Holy Punishers (3)
Sir Plattek swung his Blade Aura like a berserker.
“Taaaaaaaah!”
He burst out a shout, cut, stabbed, and aimed for Han-bin with his sword.
With each movement, the Aura on his blade became a blue gale, playing a symphony of destruction.
Boom!
However, the opponent proved himself to be an iron fortress.
“You said you would show me true power.”
Reacting to all the attacks with Gigant, Ryu Han-bin spoke teasingly.
“When the hell will you show it to me? This is getting boring.”
Plattek couldn’t care about the blatant ridicule.
He wasn’t in a position to do that.
‘I can’t stand him…’
Han-bin was not using any advanced swordsmanship.
There was no subtle counterattack.
Han-bin took all the attacks with overwhelming speed, bouncing back with overwhelming Aura amount and holding on with overwhelming physical power!
What that meant was simple.
The muscular swordsman was overwhelmingly stronger than Plattek.
It wasn’t just a slight gap either!
Han-bin was way above level 100 according to the information Plattek gained by observing him!
‘How can he already be so strong at such a young age…’
The opponent’s entirety was reflected in Plattek’s despairing eyes.
He had a savage figure and showed off his bare body since he wasn’t wearing proper clothes, let alone armor.
‘No… no way…’
Plattek had also heard of those who fought while wearing such strange outfits.
He forgot about it because it had been such a long time.
“Legendary Valtara Warrior?”
Han-bin’s expression became strange.
‘Did you just realize that right now?’
Han-bin thought he was quite openly identified.
‘No, a man who wants to fight just showed up in his furry shorts, and you never thought it was weird?’
It was because there were so many naked humans under Count Prouasar.
Since the exploitation was so severe, it left most citizens with no money. That made Plattek not even think about it.
Plattek hit him with his long sword, a look of distrust evident on his face.
“That’s ridiculous! Even a Valtara warrior can’t be as strong as you at that age!”
Of course, Han-bin deflected it lightly again.
‘Actually, I’m not much younger than I look.’
And Han-bin thought about it for a while.
‘How should I finish him?’
It was easy to get rid of him.
Han-bin just had to press him hard with power and cut his neck.
The problem was that his partners wanted him to destroy the enemy ‘colorfully.’
The Holy Punishers’ strength needed to be spread throughout the Fairy Kingdom as much as possible.
‘… Colorful, jeez.’
Ryu Han-bin was the least confident about it.
‘My swordsmanship isn’t made up of cool movements.’
His style and the Sword King’s style were simple, strong, clear, but unstoppable.
Therefore, it was far from the colorful swordsmanship that made people dizzy.
Han-bin glanced at the silver-haired girl behind his back.
‘Should I have told Effir to fight? She’s good at fighting fancily.’
Her fighting style was as elegant and sleek as a gymnast, and the way she fought with Magic Swordsmanship was quite splendid, shooting fireworks and lightning.
‘No one recognizes Gigant anyway.’
If Effir had dealt with Plattek from the beginning, the promotional effect would have been much better.
But Han-bin was already in the battle, and if he suddenly said, ‘Wait! I can’t fight in a cool way. I’ll switch with someone who can fight more flashily!’, it would be funny.
‘Alright, let’s do this.’
Han-bin lifted Gigant over his head.
If he couldn’t colorfully handle his enemy, then he just had to go wild!
‘I don’t have to use this against this kind of opponent, but…’
It was the best skill he had ever done.
-Crosscut!
The red Aura split the world.
Boom!
* * *
Lord Plattek, a level 76 Aura user and the most powerful man in the territory of Count Prouasar disappeared.
Only red fragments, which had once been Lord Plattek, were scattered everywhere.
Blood rained down from the night sky.
Saaaaaaa…
It was a bit too much to say that it was just blood from a single person’s body.
All kinds of debris were falling with crushed rocks.
Along the long stretch of earth’s destruction trail, dark and red unidentified objects could be seen.
The remaining aftermath alone still caused the earth to shake faintly, causing it to create noise.
Kugugugu…
His ‘crosscut’ didn’t just smash Lord Plattek but also swept through most of the knights of the Count who had been in range. It also blew up nearly half of the main house of the Count.
Ryu Han-bin gave a bitter smile as he held his Gigant back.
“It’s kind of funny to insist that this is a cut.”
He did it with his own hands, but it was ridiculous to him.
‘At this point, shouldn’t I call it gunshots or bombardment rather than swordsmanship?’
But the effect was clear.
“Ahhhhhhhhh…”
“D-devil!”
“Save… save me!”
Most of the survivors were not safe either.
Most of them lost one arm and one leg.
Only a few men who were fine were left behind.
It was indeed a terrible sight.
However, unlike when dealing with soldiers, Ryu Han-bin did not pay any attention to the knights’ deaths.
A servant was only as honest as their master.
The knights of Count Prouasar were as notorious as the lord they served.
They actively participated in the exploitation of the commoners and enriched themselves by taking advantage of their power.
They had to die.
That way, the Holy Punishers could tell the world that they were doing justice in the name of the Goddesses.
With a blunt face, Ryu Han-bin approached Count Prouasar.
Buck, buck, buck.
The Count, who was out of his mind, slumped down.
“Uh, uh…”
Although Prouasar had learned swordsmanship as an aristocrat, he was an ordinary man.
It was shown on the Guideline.
[Race: Sylph. Swordsman Lv. 8]
His level was what the result would be when a negligent person who had no talent tried to learn martial arts.
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