Revenge of the Iron-Blooded Sword Hound - Chapter 18

Episode 18 Bare Teeth (1)

“Yes. Did you have any intentions?”

Hugo Les Baskerville.

He called Bikir straight from the library into the office.

Judging by the fact that he had left his schedule empty until the time Bikir came out and waited, he seemed to have high expectations.

Except for the first and second sons, it was the first time Vikir had seen him care so much about his children.

However, there is no reason to be excited or upset. Because Vikir in his previous life was as old as Hugo now.

“A little bit.”

“Hoo.”

Hugo’s bright eyes.

There’s no way I’ve gotten anything from the library the day after I entered it.

Most of the Baskervilles of their age are at the stage where they are just feeling mana, and they have not yet experienced proper combat.

In such a situation, what could an 8-year-old child feel after reading a high-ranking swordsman?

However, Hugo was looking at the son in front of him, who did not even know how many times he was born, with unprecedented anticipation, the source of which even he himself could not know.

“What did you feel and understand in the library?”

“It’s um… warm… pointy… sharp… soft… soft… something like that.”

“…”

Hugo rested his head on his hand for a moment.

A child’s answer is usually difficult to understand.

But is it the intuition of an unmanned person who has reached the state? Hugo suddenly understood something in Bikir’s disorganized list of words.

“……no way.”

Hugo shook his head weakly even after he muttered it.

Aura.

Proof that you have entered the world of swords in earnest.

A realm that ordinary swordsmen in the world cannot enter even until they die.

Even if iron-blooded swordsmen were the prodigies of Baskerville, they would have to train non-stop to reach a level that could only be reached by the age of 15.

That is the realm of ‘Sword Expert Beginner’.

Hugo frowned once more.

He is only an 8-year-old child. What are you expecting right now?

but. nevertheless.

Hugo couldn’t take his eyes off his son’s naked face in front of him.

perhaps.

The anticipation made Hugo impatient to open his mouth.

“…Can you show this father what it is?”

All the people of the Baskervilles are reluctant to reveal their true state to each other.

Even if it’s a parent child sibling relationship. It’s close to instinct.

That is why Hugo chose a cautious tone even when dealing with his 8-year-old son.

However, Hugo’s troubles were all too easily relieved by Vikir’s clear answer.

“Sure.”

* * *

The gymnasium of the Baskervilles.

In the center of this vast plain surrounded by countless people stands a single child.

Bikir is closing her eyes while holding a short sword that fits her body.

When Hugo said he was going to test Bikir’s level, many people flocked to the gymnasium to watch the scene.

“Is he the one who submerged for seven minutes in the River Styx?”

“I heard you strangled two poisonous snakes in the cradle.”

“I caught Cerberus during this practical evaluation.”

Surprisingly, Hugo did not block the gaze of the crowd of onlookers.

I just stare at Bikir in the middle of the gymnasium.

Asked Deacon Barrymore, who was standing next to Hugo.

“Housekeeper. How do you plan to test the young master’s skills?”

“…I’m thinking of having them deal with a suitable monster.”

Hugo was relentless even in the midst of this.

To solve a monster against an 8-year-old child.

yet. The monster that will be Bikir’s test opponent has arrived.

The monster the guardian knights brought was a large monster with green skin.

< Orc >

Hazard Level: C

Size: 2m

Discovery Site: Red and Black Mountains Lowlands

– A being designated as a pseudohuman species with a similar appearance and intelligence to humans.

They live in colonies with strong bodies and low intelligence and excellent fertility, and the risk is never lower than that of barbarians.

Oak. It is a monster with fighting power comparable to four or five normal adult males without weapons.

A being whose entire body is made up of loose muscles and possesses innate strong-bone immunity and resilience.

Captured alive by the Baskervilles, this orc was prepared to hate and hate the whole world, just as he had been a member of a warmongering tribe in the past.

People around began to mumble.

“Hmm. No matter how much an 8-year-old kid is an orc…

”

“Well, the Guardian Knights will come out if necessary.”

No matter how many members of IronBlood Sword and Baskerville, most of the responses said that they did not understand this match well.

“…”

However, Hugo proceeded with the match without saying anything.

yet.

…iron!

An orc released from the restraints was released into the middle of the gymnasium.

The orcs, who were pushed by the spears and swords of the guardian knights, headed towards the center while drooling with their teeth and gums exposed.

There stood Bikir with a sword.

[Kwaaaaaagh!]

The orc jumped at Bikir with both hands spread out.

An 8-year-old toddler who thought he could easily kill him and his carelessness.

However, Bikir ducked low to avoid the orc’s hands.

It was a very skillful move aimed at the difference in weight class and height.

“Hoo?”

Hugo’s eyes are young. The gaze of the other Baskervilles was the same.

but. Bikir linked the next movement right before the surprise around him had subsided.

Plenty!

He took the knife and did a backflip as it was.

Although he is an 8-year-old child, he weighs quite a bit.

The knife with Bikir’s full weight cut off one of the orc’s wrists.

[Whoa!?]

For a moment, the orc didn’t realize what had happened.

It was only natural that the opponent in front of him suddenly disappeared as if it were going to disappear, and even his wrists fell off.

However, before the orc realized this reality, the next reality struck harshly.

Vikir, who cut the orc’s wrists and escaped from under the groin, cut off the orc’s ankles as well.

thud!

By the time the orc realizes that his wrists have been cut off, his ankles have already been cut off and he has collapsed.

Silence flows around.

Everyone in the Baskervilles had their eyes wide open.

“…He’s 8 years old?”

“How’s that physical? What kind of veterans do you think?”

“Is that possible without raising mana? What did I do at that age…”

The number of people surrounding the gymnasium increases as time goes on.

Even the Guardian Knights and servants came and watched the plate grow.

but.

“…”

Only Hugo remains silent.

Of course, Bikir understood Hugo’s reaction.

‘It must be that I haven’t shown you what I learned from the library yet.’

Having just blown off the orc’s wrists and ankles is really just physical.

I haven’t even shown what I’ve learned from the library yet.

yet.

Bikir took a deep breath and lightly swung the knife.

About 4 kg. It’s quite a heavy shortsword for a child to hold, but when it’s in Vikir’s hand, it swings like foxtail.

That alone is surprising, but Bikir presented another astonishing performance.

…destroy!

The tip of the sword glows faintly.

Noticing the identity of the light, everyone in the Baskervilles gathered their mouths in amazement.

“Aura Blade!?”

A gaseous aura that symbolizes a sword expert.

That was the spooky light that was spreading from the tip of Bikir’s sword like a demon’s fire.

An aura red as if burning blood as firewood.

The symbol of the Baskerville family, the concentration of killing spirit.

Seeing this, the orc instinctively gets scared and backs away.

He tried to heal the wounds on his wrists and ankles with the unique skill of a monster called ‘Rapid Regeneration’.

< Gluttonous fly 'Baalzebub' > / Awl

-1 slot: Burn (Fire) -Cerberus (A+)

-2 slot: Bleeding (Output) -Hell Hound (B+)

-3 slot: High-speed regeneration -Norvegicus ( F)

Unfortunately, it was impossible because of the power of Baalzebub that dwells in Bikir’s body.

The Hellhound’s Bleeding skill overwhelms the Orc’s high-speed regeneration skill.

Now the orc will feel the mortal power of the hellhound’s teeth.

In general, even shallow and minor wounds that do not bleed will always draw blood over time, and bleeding lasts much longer than normal wounds.

If a wrist or an ankle had been amputated, there was no question.

Gulp… Gulp… Gulp…

The blood on the shortsword was slowly disappearing.

The shortsword imbued with the power of Baalzebub coveted the blood of the orc like a hungry ghost, and the orc, unable to resist, had to continue offering blood as tribute.

And in that situation.

Boouk!

Bikir’s sword was swung.

And all the people gathered in the gymnasium saw it.

A single ghastly fang emerging from the void.

Baskerville Type 1.

One ‘piercing fang’ was clearly exposed and deeply embedded in the nape of the orc’s neck.

Naturally, the orc stopped breathing at that moment.

With the pain of burning hell.

Bikir unfilteredly revealed the inaction that 15-year-olds from the Baskervilles would show.

Of course, there is no choice but to come out of the surroundings.

“Crazy. I didn’t even feel mana when I was eight.”

“At that time, I barely made a lump of mana on the palm of my hand.”

“That guy looks like a perfect beginner expert? Oh my God, is this possible?”

He was 8 years old when the youngest sword expert ever recorded was 14 years old.

The sword, where only geniuses gather, was unprecedented in Baskerville.

Deacon Barrymore said with a mixture of surprise and delight.

“…Congratulations, head of the family. A rare genius has appeared. The family’s prosperity.”

“……Um.”

Hugo nodded expressionlessly.

But Barrymore saw. The corner of Hugo’s mouth hidden under the mustache rises.

No matter how much you praise your child, it’s a law that can’t be lacking, so Barrymore added a little more while putting it off. “Isn’t it an orc that won’t be pushed back by force even if it competes with four or five adult males?

How could an 8-year-old kill such an orc so lightly?

butler.”

Hugo blocked Barrymore’s words as if he was embarrassed.

And with a slightly displeased expression, he opened his mouth.

“Looks like the Orcs are a bit strange.”

“yes?”

“Orcs are characterized by their excellent regenerative power, but that guy didn’t stop bleeding earlier. With a large amount of blood suddenly draining out, he inevitably becomes dull. Could Bikir’s sword have been coated with poison?”

“Ah, that can’t be the case. It’s a sword that the Guardian Knights checked and handed over. It’s just ordinary.”

“Hmm. Then the orc must have been very weak.”

Anyway, he’s a man who doesn’t know how to take compliments straight away.

Barrymore smiled lightly and shrugged his shoulders.

Well, anyway. It’s true that a rare genius appeared in the Baskervilles.

At the age of only 8 years old . A young warrior who has become a complete beginner sword expert in ..

Everyone, including Hugo, is quite surprised by this achievement.

“Wait a minute,”

Vikir grabs everyone’s attention.

Hugo stops turning and looks at Vikir.

Their eyes met,

and Bikir said in a calm voice,

“Is there anything bigger than an orc?”

He asked and went to the double.