The assailants couldn’t wield their swords. It was not because the body was stiffened by tension or paralyzed by fear.
I just couldn’t really grasp what to do, so the assailants couldn’t respond immediately even while watching the captain being sliced in front of their eyes. Although they had undergone a great deal of training and had done much for the Church, they had never trained on how to deal with a demented creature that could sever a horse’s neck and a man’s torso with just a single longsword.
Even weapons designed to cut horses are usually intended to cut the horse’s legs, not its neck or body. How on earth can you cut someone’s neck diagonally without resistance with a longsword that’s only a little too long?
If it was possible because it was a magic sword, it would be a serious problem. If it was a combination of a magic sword and skills as the only possibility, I had to run away right away.
But their trained bodies and brains were as much about common sense as their religion. It was common sense that people who sacrificed human beings pursued, so it was common sense that in many ways was inevitably doubtful, but that was the case anyway.
It was so unrealistic that the pagans who dared to insult God were merely chance encounters, and that an adventurer passing by possessed terrible skills beyond magic swords and aura experts, so they decided to believe that only men’s swords were magic swords. Although the movement was neat without any superfluity, the aura felt on the outside was insignificant, so it was judged that it was not an expert level by any means.
Even if you are as good as an Aura Beginner, if you have good timing and distribution, you can break rocks with your fists. It’s not a level where you can ignore the recoil at all, and it’s at the level of breaking the edge of a rock, but that’s enough to break a horse’s skull.
Of course, that didn’t change the situation dramatically.
“Use the spear!”
When the person in command next to the captain shouted, the assailants picked up the remaining javelins. Those who had already been exhausted accepted the javelins of others, and armed only with spears, they exchanged glances for a moment and then got off their horses with a firm resolve.
It was an action that came from the judgment that all the advantages that could be gained by riding a horse were useless. If the horse dies while riding on it for no reason, only they will lose.
Even the horse that drove the carriage was a person who killed with a single punch, so it was quite a bold decision, but it could be said that it was the right choice.
But it was only up to that point that they were able to act boldly.
Unlike men who were ordinary except for a leather breastplate and iron gauntlets, all the assailants were wearing iron armor and even chain armor under their robes. Of course, it should have been relatively superior, but unfortunately, the problem was that their captain, who was cut down in one blow, was also wearing the same equipment.
After all, the only tactical advantage they have is the javelin javelin. Rather, the confrontation that followed in a bizarre situation that could only be said to be disadvantageous because of the heavy armor was not very long.
The man who quietly checked the reaction of the assailants began to close the distance with lightning speed with a short sigh.
“Be surrounded! Think of dealing with monsters!”
The spear of the assailant, who moved at the forefront while issuing orders, aimed precisely at the man’s forehead after accelerating with clean and skillful movements. Just from that neat track, you can tell how much the assailant has honed and polished his skills.
However, the man kept his eyes on the assailant and moved the tip of the sword slightly to send the spear accurately without much difficulty. The twisted tip of the spear passed the man’s ear with a very slight difference, but as if he had already guessed the result, the man just took another step forward without hesitation.
It was obvious that the man who let go of the attack with the least amount of movement and didn’t flinch in the meantime, only looking straight at the location where the assailant’s eyes would be, had experienced numerous real battles. The assailant was also an excellent warrior, so he immediately tried to read the attack position from the opponent’s gaze, but the man’s eyes did not move even the moment he swung his sword, so he could not succeed.
That monster was even playing with human psychology.
“That bastard... on purpose!”
I couldn’t tell who was calling. Perhaps the remaining assailants shouted simultaneously.
The man was moving faster than he had just shown. Every time his sword shone, the sword he swung accelerated as if it were bouncing in the air, and the sword he swung in that way cut everything.
It took less than a minute for seven to become five and five to become one.
It was a natural result since the workshop itself was not established, but it was an unfair result for the assailant who became the last one.
“Fuck!”
“Fuck? Me too. How can life not go smoothly?”
Along with the muttering of the man who grumbled as if everything was annoying, the blade that was carelessly swung cut the assailant’s throat.
“...What can I really do?”
Cals, who witnessed the whole scene from behind in a bewildered state, could only mutter quietly. Maybe he could mumble, he was better. Sen was still missing his chin, the heavily armored adventurer was very nervous, and Merdella was unconscious.
It took less than 3 minutes to single-handedly cut down and kill 10 cultists. His expression looks strangely tired, but that doesn’t mean his movements have slowed down. Even the elves who were with them were still aiming their bows at them at a distance without giving the man any help.
As if that much was natural.
“...This is my judgment. You guys stay still.”
Merdela, who was barely out of shock, spoke quietly, but Sen spoke loudly.
“Don’t talk nonsense. We all agreed. You can’t cut your tail like that!”
At that cry, the gaze of the man who was scanning the corpses was focused on the party, but this time no one complained about Sen’s snout. The heavily armored adventurer, who hadn’t said a word, silently nodded, and Carls did the same.
“Are you ready to make excuses?”
The existence that scattered death in an instant approached with a tilted head.
The group had to feel their will break at the sight of a man who did not lose a single breath even after fighting ten people.