I Became a Childhood Friend With the Villainous Saintess

56 – Beyond the original (2)

My throat was itchy, perhaps because I ate too much dust.

Even though I opened the helmet for a moment and spit, I still felt like something was stuck in my throat.

It was a side effect of destroying the building.

I was walking around in a place filled with drug smoke, and all kinds of dust was flying around.

If I had known this would happen, I would have asked Sirien to at least bring some water when she was there.

By now, our saint is probably cleaning up the ruins I left behind.

‘I should also ask about the red letters on the armor.’

I was quite embarrassed when a red light suddenly appeared from the armor.

I thought it was an attack I didn’t know about, so I quickly raised my divinity.

Fortunately, these red letters were protecting my body.

Probably Sirien prepared it.

When I briefly encountered him, I saw him startled.

Siri Endo seems to have never expected that she would shine like this.

Because of this, I have become somewhat of a villain in the eyes of others, but it doesn’t matter.

As far as I know, armor just had to be strong and move well.

“Do, run away. “Run away!”

“Huh, huh!”

As time passed, the number of people running away as soon as they saw me increased.

Sirien and I’s goal was not simple massacre, so we did not pursue and kill them persistently.

However, she was so deeply addicted that she smelled like a gutter or showed no mercy when she attacked me.

Mullet flowers are originally poisonous plants. A poison that causes mild delirium and hallucinations when poisoned.

The poison was purified into the street rat’s drug, and its addictiveness was no less than that of modern drugs.

A swamp that you can’t escape from. The addicts here were the ones sinking in the swamp with no intention of getting out.

Thanks to this, it was easy to distinguish.

No matter how brave a warrior is, he is bound to back out in a fight where the difference in strategy is clear.

However, those who were drunk on drugs rushed at them without any hesitation.

The great sword cut down the swamp.

Corpses lay scattered across the shabby ground.

‘How many people did you kill?’

Quite a bit of time has passed.

Sirien had already destroyed all the strongholds he had found.

She even chased and found some runaways, but now there isn’t even that left.

Thanks to this, there was no place to go.

It was strange that even after all the fuss had been made, Milan was nowhere to be seen.

Are you really going to hide and dive like this?

I was about to become anxious. I felt my divinity vaguely in the distance.

The sword handed over to Isha was pulled out.

The place where divinity was felt was neither too far nor too close.

“I found it.”

They say it’s a sewer rat, but I never thought it would live up to its name.

The place where my divinity bloomed was near the gutter where Requitas’ sewage collected.

As we got closer to the gutter, real enemies began to appear.

It was a guy who knew how to use a sword properly, or a mercenary who had been hired by Mylan.

Among them, there was one who recognized me like Bester, the bear beast.

However, it seemed like I had a lot of resentment towards this person.

Blind spot of vision. The wolf lurking on the street corner slammed down his claws.

“We’re finally meeting, damn human!”

“Where did we see you before? “I feel like this is my first time seeing you.”

“Gateway to Actania! Are you going to pretend not to know my brother?”

“Sorry. “I really don’t know.”

There should have been one or two prisoners who died in my hands.

Still, we decided to respect the right to revenge. It meant that he would at least treat the other person.

If I just pass by, it seems like it will chase me until the end.

Blocked the oncoming claws with the blade. The situation did not allow cutting down at all.

Surprisingly, the great sword is a weapon that is of little use in close combat.

Each movement is large, leaving many gaps. He first secured distance by pushing the blade of his sword as a shield.

Can you trust your armor and withstand the claws of a beastman?

I made an estimate, but it wasn’t very optimistic.

The claws were too sharp to try comfortably.

Well-honed speculation turned towards me again.

Perhaps that prisoner had better skills than his deceased brother.

No matter how much I tried to remember, there was no one who came to mind among the wolf beastmen.

“Kaaa! I’m Forest Claw…….”

“But that’s not enough to even hear a self-introduction.”

The only thing that didn’t go well was the first attack.

Now that I knew the location and had adjusted the distance and posture, there was no reason to give in any more.

The great sword swung wide split the wolf beastman in half.

Despite various shortcomings, there were reasons for using heavy weapons.

Because there is almost no defense against my great sword.

I crossed over the wolf’s corpse and kept moving forward.

* * *

We advanced as if sweeping the enemy. It seemed to be quite late.

As soon as I saw Milan, I stabbed him with my sword, but he responded well.

A strong shock occurred on the surface of the sword, as if trying to remove the great sword. First, I retrieved my blade and stepped back.

Milan glared at me with cold eyes.

“Ha. “You made it this far.”

“It’s a bit sad to say that. “I was planning on winning at least your head from the beginning.”

“Yes. Try it. I’d rather just count it as a success. “If we kill them all here, there won’t be any trouble in the future.”

“He’s really good at talking about topics that I used to hide because I was scared.”

First, I looked around.

Isha had lost her mind and was lying on the floor, and a man with gray hair was standing in front of her.

That guy is probably Russell. She had the same hair as Isha, so it was easy to tell them apart.

However, Russell’s appearance was not what was said.

It seemed like they were holding on to something that should have been incapable of fighting long ago.

Not only was his entire body covered in blood, but one of his arms was grotesquely bent and on the verge of being torn off.

Even if this incident went well, it seemed like it would be difficult for that arm to recover.

The internal injuries were considerable, and the sound of rapid breathing was accompanied by pain.

Blood was dripping from the corner of my mouth, as if I had already vomited blood several times.

Russell looked at me and tried to coax her, but it seemed like no sound came out of her mouth.

I stood in the way between Milan and Russell.

“Pick up her daughter and go the way I came in. If you meet a silver-haired woman on the way, politely ask for help. “If you see Isha, she will help you.”

I didn’t look back.

I could vaguely see Russell taking care of Isha. That was it.

Millan was not an enemy to be faced with in a state of lost consciousness.

“You’re not saying you’re going to let me run away?”

“All I have to do is kill you and chase you.”

Milan’s weapon is knuckles. Blood-stained metal revealed its presence in his tightly clenched fist.

The strength coming from a strong body must have been considerable, and the shock I received when the great sword was pushed away was unusual.

Since he did not use a weapon, he was able to switch between offense and defense much more freely, and his movements were quicker than he looked.

The special ability he had didn’t seem to be something as noticeable as fire or ice.

If that were the case, you would have seen traces in Russell’s wounds. He has no reason to save until now.

However, something was strange.

The more we exchanged arguments, the more I felt something off.

‘One beat is fast?’

It was entirely possible for him to see and react to my attack.

When humans move, of course there are foreshadowings, and I am not free from those rules.

This was especially true for weapons that were difficult to use, such as a great sword.

The problem was that this guy didn’t seem to ‘react’ when he saw me.

I feel like I already know what I’m going to do. As I was looking at the answer sheet clearly, I felt like I was reacting, not reacting.

I missed the first move several times because I could clearly see the intention.

Did I lose out in the psychological warfare?

No. It wasn’t that kind of concept.

Mylan tried to thrust his fist towards me, but then he stepped back.

If I had just thrown him out, I could have grabbed his arm. Even though he hadn’t made any moves yet, his aim was read.

In this case, the timing for removing the great sword was delayed.

He had to slightly lower his left arm to block Millan’s fist. There was quite a bit of shock.

Still, the defense wasn’t bad.

Millen went in too deep.

No matter how well you read the moves, if you cannot avoid them, they are useless.

At this rate, I felt like I could cut it in two with a great sword.

The moment when the blade rushed towards Milan.

A strong impact occurred on the blade that was not touching anything. The sword, whose orbit was distorted, could not cut down Mylan.

This opens my defense. Moreover, his left arm was shocked again, and before he knew it, Milan’s fist had come within a stone’s throw.

“Pfft!”

Clean hit. A fist stuck in my solar plexus.

The impact that reached the inside of the armor was unusual.

Russell’s body wasn’t cut down for no reason?

There was a slight taste of blood in my mouth. I felt like I was slightly hurt inside.

“I don’t understand. Do you think you can get away with going on a rampage like this in Requitas? “Would I have jumped into this huge business without anyone behind me?”

“Then did I come to this smelly city to kill some people? “This is a funny bastard.”

Millan seemed to think he had won.

It looks like his tongue is getting longer because he looks like he’s going to win.

All it took was one successful attack.

I didn’t even know that I was running out of money.

I just found out what Milan’s special ability was through the attack.

You would never get hit by the same move twice.

A mouth is a mouth.

As someone from the Yesong Controversy Nation, I could never lose a verbal argument.

He shouted, pointing his greatsword at Milan again.

“This is a request from Baron Isquente, 3rd Commander of the Northern Front. “They asked me to clean it up because there was trash behind the front lines who kept selling drugs.”