Omniscient First-Person’s Viewpoint - Chapter 151

EP.151 The road flows with the traveler – 7

I remembered his existence a beat later. The one who disappeared too naturally and was not noticed anywhere, so he got away from everyone’s attention.

General Patraxion sat on top of the container and looked down at them boredly.

“I didn’t plan to work because it was originally a vacation. I was curious as to why the hell they would touch a container full of mail and chimera bean seeds, so I just tried to watch.”

The general sat down. Landing silently, he walked with a leisurely step as if he were out for a walk.

There was no weapon in his hand, but Lord Balzroy couldn’t take his eyes off his whole body.

It was as if the one with the weapon and the one without were switched.

“Still, man. What is a duel to an old man? A duel. To the person who will die soon if left alone.”

Lord Balzroy gritted his teeth and shouted at the familiar face that appeared out of nowhere.

“…why. are you here No one should be heading this way now that they are coming down!”

“The information must have leaked somewhere. The resistance knows better about the recently released operation manual.”

The general, scratching his head, replied.

“Did you see me listening to someone’s orders? The moment I saw the order, I immediately took a leave of absence and ran. If you don’t take leave, you’re disobeying orders.”

Indeed, meeting him here was nothing but the result of a combination of whim and coincidence. Realizing that, Lord Balzroy muttered dejectedly.

“…damn. Bad luck is bad luck like this.”

“Unlucky? Isn’t it rather good?”

General Patraxion smiled as he showed his free hand.

“ruler. here i am I have no weapons and no subordinates to protect me. If you win a duel against me here, the military will stumble and your reputation will rise. how is it? Isn’t it much more worth doing than simply dumping a container?”

But Lord Balzroy knew better than anyone how unrealistic that was.

Although it is now called the Six Generals of the country, it was once a promising knight in the kingdom.

And the knight who defeated the strongest guardian knight of the time and destroyed the kingdom with his own hands.

Knight of Rebellion, Patraxion.

He was looking down at Lord Balzroy with rapturous eyes.

“Show your will. show your determination Challenge the one who can’t win to a duel and entrust victory or defeat to the arms of a glorious god. ruler. Here is your enemy, the traitor who overthrew the kingdom. Judge me proudly with a duel!”

Lord Balzroy gripped the spear firmly against the blowing wind, but despair swelled in his heart apart from the power in his grasp.

He clenched his trembling hands and shouted to hide his fear.

“Where does the traitor who destroyed the kingdom speak of a sacred duel…!”

“treason? That sounds absurd.”

bang!

At that time, the Resistance, who was on guard from behind, opened fire. At the same time, the general crossed his finger lightly.

The wind has stopped.

The little finger cannot beat the thumb when it comes to strength. Even if you train yourself to become stronger than someone else’s thumb, you can’t overcome that person’s irony.

You cannot reach behind your arm. Even if you develop flexibility, your reach is the limit. The body wasn’t designed that way.

Of course, of course. Strength or anything has limits, and weaknesses cannot overwhelm strengths. basic truth.

But the moment qigong reached its peak. At some point, there comes a moment that far transcends the general strength. The moment at which force changes from magnitude to intensity.

A bullet was held in the general’s finger. It is still a long way from a dedicated bullet that has only increased penetrating power with the intention of somehow penetrating the anti-tank pore.

The general who exhaled qigong with his whole body took control of this space itself. To the extent that bullets and the like would not dare to pierce through it.

The general said, spinning the bullet he held in his finger.

“What I did was not treason.”

A time when private duels were rampant in the name of a god. A time when it was taken for granted that the strong plundered the weak to enrich their lives.

It was around the time that corrupt merchants realized how to amass wealth illegally by colluding with armed knights and spreading the harm to the world.

An indiscriminate duel ensued. The weak had to give in to survive. The strong sought out those who were weaker than themselves and accumulated wealth for wealth and honor.

God blessed the victors, and those who died were denounced as evil.

“I legitimately challenged the duel against the kingdom. They just won.”

A story that is now talked about as a legend.

Jeolchang stood on both legs on the outskirts of the capital and shouted the sentence of duel towards the distant castle.

the challenger himself. The target is the kingdom itself.

The most brilliant knight became the knight of rebellion.

The twilight of knights and the first rising star.

Having changed history, he said with his shoulders drooping as if he was a little disappointed.

“I did, but can’t you duel even against me? Doesn’t the author of the article have that much courage?”

“Is this a provocation!”

The spear flashed without warning from Lord Balzroy. Even in the situation where the general’s qigong grabbed the wind, he threw the spear away with his own qigong. A strong stab to break through only one point. Didn’t even count the power.

The general took the spear lightly with the bullet between his fingers. The tip of the spear and the tip of the bullet collided precisely and came to a stop exquisitely balanced.

the general murmured.

“The basics are quite good, but vague. Have you been neglecting your training lately? Well, there’s no duel, so there’s no need to practice.”

“You bastard!”

Lord Balzroy, who had been stopped, grabbed his spear and spun it around. It was meant to shake off bullets by spinning.

But his spear did not move. Lord Balzroy groaned and twisted his arm. I grabbed it and turned it, and I concentrated my strength for a moment and pushed it.

But the bullet did not budge. The general was collecting the power like a feat with a short, blunt end.

The only thing the knight was allowed to do was step back.

“Try a little harder. I need to give you strength Hold it with both hands.”

The general moved the bullet playfully and followed Lord Balzroy’s spear.

At some point, such a strange confrontation continued.

For a moment, the general’s body opened. Lord Balzroy’s expression was colored with joy.

“You were careless!”

Click. Lord Balzroy pulled something from the tip of his spear. Soon after, the entire window was stained red with acrid smoke. The windowsill sucked in the surrounding air.

Sensing something unusual, the general murmured.

“what? Were you careless?”

Balzroy’s weapon was a spear, but not a spear. It was also a disposable gun barrel with something built into it so that it could fire a single shot into a hollow spearhead.

By the time I noticed it, it was right after the explosion had already occurred.

“and.”

With the words, a roar erupted. The spearhead exploded the sucked in air and fired a cannonball from the inside.

It has lousy hit rate and terrible durability, but only once. Only once, it delivers a more powerful blow than anything else. The tip of the spear burned red and spewed out fierce flames.

A trump card hidden by a knight equipped with his own might.

“what. Are you using a gun too?”

Even that. We become helpless in front of the strength that has reached the state.

There is no spear in the general’s hand. But it doesn’t really matter. He can use even the smallest bullet in his finger like a spear.

Feasts unfolded in his hands.

It was a bullet the size of a finger, but the general swung it like a spear and threw it. The shortest spear in the world went up the gun barrel.

The bullet fired by the finger penetrated the very center of the explosion. Driven by a torrent of tremendous power.

When it comes to guns and cannons, they are nothing but steel barrels that block them on all sides and push the force of the explosion to only one side.

So, simply put, if qigong is stronger than steel, you can overcome guns and cannons very easily.

The general’s qigong was stronger than the gun barrel. Blocked by the storm brought by the bullets, the explosion inside the window spread like a rabble in all directions.

In the end, the spearhead, unable to withstand the force, exploded from the inside. Lord Baltzroy, whose trump card had been put to nothing, looked down at the spearhead with the middle part bent with a bewildered face.

“Didn’t knights eventually overcome the trend of the times? Throwing away the spear and using a gun… But since my spear won, isn’t the spear better than the gun after all?”

There was no consciousness that what he had just fired was not a spear, but a bullet. Lord Balzroy hesitantly withdrew and stood with his back to the container.

‘…the class is different. can’t win I can’t even run away Damn it.’

Sensing the gap, Lord Balzroy glared at General Patraxion in anger. His heart was filled only with resentment, not the shame or anger of a loser.

he exclaimed.

“Shit. Why, if it were a kingdom, you could live like a king. No, he could have reigned like a god! why! Why did you abandon the kingdom!”

General Patraxion calmly listened to the cries of those who had been kicked out of vested interests.

“If you want to be a god, you can go into the well and become the god of frogs. What are you crawling out of? If you’re going to fight, fight a strong opponent. Isn’t that the true taste of a duel?”

A word that has the deep meaning of saying that you are nothing more than a frog in a well.

Insulted, Lord Balzroy gritted his teeth and muttered lowly:

“…everyone.”

The Resistance, feeling unusual, was crouching inside the container. Inside the container, they waited for Lord Balzroy’s orders.

Lord Balzroy, who had summoned them, muttered with his eyes shining ominously.

“Scatter. run away! Take a hostage or splash! Survive on your own!”

At that moment, like a swarm of rats coming out of a rat hole, the Resistance came out in all directions. While the general looked there for a moment, Lord Balzroy kicked the ground.

‘hostage! Take a hostage!’

As Lord Balzroy looked around for the only way to survive, he saw a mother hugging her son tightly. He swung his spear in all directions and immediately moved towards it.

But it didn’t last long.

“I knew it.”

Colonel Gand, a disciple of General Patraxion, stood in his way. The crudely designed ceremonial spear lightly removed Lord Balzroy’s spear.

Lord Balzroy, who had been stopped again, glared at the colonel’s spear.

“How dare you use a spear in front of me!”

It might be a great song, but I just couldn’t lose to that subordinate.

Half to come, half with a cool calculation, Lord Balzroy stretched out the broken spear pole. The shortened spear cut through the wind and aimed at Colonel Gand’s vital points one after another.

However, Colonel Gand dodged and shed a piece of paper and received Lord Balzroy’s attack.

“It’s a pity that I couldn’t compete with a knight after the extinction of knights.”

visor.

Gand, who swung his ceremonial spear long and shook off Lord Balzroy, muttered indifferently.

“It was disappointing to see it once. Is this all?”

“Discussing spears in front of a knight! Pay for that arrogance with death…!”

Enraged, Lord Balzroy raised his whole body’s qigong. I made my whole body like a spear, lowered my body, and stabbed it obliquely from the bottom up. A natural flower rose from the tip of the spear that held the air.

His ultimate move, the goblin spear. A technique that had the embarrassing title of claiming one life every time the ogre’s fire flashed.

Looking at the spear that had been stabbed up to the bottom of his chin in an instant, Gand stretched out to face him. The poles of the spears crossed and the blades of the spears aimed for each other’s lives, ignoring defense.

key gig. The window panes scratch each other. Drops of blood dripped down the blade of the spear. Victory or defeat was decided by someone’s death.

Colonel Gand muttered nonchalantly.

“You are. Who is my teacher and dare to challenge me with a spear?”

“Ouch…!”

The voice comes from the throat. Therefore, if a spear blade is stuck in the neck, you cannot speak.

So Lord Balzroy didn’t say anything, but after biting a bubble of blood, he collapsed helplessly. Gand retrieved the spear and spun it around.

General Patraxion strode towards Gand.

“hey. Have you improved your skills? Can I put a star on it now?”

“Is it like running when the stars ask for it? You have to accumulate majors.”

“What is the major of this guy with some experience? If you want to build your major, go alone. Since you go out with me all the time, your major is being undermined.”

“How can you go around alone when you haven’t learned the seasons from Master yet?”

“What have you entrusted to me? Why are you looking for your seasons from me?”

Colonel Gand looked around for another resistance, but soon realized it was pointless.

This is because the resistances scattered in all directions were already corpses.

All that was left was me, the captain, and an old sapper. Oh, and also the mother and son who almost became hostages.

The captain shrugged his shoulders in the midst of the slaughter and spoke in a loud voice.

“Ego. Are you surprised? In fact, I am the Captain of Patraxion on vacation. I had personal business, so I went somewhere, so I hid my identity. Anyone dissatisfied?”

Of course, no one is going to step out. The captain and I shook our heads. At least we had a moderate attitude. The old sapper was so thrilled that he couldn’t breathe at the thought of facing a military legend.

The general turned to me and smiled.

“Hey brother. I ask again. Is a spear better or a gun better?”

I readily answered.

“It is definitely a window.”