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Mushoku Tensei (LN) - Volume 26 - Chapter 3.3




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About ten minutes later, around a quarter of the forest around the Ravine of the Earthwyrm was gone. Amid the now scorched and barren wasteland, scattered with mounds of splintered trees, there knelt a boy missing both his arms. A sword pressed into this throat. The boy looked up at its wielder in blank shock. A man with silver hair and distinctive eyes stared back. He didn’t have a scratch on him. Looking at him standing there unscathed, you’d think there hadn’t been a battle at all. The only clue was a spattering of dirt on his clothing.

“Choose. Become my follower or die.”

The Dragon God against the North God in the Fighting God Armor.

That match-up could have been a truly legendary battle. A pair of opponents of that caliber could have gone down in history for good. Sadly, the actual battle was nothing so grand. It was too devastatingly one-sided for that. Honestly? It was tough for me to put it into words. I watched it, getting caught in the melee and narrowly escaping death as I did so, but they moved so fast I could hardly see anything. Even with the Eye of Foresight, I couldn’t tell what either of them were doing. The only thing I saw for sure was that Orsted always had the upper hand. I could tell that every time Alec tried to turn things around, Orsted smashed him into utter submission. He was completely outmatched. Even with the Fighting God Armor and the King Dragon Blade, he couldn’t touch a hair on Orsted’s head. The armor was smashed to pieces, which were now beginning to regenerate, but they had detached from Alec’s body. The King Dragon Blade lay on the ground nearby along with his arm. 

Alec had long since lost all will to fight. He looked up at Orsted, his face petrified with fear. Tears streamed from his defeated eyes, and his mouth hung half open. The boy who’d boasted of becoming a hero was gone. In his place was a whimpering puppy, its spirit entirely broken.

After a long silence, at last he spoke. “I will become your follower,” he said.

And now, this time, the battle really was over. 



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