Chapter 231

When the proposal first came in, one of the idiot-like subordinates fell for the nobleman’s bullshit and thought that everyone was going to die.

It was only after the demonic sword was placed in his hand that he realized that it was truly an opportunity that would never come again. After the concrete plans and agreements came and went, I had to go through more intense training and rehearsals than when I was working as a mercenary, but I was able to realize it because of that.

This is a real opportunity.

It was purely coincidental that he came into contact with Count Bossa, but in any case, if the rebellion he is preparing succeeds, he can take a big bite out of it. Even if they fail, the material support he is investing in them remains in some form and becomes a long-term help. Perhaps he could jump to another conflict-prone country and continue his mercenary activities again.

Kantala, who was playing the role of the leader of the thieves in a more affluent and unrepentant thievery than ever before, lived a life waiting and dreaming of a faithful and bright future that would be a reward for a life that was no different from a gutter.

“Fuck, no chance in my fucking life.”

Actually, I had a chance.

Even up to the moment when he lost contact with Count Bossa, he had a choice. Kantala, who had grasped the situation at the same time as he was convinced that the regular contacts had stopped, had a chance to escape with his men. If he had just headed to another country as planned in advance, he would have been able to work as a mercenary with a good reputation. But it wasn’t just the magic sword he was holding.

A plan for raiding the gateway city of Englem.

In case Count Bossa’s rebellion begins and the people of Englem don’t come out cooperatively, the few sheets of paper written on how and when to infiltrate the city based on the ancient underground waterway incited Kantala’s greed.

“I should have ripped it up instead of being swayed by that dog-like piece of paper, damn it.”

Since we already have a perfect plan, let’s take a big hit with the feeling that we’re getting some money.

It was a poor judgment. Entry was easy, but the defense of the city was more systematic than expected, and in the end, not only did he lose a lot of his men, let alone a proper harvest, but he was barely able to escape when he reached the point where he couldn’t even take a gamble due to the massacre caused by the runaway demonic sword.

But waiting for Kantala, who escaped like that, was their only way out as they collapsed without even knowing the mouse or bird. No matter how many piles of stones were dug, the road did not open.

There was no way to know now, and it didn’t matter, whether he was trying to use them as troops but installed a device to block their retreat out of betrayal, or rather, using their attack in reverse to subdue them and win the favor of high-ranking officials in Englem.

The Kantala bandits were imprisoned, and Kantala’s will was being tested every moment by the runaway demonic sword attached to his right arm.

“Very, Captain. Giving up right now...”

“You fucking bastard!”

When Kantala swung the magic sword, the whole upper body of the subordinate who had made a cool decision and spoke out was blown away.

No, it was chewed up. The flesh and veins of the sword, made of iron, swayed, and the steel teeth that formed terrifyingly chewed and swallowed the person in the blink of an eye. At first, I pretended to cut like a sword, but it wasn’t anymore.

“Because I!! I used the demonic sword! Do you think you could survive if I sold myself?! You fucking bastard!”

The demonic sword was swung again, aiming for the lower body that had fallen helplessly to the floor. However, the demonic sword did not devour the lower body. Just hit it like a giant club.

-bang! bang!

“Die! Die you traitor bastard!!”

Still, some of them quickly accepted the situation and went on the defensive, as if the training and practice they had been doing with other people’s money was not in vain, but the young man and his gang started to attack the magic and arrows flying from both sides as if nothing was wrong. I couldn’t even dare to aim for it.

In fact, it was clear that even a brave warrior would have no choice but to do so when facing an enemy charging like lightning with a battle ax the size of an adult man’s torso and a war hammer that could be used as a battering ram.

“I’m in the lead this time!”

A woman as tall as the man who first appeared rushes forward with the heavy warhammer twisted like a spear. Even with that alone, there is no way to deal with them, so when the thieves open their distance, magic and arrows cut the lifeline, and those who try to stop them halfway through are simply crushed by the warhammer.

It was truly an unreasonable attack. The woman, who did not even look at the helplessly falling thieves, rushed straight toward the demonic sword. She turned her body around without any spirit, and then, with the momentum she had rushed to, swung her warhammer at the demonic sword, which was still engrossed in chewing a piece of metal.

The warhammer and the demonic sword, swung at an unbelievable speed, collided.

– Kaang!

– Cagan!

Without any skill, the demonic sword lodged itself in the stone floor and screamed like a beast at the act of slashing from top to bottom with centrifugal force. No matter how strong the blow was, not only the demonic sword, but also the sound of flesh and muscle tearing and exploding from Kantala’s forearm connected to the demonic sword rang out at the same time.

-Piik! Whiik!

A whistling sound creeping in between them. At that signal, the nine needles that escaped from the mouth of the demonic sword and bounced arbitrarily returned to the young man at high speed.

At the same time, a needle clearly larger than the needles flew towards Kantala’s defenseless forehead.

“Ouch!”

The needle, which penetrated the gap perfectly, pierces Kantala’s head without any doubt. Kantala’s body, which had been crushed by the huge warhammer and fell back with only its head thrown back because of the demonic sword still embedded in the floor, was about to collapse slowly after a moment of rigidity.

“This... goddamn...”

But as if someone was forcibly holding on to it, the collapsed knee strained.

“Bastards...!”

Then, the head, which fell backwards with the upside-down eyeballs, returned to its place with the force of breaking its neck. Even the woman who had been holding down the warhammer with all her might saw it and backed away involuntarily.

-Kurrure!!

Without missing the gap, the demonic sword protruded from the floor and started grinding its teeth again like a beast, burning its hostility. Kantala, who had not been killed by a projectile lodged in the middle of her forehead like a horn, stared at her enemies with bloodshot eyes in response.

“I’ll tear them all apart and kill them!!”

Standing behind the woman who kept a distance from Kantala, neatly ignoring the bandits who had died or lost their fighting spirit, the young man muttered quietly and drew his sword.

“I can’t believe I survived thanks to idiots who believe they’re going to spill that stuff.”

Ignoring the threat of the magic sword and Kantala, he rushed forward.