I can see emperor stats-Chapter 44
start of duel
"I request a warrior's duel with the chieftain of the Thunderbolt Rock tribe!"
Julius' voice reverberates through the mountains.
'A duel?'
'Why is a stranger fighting a warrior's duel with us?'
A murmur erupts from the coalition of Nuada, including the Thunderbolt Rock tribe.
Warrior's duel!
The North is a place where the strong are respected. Even though it doesn't apply in all situations, when there is something they want from each other, they sometimes go through with their arguments through a duel.
It was also not uncommon among them.
But what about the unexpected duel coming out of the mouth of the guy who seems to be the leader of the strangers?
However, no matter where they got the knowledge, their faces are full of distrust.
"You're not going to accept it, are you?"
“I can't trust strangers! I don't even know what the reason for suggesting a duel in this situation... … .”
Shuk.
But Nuada walks out among them with majestic strides.
“I am Nua, chieftain of the Thunderbolt Rock tribe!”
There is still a difference of several hundred steps to their camp, but to a superman like them, it is a distance that is different from facing them right in front of their noses.
For a while, Nuada and Julius exchanged glances without words.
Nuada's first impression is like this.
'I've seen you before, but you're much younger than I thought?'
He himself had reached this stage at the age of just over thirty, but Julius looked like a bright blue child who was five or six years younger than him.
'This kind of kid took the spear I did my best?'
In fact, it is true that there is a sense of goodwill like flames. But before that, you need to check.
“Are you saying that there are conditions to propose a duel by coming all the way here?”
The opponent would not have come to fight simply without any purpose.
Julius opens his mouth.
“If you win, we will not pursue you any longer and will retreat immediately.”
"hmm… … .”
That's an attractive condition. In a situation where the existence of the tribe itself is at stake if it goes to an all-out war, it's a story about finishing the job neatly with one duel.
“I can't trust strangers! Is there any way to prove it?”
Of course, there are risks involved in taking things as they are.
'There can be no such thing, my friend.'
Julius smiled inwardly and replied.
“Isn’t there such a thing?”
In an instant, all of the knights and immigrants changed their expressions into absurd expressions.
“… … !?”
'Are you kidding me now?'
Nuada, who felt that he had been insulted, felt a tremendous force rise from his body and oppress them.
“Your Highness the Prince!”
The knights around were frightened, but Julius continued with a calm expression.
“Then do you think I can catch you if I make up my mind and get out of here?”
Nuada replies with a growl.
“Are you threatening us now?”
In fact, they already had some idea of the roads in the mountains, no matter how rough and rugged they were.
If Julius pulled himself out with only the knights, it would be possible to retreat sufficiently.
And in the future, if a large-scale punitive force is organized to clean up the inside of the mountain range, there is no way to stop it with the power of the aliens.
'Anyway, since we roughly figured out the road inside the mountains, the conditions on our side are absolutely advantageous!'
Julius was always relaxed.
“If you say that, how can we trust you, who are also strangers?”
“… … .”
“And listen to the conditions I want and make a decision.”
“If you win, what do you want?”
Nuada had no choice but to agree while grinding her teeth. Certainly, for now, that side has no choice but to be the top.
Julius' requirements were simple.
"alliance!"
"alliance!?"
The aliens looked at each other as if they were talking nonsense, and most of Julius's side did the same, but some knights seemed to notice.
'Indeed, that was the will of His Highness the Prince.'
'Certainly, if this amount of forces were on our side, we would be able to change the game of this war sufficiently.'
"Join me and deal with the warchief who went down the mountain or something!"
"what?"
“No matter how suspicious Gundar is, are you saying that he should betray his brothers in the mountains for the sake of strangers?”
A murmur spreads among the aliens, but Nuada had a different idea.
'There must have been someone on the other side who thought similarly to me.'
Even in Nuada's opinion, if this war is prolonged, the northern mountains will be devastated, and the opponent will suffer considerable damage instead.
'But how to trust the opponent is the problem.'
His worries could only grow. If you help them drive out Gundar and unite the North himself, unnecessary conflicts will surely be reduced.
But don't you know what you'll think of yourself after that? As if there is an unknown force behind Gundar, he may be used and then abandoned.
"match!"
But that worry is broken by the sound of applause.
It was because Julius was looking at him with a confident expression.
“… … !?”
“Let’s stop looking at each other.”
Julius is well aware of Nuada's personality. It's just a waste of time to do unnecessary push and pull as long as you've said the business!
“Have you heard that warriors in the north prove themselves through struggle? is not it?"
“… … .”
“In fact, it should have been done even a week ago, but don’t we have something to tie up?”
Yes!
Nuada, by nature, hates measuring. What he worries about is for the comfort of the tribe.
Also, Julius' suggestion was to not worry about it complicatedly, but to judge after a fight.
There, Nuada had absolute confidence in her skills.
'For a stranger, he's a rare person with a way of thinking that I like.'
His thoughts finally turn in that direction. No matter how the negotiations go anyway, the fact that I have to fight with the author now does not change.
'then… … .'
At this moment, Nuada's compassionate spirit was also rekindled.
"good night! But I have one more condition!”
“Tell me.”
“Our one-shot fight isn't enough. Why don’t we send two more from that side to make three?”
If it was Julius before leaving the fortress, he would have been quite worried here. But he now trusted his knights.
“Good. Then let's have three battles and the one who takes the second will agree to the opponent's condition!"
A decision was made from the heads of both sides, and the situation was quickly sorted out.
'First of all, I'll have to decide who to go out with.'
In fact, this case is not entirely unexpected. Whoever he calls first is, of course, fixed.
“Sir Haynes! I think you should get out.”
"It is an honour. majesty!"
In fact, even when Haines came to the North, he assisted him and made quite significant achievements, but it was a moment when he was impatient.
It was because an excellent lieutenant who was well versed in the physiology of the North, named Linfield, was attached to Julius.
Of course, far from being jealous of Linfield, he thought of him as a reliable colleague, but he had been serving the prince for a long time.
'Finally, I have an opportunity to give back a little of what I received from Your Highness.'
An invisible fire blazed in Lord Haynes' eyes.
The next thing Julius' eyes pointed to was Linfield.
“I am honored to have been nominated. majesty!"
He is also a knight with excellent skills. He was only satisfied with being a sub-captain while serving as Julius' lieutenant.
When he points out two knights, his right-hand man, Sir Haynes, and his left-hand, Sir Linfield, two from Nuada's side walk out to his side.
“It won’t be the chieftain’s turn!”
“Even if we go out alone, 2 wins is enough to clear up the lowly strangers at the bottom of the mountain!”
The warriors who came to the side were also the two warriors Nuada trusted the most.
Sven, a nimble warrior who wields dual swords, and Borg, who wields a mighty battle ax as light as a feather!
These two were talented enough to be recognized as the best warriors in any tribe, except for Nuada.
Where the Thunderbolt Rock tribe was camped, a wide open space was prepared for a confrontation in an instant.
The knights and warriors each surrounded the clearing and watched with bated breath.
Soon after, the first confrontation begins.
“Linfield, the sub-captain!”
“The warrior of the Thunder Rock tribe, Sven!”
The two of them pull out their respective weapons after completing the Tongseongmyeong.
Shhh!
Without anyone saying anything, the two immediately enter into a skirmish.
Cacan!
Sven's twin swords and Linfield's longsword intersect and sparks fly. Both of their weapons have the power to split rocks as their force is fully concentrated.
The fights of Force users above a certain level depend on each other's fighting styles.
Coincidentally, both Linfield and Sven were speed-oriented prosecutors.
Looking at the situation, Julius' eyes shone sharply.
'The side that allows the first attack is at a disadvantage.'
Knights who have maximized agility are relatively weak in defense. Whether it is internal or external, the one who receives a certain level of injury first will be at a disadvantage.
Linfield's sword was swift and precise, befitting a nobleman. He came to the north with a movement that seemed to be an example of a swordsmanship textbook, and while going through actual battles with foreign peoples, he became able to combine life and speed.
On the other hand, Sven's twin swords try to catch Linfield off guard with irregular but sharp angles.
Kang!
He deflected Linfield's sword, which approached as if it would split his waist, and Sven cut down the remaining sword.
Linfield also skilfully steps and widens the distance to avoid it.
So far, the situation seems to be thin. However, Julius was shaking his head inwardly.
'Sven's skills are one level higher. It must be difficult.'
As the saying goes, Linfield gradually began to be on the defensive.
bang!
When Sven slashes both swords down at the same time, Linfield stumbles and is pushed away.
He also had a vague feeling from the beginning of the battle.
'I'm angry, but this person's level is higher than mine.'
Sven is one of the two strong players Nuada trusts. He is, of course, a warrior who is at the master level, which is common on the continent. Unfortunately, however, Lord Linfield has not yet reached that level.
months!
Finally, Sven's sword left a fairly deep cut on Linfield's body.
At that moment, Julius clicked his tongue.
'This is wrong.'
In fact, I thought it would be worth trying if there was a gap between Sven and Linfield, but surprisingly, Sven was a fairly complete warrior even at this point.
"It's not over yet!"
But Linfield's fighting spirit was also surprising.
Chew!
Surprisingly, his sword pierced Sven's twin swords and left a fairly deep wound in his chest.
“… … !?”
In fact, using a double sword means that the force injected into the weapon is also divided into two, so the power of the blow is naturally reduced.
Linfield took advantage of that and finally dug into the gap between the two swords exquisitely and delivered a blow.
“This guy!”
Frankly, Sven, who was a bit caught off guard, feels a surprise and starts to go all out.
However, Linfield's rich combat experience in the North is not decoration either.
'I just need to feed it properly.'
'If I'm not careful, I might be in trouble unexpectedly.'
The first game, which seemed to end soon when Linfield was on the defensive, dragged dozens of extras and finally the result came out.
Julius raised his hand.
“It will be our defeat!”
"majesty! It is not over yet.”
The shouting Linfield's body is full of large and small sword scars.
“It’s done. Losing you here is not what I want. Trust us behind us and rest for now!”
After giving an order firmly, Julius orders the knights to bring Linfield.
Sven was also not in very good shape. Blood oozes here and there from the occasional sharp blows that Linfield inflicted.
'I thought there were only weaklings among strangers, but that's not the case.'
He raises his twin swords and brings them to his chest. It was courtesy as a warrior to Linfield who did his best.
Nuada said nothing and winked at Julius.
'It's the second round now!'
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