Volume 2: Boundless Walker Chapter 85 'Heart'!
As Art, who has completed three baptisms, and Silin, a gifted warlock, they are well aware of the qualitative change that occurs after the three baptisms are completed.
The Kendricks in front of him looked aggressive and his sword was intimidating.
But it’s all show!
That speed is not just slow.
And there is no sword...
Sharp!
That’s right!
It’s sharp!
The feeling of a long sword being unsheathed, emitting cold light and unmatched sharpness, did not appear on Candiel Sis!
All I have is a shaky feeling!
Those eleven sword energies seemed complicated but not condensed enough.
The sword seemed resolute, but not firm enough.
Heart, hesitation!
The sword is also decadent!
At this time, Kendills had not even embarked on the path of a "swordsman". The strength he displayed was not even as good as those who had just touched the third baptism.
Of course, in the eyes of ordinary people, Kendalls is still so powerful.
As for Enos?
She also noticed the difference, but it was not because of her extraordinary strength, but because she had seen Kendiel's moves too many times and she was too familiar with Kendiel.
The Kendricks at this moment was completely different from the Kendricks in her memory.
"waste!"
"You still have to rely on me!"
Enos gritted her teeth.
Goethe, who fought against Candice Els, felt the deepest.
Goethe frowned slightly.
He thought that the other party was deliberately creating confusion. After all, the speed shown by the other party was too different from what Art described to him. And inexplicably, Goethe always felt that what the other party was holding in his hand was not a sword.
But it is extremely heavy...
shackles!
Candi Els felt as if he was bound tightly by shackles.
Not only is the sword-drawing speed slow, it also has no power.
Moreover, the trance in his expression made him look completely absent-minded.
But this did not stop Goethe from taking action.
But just when Goethe was about to [strike], Candice Ers, who had already rushed in front of Goethe, suddenly fell down.
A 'swordsman' used all his strength to strike his opponent with his sword, but not only did he fail to stab his opponent, he fell to the ground instead.
"teacher?!"
Et and Mile exclaimed loudly.
Mile, who acted as the referee, and At, who was a prisoner, all rushed towards Kendills.
Enos, however, had a gloomy face and retreated without leaving a trace.
"What despicable means did you use?!"
At, the disciple of Kendills, roared at Goethe.
Miley thought of something.
The young man, who had been following his teacher recently, had red eyes and was about to help his teacher up.
But, it was rejected.
Kendi Els just lay in the mud and waved to his disciples.
His mouth and nose were full of dirt. He raised his head and looked at the sword that had fallen in front of him.
Slow breathing.
It's not because of the dirt in the mouth and nose.
It's because of his...'heart'.
His 'sword heart' was broken.
At some unknown time, during his third baptism, the condensed "Sword Heart" shattered.
"when?"
Kendalls asked himself.
Is it the time when you cut off your own right arm?
Was it when he learned that the lord had killed the governor and defense officer of Snowfield City who trusted him, but did nothing about it?
Or was it because he failed to stop the plague that was about to break out in the Snowfield City?
Or was it the time when you knew your opponent was injured but still participated in the duel?
When is it?
The guardian knight asked himself, his eyes dazedly looking at the sword so close to him.
This sword was given to him by his teacher when he was eighteen years old.
It's his birthday present.
He is also his most important partner.
Why do you feel strange?
The trance before his eyes took Kendalls back to when he was eighteen years old.
'Do you know what sword etiquette is?'
'Know.'
'oh?'
"It is benevolence."
"Well, what else?"
'righteous!'
"What about 'Jian Wen'?"
"Those who hold swords should always use the sword as a mirror to reflect themselves, and should not slack off even for a moment."
"What about 'Kenshin'?"
'I have no idea.'
'Then go out and see the world and people, and maybe you will understand.'
That was the conversation he had with his teacher before he said goodbye.
Afterwards, he left the remote mountain village and walked on the land of the north with the sword given to him by his teacher. He looked at the mountains, rivers, and wilderness of the north, and felt the strong winds and blizzards of the north.
He used the money he earned from hunting to travel.
In every place, people warmly welcomed him.
Everyone has little money and is even very poor.
But still willing to give him some food.
Even at night, when someone was sent to watch him secretly, he still felt warm.
Then?
He arrived at a village in the north, and the village chief refused his request to enter the village to rest. However, he then asked his son to bring him water and food. The money he gave was rejected by the other party.
He still remembers the other person's look of vigilance and contempt.
Be wary of strangers like him.
I despise him for doing this as it is insulting.
At night, while he was resting, a fire started burning in the village.
A detachment of Faber's cavalry, disguised as bandits, attacked there.
When he rushed over, there was no one left alive.
Without hesitation or even reaction, he drew his sword and rushed forward.
He killed all the bandits and was seriously injured. He buried the bodies of the people in the village and treated their wounds with the medicine brought by the bandits. He sold the horses in exchange for boat tickets and went to Fapor.
He killed the mastermind behind the robbery.
He was more seriously injured, but he was still able to move freely and was stronger.
because--
His heart is beating!
His heart told him that this was the right thing to do!
That's not revenge!
But——
'guard!'
With such a 'heart', he completed the third baptism and condensed his own 'sword heart'.
He chose to become the guardian knight of Svetla.
Because he believes that this can protect more people.
only……
Unconsciously, his "protection" turned into protecting certain people.
His sword was blunt.
He never found out.
Even think that you are right.
Still keep finding excuses and reasons for yourself.
"When did I become the person I hate the most?"
Kendalls asked himself.
He turned over and lay on his back, gasping for breath.
"I, lost."
Said the guardian knight.
Et looked at his teacher in disbelief.
Mile wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes.
People around?
cheer!
The miners and Northern cavalry cheered.
The soldiers and captives of Lord Svetla looked at each other in bewilderment.
They subconsciously looked at their lord.
Then--
"Where's Miss Enos?"
"Where is the Lord?"
There were cries of surprise from the crowd of prisoners.
People looked around and eventually saw the lady at the entrance to the mine camp.
She stood there, looking at the path blocked by Xila with a grim expression.
“Get out of the way!”
Enos growled.
"Oh."
Sheila sneered.
Inos immediately raised her hand and hit Xila.
Very fast and quite skillful.
Especially on that ring, there was a thin black needle protruding from it.
"Since you won't get out of the way, then go to hell!"
Enos growled.
She became a plaything, but she also learned something different. She could easily kill a woman like Sheila with one hand... Huh?
Just as Inos was about to listen to Sheila's wailing, her hand was grabbed by Sheila.
Then--
Click!
“Ahhhhhh!”
“My hand is broken!”
Enos held her wrist and wailed.
"I knew this little trick when I was five."
The ring appeared between Sheila's fingers.
It was the one that Enos had used before.
When she broke Inos' wrist, Sheila took the ring off.
Seeing Sheila holding the ring with cold eyes, Inos didn't care about screaming. She retreated repeatedly and shouted, "You can't kill me! Fabol's cavalry will be here soon!"
"I am the only one alive!"
"You can live!"
"Hahaha!"
"I still win!"
"Do you really think that I left just now just to ask these losers to watch the duel?"
"No!"
"I have activated a teleportation array - a teleportation array connected to Fabol. Over there, five thousand Fabol cavalrymen are already ready to go. They will crush you all!"
Enos said as she burst into laughter.
Everyone around was stunned.
Especially the captives from Lord Svetla, they all looked at Inos in disbelief.
"Master Inos, what are you talking about?"
"You're kidding, aren't you?"
Eiter, the disciple of Kendills, the young man who was willing to be a assassin to kill Goethe, looked at Inos in shock, asking questions and seeking confirmation.
"Oh, waste!"
"How could I be joking?"
"My ability to leave Bode was originally a multi-party transaction. Do you really think I have been in Svetla County all this time?"
"Or do you really think I would like a loser like you?"
"When you confessed to me outside the room, Shevers was in my bed, you piece of shit!"
Enos' words made Et's face turn pale.
The young man stumbled and fell to the ground, but this scene stimulated Enos even more.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
Boom!
Inos laughed wildly, but her voice was immediately drowned out by the deafening sound of horse hooves. It was Fapor's cavalry.
Five thousand Fabole cavalry crossed the inland sea.
They flew their flags.
Their helmets and armor were shining.
They were murderous.
They blew their horns, they charged, they...fell into a nest of bugs.
Swarms of insects flew up in the darkness.
They squeezed in through the gaps in the armor.
They sucked the blood of Faber's cavalry.
They penetrated into the bodies of the Fapor cavalry through the torn wounds.
pain!
itch!
pain!
“Ahhhh!”
One after another, Faport's cavalry fell from their horses during the charge.
But the real horror has just begun——
"Don't cry, don't be afraid~ Hum~ Insects are flying~ Mushrooms are laughing~ Dance with the night~"
Gedjil, wearing a cloak, walked in the blood, holding a mushroom with its mouth open and laughing wildly in his hand, humming his mother's favorite tune. Whenever he walked past the Fapol Knights, the Fapol cavalrymen fell off their horses in large numbers as if they were infected with the plague.
Under the masks, their faces alternately showed crying and laughing.
They lay on the ground, rolling back and forth.
Eventually, they went crazy.
They hacked at each other.
They killed each other.
Corpses followed one after another.
The blood eventually turned into a river.
Gejier walked up to Inos step by step. He took off his cloak, and the third son of the Ke family, who had restored his original appearance, looked down at the dazed Inos with a faint smile on his face. He leaned down and whispered in her ear: "The North belongs to the Ke family, and it will always be the Ke family."
After saying that, Gejier put away the mushrooms.
More bugs crawled from the ground onto Inos' body.
They sucked and bit Enos.
“Ahhhhhh!”
Even more shrill screams were heard.
But no one would sympathize with her.
traitor!
The most hated.
Similarly, Gejier was also frightened.
Even the Northern cavalry looked at Gejier with surprise and doubt.
Including Art and Silin.
When Gejil came over, Xila hid far away.
Gejier felt this change.
But it doesn't matter.
He is the third son of the Guardian of the North, Grand Duke Scrooge K.: Gjerk.
He inherits the blood of the Ke family and guards the northern border.
He kept the family rules of the Ke family in mind and protected his family.
even though……
Not understood.
Gejier.K thought silently in his heart and was about to look for Goethe in the crowd. He wanted to take one more look at his brother, even though he was disgusted. But when he turned his head, he found that Goethe had been standing beside him without him knowing when, blocking the view of people in the distance with his body.
Goethe raised his hand and supported Gejier.
In a voice that only two people could hear, he whispered softly—
"Don't push yourself if you're overexerting yourself, Brother-sama."
