YM778.TV Chapter 133
“Ahhhhhh!”
“How dare these cults?!”
Han-bin hesitated for a moment instead of trying to fight back by swinging his Gigant.
‘Is it too much to use a sword?’
He didn’t want to kill people unnecessarily.
That was especially the case since he recently learned how crazy other Earthlings were about murder.
However, even at that moment, it wasn’t easy to wield a sword to subdue the opponent without killing them.
‘It’s a contradiction to shout don’t kill people while holding tools made to kill people in the first place. If that is the case, we should just use another weapon!’
So he just held Gigant in his left hand and took out a non-lethal weapon.
It was his well-trained right fist.
Thud!
With a single blow, the leading soldier delivered a triple ax kick in the air with his head spinning…
Bang!
A simple slap broke his collarbone, causing him to fall flat on the ground.
Thud!
He slipped in a knee kick, and the soldier, equipped with metal armor over 100 kilograms, flew up like a balloon.
“Argh!”
“Argh!”
“Y-you monster!”
Ryu Han-bin calmly continued the battle amid the screams.
No, it was too simple to be called a battle.
It was just a one-sided beating.
It was true that Ryu Han-bin had poor fighting skills compared to his swordsmanship.
However, if the level was that different, there was no point in skills or anything else.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Han-bin thought for a moment as he simply beat the soldiers who attacked him.
‘It would be simple to take all the soldiers down like this, but…’
His mission was not simply to overpower Count Prouasar.
‘They asked me to make the biggest mess possible.’
For the Holy Punishers’ presence to spread throughout Latna, it was necessary to engage in severe battles.
‘But what can I do to make it colorful?’
The opponents were too weak.
He didn’t even have to use Aura.
No, if he used it, not even corpses would be left behind.
‘But I need to show that I fought enough…’
Han-bin glanced at the walls and towers around him.
‘Well, let’s break that thing.’
It was too dangerous to use it against people. Instead, he’d tear down a building!
His large body quickly penetrated among the soldiers.
A couple of punches was all it took!
Thud!
“Argh!”
“Ugh!”
Passing through the fallen soldiers, he pulled out Gigant.
The red Blade Aura burned amid the darkness of the night to the fullest.
“Huh? Aura?”
“He is an Aura user! He’s at least level 50!”
Zoom!
Han-bin struck his sword downward.
-Aura Splash!
A powerful blow hit the tower directly.
With a roar, the huge tower collapsed completely.
Boom!
The soldiers turned pale.
“… Minimum level 50?”
“No! How can a man do such a thing?”
“Shit! He must be over level 100!”
Nevertheless, they did not run away not because they were especially brave but rather because they had been trained properly.
Despite the panic, they were attacking Han-bin’s group as they used to.
“Ahhhhh!”
Han-bin’s offensive continued.
‘I’ll hit this guy first.’
A light jab hit the soldier’s face.
The blow confused the opponent and caused him to fall.
His eyes headed to the buildings opposite the collapsed tower.
‘I’ll destroy that one, too.’
The blood-like Aura raged through the night sky.
Two barracks in the castle were ruined in one shot.
Boom!
Ryu Han-bin kept going wild.
Every time Gigant fired the flames of his Aura, the surrounding area became even more devastated.
Han-bin wasn’t the only one rampaging.
“In the name of the Goddesses!”
A cute silver-haired girl swung her twin blades across the battlefield.
“Punish those corrupted!”
She grasped her double sword and left a subtle trace of light.
Soldiers wrapped caught in her trajectory fell.
‘What is it?’
‘Why did I fall?’
‘Why isn’t my body moving?’
‘It doesn’t hurt that much.’
‘I didn’t bleed.’
They were neither injured nor shocked.
Even their minds were fine.
But for some reason, they still fell.
Curious, Ryu Han-bin asked Effir stealthily.
“What did you do?”
She replied with a big smile.
“It’s a force-overdue skill that Angelica taught me. She seemed strangely fond of me.”
“Really? Uh, the levels aren’t that different. But what’s there to learn?”
Angelica was level 92, and Effir was level 94.
By considering their levels alone, Effir was a little higher.
“Hey, there’s still a lot to learn in terms of skills.”
Angelica, the Templar Lord of Rhamniana, was one of the masters who had practiced mana swordsmanship for many years.
She naturally had mastered a lot of skills.
“If we fight, I’ll lose.”
“I see…”
Han-bin laughed out loud.
“Effir, do you realize that you’re about to overtake her?”
“No, I don’t mean to show off…”
On the other hand, Artis across from him used his staff to bombard the place with magic spells.
“Fireball! Wall of Fire! Flame Strike! Ignition Blast!”
All kinds of flame-based magic loaded on the staff were fired in unison and destroyed every part of the castle.
Unlike the walls and towers, most of the buildings in the castle were made of wood.
Thanks to that, the fire burned them well.
Boom!
In a flash, flames enveloped the castle as smoke rose to the skies.
Artis’s shout rang over the heads of the soldiers who were panicking in fear.
“Foolish sinners! Take the wrath of the Goddesses!”
On the other hand, the black-haired beauty was quietly fighting without saying anything.
No matter how important it was, it was embarrassing for her to talk in her name.
“…”
Silently, she stabbed her spear in all directions, scattering black Aura.
Every time she did so, soldiers fell with their limbs injured.
“Argh!”
“Ugh!”
At that point, no matter how hard the soldiers had trained, it was useless.
“Damn it!”
“We just do this to make a living!”
“We can’t die here!”
They looked at each other and started running away one by one.
Han-bin and his party didn’t chase them.
Their real goal was to visit the castle anyway.
The roar of the Valtara warrior thundered over the shadow of the night.
“Come out! Count Prouasar!”
* * *
When Han-bin and his party faced the wall, they broke through the wall, and when they faced the ceiling, they broke through the ceiling!
They ignored everything and instead made their own path by breaking through everything like a cannonball advancing at full speed!
In an instant, Han-bin and his party reached the main castle of the Count.
Only then did a group of knights stand in their way.
[Race: Human. Warrior Lv. 53]
[Race: Elf. Swordsman lv. 52]
[Race: Nymph. Fighter Lv. 50]
There were about 20 people, and all had higher average levels than soldiers.
Perhaps because they were knights of the races.
Not only humans but also fairies were seen.
Looking at the knights, Han-bin wondered.
It had been quite a while since they initiated the attack, but only then did the knights finally show up.
‘Oh, is that so?’
Only soldiers with light clothing could respond immediately if something happened, but there were many things to prepare for the battle.
They couldn’t be dispatched quickly because they had to wear armor and bring their weapons.
They must’ve had to make a quick response.
Since it was a battle in the castle, they didn’t have to prepare for everything.
The knights of the Count, who appeared late, threatened Han-bin’s group.
“You cults!”
“What do you think this place is?”
“We will punish you in the name of Prouasar!”
Compared to their words, their tone wasn’t that fierce.
They were nervous.
Indeed, the traces of destruction so far made it clear that they were not easy to handle.
On the other hand, behind the knights, the skinny middle-aged man, Count Prouasar, was in high spirits.
“How dare you go after the Meliador family in the Fairy Kingdom!”
The Count gestured, raising his voice in anger.
“Lord Plattek! Let those cults regret their folly!”
The tall knight wearing a silver plate veil stepped forward.
“I accept your order, Your Highness.”
He was a muscular, middle-aged man with gray hair and blue eyes.
Lord Plattek pulled out the sword from his side.
“You little bastards don’t know how high the sky is…”
His blade began to turn blue.
“I will show you the meaning of true power!”
* * *
Plattek Mellat.
He was originally a Hunter who was targeting Kaltan the Grand Maze. However, he was invited by Count Prouasar and was hired with a large sum of money as a family knight.
There was a reason why the petty Count had spent a lot of money even though Plattek was human.
According to the Count’s idea, Lord Plattek was ‘a man of great value, worthy of recognition of his ability.’
“Whoa, you guys seem pretty strong, too…”
Shaking his shoulders, Count Prouasar boasted.
“Lord Plattek is a level 76 Aura user! Do you think you’re going to be a match to him?”
“Oh, I see.”
Han-bin stepped forward with a sour expression.
Then, he aimed at him with Gigant.
Plattek, who faced him, frowned at the Gigant.
“Dumb! Do you think you are stronger because of your big sword?”
“Well, I’m sure you’ll realize it eventually.”
“… What?”
Ignoring Plattek, Han-bin clicked his tongue.
‘Is he from Kaltan? Why can’t he recognize Gigant?’
Not all the Serkaltan hunters had met the Sword King Baotolt.
Regardless, even the knights didn’t recognize the Gigant at all.
It seemed that Han-bin couldn’t use the name of the Sword King.
Well, it didn’t matter.
‘If he recognized it, it would be good. If not, it’s fine, too.’
Han-bin pulled out Blade Aura.
The blade of Gigant began to turn red.
Zoom!
Plattek was not surprised.
He fully expected that the opponent would be an Aura user.
‘There’s no way a warrior below level 50 could do so much damage.’
Even so, Han-bin could not be stronger than him.
Han-bin looked evil on the outside, but he was a young kid in his mid-20s at best.
How much would anyone have done at that age, and how strong would they have become?
Plattek had been training and fighting more than twice as much time as that kid!
“Taaaaaaaah!”
Plattek kicked the ground.
The blue Aura embellished the air.
Ryu Han-bin also swung his Gigant.
“Huh!”
Red and blue Blade Aura collided brutally.
The blades of light fought against each other while crossed.
Bam!
Plattek shouted, pressuring Han-bin.
“I’ll crush you like this!”
At that moment…
His irresistible force began to push Plattek away.
‘What? What’s up with this power?’
At the same time, a powerful shock hit his entire body and flung him into the air!
Thud!
“Argh!”
Plattek groaned and stepped back frantically.
He was just pushed back, but his arms were shaking.
“What are you doing? You said you’d crush me?”
Holding the red-lit sword lightly, the Valtara warrior teased Plattek.
“I’ll just lift you then.”