Chapter 23
Chapter 23
Chapter 23
RATH 23
TL: Eevee
3. And so the story begins. (7)
Kang!
-Hwahaha! Its a really rare feewing!feelingGeett the latest novels on
A heavy impact that echoed through my hand the moment I blocked. For a second I thought that Id picked the wrong opponent, but it was the same for the opponent.
Hwwaat?
-Hak, I didnt even hit her and such a good scream! Thats exactwy my type! Ownerowner! Hit her again!
Neither I or its creators know how, but somehow the bat series had an impossible to block attribute imbued into it.
Swords, spears, shields, no matter what weapon or armour youre holding, when youre hit by the bat series then even if you block the pain still goes up your weapon into you.
Although I wouldnt know because I dont know what it feels like. Ah, for the record it might seem like something obvious, but the penetration damage of the metal bat is higher than the regular bat.
Wha, what the hell is this?
The woman whose sword I blocked had a stupefied expression on her face.
She probably doesnt understand what happened to her.
Sorry but since I dont understand either I cant explain it to you.
Hoho, but if you look at her appearance alone anyone would think shes a beauty.
Although most men cant keep themselves in control in front of a pretty woman, Im different.
Because Ive seen a lot of beauties in my time. And by and large every single one of them were crazy bitches.
Even with just cases close to me you have the princess and the high elf, and among my disciples you have Sia, No.17 and No.1000.
If the nets widened a bit further, you have the noble girls fighting over Rein as well.
And therefore beauty = high likelihood of a crazy bitch as the majority.
This is definite fact!
Dont believe me? Then look!
Theres no way that a girl swinging her sword around that well smack in the middle of an evil organization would ever be normal!
Hwaaah? Wh, what is this? Why am I hurting when Im the one attacking?
The first strike almost made me drop the metal bat, but now its about the level where its not too hard to defend against.
And in particular the important part of the body for swordsmen, the legs are also definitely shaking as theyre near-failing to keep her body upright. Normally I would switch to attacking from here and end it, but at the sword ki thats getting brighter and brighter on her sword I kept my defensive stance.
-Hak. Owner. I hurt too. It hurts but it feels good. Is, is this how it felt for the others I beat up? Its a new feewing. Owner, what do I do? At this rate Im gonna be a maso!
-Please just, shut up.
But, I dont think I can hold out with this defensive stance forever.
Damn it. If in the worst sadist also becomes a masochist then the mental pollution has a very high likelihood of having a very critical negative influence on my mentality.
A tiny blessing here would be that its voice setting is a little girls, if it was panting with the voice of a mature noonim(2) then it would have been dangerous as hell. In many ways.
-Hwaah! Hit, and be hit! Give and receive pain! This is the realm of gods! A perfect union where I cant tell whether I the hitting side was the M, or I the one getting hit was the M! The pleasure is only getting better!
-Please shut up!
-Hauuu! More, abuse me more!
Ah damn it. Were the settings misset or something. The sounds that would 100% summon Podori(1) for sure if they werent only audible in my head echoed in my brain.
This emergency situation where the ultimate S was becoming the ultimate M was slowly tightening the noose around my neck!
But thankfully, whether due to the accumulation of shock or otherwise, the enemys concentration is dropping by the second. Nows about the time shed start up a big skill.
Uuuu. Please, die!
No.17 push the desk behind you, Rein you hit the wall beside you!
Yes!
The sword ki became a sword aura. The enemy is a swordsmaster that even a peasant would instantly be promoted to at least baron for! Thinking that I would die if I relaxed even for a bit, I commanded my disciples that were staring dumbly at me and Rein who was between them.
Too late!
You are the one thats too late.
What?
A strong attack is headed my way but this is my home ground!
Even the local mongrel keeps half his bowl in his own kennel, in my own office I will claim no less than double!
With a ping the floor the Sword Star was standing on shot up. Bed is a science, and the life of a bed is springs! The specially crafted springs that the dwarven craftsmen crafted for me are the worlds greatest!
As the floor sprang unexpectedly upwards the enemys sword aura missed my by far. But, as expected of a swordsmaster!
Even in that situation she regained her balance and engaged with a follow up.
Fhit!
What kind of room is thiiiiiiiiiss?!
Its dwarven-made.
But the enemys sword was held down by the daggers flying at her from the sides, and arrows flying at her from the front and behind.
As expected of Made in Black Anvil!
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But the enemy was skilled as well.
She immediately retracted her strike in mid-air, and the caliber of her defensive work was nothing short of magnificent. And therefore since I can get fucked over, the moment I slammed the metal bat into her side a distinctly different scream from the others Ive heard so far entered my ears.
Fuweeeeet?
-Owner, owner! Nows the chance!
Huht. Why, stop hittimg me it hurths!
Do you have any more information?
But I need to get information first. Should I get it and kill her straight afterwards?
But since this kid is a 1st class living weapon of the imperial family, if I kill her then the imperial family will come chasing after me. But since the princess is chasing me anyway does it matter then?
I, I know him, too!
As soon as the Sword Stars shaking eyes made contact with No.1 she barely lifted her shaking hand and pointed at No.1.
I am Raina rel Swin, the direct line of the Raina ducal line. Unlike No.17, I was forced here by my brothers with bullshit logic saying it was for the emperor, but in reality since they just didnt want to finish me off with their own hands they sent me to Howling as a death sentence. In other words, unlike No.17 I have absolutely no objective whatsoever!
Oi, oi!
Why are you dragging me into this!
Such a pity. Theres no more information worth hearing from you.
No, noooooo!
-I dont wanna toooooo!
-Saaaaaaaaaameee!
No.17 rushed over to No.1 who very quickly explained himself and started shaking him by his lapels but I ignored them, and to do my job I started drumming the Sword Star, but both the Sword Star and the metal bat are screaming. But moreover. The hell? All my damn disciples are the empires spies. What kind of bullshit is this. Then perhaps.
No.1000. explain.
Yes?
Looking at No.1000 tilt her head I realised that No.1000 really was nothing special.
If this girl was a spy of the empire then that would have meant that the empire was at the verge of ruin.
A spy that seemed like shed spill all if you fed her.
Theres no way that kind of thing would exist?
Hwaa no, please Stop
It seems the Sword Stars body is hitting her limits. I call that state where you can only shiver while repeating the same thing over and over again the blank slate state.
That phenomenon can be observed when the metal bats blessing have reached their limits in the body and the blessings no longer affect them so only the pain is registered, and so their mind goes blank. Hm, this should be fine.
Then
Hiiik!
As I turned my head No.1 and No.17s heads turned sheet white.
Normally I would dispose of traitors, but the organizations already abandoned me, no? I cant afford to make more enemies for nothing.
From here I need to press a favourable image, and use these kids as bait.
No.1, you have no objective, and No.17 your goal is the Nermia familys seal. Correct?
I, I dont need it! Tha, that seal we can just recarve it!
Ye, yes!
Looking at the convulsing mess of the Sword Star in the corner the only thing left in these two kids eyes is fear. Very good. They should listen to me well then. But having said that, the Nermia familys seal.
-Owner, didnt ya melt it down to make me?
-No, I looted the Nermia family after you were made.
So I probably havent melted it down. Since most of the time the seals of high-ranking houses are made with precious metals I normally switched them out during missions and melted them down for other projects, but I havent made anything special after looting the Nermia family.
I probably, still have it? Not like it matters if I dont. She said they could carve out another one after all. Not like its my fault either.
The organization has already abandoned us.
More accurately just me, but master and disciple always share the same fate.
And thus we are escaping the organization. Rein, you take these kids and escape early.
What do we do with that?
That which he pointed with his finger, I thought a bit while looking at the Sword Star that had started drooling, but it cant be helped.
Take her for now.
Isnt she dangerous?
If she seems suspicious then clobber her with that.
Yes, sir.
This kid, how long has it been since I gave him the bat and hes already showing such a strong faith in it.
But since its the Sword Star it might get dicey with just the wooden bat but I didnt say anything. Although it might be tough to tank a sword aura, itll last against sword ki at least.
I, will go looking for this kids seal.
In, instructor!
For a moment No.17 makes a face as if she was deeply moved. Sorry, I stole that. So dont make that kind of face. Youre hurting my conscience.
-Master with a conscience? Sounds like the World Tree would fall before that!
-In that case its already fallen though.
-Haang, it got dirtied! Thats right! My little sister was made with the world tree! My little sister got dirtied!
As I said while pointing towards the bat, the metal bat started and began shouting. Although if youre really going to do the math, the bats date of birth is before the metal bat, but this kid always argues that shes the elder sister.
Now, get moving.
Yes, sir.
I told Rein the escape route and went to find the seal. Ah, before that.
I need to destroy the organization.
Fairs fair after all. Since you lot betrayed me first its not my fault?
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