Woke up as a Worthless Swordsmanship Genius Chapter 224

Episode 224

The battlefield became quiet due to the appearance of one being.

Chief of the barbarians.

The rampaging barbarians all turn to look at the chief.

Even though there was an enemy right in front of him, he didn’t care.

It didn’t seem to matter if something else that was flying arrows attacked them.

Whoosh whoosh – the chief waved his hand at the barbarians.

Then the barbarians all retreated behind the chieftain.

Three steps.

The barbarians stood three steps away from the chieftain and watched him quietly.

There was no sound.

Only burning discontent tickled my ears.

“Hmm…”

the chief opens his mouth.

The chief walks into the sea of fire as if it isn’t too hot.

He puts his hand into the fire and stirs it once.

No matter how strong your body is, there is nothing you can do in front of fire.

His hand burned greatly as he went in and out of the fire.

Those burnt, wrinkled hands are disgusting.

The chief quietly looked down at the hand.

The face is full of interest rather than pain.

“It’s hot.”

His burned shoots recover in an instant.

Resilience equal to or greater than that of a troll.

“It might be possible.”

He pulls his right hand back.

He extends his fist as if throwing a punch.

straight.

Paaang! In an instant, the fire that was blocking his path disappeared with a tremendous roar.

Although it only lasted a moment, it was a wonderful sight.

Only the wind pressure of his fist extinguished the burning oil flames.

Even though the remaining fire next to it caught and rekindled, it was enough to give me goosebumps.

“What a monster.”

I don’t know when it came up, but Bane, standing next to me, speaks in a dejected voice.

It is impossible to extinguish such a large fire with human power alone.

Even more so if you do it on your own.

Even if you are an Auror user with a superhuman body, there are things that are impossible.

“Is that possible if you are Lord Bane?”

“It’s possible if you just push it out. But that isn’t pushing out, it’s extinction. Unless you’re using your powers, it’s probably going to be difficult. Even more so in such a wide range….”

He shakes his head.

monster.

Yes. The chieftain who led the barbarians was a monster.

He was so strong that even the Sword Master trembled to admit it.

Even though he only saw one move, Bane said that he would lose in a match against him.

“Unless I do something like this, I will lose six out of ten times.”

It’s not even five to five.

Six or more were assigned to the chieftain.

The chief’s behavior made no sense.

“It must be dangerous.”

Bane grabs the handle of the sword.

His beloved sword, ‘Sillaith’, which has been with him for nearly twenty years, feels comfortable in his hand.

Sillace vibrates, perhaps sensing that he is nervous.

Bane felt the vibration and looked at the chief, as if telling him not to be nervous.

“Hmm…”

The chief looked at the fire blocking his path again and scratched his neck.

Then I raised my head and looked up at the castle wall.

Bane gets nervous. What should I do?

Considering the chieftain’s strength, he could easily climb up the castle wall just by jumping.

Even if it’s difficult at first, you can climb the castle wall in two steps.

If he attacks, how many of those up here will survive?

Even if Bane and Arjuna fought him, it was clear that the people around them would be caught up in the aftermath.

Damage may occur.

While Bane was on high alert, I was looking down at the chief without saying anything.

Our eyes meet.

I don’t know if it was my imagination, but when he made eye contact with me, his eyes were curved like half moons.

Laugh. He smiled at me.

“The Master is the one who steps on two… This looks like so much fun.”

After muttering something unintelligible, he waved his hand at the barbarians.

A barbarian brings him a spear.

No, can you call it a window?

It was a stake so thick and long that it could not be grasped with one hand, like the poles used to build a fence.

The chief lifted it with one hand and pulled his arm back.

“…!”

Bane must have realized what he was trying to do and hastily pulled out Sillace.

As soon as he kicks off the ground and jumps high, he throws down a stake, as if letting go of a string that the chieftain had pulled with all his might.

Toukwaang- The pile makes a loud noise and flies at great speed.

Bane swung Sillace towards the stake.

Quad deud clack – The pile splits in half.

I tried to twist the sillace to free the stake, but my strength was not enough.

Two stakes split in half are driven into the castle wall.

Fortunately, there were no injuries or casualties, just shock.

“I’m going back.”

When the chief saw the stake driven into the castle wall, he turned around without hesitation.

With the power of the chief, he could extinguish all the flames, but he says he won’t and is going back.

Barbarians crazy about battle might have protested, but they turned their backs without any complaint.

The chief led the barbarians back.

They return to camp and the tension is completely relieved.

“Lord Bane…!”

The Marquis of Easton hurriedly calls out to Bane, who has come down to the castle wall.

Bane said it was okay and said to the Marquis of Easton.

“I am okay. “Hurry up and encourage the soldiers.”

The soldiers were shaken by the chief’s mighty power.

In times like this, what you need is a commander.

An unwavering commander.

The Marquis of Easton knows this, so he looks at him with concern and shouts at the soldiers.

When he shouts to them to come to their senses and move, the soldiers suddenly come to their senses and move.

“Are you okay?”

I approached him and asked.

I saw him tell the Marquess of Easton that he was fine, but he didn’t look all right to me.

His arm, which was blocking the stake, was trembling slightly.

The tremor was so small that you wouldn’t notice it unless you looked closely.

“Do you look okay?”

“It doesn’t look like much.”

He laughs bitterly at my words.

He opened his hand holding Sillace.

The flesh was torn.

The prosecutor’s calluses are very tough.

This is because it adapts to being able to withstand quite a bit of impact because it wields a sword every day.

Moreover, it was rare for his master to have the flesh on his palm explode.

The master was a superman who could even catch rocks falling from a waterfall with his bare hands.

His hands were torn to the point where he frowned.

Blood flows steadily.

Just by looking at it, it looks terribly painful.

“They pushed the aurors in in that short period of time. “It’s a monster.”

Bane took out a bandage from his arms and wrapped his hand.

The injury was a bit serious, but with the Master’s resilience, it was cured to the point where he could move his hand in a day.

“A wall is meaningless against this guy. “In fact, the walls might collapse.”

Yes, it seems.

It was clear that even if a few piles were blown down with such incredible force, part of the castle wall would collapse.

Isn’t the evidence right before your eyes?

Two stakes penetrated half of the castle wall even though Bane blocked them.

The soldiers tried their best to pull it out, but the deep stake simply refused to be pulled out.

-It’s weaker than me, but it smells dangerous.

Riems must have sensed a sense of crisis, too, as he clung to my shoulder and muttered all day long.

I came down the castle wall, patting Riems on the head.

As darkness fell, the atmosphere in the command barracks was very heavy.

“Lord Bane, is that true?”

“yes.”

“Ha… That’s a big deal. “Is it that strong?”

Bane told the chief everything he felt.

No lies were added.

Saying lies to comfort someone can lead to irreversible consequences.

To be honest, I should have planned better.

The Chief is a monster.

That’s a fact that doesn’t change.

So what should we do?

It was monster hunting.

We must not let him into our base.

In fact, the chieftain did not mind even in the face of the sea of fire and instead tried to destroy the castle wall.

Will there be a next chance?

If the chief comes tomorrow, the wall that has so reliably protected Easton may collapse.

That shouldn’t happen.

“First, can’t we ask the elves to repair the castle walls… and change the surrounding terrain?”

“It’s not impossible, but it takes time.”

“how much?”

“It takes a week…”

“Well, even if you are an elf, it must be difficult to move nature itself. Still, even just a little bit is good, so please ask for help.”

“All right.”

“That’s not what’s important right now. Lord Vane. What should I do to deal with him, or rather kill him?”

Everyone’s eyes turn to Bane.

The chief’s death.

It was something everyone here desperately wanted.

With such a monster as your opponent, your morale will inevitably drop.

“…It’s difficult, but it doesn’t mean there’s no way.”

Everyone’s eyes sparkle at those words.

Bane unfolds the map.

“First of all, it’s important to get him away from the castle. “I think everyone knows what will happen to the surrounding area if I start fighting him in earnest.”

The aftermath of the masters’ fight is also enormous.

In the past, Bane had come down to the South and played an active part in the war.

And there were people here who participated in that war.

Their faces turn pale as if they were remembering what happened then.

“But we can’t fight in their camp. Even if they are weak, they can become a problem if there are too many of them. “We need to get away from the castle and get rid of the barbarians so we can do anything.”

“But it won’t be easy.”

“So we need to plan for that from now on.”

Bane gathered the commanders in front of the map.

I watched them from a corner.

I’m not the type of person to step forward and do something like this.

And since I don’t know much about tactics or strategies, it was easy for me to just watch and do what they told me to do.

So I was thinking of staying quiet.

“Does Sir Raymond have any opinions?”

Bane is calling me.

While I was puzzled by his sudden words, the people around me started talking one by one.

“Yes, there was Sir Raymond.”

“Elves are also the protagonists of this war.”