The Mad Dog of the Dukes House - Chapter 26



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Episode 26 8. Young Mad Dog

One.

There is a huge difference between fighting to subdue and fighting to kill.

In the former case, you cannot target the vital point. It is a limited range attack.

At best, you can only fight while aiming for the arms and legs.

But what about the latter?

Crunch-!

You can blatantly target a vital point, and that difference creates a huge variable in battle.

Charon raised the corners of his mouth as he cut off the head of the enemy blocking his way.

The battle had already begun, and the enemies were confused.

The reason was simple.

Because the battle was going completely differently than they had expected.

“X haircut! You didn’t tell me that this is the kind of guy my target was!”

“What kind of kid is this!”

The fighting structure soon became chaotic.

The Haerang knights, who had been forming an escort formation centered around the train, also followed Caron and dug into the gaps between the enemies.

The one leading the melee was Caron.

Kwaaaaaaaang-!

The magical power of the clear sky extends from the guillotine and splits into dozens of branches, aiming for the necks of the enemies.

Sea Sword Type 4, fierce waves.

Uncontrollable waves lead enemies into a whirlpool.

“How can I subdue a kid like this without any problems-.”

“Then you should die.”

Crunch-!

The enemy’s neck fell to the ground.

and.

Jiiiiiiiiing!

The guillotine, soaked in the enemy’s blood, howls harshly.

fear.

The fear that rose from the sword began to spread throughout the battlefield. Even enemies who had not crossed swords with the guillotine could not help but be aware of it.

That sword is aimed at my neck.

A hint that borders on brainwashing is deeply engraved in the minds of all who oppose Charon.

That alone changed the mood of the battlefield.

On the battlefield, the sense of the moment determines life. But what if that sense is disturbed?

Phew.

“Ugh.”

“Continue supporting Caron!”

“For the great Duke of Reston!”

The situation changes in an instant.

Although they clearly outnumbered us by nearly twice as much, the enemy was already a rabble.

The knights of Haerang, who had taken advantage of the atmosphere, began to aggressively attack their enemies.

When the flow of battle changed so unilaterally, a strange man rushed towards Charon.

Kaaaaaaaang-!

Charon quickly twisted the enemy’s sword with his guillotine. Sparks flew momentarily where the swords clashed.

“oh.”

The magical power flowing through the sword shook his body for a moment. However, Charon skillfully drove away the magical power and glared at his enemy.

‘Five stars at best.’

A deputy captain of a squad of the Knights of Haerang.

Although not all 5-stars are the same, the amount of magical power contained in the attack just now was enough to reach 5-star status.

“For a group of guys sent to catch two kids, they’re doing a better job than I thought. Oh, that’s a compliment.”

The masked man didn’t answer. Instead, he swung his sword at Charon again.

Woooooooooo-!

A sword aimed at the leg.

A sword swung for subduing rather than killing.

‘It must mean that they are trying to capture me somehow.’

Even though his comrades had already died by Charon’s hands, there was no murderous intent in the enemy’s sword.

The only intention is to capture the opponent.

“Shallow.”

I can’t reach the will to kill my opponent.

For Karon, who has been through hellish battlefields, a sword like this is nothing more than a trivial thing.

Paaaaah.

The foot, condensed with the magic power of Cheongmyeong, struck the sword. At that moment, the opponent’s balance collapsed and his upper body opened.

Without hesitation, Charon thrust his guillotine into the gap.

“Cough!”

The guillotine’s strangely dark blue blade pierced the enemy’s abdomen.

At the same time, the man’s mask became stained with blood flowing from his mouth.

Woof woof woof-!

The blood-soaked guillotine began to emit an even more intense murderous aura.

It happened in a split second.

A showdown where they show off their flashy sword skills?

That’s something you only do in a boring arena. Charon knew better than anyone what a battlefield was like.

A place where you have to kill your opponents to survive.

You can’t survive in a place like that with the mentality of not killing your opponent.

Just like right now.

“You’re not at the level of our great-aunt. You should have brought at least a knight commander-level person, not a vice-captain-level person.”

Charon pulled his sword out of his abdomen and swung it again without hesitation.

Bam.

Then the man’s neck fell to the floor with surprising ease.

“Phew.”

Caron pushed back his bangs with his blood-soaked hands.

The surrounding enemies who were watching the scene looked at the boy frozen like ice.

Fear and terror grip their legs.

The opponent is thirteen years old. But can we just see ‘that thing’ as a thirteen-year-old?

“After all, I’m more comfortable on the battlefield. I don’t have to think too much, right?”

They couldn’t even maintain their sanity due to the murderous intent radiating from the sword in the boy’s hand.

His throat will be cut. Surely, his throat will be cut by that sword.

That thought dominates my mind.

Is it really possible to capture a guy who can even cut off the head of a five-star knight without hesitation?

“I’m telling you in advance, I hope you don’t surrender.”

But they soon had to stop thinking about it.

“I’m so excited right now.”

Despair took steps toward them.

2.

Chaeaeaeaaeng-!

Hans clashed swords with the mysterious six-star knight.

The opponent’s skills were real. Moreover, it seemed as if he had faced the Haerang Sword several times before, as he skillfully channeled the power stored in the sword.

Of course, it wasn’t that there was no result at all. It wasn’t long before Hans was able to deduce the identity of his opponent.

A swordsmanship that swings the sword at high speed and exploits the opponent’s weakness, along with hot magical power reminiscent of the scorching heat of the desert.

There are probably a few 6-star knights who can satisfy both of those criteria, but if you consider the habits that are embedded throughout his swordsmanship, the answer is quickly derived.

“Zion Hakimi.”

A knight of the Pazar Sultanate, located in the east of the empire.

Luckily, he was someone I had crossed swords with once while on a mission a year ago.

The other person flinched for a moment at Hans’ words as if he had been hit right on the spot.

But that was only for a moment.

Woof woof woof-!

He began to press Hans, his magical powers growing stronger.

“… …Why on earth are you here?”

Hans frowned and struck his opponent’s sword.

Although I was able to guess the identity of my opponent, I could not guess his purpose at all.

The Empire and the Pazar Sultanate have signed a non-aggression pact.

Those of the knight class, even those of the 6-star rank, must receive prior permission to enter the empire. And of course, that information is also relayed to Cheonghae Castle.

Hans’ memory had no information that Sion Hakimi had entered the country. In other words, this guy was an illegal immigrant.

‘can not understand.’

He is a person who has no grudge against the Duke of Reston.

He was a man who was very loyal to his lord, so why would he target the grandsons of the Grand Duke here?

Kaaaaang-!

Hans released his magical power once again, pushing his opponent back. Then he looked at the young masters fighting in the distance.

Leo was at the rear, taking the attack with the other knights.

On the other hand, Caron.

‘I expected it.’

He was cutting off the enemies’ throats without a single moment of hesitation.

Even though Charon had successfully completed his first mission, this was his first time fighting in this environment. Nevertheless, Charon was literally overwhelming his enemies.

A boy of only thirteen years old is leading the atmosphere of the battlefield.

Chaeaeaeaaeng-!

Hans’ understanding of the situation was limited to that point, because his opponent, who had closed the distance, attempted to attack again.

“Were you free enough to look elsewhere?”

“No way. Zion, you seem to be distracted.”

“That’s nonsense.”

“Ah, so you’re just admitting that you’re Zion Hakimi?”

“… …There is no reason to deny me.”

Hans felt a strange sense of discomfort during that conversation.

Even the scale of the raid was questionable.

Those guys who can mobilize six-star knights from other countries are conducting an attack with only this much force?

There must be another ulterior motive. Other than that, it doesn’t make sense.

“This time I will make you an offer. Surrender. I will spare your life.”

Hans figured out the best way to do it.

It’s not a feat to kill someone here. Who is behind this, and what is the reason for doing this?

Digging up that information was the most important task.

“The situation has already collapsed.”

“I admit it.”

“I will spare your life. Is there any reason for you to die in a foreign land?”

“You don’t know. So I don’t expect you to understand. I have to do my job.”

Flames began to shoot out from the man’s body, and his sword was engulfed in flames.

A haze of flames clouded Hans’ vision, and through the gap in the flames, Zion’s sword surged forward.

The man’s eyes, revealed above the mask, were bloodshot.

‘Magic countercurrent.’

It means that the magic passage has gone wild.

It means that he has already prepared himself for death.

If the situation had reached this point, capturing him alive would have been virtually impossible. Capturing him alive would not have been the problem, but if we were not careful, even killing him could have been difficult.

The opponent has unleashed his magical power. In order to subdue someone who has risked his life to draw out his power, you also need to be prepared.

‘… … If it’s to protect the young masters.’

Woohoo.

The moment Hans was about to cause the magic passage to go wild after his opponent.

Crunch-!

The opponent’s right arm, which was holding the sword, was cut off at some point.

And after a while, a familiar voice rang in my ear.

“Hans, if you were thinking of dying together, I’m a little disappointed. You said you’d protect the capital?”

“Lord Caron!”

Blood-soaked blonde.

Blue eyes that sparkle with life.

A boy with his whole body covered in enemy blood appeared with a smile.

“I thought this one was the most urgent. You’re not late, are you?”

Charon laughed and waved the guillotine.

Then, Zion, whose arm had been cut off, looked at Charon and gritted his teeth.

“Caron Reston.”

The youngest grandson of the duke’s family, shrouded in mystery.

I thought that he would be stronger than his peers as he was a direct descendant of the Duke’s family, but what this young boy showed in this battle was far beyond my imagination.

The boy turned the battlefield upside down all by himself.

Especially that creepily ominous sword.

That sword has numbed the senses of everyone here.

“You… are a monster.”

Charon answered with a snicker at Zion’s dry voice.

“That’s great praise. I appreciate the compliment, but do you think you’ll ever surrender?”

It is better to catch them alive and extract information than to cut off their heads. Charon also made the same judgment as Hans. Survival is also the most primal desire of humans.

But Caron soon felt a sense of alienation in his opponent’s gaze.

Those eyes were not eyes that yearned for life.

Jieeeeeeing-!

The guillotine in his hand swings violently. It is the same vibration that was seen before the train overturned.

“I have no regrets about you. I’m sorry, Caron Les-.”

Crunch!

The guillotine’s blade gently cut off Zion’s neck, and Zion’s head fell to the ground.

Woohoo-!

But the situation was not over.

The corpse of Zion, whose head had been cut off, still stood and began to glow red.

The rampant magical power gathered near the corpse’s heart, and Hans, who saw this, immediately threw Charon down and shouted.

“All squad members! Embrace Leo!”

Hans, who had shouted like that, covered Charon’s body with his own body.

Suddenly, Charon, who was lying on the floor, looked at Hans and shouted.

“Hans!”

“It’s a self-destruct spell. That bastard’s heart was hit with a self-destruct spell. I’m sorry, Young Master. It’s my fault for being incompetent. So, you must survive… … .”

Before Hans could finish speaking, someone’s voice echoed in Charon’s head.

-You’ve finally tasted the fresh blood of knights, so you’ll have to pay for it, you idiot master. If you don’t want your eyes to burst, close them tightly.

After a while.

Kwaaaaaaaang-!

The decapitated body exploded.

There’s a mad dog living in the duke’s house