Chapter 65: – The First Letter (65)

༺ The First Letter (65) ༻

There was a flash as the hatchet in my hand ruthlessly traced a silver trajectory through the air. It was a simple but brilliant movement that maximized the element of surprise.

Senior Olmar looked somewhat taken aback by the sudden attack, but as expected, his responded swiftly.

He snatched one of the flying hatchets out of the air as he brought it down with a powerful slam. Although there was a hint of hesitation in his movement which weakened his strike, he was still able to defend himself.

It probably took his all to parry my attack just by grabbing the nearest weapon in the path of my hatchet.

Bang!

There was a terrifying collision as Senior Elsie stood beside me with her mouth agape in panic.

Her sapphire eyes bore into mine, as if asking what the hell I was doing.

‘Are you crazy?’ seemed to be what she was asking through her stare.

However, a confrontation was the only way to determine superiority in hatchet competition. Merely juggling hatchets wasn’t an accurate demonstration of skill.

Senior Olmar boasted a strong body that could bring out every bit of strength his muscles could muster. The fact that his blow stung while his arm remained steady was proof that my strike had been largely ineffective.

If I was inferior in strength, there was only one option open to me – to take him off-guard.

Since my first blow must have already made Senior Olmar lose his cool, I continued to unleash a barrage of attacks.

Clang, Clang!

My senses sharpened with each flying spark from clashing metal. After a few rounds, I stopped my offensive when Senior Olmar put his hand on his secondary hatchet.

Just as I expected, he striked with his second hatchet. I sidestepped the blow and successfully evaded it.

The sharp sound of the air being torn apart by his hatchet pierced my ears. Just the sound of it was enough to send chills down my spine. If I had allowed myself to get hit by that, I would definitely be crawling on the ground.