirit all over his body. Zalkato shouted, crossing his swords in the air with a force that surpassed that of most orc gladiators.

“I am the son of Derata and the one who inherited my father’s sword, Zalkato! “This is the name to deal with you!”

Siris looked at Zalkato blankly. She was growling something, and it seemed like she was saying something in Orcish, but I couldn’t understand it. Zalkato also seemed to have noticed this and changed his language to shout.

“Me, Zalkato! “I’m fighting you!”

Although I was not fluent in it, it was a common language that was easy to understand. Cilan muttered as if surprised.

“Oh, that orc also speaks the common language… … .”

He was talking to himself, but Stella managed to understand it from afar and smiled sadly.

“The world, human things. Orcs also need to know the common language. “Everyone at least knows about the warriors.”

It was a sad aspect of a fallen race, but Silan took it in a different light.

“omg! So you’re saying that all orc warriors can speak a common language?”

Those seemingly ignorant orcs were actually bilingual intelligence?! Come to think of it, Siris and Tilla also speak both her own tribe’s language and the official language fluently. She looked at Russ with a look on her face that Cilan suddenly realized.

“Mr. Russ, do you know any languages ​​other than the official language?”

“Uh, nothing? There is no inconvenience in living with just a common language… … .”

“Actually, aren’t we the most ignorant?”

“Uhm… … .”

Whether or not the two human men are in self-destruction, the ritual continues. Looking at Cato well, Siris also introduced herself with her scimitar.

“This is Siris Valencia of the Danheim clan.”

Instead of using her clan name, Serendi El Arelpiana, she used the name given to her by Reppenhardt. It may seem trivial, but in her own way, it was a repayment of her feelings for Reppenhardt. Of course, Leffenhardt didn’t notice at all. It is too harsh to ask a man to notice such delicate details.

‘Tch… … .’

She was slightly upset, but soon came to her senses. And she began to focus on the enemy in front of her. Siris, with his sword pointed, and Zalkato, an orc warrior with his dual swords stretched out, glare at each other, burning their fighting spirit.

At some point.

The two warriors rushed towards each other.

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“Taaaat!”

“Kaaaa!”

With a two-pronged movement, Siris’ Scimitar and the two Okrish Swords faced each other. The blades rubbed together, creating sparks one after another.

Puzzle!

Amid the sharp metal sound that pierced their eardrums, Siris and Zalkato faced each other with their swords and both looked surprised. Zalkato muttered with an incomprehensible expression as he pushed the blade forward.

“How can such a weak body have such strength?”

Surprisingly, Siris was not pushed back at all even though he faced off against the orc warrior, Zalkato. Considering that her Siris waist was thinner than her well-known Kato thighs, she was truly a sight beyond common sense.

Of course, this didn’t really happen because Siris had physical strength comparable to Zalkato.

‘It’s definitely powerful, but… … Okay, let’s see… … .’

Siris smiled faintly, recalling their usual sparring.

Yes. Clearly, Kato possessed the mighty power of an orc warrior, but unfortunately, her opponents she usually sparred with were Tila and Reppenhardt. She had a lot of experience with the techniques of dealing with strong swords. No matter how strong the sword power is, Siris’ physical strength can be enough to handle it if he uses the elasticity of his knees and waist to catch it and gradually reduce the force.

The elf girl and the orc warrior looked at each other with their swords facing each other.

Every time Zalkato tries to press with force, Siris slightly twists the scimitar and throws the attack point to the side. As expected, due to the weight difference, Kato’s strength is far superior to that of Siris, but the flow of her power leaks out erratically, so there is no way she can push properly.

With an exclamation of admiration, Zalkato jumped back and widened the distance.

“amazing! Elf woman! “You are a true warrior!”

Siris immediately launched an attack towards Zalkato, who was retreating. Swings the scimitar repeatedly and makes diagonal cuts. The silver blade flew towards Zalkato’s waist and shoulder at the same time.

However, Zalkato was also a skilled warrior. Although he was momentarily embarrassed and pushed back, he quickly regained his composure and went into a defensive posture.

bang! Ta-ta-tang!

Zalkato calmly corrected his posture and began to play with his hands again.

The swords held in dual hands move noisily as if they were living creatures and attempt to counterattack. He deflects Siris’ sword strike with his left sword and simultaneously delivers a flash-like stab with his right sword. The moment Siris dodges her stab, the left sword that was in charge of her defense switches to an offensive and attacks again. The two swords held in both hands are linked in succession, changing their roles between attack and defense at any time, making it as difficult as fighting two enemies.

As they exchanged attacks, Siris clicked his tongue inwardly.

‘This is no joke… … .’

Even during his time as a slave in Elvenheim, he could fight against any number of human knights and be assured of victory. Even though she was the famous Golden Knight, Sir Eusus, if you look at her sword skills alone, she was inferior to her. Moreover, the current Siris had improved her skills even more by constantly sparring with two Auror users, Reppenhardt and Russ.

At her current level, it is safe to say that she has almost no opponents unless she is an Auror user.

However, one Orc warrior here is demonstrating skills equal to her without difficulty. I couldn’t help but think of Reppenhardt’s words again.

-As far as I know, they are the strongest fighting group on earth. Even if it includes all humans, elves, and dwarves.

Certainly, if all the warriors of the Blue Bear Tribe had this level of prowess, it would not be lacking to say that they were the strongest fighting group on earth.

However, as time passed, the wins and losses began to tilt to one side. One of the two had a clear weakness.

Siris’ eyes lit up as she wielded the scimitar, which still gave off an eerie spirit.

‘That person’s swordsmanship has definitely reached the peak… … .’

Zalkato’s twin swords, swirling dizzyingly, still did not lose their momentum. However, her sophisticated elf-like eyes clearly grasped the condition of the twin swords.

‘Unfortunately, the sword cannot keep up with the skill… … .’

Due to dozens of clashes, Zalkato’s twin swords had already lost teeth here and there. Unlike Siris’s scimitar, forged by a dwarven master with all his might and on which Repenhardt applied all kinds of auxiliary magic, Zalkato’s twin swords are just poorly made, cheap swords.

‘then… … !’

With a repentant smile, Siris swung his sword and deflected the opponent’s attack. Her two swords briefly slipped to her side and she jumped into the air.

“Hey!”

Hold the scimitar firmly with both hands and raise it above your head.

Strike down with full body elasticity!

As he put all his power into it, the movement increased considerably, but because Siris had perfect timing, Zalkato had no time to dodge. Well, Kato hurriedly crossed his dual swords over his head and took up defense.

“Huh!”

And, that’s exactly what she was aiming for. The target was not Zalkato, but his dual swords. She aimed to destroy the weapon.

“Taaaaaat!”

A powerful blow that threw his entire body struck like a thunderbolt toward the crossed blades. At that moment, Zal Kato exposed her molars and let out a strange voice.

“Sukeban! Satara!”

The sword cried.

Woooo!

A pale white covering the blades of the twin swords. Zalkato’s beloved swords, Sukeban and Satara, which had been toothless and were no better than clubs, began to shine and emit a fearsome energy as if they had just been forged.

Taang!

The two howling swords withstood Siris’ scimitar without difficulty. Siris was startled by the heavy sensation of hitting an iron wall and did some somersaults to increase the distance.

“What about this?”

Zalkato shouted loudly, holding the twin swords that glowed in both hands.

“no use! Elf warrior! The weapon is my soul! “The soul of a warrior is unbreakable!”

Siris looked at Zalkato’s swords, speechless. A sword blade that emits white light?

“Could it be an Auror?”

But Siris soon shook her head. Although she looked similar, she was definitely not an Auror. First of all, she wasn’t bright enough to be considered a Blade Auror.

At that time, Reppenhardt’s shout was heard from behind her.

“Don’t panic, Siris! “It is the Orcs’ vision, Spirit Weapon!”