Chapter 74: (2)
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Chapter 74: (2)
To block the nearest attack from the left, Kaiyan swung his sword diagonally, then seamlessly rotated his body and deflected the incoming thrusts. To fend off the attack from the right, he bent his body, raising his grip and altering the swords direction.
Argh!
Monstrous!
In an instant, all the attacks rebounded like foam, and as the Marshall Knights crumbled, some lost one leg, others both, spilling blood on the ground as they collapsed. The unharmed rear-line knights hesitated, apparently frightened by the scene, and retreated.
Monster
Well, thinking that isnt too strange.
Their faces were filled with fear and helplessness, paralyzed by terror, unable to even wield their swords.
The image of those knights who had once been his aspiration, who saved him from goblins when he first awakened as a player, was still vivid. Back then, knights were objects of envy and his goal.
Ugh Spare me.
Seeing the knights, who used to be his aspiration, lying on the ground in agony, he felt strange.
Should he now feel triumphant that he can overpower knights, or should he be satisfied with the result of his considerable effort?
No.
Crash!
Between his tightly clenched fingers, he felt a burning heat.
My goal is to kill all monsters.
He had promised himself to become strong enough to slay all monsters, yet here he was, making feeble excuses, content with this level of strength.
I cant be satisfied with this level.
With closed eyes, Kaiyan heard the knights screams. Memories of his burning hometown surged in his mind.
This time, he didnt forcibly suppress the memories. Scenes of villagers dying, family members slaughtered by monsters.
As each gruesome scene emerged, the fire in his chest grew, and his eyes filled with a venomous glare.
Yes, if I could, even if it meant swallowing everything
For a moment, a weak heart turned resolute and firm.
Thats why just die.
He slowly approached the ones gripping their legs and screaming, driving his sword into their hearts or heads.
Kaiyan! What did you agree to get from Barvan? If you stand by my side now, Ill give you twice as much as whatever youre getting!
As Barvan was about to refuse Jansens offer, he brushed off Kaiyans arm and stepped forward.
Shut up! Jansen, you still havent given up, have you? Do you know how many foolish knights sacrificed their lives for your vain desires? Its because you dared to aim for the successor position without knowing your place!
Whats that got to do with anything? Aiming for the successor position is a Menislan tradition! If it werent for Kaiyan, you would already be dead by my hand!
You!
Amusing little fellows.
They had no qualms about stabbing their own brothers for power, yet here they were, trying to rationalize their actions with feeble excuses.
Still, Barvan is better than Jansen.
Though Jansens actions of pursuing his plans even to the extent of killing mercenaries and laborers were unacceptable, Barvans actions of aiming for his brothers life for power were somewhat understandable. From Barvans perspective, the successor position would naturally be his.
Lets put an end to this.
Knights! What are you doing? Protect me! Hurry and kill that Barvan scum!
As Barvan slowly approached with his sword drawn, Jansen desperately called out to the remaining knights. But those who were terrified had already fled, and there was no way for them to pick up their swords again to protect Jansen. If that were the case, they should never have fled from Kaiyan in the first place.
Ugh ugh! Why should I be the one to die!! Im going to be the Lord of the Carsia House! Do you have any idea how many of you will die for daring to try to kill me? If my father finds out, hell kill you on the spot!
Seeing Jansen, Kaiyan wondered how despicable a person could become.
He was likely so consumed by fear that his eyes had gone vacant, and he probably had no idea what he was saying.
In the next life, I hope you achieve that dream. Farewell, Jansen.
Swoosh!
As Barvan thrust the sword into Jansens heart, Jansens face contorted grotesquely as he spat out blood.
Ugh I Im go di
Im tired of this. Truly.
Alternating his gaze between the sword in his right hand and Jansen, Barvan closed Jansens eyes with his left hand.
Its over.
A somewhat anticlimactic ending.
No, this was probably the ending that had been determined since the moment Jansen tried to kill Kaiyan as collateral in his plans.
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Chapter 74: (2)
To block the nearest attack from the left, Kaiyan swung his sword diagonally, then seamlessly rotated his body and deflected the incoming thrusts. To fend off the attack from the right, he bent his body, raising his grip and altering the swords direction.
Argh!
Monstrous!
In an instant, all the attacks rebounded like foam, and as the Marshall Knights crumbled, some lost one leg, others both, spilling blood on the ground as they collapsed. The unharmed rear-line knights hesitated, apparently frightened by the scene, and retreated.
Monster
Well, thinking that isnt too strange.
Their faces were filled with fear and helplessness, paralyzed by terror, unable to even wield their swords.
The image of those knights who had once been his aspiration, who saved him from goblins when he first awakened as a player, was still vivid. Back then, knights were objects of envy and his goal.
Ugh Spare me.
Seeing the knights, who used to be his aspiration, lying on the ground in agony, he felt strange.
Should he now feel triumphant that he can overpower knights, or should he be satisfied with the result of his considerable effort?
No.
Crash!
Between his tightly clenched fingers, he felt a burning heat.
My goal is to kill all monsters.
He had promised himself to become strong enough to slay all monsters, yet here he was, making feeble excuses, content with this level of strength.
I cant be satisfied with this level.
With closed eyes, Kaiyan heard the knights screams. Memories of his burning hometown surged in his mind.
This time, he didnt forcibly suppress the memories. Scenes of villagers dying, family members slaughtered by monsters.
As each gruesome scene emerged, the fire in his chest grew, and his eyes filled with a venomous glare.
Yes, if I could, even if it meant swallowing everything
For a moment, a weak heart turned resolute and firm.
Thats why just die.
He slowly approached the ones gripping their legs and screaming, driving his sword into their hearts or heads.
Kaiyan! What did you agree to get from Barvan? If you stand by my side now, Ill give you twice as much as whatever youre getting!
As Barvan was about to refuse Jansens offer, he brushed off Kaiyans arm and stepped forward.
Shut up! Jansen, you still havent given up, have you? Do you know how many foolish knights sacrificed their lives for your vain desires? Its because you dared to aim for the successor position without knowing your place!
Whats that got to do with anything? Aiming for the successor position is a Menislan tradition! If it werent for Kaiyan, you would already be dead by my hand!
You!
Amusing little fellows.
They had no qualms about stabbing their own brothers for power, yet here they were, trying to rationalize their actions with feeble excuses.
Still, Barvan is better than Jansen.
Though Jansens actions of pursuing his plans even to the extent of killing mercenaries and laborers were unacceptable, Barvans actions of aiming for his brothers life for power were somewhat understandable. From Barvans perspective, the successor position would naturally be his.
Lets put an end to this.
Knights! What are you doing? Protect me! Hurry and kill that Barvan scum!
As Barvan slowly approached with his sword drawn, Jansen desperately called out to the remaining knights. But those who were terrified had already fled, and there was no way for them to pick up their swords again to protect Jansen. If that were the case, they should never have fled from Kaiyan in the first place.
Ugh ugh! Why should I be the one to die!! Im going to be the Lord of the Carsia House! Do you have any idea how many of you will die for daring to try to kill me? If my father finds out, hell kill you on the spot!
Seeing Jansen, Kaiyan wondered how despicable a person could become.
He was likely so consumed by fear that his eyes had gone vacant, and he probably had no idea what he was saying.
In the next life, I hope you achieve that dream. Farewell, Jansen.
Swoosh!
As Barvan thrust the sword into Jansens heart, Jansens face contorted grotesquely as he spat out blood.
Ugh I Im go di
Im tired of this. Truly.
Alternating his gaze between the sword in his right hand and Jansen, Barvan closed Jansens eyes with his left hand.
Its over.
A somewhat anticlimactic ending.
No, this was probably the ending that had been determined since the moment Jansen tried to kill Kaiyan as collateral in his plans.
I'm currently Translating the following novels: Pick Me Up! | A Frontline Soldier Awakened as a Gamer In The War! | The 100th Regression of the Max-Level Player. If you want to support me and read more chapters please subscribe to my Patreon!
Chapter 74: 2To block the nearest attack from the left, Kaiyan swung his sword diagonally, then seamlessly rotated his body and deflected the incoming thrusts. To fend off the attack from the right, he bent his body, raising his grip and altering the swords direction.Argh!Monstrous!In an instant, all the attacks rebounded like foam, and as the Marshall Knights crumbled, some lost one leg, others both, spilling blood on the ground as they collapsed. The unharmed rear-line knights hesitated, apparently frightened by the scene, and retreated.MonsterWell, thinking that isnt too strange.Their faces were filled with fear and helplessness, paralyzed by terror, unable to even wield their swords.The image of those knights who had once been his aspiration, who saved him from goblins when he first awakened as a player, was still vivid. Back then, knights were objects of envy and his goal.Ugh Spare me.Seeing the knights, who used to be his aspiration, lying on the ground in agony, he felt strange.Should he now feel triumphant that he can overpower knights, or should he be satisfied with the result of his considerable effort?No.Crash!Between his tightly clenched fingers, he felt a burning heat.My goal is to kill all monsters.He had promised himself to become strong enough to slay all monsters, yet here he was, making feeble excuses, content with this level of strength.I cant be satisfied with this level.With closed eyes, Kaiyan heard the knights screams. Memories of his burning hometown surged in his mind.This time, he didnt forcibly suppress the memories. Scenes of villagers dying, family members slaughtered by monsters.As each gruesome scene emerged, the fire in his chest grew, and his eyes filled with a venomous glare.Yes, if I could, even if it meant swallowing everythingFor a moment, a weak heart turned resolute and firm.Thats why just die.He slowly approached the ones gripping their legs and screaming, driving his sword into their hearts or heads.Kaiyan! What did you agree to get from Barvan? If you stand by my side now, Ill give you twice as much as whatever youre getting!As Barvan was about to refuse Jansens offer, he brushed off Kaiyans arm and stepped forward.Shut up! Jansen, you still havent given up, have you? Do you know how many foolish knights sacrificed their lives for your vain desires? Its because you dared to aim for the successor position without knowing your place!Whats that got to do with anything? Aiming for the successor position is a Menislan tradition! If it werent for Kaiyan, you would already be dead by my hand!You!Amusing little fellows.They had no qualms about stabbing their own brothers for power, yet here they were, trying to rationalize their actions with feeble excuses.Still, Barvan is better than Jansen.Though Jansens actions of pursuing his plans even to the extent of killing mercenaries and laborers were unacceptable, Barvans actions of aiming for his brothers life for power were somewhat understandable. From Barvans perspective, the successor position would naturally be his.Lets put an end to this.Knights! What are you doing? Protect me! Hurry and kill that Barvan scum!As Barvan slowly approached with his sword drawn, Jansen desperately called out to the remaining knights. But those who were terrified had already fled, and there was no way for them to pick up their swords again to protect Jansen. If that were the case, they should never have fled from Kaiyan in the first place.Ugh ugh! Why should I be the one to die!! Im going to be the Lord of the Carsia House! Do you have any idea how many of you will die for daring to try to kill me? If my father finds out, hell kill you on the spot!Seeing Jansen, Kaiyan wondered how despicable a person could become.He was likely so consumed by fear that his eyes had gone vacant, and he probably had no idea what he was saying.In the next life, I hope you achieve that dream. Farewell, Jansen.Swoosh!As Barvan thrust the sword into Jansens heart, Jansens face contorted grotesquely as he spat out blood.Ugh I Im go diIm tired of this. Truly.Alternating his gaze between the sword in his right hand and Jansen, Barvan closed Jansens eyes with his left hand.Its over.A somewhat anticlimactic ending.No, this was probably the ending that had been determined since the moment Jansen tried to kill Kaiyan as collateral in his plans.I'm currently Translating the following novels: Pick Me Up! | A Frontline Soldier Awakened as a Gamer In The War! | The 100th Regression of the Max-Level Player. If you want to support me and read more chapters please subscribe to my Patreon!
