Chapter 28 The Bait Was Taken

Chapter 28 The Bait Was Taken

This is interesting. If I defeat the crow claiming to be the lord of the empires underworld, Im sure to receive high praise.

Garda swung his greatsword with what seemed to be considerable confidence in his skills.

Both contestants, ready, start!

In the midst of those exchanges, the announcer shouted the start of the battle.

Holding his stance with the greatsword, Garda kicked off the ground and rushed in for a surprise attack.

His robe fluttered, fully revealing his figure for all to see.

People then belatedly realized his identity.

Is he a child of the warrior tribe, Frear!

His deep green irises and the distinctive tattoos drawn across his body gave him away.

The Frear, a minority tribe living in the most rugged mountains of the Empire by the same name, known for being a warrior people who inherently possessed superb martial prowess.

Garda was a child of that very tribe, Frear.

The Frear Mountains were rumored to be the most treacherous region affected by world erosion.

Growing up there, the Frear was naturally exceptional in martial prowess and were hence called a warrior people.

Wouldnt a child of such a tribe be able to defeat even the Night Crow?

That thought briefly crossed their minds.

However, that thought soon changed as Kraush dodged all the strikes from Gardas greatsword.

Hes just avoiding the blows.

Doesnt he have a chance to counterattack?

While it looked like Kraush was preoccupied with evading, over time, that perception began to change.

Gardas attacks were vicious.

Yet no matter how fierce, if none of those attacks hit, it was a different story.

Kraush didnt get hit by a single one of Gardas strikes.

It was as though he had almost premonitory skills to dodge all of Gardas assaults.

No, thats not it.

Its on purpose. Hes avoiding them on purpose!

The onlookers showed shock at this revelation.

It seemed that Kraush was toying with his opponent, which would only be possible if there were no real skill difference.

How can he move so agilely?

Isnt he the Night Crow? Isnt the term noted assassin family not for nothing?

To hold the title of a noble family while living in the underworld and to be scoffed at. Who would have thought hed be at this level?

The child of Frear cant do anything against him.

People could not help but marvel.

The Night Crow, even if just a ruse, was called the noted family of assassins.

Perhaps due to this reason, Kraushs darting moves made people even more convinced that he was truly the Night Crow.

Damn, like a rat!

Garda, facing off against Kraush, couldnt help but show signs of anxiety.

No matter how much he was a child of the warrior tribe Frear, he was still just a 15-year-old boy.

Due to his lack of psychological maturity, the movement of Kraush and the judgmental eyes of the audience made him increasingly shrink back.

Crap!

Therefore, out of a desire to shake off his constrained state, he inadvertently swung his greatsword broadly.

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In the space where the greatsword had passed, Gardas eyes widened in shock.

Because Kraush, who had been in sight moments before, had vanished.

Youre too impatient.

Right then, a voice came from behind him.

Slap!

The punch that Kraush had swung connected precisely across his back.

With the execution of the acupoint strike, an additional force wreaked havoc on Gardas insides.

Cough!

Unable to withstand the shock, Garda tumbled to the floor.

No amount of physical training could defend against the acupoint strike.

Exhausted by the vigorous exertion and blow of the acupoint strike, Garda lost consciousness where he lay.

The referee, witnessing the scene firsthand, promptly raised his hand in favor of Kraush.

The winner is Kradd!

Wowwwwww!

An immense cheer erupted from the stands at that moment.

Having known all this in advance, they must have acted accordingly.

And thats why they disappeared during my time at the Academy.

And now it looked like Sigrid was using the Night Crow before Arthur had the chance.

Since she had been with Arthur, she must have already known their true identity.

Quite skilled, arent you?

In the meantime, the man twisted his neck, drawing his sword in a bizarre posture with a flourish.

So, you have some skills since youve impersonated the Night Crow?

While saying so, he flashed a relaxed smile.

And as his smile concluded, he sent another sword flying towards Kraush.

This time, Kraush unhesitatingly blocked the attack.

The man had opted for a rapid assault, but Kraushs foiled sword repelled those blows one after another.

The man realized he could not catch up to Kraush in terms of swordsmanship.

As he made that assessment, his mouth fell agape.

Immediately following this, a slim dagger coated with poison sprung from his mouth.

Kraush easily turned his head to avoid the dagger and then, another arm burst forth from within his garments.

It was an arm made of blackened bone.

The arm shot out quickly towards Kraush and made contact with his body.

Seeing this, the mans face twisted into a grim smile.

He was certain that Kraush was dead.

Whats going on?

Yet, Kraush looked up at the man completely unharmed.

What?

As the man was caught off-guard, Kraushs fist quickly traveled upward, striking him squarely in the jaw.

The man tumbled to the ground with his vision shaking violently.

Kraush stepped on the fallen mans chest and dusted off his hands.

The death arts created through world erosion do not work on me.

Thanks to his extreme blood point poison resistance, such types of death arts were thus negated.

World erosions power? What exactly are you

Seeing Kraush use the power of world erosion, the man wore a look of confusion.

Kraush, while looking down at him, scratched the back of his head.

He had intended to lure the Night Crow and then use them to turn the tables on Sigrid, helping them escape her clutches.

But with things turning out this way, it seemed he needed to make some adjustments to his plans.

Ebelasque.

Kraush called out that name.

At the sound of his name, the mans body froze, and Kraush looked at him, questioning.

Where are you now?

What, uh, what, hey, you!?

The man seemed flustered as he blurted out his response.

Seeing the intense reaction to just five letters of his name (in korean), Kraush loosened up a bit.

Your heart is being held by Sigrid, isnt it?

Yikes!

He even screamed.

It must have been terrifying for him to feel as though Kraush saw right through him.

Despite the mans fear, Kraush spoke calmly.

Lets make a deal.

A deal?

Ill help you recover your heart.

For the first time, the mans expression changed.

While he didnt know how Kraush knew so much about him, what was being offered was too tempting for Ebelasque to just ignore.

In return, tell me everything about the plan Sigrid has drawn up and what shes ordered you to do.

And so, Kraush coaxed Ebelasque into betrayal.

A world erosion being who had been held captive by the Imperial family of the Empire for a millennium.

A necromancer.

Ebelasque Benapoch.

Kraush was talking to her.

NOTE: Ebelasque is a girl. In this chapter, she use male corpse (apparently) to face Kraush.