108 – Episode 108. Warchief (4)
Episode 108. Warchief (4)
Anyway, maybe it’s because I went around with Lake and saw a lot of high-level fights, but it wasn’t very fun.
Honestly, the fight between Asha and Kanto was more fun. Asha’s brilliant hand movements as she mercilessly beat up Kanto were truly works of art.
Bang!
Isaac, this guy, his attack failed again. If it had been Lakhe, I would have split his body with an axe.
Boom!
Ha, Kanto, what is this guy doing? You struck down the ax too hastily. I should have taken a picture after it had stuck a little longer. If it were Lakhe, she sent Isaac to her goddess’ side at this time.
Ta-tat!
Ugh. Look at me stepping back. Even if Lakhe crawls sideways like a crab, it will be faster than that.
Looking at that, I once again felt that Lake was amazing, having hunted demons without a single defeat from the beginning of the Tribal Alliance until now.
Of course, I know very well that if I were in that position, I would be kicked out without even being able to swing a fist. Even if I fight Paya with Pyeondol’s body instead of Malak’s body, I would lose.
What should I do if my mouth still itches? I really need some training.
“Hey!”
Pick up the ax and throw it there? No, I told you not to be attached to your weapons, but that didn’t mean you should easily throw them away.
“Ugh!”
Ah, Isaac threw the ax into a situation where he had no choice but to strike it down. Isaac’s rapier broke after being deflected by an ax of ridiculous weight.
“It’s okay.”
“It was a skilled blow.”
Lakhe nods his head as if he is satisfied with Kanto’s judgment. Harry agreed, stroking his beard.
– …
I was the fool. It was a good thing I stayed quiet. For no reason, I almost looked like a god who just pretended to know something.
That’s why they say you can’t do it.
“Berserker! Berserker! Berserker!”
“Black Knight! Black knight! “Black knight!”
While the audience was chanting pretentious nicknames, the two men began fighting.
Isaac had the upper hand in instantaneous speed, but Kanto was faster in movement itself.
Although the powered suit increased muscle strength, it probably did not improve reflexes.
Unlike Isaac, whose movements were jerky, Kanto continued his attacks naturally and fluidly. It was fast enough to cover up its relatively poor armament.
It was a time when I was anxious because I thought that if things continued like this, Kanto would win.
Chwiik-!
Gas spurted out from Isaac’s left arm, covering Kanto’s face. It was an attack that no one expected.
“Pfft!”
Kanto frowned and took a slight step back. Since it was sparring, it is unlikely that a very toxic substance was sprayed. Did they at least spray pepper spray?
Anyway, the flow came back to Isaac. He took out the three-stage baton attached to the back of the armor, unfolded it, and beat Kanto.
This is not an ordinary item. Perhaps because it contains magic stones, it sparkles occasionally.
“Ugh! Evil!”
This is the batting stick method. Kanto, the mad dog, can’t use his strength because he’s afraid it’s not the best open martial arts skill.
“You bastard!”
Kanto, who had been beaten, finally opened his eyes. Now that his eyes are so red, he looks a bit like a berserker.
Canto grabbed Isaac’s hand holding his triple baton, draped it over his shoulder, and threw it down with all his might.
“Pfft!”
Isaac, who was pinned to the ground, extended his left hand to Canto. What? It was a moment I wanted to have.
A small projectile flew towards Kanto. Kanto, who hastily raised his right arm to block, paused.
The projectile that hit his arm was a small needle. Kanto’s face distorted as he slowly but unnaturally moved his right arm.
Did I get hit with paralyzing poison?
“You vile bastard!”
“There is nothing mean in the world of competition. “It’s just a loser’s excuse!”
Isaac got up and ran towards Kanto.
Hey, this guy. I watched it again. Since he was a knight commander, I thought he would be honest, but he fights cowardly and well.
It almost makes you think that the technique he first showed, such as a ‘gale stabbing’ technique, was used to disguise himself as a fair-minded warrior.
Rather, I like it. I also think I know how he hunted mid-level demons.
Unlike Kanto, who likes to fight head-on, he probably used a variety of tools and equipment to carry out a surprise attack. I must have suddenly been caught off guard at an unexpected moment.
But… Is it okay to do that?
“Isn’t that a foul?”
“It’s not a foul. “It’s a game where weapons are allowed in the first place.”
“But you’re hiding your memorization.”
“Was there a rule against carrying memorized books?”
“Fight with all your might, this is the only rule. “It’s not a foul.”
The audience also scratched their heads in confusion, but eventually the consensus was that it was not a foul.
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Like all barbarian cultures, the Warchief Tournament also had few or no rules to follow. As long as you don’t kill the surrendered opponent, everything is acceptable.
It can almost be said to be a fantasy version of ‘Bali Tudo.’ Could it be that Isaac took advantage of this cleverly?
Isaac continued to fight like a street fighter. His representative actions include scattering dirt, firing the poisonous needle once more, and firing a memorized weapon hidden in his armor.
“As expected, he never gets tired. “You have been greatly blessed.”
Look at Isaac’s eyes. Those eyes that long for victory even as defeat slowly deepens. Even though he knows that the more he fights, the more disadvantaged he becomes, he is looking for an opportunity to turn things around.
Although his means were a bit dirty, he was also a warrior.
“I admit it. “You are a strong warrior.”
Isaac’s sincerity seemed to be conveyed to Canto, who was furious and said things like ‘You are not a warrior!’ Or ‘Are all knights this cowardly?’
The battle, which had become sluggish, ended dully.
Gang!
Canto’s fist struck Isaac’s helmet at an angle.
“Pfft!”
The helmet cannot withstand the impact and comes off. Isaac’s embarrassed face was revealed in the sunlight.
Byak!
Kanto’s fist lands in Isaac’s face. The leader of the demon hunters collapsed with his nose bleeding.
It was Canto’s victory.
“If you were a paladin, it might have been my defeat.”
Kanto approached Isaac, turning his right arm, which was slowly becoming paralyzed. Isaac was breathing heavily on the floor, motionless, as if he had used up all his strength.
“Isaac.”
Kanto grinned and held out his hand.
“It was a good match.”
“Whew, I’m glad that happened.”
“Do you have any intention of becoming Warchief Kanto’s lieutenant?”
Tenzo, who had been Kanto’s adjutant, was now in charge of the soldiers stationed at the Tribal Alliance headquarters. He did need a new lieutenant.
“…It’s an honor.”
Isaac stood up holding Kanto’s hand. The two men make eye contact and grin.
These kids are filming a boy cartoon. I’ll watch the sunset like that.
“Kanto, the chief of the Brown Rock Tribe, has become the warchief!”
“Warchief Kanto! Warchief Kanto! Warchief Kanto!”
The barbarians cheered and celebrated Canto’s victory.
“I lost, but I fought well!”
“It’s a so-called honorable defeat.”
Civilized people also seemed satisfied in their own way.
Anyway, since we have chosen the commander-in-chief, we can turn on automatic hunting again.
Canto, Isaac, Noah and hundreds of warriors will easily get to intermediate level, right? Your score will be better than before.
– Fulfill your responsibilities and never lose your original intention, even when great trials come your way…
After saying a few appropriate words, I returned to the altar with Lakhe. Noah was waiting for me.
“Hey, Malak.”
– What’s going on?
“There is someone in the community asking for help.”
Help. To our tribal federation? Let’s listen first.
– What is it?
“What is it about… that is… therefore… “
Noah hesitated and continued his explanation. Wow, why can’t you say something like this? I’m dying of frustration while listening to this.
It’s a bonus that I’m still shaking slightly because I’m a little scared. Maybe he was more scared because he saw me transformed into a dragon.
The person who asked for help was a user named Bangguseokchoseon. He said he became close with Noah, the public relations officer for our tribal federation, by exchanging comments and messages.
I was living in hiding with the Pope and several other believers of the Goddess Church in a cathedral built in a remote place, when a group of demons suddenly appeared and took over the area where the cathedral was located.
A barrier has been set up to block its entry, but it cannot hold out for more than two weeks. I am just waiting to die inside the cathedral, so please help me.
Then, we will all become members of the tribal alliance and serve Malak. Other believers, including the Pope, also agreed, so there won’t be any trouble.
Noah’s rambling words can be summarized as follows.
– Hmm.
2 Weeks… It’s not very urgent. I checked the map, and it wasn’t a very far area. Rather, it can be seen as ample.
If you become the Pope, you must know a lot. Conversely, you may be able to get help.
Even if Choseon in the corner of the room lied to survive, it is not completely in vain. Collecting points by killing demons was enough.
The worst situation is different. What if Charon is controlling the corner of the room and trying to pull me out?
It is not common for demons to travel in groups. I wouldn’t know if he was moving around as Charon’s zombie.
… What should I do?
I thought about it carefully and decided.
– Tell that person.
It’s not confirmed that it’s Charon, but we can’t pretend not to see people dying from fear of it.
We can’t just avoid Charon forever.
Lakhe has a good sense, so if Charon is planning something suspicious, he will quickly notice. If you think it’s dangerous, you can buy time with ‘Totem of Confusion’ like before.
– I’m going to Malak, so don’t give up and wait.
Let’s go.