Never touch Eldmia Egga - Episode 162
Envelde did not draw his sword..
This is because it was not difficult to tell just from the resistance I felt in my hand that it would not be pulled out in one go..
I had no intention of taking the unnecessary risk of trying to pull it out and having the guy on the verge of death lunge at me with all my might and try to break his neck. There were quite a few people who died like that on the battlefield..
An Auror is a formidable person who is clearly different from what he feels. Contrary to the calm demeanor he showed on the outside, he broke into a cold sweat for a moment..
No matter how much of a knife you stuck in his stomach, there was a chance that you would get hit back if you caught him with even the slightest chance..
In any case, not only was his sword still intact, but there was also a sword that Eldmia had lost, so he decided to take his time as he was not short of weapons..
You can call it a substitute, but Envelde slammed her fist into Eldmia's face..
With a dull sound, Eldmia's face spun around, but unlike before, it did not bounce away. It was not because Eldmia responded, but because Envelde controlled the aura sufficiently..
"Did you enjoy life in the capital? Did you feel like the world was yours? I feel like a fool."
Mistakes or mistakes that talented young knights often make.
The unfounded belief that their talents transcend generations..
"Yes, strong. If I were the same age as you, I would never have won. Because at that time, I didn’t have the same talent as you. However, the battlefield experience accumulated over decades is not something that can be overcome with just a handful of your talents. You little thing."
Another punch hits his chin. In the meantime, Envelde, who realized that she was reacting and that there was no clean way to enter, was inwardly impressed and felt regret..
He is an unusual guy. Even though it has gotten to this point, I still want it so much.
Therefore, Envelde ignored Eldmia, who could not even properly resist, and walked towards the desk, opened the drawer, and placed the emergency potion on top..
widely. Envelde said, looking at Eldmia's attention being drawn to the potion she had placed on display..
"If left untreated, you will die unless you receive treatment. If you pull out the sword, you will die soon from blood loss. You can't even beat me. If you want to live, crawl here and swear your loyalty, Eldmia.."
"The will... seems so sick.."
Even though Eldmia is clearly aware of her condition, she sarcastically holds on to the embedded sword..
Envelde sighed deeply and continued speaking at the sight of an appearance that could only be described as harsh..
"Even I was useless on the battlefield against demons. Have you ever met a real demon? The expert-level centurion commanders who lead the already overwhelming soldiers, as well as the generals of Cheonin and generals of arms who command them, are all strong. Because unlike humans, they worship strength.."
Even the King's 10 Swords, previously considered a powerhouse that would be recognized anywhere on the continent, could not lead a one-sided battle. Just because there was an oracle, it is wrong to risk your life fighting against such things..
"Do you really have no doubts as to why those knights are joining my rebellion? Did you think they were losers because they were weaker than you? It was arrogant of you not to guess why they decided to turn their backs on the battlefield and join the rebellion...."
"Fuck...don't make me laugh when it hurts, you idiot. I can't concentrate."
It was great to see him laughing and shaking his head, but Envelde didn't really care. He had no doubt that it was only his last struggle before death..
"Anyway, it seems like no matter where you go in the world, all humans are the same. How can you make such a judgment on a subject that is only judged on face value, even if you know so much? Do you know the secret of birth that I don't know??"
Contrary to the thought that she would slowly fall to her knees, Eldmia still maintained her posture and continued speaking..
"I've already thought about everything you said and came to a rough conclusion, you bastard.."
"what?"
"I saw with my own eyes that there were humans cooperating with demons, and I also confirmed that their relationship was that of colleagues. Then, of course, somewhere in the Demon Territory, humans and demons live together normally, which means that if the kingdom surrenders, it may just end up belonging to the Demon Territory. Didn’t you all believe that and were planning to hit the devil’s head after the rebellion?."
Envelde did not retort. Instead, he just glared at Eldmia with a suspicious look..
"If you knew that, did you believe I would cooperate with you? Are you hostile because you don't know? Am I just being arrogant and thinking that I can cut down demons because I'm so good? It's a good harvest, Envelde. I have never been arrogant in my fucking life. I'm just swinging my sword at the guy who swung a sword at me. It's not that you can kill someone who doesn't die when hit with a knife, but you set it up so that you can kill someone who will die if you get hit with a knife. Why is that arrogant?."
"Even though you ended up like that because you couldn't estimate the enemy's skills??"
"Measure? Hehe, oh fuck."
I didn't understand how he seemed to be really smiling and not just laughing to mock me..
It makes you laugh? If you pull out the sword, you might not be able to hold on for long and die from bleeding, right? I saw a bag that might contain a potion, but I had no intention of leaving it out. But even though it was clear that it was not a leisurely situation, Eldmia really laughed..
"Yes, I understand. Because you will roughly know whether your opponent is stronger than you. But I'm not interested because I've lived a life where I don't know anything about that. Still, always be prepared. This time, even though I was embarrassingly prepared, I was beaten, so I admit that my skills were lacking... Fuck you, Carl. I didn't expect to catch that, so I admit I made a mistake in judgment. I remember it well, and if there's someone who uses something similar to me, I'll use it too. But when I came into the house of a traitor, I never had the fundamental belief that there would be no one stronger than me.."
"It is sophistry. If I had known that would happen, I should have run away.."
"escape? Domaaang?"
The laughter got louder than before. And the sounds of pain continued as well..
"Why run away when the appropriate performance meter appears on its own? I'll have to experiment."
"Experiment?"
"How far can I go? Isn’t it obvious? Wouldn't it be much weirder to run away when you have a chance to fight people who are much weaker than your target??"
His eyes are so mad that you can't even think of him as a person with a knife stuck in his stomach. Envelde felt that way without even realizing it..
"My life is already about fighting against strong bastards. On the way there, things that don't matter keep starting arguments, so I don't rush into it, judging by strength and weakness.."
Gish acted as if he was eager for battle with the strong, but the reality was different. The guy wanted to fight the strong at the level of a ‘fellow human being’. So, after leaving the battlefield, he did not return, but pursued a fight with more people and joined the rebellion..
But this guy... isn't like that..
Did you harm yourself or not? Judge the situation only based on that. And if harm is done, no matter how strong it is, it will definitely bite..
Therefore, even though he is in danger of dying right here and now, he is targeting an unidentified demon who is not here..
These guys don't give up easily..
In an inexplicable sense of anxiety, Envelde pointed to the sword he had inserted and spoke..
"In the end, isn't this the result??"
"Just as expected, a sword was flying at my stomach, and there was no way to stop it, so I mentally prepared myself, dodged only the vital spot, and grabbed the sword with my body? If anyone sees it, they'll think I'm dead.."
The evil smile seen in front of the court spread across Eldmia's face..
"If you were going to kill him, you should have cut off his head. You will die because of your arrogance, Count Envelde da Bosha. When he asks someone how he died, he remembers well and then answers...."
Envelde shook her head in response to an action that could not be called madness and narrowed the distance she had widened again. He got hit on purpose and held the sword with his body? It was clear that there was a lack of sense of crisis..
"Then just hang on for a while."
Just as I was about to take a step to pull out the sword, Eldmia lifted her left hand, which was holding the sword, up to her shoulder, clenched her fist, and said:.
"...It is said that he was influenced by a technique called fish swordsmanship.."
At the same time, a strong pain suddenly radiated from my back and tore through my lungs..
"What."
In the illusion of hearing a thud.
Envelde could not help but look in confusion at the blade that pierced her left chest at an angle..
Although the blood was tangled, it was clearly Eldmia's sword that he had struck down..
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"Winning or losing in battle is not just about strength, but also about variables.."
what i have.
Superior body, strong sword, magic shield gauntlets, and curse shield ring..
and horsepower.
"Well, it's not your fault. How can you expect this? Not a prophet."
What I was trying to do while talking so much was to synchronize with my sword that had bounced away. I thought it wouldn't be a problem since there was already a hole in the side, but it was hotter than before so it took more time than I thought..
Perhaps because of my experience connecting with living, breathing creatures, it was much easier to connect with just the sword. The only problem was how to make it shoot like an arrow..
Fortunately, it was simpler than I thought. When I applied reinforcements to the pommel with the sense of strengthening my body, I couldn't resist the backlash and bounced off at an incredible speed..
To be honest, when Envelde walked towards the desk and saw the sword he had intentionally thrown away, I was a little chilled, but thanks to him, I was able to get the potion, so I was happy now..
When I used my magic power to pull out the sword stuck in the guy's body, Envelde, who was still looking at the blade protruding from his chest as if he didn't understand, vomited blood..
"Cough, uh, how...?"
"You can do this well by linking it with the magic power inherent in the sword. You can't do it because you're an auror."
As I watched the blood gushing from the guy's chest, I passed by Envelde without any worries and picked up the potion on the desk. I may have brought out the salt to torture hope, but I'll give it a try..
Even though it must have been quite a confusing situation, Envelde got the gist of what I was saying..
"horsepower? It's horsepower...?"
Of course, I had no intention of responding to that..
Envelde's face showed a fear of the unknown so great that it covered all the emotions of bewilderment, puzzlement, and perplexity..
I couldn't even lift a finger and just turned my head to look at me. I answered calmly and took a sip of the potion. Then, I pulled out the sword stuck in my stomach and put it aside, then sprayed the potion on the wound and continued talking..
It was a pain that couldn't be explained in words, but it was better than dying..
"It may be unfair, but isn’t that the way the world is? Just as you were a person who went through various things for your own purpose of treason, I was also a person who went through various things for my own purpose.."
I can see Envelde's eyes becoming blurred. If only the chest had been pierced, there was no way he would have collapsed like that. Whether it penetrated a vital point or damaged the heart, it must have hit something properly..
In that case, I was sure he wouldn't have a few seconds left, so I finished it simply..
"The purpose is to spread a warning never to touch Eldmia Egga. You said it last time, right? What's important is the message."
"For that... reason... the cause...."
"What is the cause of a criminal who goes so far as to hunt slaves? If I die and become a warning sign, it's just at your level.."
Anyone who sees it will think that I am very confident..
I don't know if the last answer was heard, but Envelde just collapsed..
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