Chapter 907 - Giant vs Beastkin
Cypress reacted to Enkrid's daring charge.
If left alone, the enemy knights would surround the three of them, and he couldn't just stand by and watch that happen.
"Lien, Ingis."
At his call, crimson cloaks fluttered.
These two were also proud members of the knight order and possessors of heaven-sent talent.
"Yes."
"Going."
Simultaneously with their answers, the two took off.
There was no hesitation.
Even if they died here today, that was what they wished for.
Ingis charged toward the black-skinned knight holding a club, while Lien searched for the bastard who had been running his mouth about whether to dodge or not from behind the faceless black knights earlier.
"I'll finish quickly and join you, so don't overdo it."
Lien said just before parting ways.
Lien was a knight who knew how to fight.
Meaning he had the talent to find his opponent at a glance.
"Yes."
Ingis was steadfast.
His specialty was enduring and fighting.
If he bought time, Lien would clear the rest and switch opponents.
That was the picture Lien painted.
"Hey!"
Lien ran straight forward and shouted.
Along with his shout, Lien's intimidation materialized into a boulder falling from above, striking the enemy.
"Hmm."
Naturally, instead of being crushed by the intimidation, the enemy knight slipped to the side.
With blond hair and round eyes, he had an impression that easily won anyone's favor.
He had been trying to target the openings of the three including Enkrid, but stopped sensing Lien's approach.
Starting with the movement of these two, each found their opponent.
Naturally, it became a form where they each took on one person to fight.
"Quit—playing—a—round!"
Among them, the Giant's shout was the loudest.
Not only was it ringing the entire battlefield, but some soldiers were surprised and covered their ears or groaned.
The Giant stamped the ground and jumped upward.
It was clearly a marvelous sight.
A Giant's body is extremely heavy.
That is why they have monstrous strength.
Without that much strength, moving that hard and heavy body would be impossible.
Due to such racial characteristics, Giants rarely floated in the air.
It was hard to lift that body, and the impact upon landing would be several times more than other races.
They aren't called the Tribe of the Earth for no reason.
Due to their body structure, they are closer to the earth than even dwarves.
But now, a body two heads taller than an average Giant soared into the sky and fell.
Perhaps due to the unique weight, falling to the ground was faster than soaring upward.
Boom!
It looked like a rock several times larger than a human body had fallen.
The ground vibrated and dust scattered.
The ground caved in deeply centering on where he fell.
A pit was created instantly.
He was kneeling on one knee, holding two clubs that thickened toward the ends in both hands.
A dizzying size and appearance.
And in front of the Giant who unsparingly revealed violence, a beastkin with pure white hair blocked the way.
"My eardrums are gonna burst. You bastard."
Dunbakel held her scimitar and stood with her weight on one leg, lifting her head.
Even though the Giant was kneeling, his eye level was higher than hers.
He was a bastard too big even for being big.
'If Audin dealt with him, it would have been fun.'
Since the body of the one nicknamed Bear Beastkin would have looked like a child.
A body vastly large even among Giants.
"Smelly. Thing neither beast nor human."
The Giant said.
Just speaking was a voice loud enough to vibrate the whole body.
It felt like wind was hitting the body.
If this bastard shouted the start of the fight instead of the trumpeter, eardrums of some soldiers would have burst.
"Hey. Your smell is worse, bastard."
Dunbakel said while grabbing her nose.
As their eyes met, the momentum changed fiercely.
Just eyes meeting seemed to spark fire.
Action came from the Giant first.
The club swallowed sound and fell above Dunbakel's head.
A speed hard to imagine looking at the size.
From Dunbakel's perspective, it looked like some stone pillar was smashing her.
She jumped back to dodge.
That distance was over ten steps in walking count.
The thigh muscles of Dunbakel who retreated swelled.
Simultaneously, white fur covered her body.
It was her beastkin transformation.
Her grown fangs and face changed like that of a beast.
The ratio of the beast transformation was distinctly higher than ordinary beastkin.
Boom!
The stone pillar the Giant held smashed the ground, leaving a deep trace.
Whether knight or whatever, once hit, it would be hard to remain intact.
A few soldiers watching clicked their tongues.
A monster among monsters popped out.
Everyone's heart tightened in tension.
Naturally, Dunbakel's heart also tightened.
She was like that in the past, like that when she went to the East, and same now.
'Don't want to die.'
She has a lot of fear.
Did the Eastern King Anu say one exerts courage only when knowing fear?
If recklessness is rushing without knowing anything, courage is stepping forward even while knowing.
'Then just don't get hit.'
Dunbakel utilized even the survival instinct inside her for battle.
That was what she learned, mastered, and realized while traveling to the East.
"My name is Haramut!"
Just before the Giant shouted and ran forward, Dunbakel returned in front of the Giant first.
"Shut up a bit."
At the approaching beastkin's words, the Giant swung the club held in his left hand horizontally.
Kwaaa!
Strong wind rose where the club passed.
Stones the size of fists were blown away by that wind and flew in all directions.
Dunbakel dodged that again by jumping backward.
Same as before.
Widening the distance greatly, rendering the attack range itself useless.
The Giant intended to smash with the club held in his right hand if the beastkin bowed her head up and down to dodge, but couldn't even attempt it.
The Lion Beastkin covered in white fur all over had already retreated far away.
She jumped a few times in her spot and said.
"It's been too long, so I can't control my strength. Understand."
"What are you saying?"
The Giant said and wrapped Will around his whole body.
Among knightly arts, if Assimilation was learned from fairies and Intimidation from observing monsters' killing intent, Iron Skin started as their technique.
Giants refine Will in parts of their body to use and call it 'Fury'.
An art used based on rage.
The nickname Red-Blooded Demon Beast wasn't attached to Giants for no reason.
Haramut released the reins of instinct flowing in his blood.
His eyes were dyed red in an instant.
Rage close to madness paralyzed his reason.
"Everyone dies."
The Giant burst his will based on rage.
Fury seeped into his whole body making the body harder than ever.
Tang!
Dunbakel's scimitar, looking like a white line, grazed that forearm, but only a faint red line remained on the Giant's forearm.
Not even a scratch was made.
"Use—less!"
The Giant shouted.
That shout rang loudly in all directions.
"I said you are noisy."
Dunbakel's voice started from far away and ended right in front of the Giant's nose.
The Giant closed his eyes hurriedly.
Because he saw a dot stabbing aiming for his eyes just then.
That dot was blocked by the eyelid.
Simultaneously, the Giant swung the hand holding the club, but since Dunbakel had already retreated far back before anyone knew, it became a futile gesture.
"This damn beastkin bitch?"
The Giant burst more rage, but it was useless.
Dunbakel escaped his attack range every time.
Her beastkin transformation was different from before.
Thighs became vastly thicker.
Simultaneously, what she was doing now was hunting utilizing beastkin characteristics.
'Flowing in my body is the blood of a natural-born hunter.'
Sense of smell is a helper assisting that.
Dunbakel did so because she knew what she could do.
The Giant was slower in action than ordinary knights, and Dunbakel was the natural enemy of such people.
She is fast.
Did Fel say the guy he dealt with previously was calling himself the Fastest?
'Talking nonsense.'
In the East, there are knights faster than her too.
Anyway, her way of using space was different.
If fighting running to her heart's content on such wide ground, the Giant could absolutely never catch her.
Hit and run.
Repeating and repeating again, the Giant also used various means.
Pretending to fall to show an opening on purpose and using deception consecutively.
"Bullshitting. Really."
Only hearing biting criticism.
Dunbakel's usual sparring partners are Enkrid and The Madmen Knights.
Comparing to them, the Giant's deception was similar to a child's prank.
"Whatever you do, you can't pierce my skin."
In an unexpected situation, the Giant also curled his body.
Entered endurance mode.
As if waiting, Dunbakel retreated back and lowered her posture.
'Power is proportional to speed.'
A simple proposition.
"What good is that massive body if you don't put it to use?"
This was words the Eastern King Anu lived with on his lips.
With hit and run hunting, power isn't carried in a single blow.
Only, she was a natural-born hunter, but also a knight.
Retreating back, she puts strength into the foot stepping on the ground and concentrates.
The art shown now was created in the East and completed after returning.
Pants wrapping the swollen thighs burst.
Leg muscles swell to absurd thickness.
From calves to thighs, not lagging behind even comparing to Audin, becoming thicker than him.
An optical illusion occurred as if Dunbakel's body was digging halfway into the ground.
She gathered strength as is, gathered more, then burst it.
Long to say in words, but the process itself was simple and short.
Since retreating back and striking forward was all.
Only the power carried in that simple movement changed.
Ppeok!
Dunbakel put strength into the hand holding the scimitar and ran holding her right wrist with her left hand fixing up to the elbow.
Jjeong!
Her scimitar broke.
The broken blade flew spinning hwik-hwik.
Then the Giant dropped the club held in his left hand and clutched his neck with his own hand.
"Geureuk, you."
On his neck, the wound left by the broken scimitar was vivid.
Neck half cut, blood flowed between his fingers.
The Giant felt unfair not having fought properly.
Wasn't it an opponent who retreated far, approached to slash, then retreated again.
Let alone competing in strength, he couldn't even exchange blows properly.
The Giant who knelt on one knee kung searched for the beastkin with his head half bowed.
She was already far away.
Dunbakel also stopped catching her breath and looked at the Giant.
She didn't look like having any thought of coming close.
No carelessness.
The Giant burst in frustration.
If she was within reach even now, he would have poured out all remaining strength and burst that beastkin's head.
"Kkeua!"
In a last struggle, the Giant rushed at Dunbakel.
Where he passed, blood flowed continuin.
Dunbakel stood in a place separated from the allied unit on purpose.
And didn't wait for the Giant to approach but jumped to dodge.
Not long after, the Giant's body, having bled excessively, lay down using the ground as a bed.
Kung.
Along with the sound of it, blood flowed without stopping and pooled under his body.
"I won."
Dunbakel said nonchalantly.
It was natural for her.
Of course, this result wasn't natural to everyone.
First, most of the watching allied soldiers opened their mouths.
Although they knew she was a member of The Madmen Knights, was she such a skilled person?
Just a beastkin who got beaten a few times every day by the guy named Rem.
She also kept spouting nonsense ceaselessly.
Toppling the Giant without injury was sufficient to imprint fear on everyone.
The Great Emperor's eyebrows twitched.
"Is what I'm seeing correct?"
Words came out naturally.
The adjutant attached to his side also had nothing to say.
'What are those things?'
Guys who overcame a Beelrog's fragment fell like fallen leaves in autumn wind, and a Giant couldn't handle a single beastkin, got beaten unilaterally, and died.
Even though the Giant Haramut was a guy discussed as the strongest among the Southern Giant tribes.
Cannot win in every battle.
But shouldn't one be able to match to some extent?
What was seen now was too unilateral a fight.
"If my eyes aren't wrong, they won, right?"
At the Great Emperor's words, one adjutant nodded his head.
"Yes, that is correct."
Voice where emotion wasn't felt.
The Great Emperor's fist struck that adjutant's head.
Head burst and blood and brain matter scattered in the air.
"Why?"
Hard to hide absurdity.
But would he show such appearance in front of everyone as a King.
"They prepared better."
Ppeok! Udeudeuk.
The second adjutant's neck snapped.
"Right, looks like that."
The Great Emperor composed his mind with two vents of anger.
If they prepared that well, he would have to pour what remains too.
Although it makes his stomach ache, situation became like this so couldn't be helped.
At least it's fortunate that the remaining knight is going to kill the guy named Ingis of the Crimson Cloak.
Beharli would also be relatively advantageous.
"There is no defeat for the Lihin-Stetten Knights."
The Great Emperor said extending his hand.
Heat lingering in that hand warmed the air creating heat haze.
"Make those who surrender kneel and kill all who resist."
He said.
Absurdity is absurdity, and there is no shaking for the King of a nation here.
Since showing such a weightless appearance is not suitable for a King.
***
"Can't I clench my fists and jump in joy here?"
Actually Krang was saying so though.
"No."
The Captain of the Royal Guard's words.
It wasn't just because of the King's dignity.
"This is already a position easy to target. It is an established fact that if that line is pierced, I will die first before Your Majesty, but if you are anxious to kill me, you may draw the enemy's attention as much as you like."
"You became more eloquent before I knew it."
"Serving Your Majesty, my eloquence improved."
"My fault?"
"It means it's thanks to Your Majesty."
In a fight between knights, it is difficult for an ordinary person to grasp the battle situation, but knowing which side is superior was easy.
'Allies are superior.'
But doesn't mean there would be no sacrifice at all.
Seemed Sir Ingis would be that first sacrifice.
If there are no hands to help him right now, it looked like it would happen.
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