Chapter 207

Chapter 207

“O-Owner punk!”

“Your Majesty!”

Hamchi and Gringore were shocked.

Siegfried was sent flying in one hit?

They could have never imagined that a day would come when Siegfried would be sent flying away with just one hit, especially when he had been holding his ground against enemies much more powerful than he was.

Thud!

Siegfried crashed to the ground.

“Ugh...!?Why is a Level 240 NPC so strong...?”?he grumbled and checked his HP.

[Siegfried van Proa]

[HP: ??????????]

He was shocked to find that ten percent of his HP was missing after getting hit by a single punch, and it was even more horrifying considering how it was only a simple punch without any mana.

‘Is this what the Descendant of the Supreme King is capable of? He’s completely different from other Level 240 NPCs...’?he thought.

However, Cesc was shocked as well. “Huh??You’re sturdier than you look. I thought you were going to die in one hit. Not bad for an anchovy.”

“Anchovy?” Siegfried pointed at himself and asked, “Me?”

“Yes.”

“Why?”

“You’re 183 cm tall and around seventy-seven kilograms.”

“So?”

“That’s why you’re an anchovy.”

“What the hell are you talking about...?”

“Anyone under a hundred fifty kilograms and lifts less than a combined total of twenty tons for the big three lifts is an anchovy.”

Hearing that, a thought popped up in Siegfried’s mind.

‘So this bastard is the type to call a snakehead fish an anchovy...’

“Anyway, I guess we can keep going,” Cesc said as he started walking toward him.

‘I’m dead if I drop my guard,’?Siegfried acknowledged the bandit leader’s power and decided to fight seriously.

He gritted his teeth.

Badump! Badump! Badump!

He could feel his heart racing.

Why?

It was all because it had been a while since he fought against someone powerful.

***

Cesc managed to prove that he was indeed powerful in just less than thirty minutes.

Whooosh! Clang!

It was at that moment that Siegfried’s mace slammed into Cesc’s face once again...

“Why are you carrying that weak weapon around?” Cesc asked.

He grabbed the mace with his hand.

Crack...! Clack!

Cesc snapped the Bavarian Workshop’s mace in half.

[Alert: Weapon Destroyed!]

[Alert: Your weapon, Bloody Mace, has been destroyed!]

Siegfried was in total disbelief. ‘Just how strong is this crazy bastard...?’

He knew his weapon had no enhancements, but it was still a Level 200 Unique weapon.

However, Cesc snapped it with his bare hands. Actually, this wouldn’t have happened if Siegfried had invested in his weapon. After all, there was a famous saying about how a +10 was an absolute must the moment one reached Level 200.

Unfortunately, Siegfried decided against it. He felt that it would be wasteful to invest in something that would soon be replaced by the +12 Gaia’s Fist, and this mindset of his had finally come to bite him on the ass.

Indeed, the saying—better safe than sorry—truly existed for a reason.

‘This is too much!’?Siegfried cried out inwardly.

He was aware that this could have been avoided if he had invested in his weapon, but he still found Cesc’s strength to be borderline absurd. However, the main problem was that strength was not the only thing that the bandit leader possessed...

‘Yes, their financial capacity. They will need a lot of money to run such a huge organization, and they will need even more money to pull off their plans. That means someone is funding them from somewhere...’?he immediately started penning a letter to the Guardians after finding a clue that might just catch the Church of Osric’s tail.

***

The battle between Siegfried, who was using his full power now, and Cesc, who was more of a monster than a human being, was like a fight between an out-boxer and an in-fighter.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Cesc threw numerous jabs at Siegfried, and his fist cut through the air like a bullet. His insane jabs were so fast that their speed alone was more than enough to cut Siegfried’s skin.

The wind pressure from Cesc’s jabs was also strong enough to reduce the durability of Siegfried’s items. However, what was more baffling about the bandit leader’s strength was that he didn’t seem to be affected by the shadows clinging to him.

Slow?

The debuff that managed to slow even high-level Adventurers was rendered obsolete against Cesc’s monstrous strength. Siegfried could see that the bandit leader would only get slowed down by five percent, and it only happened whenever he got lucky.

Cesc Graham was so powerful that it was hard to believe that he was a bandit leader.

Unfortunately, his strength was useless if he couldn’t land his attacks.

“Until when... do you plan on running away... huff... huff...”?Cesc asked with a hint of annoyance in his voice.

“I’m sure I’ll die in one hit, so shouldn’t I keep on evading your punches...?” Siegfried replied.

“Then... Why don’t you just run away?”

“Don’t wanna.”

“...”

“Catch me if you can~”

A vein popped on Cesc’s head.

He strongly flexed his muscles and charged toward Siegfried.

‘Avoid it with a step,’?Siegfried thought while reading the bandit leader’s movement.

He cast Shadow Swamp once again once it went off cooldown to hinder Cesc’s movement even by a little bit. This was Siegfried’s entire game plan against the Descendant of the Supreme King.

He was planning on running, evading, and using Shadow Swamp whenever it was off cooldown. He simply rinsed and repeated those actions without bothering about how he could attack the bandit leader.

Of course, there was a good reason behind his actions.

‘He’s too strong, fast, and tough, but I can tell that his stamina isn’t that good,’?Siegfried immediately identified the bandit leader’s weakness, and it would be his key to victory.

And the fact that Shadow Swamp could finally slow Cesc down meant that the bandit leader was starting to run out of gas. The bandit leader’s sweat and labored breathing were further proof that Siegfried’s plan was effective.

“Huff... Huff... Huff...”

Ten minutes later, Siegfried smiled after confirming that the bandit leader was out of gas.

“You’re tired, right?” Siegfried asked.

“N-No...” Cesc replied while gasping for breath.

“Really~?” Siegfried sneered. “But your movement’s getting slower, and your punches are getting weaker~”

“N-No! You’re wrong!”

“I guess you’re suffering from premature~”

“...!”

“Ha! To think that a premature sufferer would call me an anchovy!”

“I’m not suffering from premature...!”

“You are...”

Fwaaaah!

Siegfried finally cast his other debuff field—Blaze Field.

“Enough chatter. I’m going to beat the living daylights out of you, so you better get ready,” Siegfried said before throwing an uppercut.

“Kuheok!”

The bandit leader’s extremely high defense was shredded by the debuff field.

Bam! Bam! Pukeok!

The uppercut was followed by a punch, elbow, knee, and kick.

“Ack!?Stop hitting me! AAACK!”?Cesc cried out in agony after falling to the ground.

“Oh, right, you said you’re quite tough down there, right?” Siegfried flashed an evil grin while walking toward the bandit leader on the ground.

“...!”

“Shall we test how tough it is, then?”

Kwachik!

Siegfried stomped on Cesc Graham’s?precious place with his Bloody Iron Boots.