9th Class Sword Master: The Guardian of the Sword - Chapter 242
Episode 242
Episode 91. The lady of the royal family (4)
“Get out of the way! Looking at it, aren’t these people who refused conscription?”
“Oh no!”
“I guess that’s right. I’ll check it out when I’m done with the saintess, so don’t think about jumping, you bug-like bastards.”
The knight did not realize that this place was no different from a tiger’s den. He recklessly thrust a window at the patients and created an intimidating atmosphere.
“Oh, that bitch must be a saint. Half in love? The girls next to me are great too.”
The knight pointed his finger at Cheryl, who was changing bandages for patients in the middle of the yard. The people he described as ‘the girls next door’ were, of course, Natalie and Catherine.
In wartime, it was common for knights and high-ranking soldiers to stage ridiculous campaigns.
It’s just that people always have to look closely at their opponents and make fun of their snouts.
“haha. star.”
Swoop.
Natalie first took out the dagger she was wearing in her thigh and threw it at the knight’s forehead.
Naturally, the catcher of a small country could not react to Natalie’s attack.
It wasn’t thrown to kill. The knight’s helmet, pierced by the dagger, fell helplessly to the floor.
“Uh …
” Won’t you get off your horse?”
said Natalie, tossing her new dagger in the air and spinning it around.
And she kicked the dagger before it fell back into her hand.
The dagger flew in and cut off a little of the knight’s earlobe, making a small piercing sound.
Before she could even scream, Natalie jumped up and slammed the knight’s head down with her heel.
“Kuwoak!”
“Shh quiet quiet. Are you alone here? Everyone here is a patient.”
slap slap!
Natalie crouched down with a nonchalant face and mercilessly slapped the fallen knight on the cheek.
The soldiers in the back who saw this had no choice but to freeze like ice with numbness in their 5 cracks.
Even cog Igor Ballinan, who was on my side, could hardly feel her terrifying personality.
“Now you have a face worth looking at. repeat what you said earlier
Who are you looking for?”
“Sungnyeo Seo…
“Sir.”
“yes?”
“Not a saint, but a saint.”
“I came to see the old saintess.”
“Um, yes. You can see over there that my friend is pretty busy, right? Why are there so many injured people…
That’s why I’m talking about getting rid of it.”
“I will go away. sorry.”
Unlike when they came, the soldiers backed away stealthily.
Natalie grabbed the knight by the collar and threw it into the back of the fleeing soldiers.
And as if the bloody atmosphere just now was a lie, Natalie put her hand around Seryl’s shoulder with a natural face.
“What are you looking at, patients? Is it sick? Aren’t you standing straight in line? I’m different from him, so I don’t really like volunteering.”
When Natalie gave a bad command, the patients who were scattered around the central heating room freaked out and lined up.
In the midst of an orderly atmosphere, Cheryl treated the patients, and the chaotic atmosphere quickly subsided.
“What a scary woman you are…
You seem to be much stronger than me.”
Calsis, who was watching the scene through the window, swallowed.
“He is my sweetheart.”
“Ah, somehow… By the way, can I send it back like that? I’ll come back with more soldiers, you damn bastards!”
“Well, if that fellow Klein gets his head spinning even a little bit, he’ll be crushed. Now I have to go down and help my comrades. Calcis, you should get some rest.”
“No, I will go down too. Closing your eyes for five minutes is enough.”
Unfortunately, the aristocrat of the Principality of Luscan, named Klein, was not as intelligent as Yuma had hoped.
“What kind of bitch!”
Soon after, Klein shouted like that and brought close to 500 troops.
According to his common sense, it was because there was no warrior in the Principality of Luskan who could handle 500 troops alone.
Especially in an outlying town like this.
Among those 500, there was one sword master mixed in, and there was also a knight squad made up of sword experts.
If it was a unit of this size, no matter where they were placed in the Principality of Luscan, it would not be a problem.
Klein swears in a frivolous voice.
A young and arrogant lord. He was born into a moderately wealthy nobleman and was an immature child who had lived without knowing the world.
“Is it not enough to treat those who refuse to be conscripted, and even assault my subordinates? Archer! aiming!”
“Your lord! If you kill civilians carelessly…
But it seems that not all of Klein’s subordinates are very stupid. An old man with gray hair was constantly pleading with Klein.
Yuma and the others were dumbfounded by the sight and decided to watch in silence for a while.
“I played around.”
“You shouldn’t do this!”
“I know the old man, so stop talking. Can’t we just kill them and go?”
“Lord!”
Klein was typical. He did not listen to the old man’s words and urged the archers with a mean laugh.
“There aren’t even a few of them, but kill them all! Those bitches will skin it and turn it into a carpet!”
The archers pulled their bowstrings.
They seemed to have no hesitation at all, as if they had not a few experiences of massacring civilians in this way since the Battle of the Territory began.
At that moment, Sebra shouted:
“I am Sebra Ether, the 12th princess of the royal family of Ether! Sir Klein of Seden Street, please pass on your troops!”
Hearing Sevra’s rapturous voice, even the frivolous Klein seemed to hesitate for a moment. Seborah stood straight up towards them and waited for an answer.
“Oh…. The last princess of the royal family of Ether became Emperor Rugal’s plaything. What are you talking about?”
“Emperor Rugal released me.”
Klein jumped off his horse and took a few steps toward Sevra.
He had one corner of his mouth raised and a sneering look on his face.
“okay. Knowing that I am Sedan Ga, with a beautiful voice and a look that looks like chewed up food… I think it fits. Does it look really weird? Look at you who are surprised too. What kind of face is this?”
“You bastard! What did you just say to the princess! Tear it to death!”
Khalsis drew a sword from his waist and sprinted. Then Cheryl raised her hand to stop him.
“Kahaha! Do you still think that the royal house of Aether rules Luskan?
Where are all the ruined bastards stepping out recklessly? Outside, the Yeongji War is in full swing! Therefore, this is also my land!”
“Sir Klein. I am not interested in reclaiming the Luscan lands. Can’t you just go back?”
“Ah, that one voice is really killing me! God is so fair An ugly princess like you can’t be found anywhere in the world. Hahaha…
Huh? what is that?”
r=yr=y_ ==y_ z=? t 6 6 6 6 6 1 Igor, enraged by the absurd remark, started running at Klein with his bare body.
Hearing the filthy words and actions of scorning the woman he loved, it felt like someone was holding his soul with an iron.
If there was a water buffalo in the demon realm, would it look like this?
Igor, who had white eyes and was chewing on crab foam, was a tank destroyer. The nickname of troll slayer did not come about for nothing while he was in the cello unit.
Yuma and the others were also surprised. It was the first time they had seen Igor so angry.
Igor was the one who always laughed loudly and clung to him even when he hit him.
Even when the story of the Rollmandi family, who had abused him as a child, happened to come up, Igor had never shown his emotions as intensely as he does now.
Igor’s anger surprised them more than Klein’s absurd remarks or Sebra’s boldness.
“Such a madman. Shoot!”
Suk Suk Suk!
As the archers let go of their bowstrings, dozens of arrows flew straight toward Igor.
Igor ran, glaring at Klein without a hint of backing down or avoiding him.
Of course, the arrow did not pierce Igor’s body.
As Calon and Chainsword flashed and emitted an aura, all the arrows fired disintegrated in the air. It’s like melting a sugar bar in hot water.
The archers who shot the arrows, as well as everyone who watched, opened their mouths in disbelief.
“Whoaaaaa!”
Igor screamed and began to push the humans out of his way.
The sword experts blocked him with their swords and shields, but Igor used his shoulders like horns to catch them all and blow them away.
It even looked like Yuma as she pushed herself in between the blades spread like a bundle and broke the spear with her bare hands.
“Ugh!”
Igor stomps among the soldiers as if pulling out a pile of grass. Klein was already in a state of panic, his face white.
The last bastion Klein possessed was the Sword Master.
However, Igor’s punch shattered his entire jawbone and he fainted. I couldn’t even stretch my sword properly.
“Was Igor that strong?”
“Isn’t it because Yuma-san beat me every day, so I became stronger? Kantai-san also hit me a lot. During the three months Yuma-sama fell, we were beaten especially a lot in the name of sparring.”
“It’s bloody…. That’s quite the case when you turn the top. You usually do something like that.”
Kwajik Kwajik!
Every time Igor punched or twisted, the sound of someone’s bones breaking could be heard.
In addition, the archers fired two more arrows, but in vain. It was thanks to Yuma and Natalie blocking it.
The soldiers were afraid of Gor, who jumped in like mad dogs, but they were more afraid of the monsters that fired arrows at them with relaxed faces from behind.
In less than three minutes, Igor was able to knock out about 50 soldiers and grab Klein by the collar. Nolun groaned and grabbed Igor by the crotch of his trousers, but to no avail.
Igor also had a lot of sharp scratches here and there on his spear, and he was bleeding profusely all over his body.
Igor’s bloodied palms cast a thick shadow over Klein’s face.
“No, wait, I was wrong. I made a mistake in poetry!”
Igor grabbed Klein’s head and lifted him up. Klein let out a choking scream as he felt the pain as if his neck bones were being pulled out.
“Kek kek!”
Igor picked up Klein and walked towards Sebra with a bang.
Then, he held out Klein in front of Sevra and stood still.
The dignified and rich aura of a male who had successfully completed his revenge and hunting seemed to spread.
Sevra looked at Klein, who struggled like an overturned frog, with calm eyes.
“Sir Klein.”
“Cheer cuckoo! Princess Sebra! I made a mistake! Forgive me!”
She thought for a moment as she watched Klein struggle, locked in Igor’s grip.
His savage and despicable behavior is something Sevra can’t understand.
Sebora made direct eye contact with him and asked.
“Does a royal woman have to be beautiful?”
“What is that? Kuck!”
“If you were born a woman, do you have to be beautiful? is that so?”
“Ha ha ha! It is not!”
“But why…
do people like you always laugh at me like that?
But Sebora couldn’t ask for the back story. Because Igor stabbed Klein’s face on the floor, knocking him out.
And the soldiers abandoned Klein and ran away until their feet were on fire.
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