Night of the Soulless Heathens – 142



#142. Reader Route 1

“Hahahaha. You’re crazy.”

Elder Sebali burst into laughter as he watched Azadin challenge him.

“How dare you challenge an elder on a lower level subject!”

As Sebali’s sword swings a crimson trail flashes. In the storm the dark blade melts into the darkness and becomes invisible.

Azadin avoided clashing his sword with that of the other.

‘I’m confident in my strength but just looking at it I can tell that it’s a really strange sword. If you hit it carelessly it’ll cut you.’

Azadin wary of the sword the elder was swinging first threw the arrow in his bow like a dagger. However Sebali put his hand in front of his mouth and screamed.

“conflict!”

The arrow explodes in the air creating a terrifying roar over Azadin’s body.

“Ugh!”

As Azadin staggered from earache Sebali reached out to him.

“You fool! I came all the way here just to talk to you. Do you really think I’m doing this because I’m afraid of you?”

A crimson darkness stretched out from Sebali’s hand and aimed for Azadin. Azadin dodged the dark magic bullet and struck with his sword but at that moment his fingertips began to tingle. The mere contact with the magical power had reached Azadin’s hand.

“Die!”

Sebali confident of victory raised his sword and swung it at Azadin.

The magic he used was a powerful curse-type magic that would kill anyone who hit the ‘dark moon’ vital point of the Flower Bird and Moon and would briefly blind anyone who made contact with it.

However Azadin’s body had powerful magical powers and special vision that were completely different from others.

‘You think I’m blind. This is the new moon of the flower and bird world.’

Suddenly Azadin saw Sebali relax and swing his sword with ease. He deliberately waited and dodged by a width of paper swung his sword and counterattacked with a leaping kick.

-Pfft!

The sword was dodged but Azadin’s kick landed on Sebali’s face.

The attack came while he was retreating so he didn’t hit properly but Azadin’s power is very strong. He has the power to cut off a person’s nose with just a snap of his fingers and he has the power to break a person’s spine with a single kick and that was right in the face.

Elder Sebali rolled on the floor with his head down.

“Ugh!”

However Azadin did not let his guard down and immediately threw his sword. He held the sword like a javelin and threw it and it flew with terrifying force.

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“Ugh!”

A normal person would have lost consciousness and been shocked but Sebali got up as soon as he fell to the ground and swung his sword to block Azadin’s thrusts. Azadin’s sword was torn to pieces in the air.

“I see. It would have been dangerous if the swords had collided.”

Azadin drew his dagger and his curved sword. The curved sword was a weapon taken from the corpses of the Nagas during the Wendigo incident. The dagger was the Wendigo’s dagger.

“You bastard. How dare you!”

Sebali who had been hit by Azadin’s kick stood up with a trembling body. Blood was flowing from his nose his eyes were spinning and lightning was flashing inside his head.

Despite barely brushing past him as he stepped back the power of Azadin’s kick was not ordinary.

‘If I had been hit even an inch or a penny deeper I would have died instantly! This is beyond human strength! And my magic doesn’t work? Why is that?’

Azadin snickered as he saw Sebali getting angry.

“It’s been a long time since you left active duty so you’ve lost your sense of reality. Aren’t you letting your guard down?”

He is the elder of the Herald Clan a high-ranking member of the Etar Clan and the highest-ranking leader of the Korasaar Peddler Guild. He is of a higher status than Azadin but he rolled on the ground after being kicked by Azadin which is humiliating in itself.

But I feel like I’m going crazy with rage because Azadin is provoking me.

-The flowers birds wind and moon are like a spider on the ground!

Azadin taunted the elder with a sly look then immediately crouched low to the ground and charged towards Sebali.

‘You fool! You dare to fight me in person? No matter how injured I am!’

The elders of Aragasa are the ones who pass on the knowledge and skills of the Aragasa. They are the ones who pass on knowledge and skills in all areas including swordsmanship magic law politics covert operations etc.

That was the meaning of Elder Aragasa. The swordsmanship of Sebali a member of that elder group was already at the level of a master.

But Sebali chose a clash of strength over swordsmanship.

Having been hit by Azadin’s kick Azadin must have believed in his own strength and pushed forward with his sword. However Sebali’s magic sword is currently capable of breaking ordinary steel swords like corn stalks.

‘It seems like you’re rushing in with confidence in your strength but it’s actually welcomed!’

Sebali focused his power on his magic sword and swept forward in a large stroke to cut down Azadin whole.

As he watched Azadin take his weapon to Sebali’s sword Sebali was certain of victory.

however….

-Kang!

Azadin first aimed the Wendigo’s dagger at Sebali’s sword then supported the dagger with his curved sword and fended off Sebali’s attack.

The Wendigo Dagger that Azadin holds is a sacred item of the Wendigo a being from the Nether and it cannot be destroyed by anything in this world.

The sword created by Sebali’s magic easily cut through the material swords but the Wendigo’s dagger held its own against Sebali’s magic sword.

“Huh?!”

Elder Sebali was horrified at what had happened to him.

His own magic sword should have cut through Azadin’s sword and cut off his torso.

However the Wendigo’s dagger was a Nether artifact that could not be broken by magic or force and in trying to slice Azadin apart with too much force he ended up getting too close to him.

-Pfft!

Azadin’s low kick hit Sebali’s thigh. At that moment Sebali’s body spun around in the air.

As he experienced the world turning upside down Sebal unconsciously covered his head. He fell to the ground with his elbows first and rolled on the ground.

Then came the excruciating pain. It felt more like being hit by a moving carriage than being kicked by a person.

‘My thigh! My muscles are torn and my bones are broken! What a kick! It feels like I got hit by a Warhammer!’

Sebali who did not live up to his name as the elder of Aragasa maintained his balance in that situation and unconsciously placed his hands on the ground and held his head upright.

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The combat ability honed over many years is activated on its own like the instincts of a living creature even in situations where consciousness seems to be on the verge of flight.

But Azadin is also an Aragatha. He knew very well how an elder of Aragatha would react in this situation.

-Wedge!

Azadin’s curved sword is in pursuit.

In a hurry Sebal barely managed to avoid the blow by supporting himself with his hands on the ground and using only the strength of his hands.

Dodging Azadin’s sword with such acrobatics while suffering from a serious injury that included a torn leg muscle is truly a feat worthy of being called the elder of the Herald Clan.

But the game was already over. Not only was his leg muscle torn but his thigh bone was also broken.

The shock is transmitted to the head again causing Sebali to feel dizzy as his eyes shake and blood pours out of his nose like rain making it difficult for him to breathe.

‘Oh my god. To this little brat?!’

It was extremely unfair for Elder Sebali. He still had many swordsmanship and magic skills that he had yet to demonstrate and his injuries had piled up too much.

In the first place I shouldn’t have engaged in close combat with this guy. I should have kept my distance and fought him with magic and archery.

A mistake I would never have made if I had known this guy possessed such monstrous strength!

I couldn’t accept defeat here.

My pride cannot tolerate the fact that the elder of Aragasa was defeated by a mere low-ranking messenger and by someone who had been eliminated during the selection process.

“This guy!”

Sebali put his hand to his mouth to scream again but Azadin’s curved sword tried to cut off his hand.

Sebali had no choice but to pull his hand away to dodge and as his legs were suddenly moved while still intact he was unable to support himself and rolled on the ground again.

“Elder Sebali. The match is decided. Will you surrender? Or will you die here?”

Azadin’s cold murderous intent and curved sword were aimed at Sebali’s neck.

Just then a flash of lightning outside the window cast long shadows over Azadin and Sebali.

And after the lightning disappeared the shadow of one more person appeared in the lighthouse.

-Kurururung.

The thunderclap followed the lightning and shook the heavens and the earth.

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-Clap clap clap….

The newly appeared shadow applauded Azadin.

“That’s amazing.”

A young woman was standing leaning against the window.

“You who were famous for being a loser could possibly defeat the elder? Is that the power of the Hwajopungwol Kazas? Now I understand why Arael insists on bringing you to his side?”

“Is it Zenith?”

Azadin frowned.

“It’s been a long time Azadin. You’ve changed so much since you were a child. When I was a child I thought you were an ugly monster but now you’re so charming. Wow now that you’ve lost all your fluff you look more like Arael. You’re so charming that I can tolerate the lack of eyes.”

Zenith was two years older than Azadin but joined the training late and trained at the same time as Azadin.

Even back then she was already famous for her beautiful appearance but now Janice had grown into a beauty with long slightly curly brown hair and a voluptuous body. She exuded an unbelievable sultry aura that was unbelievable for her age and many people became her captives.

“hmm.”

And of course there was a man who watched and sometimes sympathized with Azadin’s abuse and contempt.

Azadin picked up an arrow and threw it like a dagger piercing Sebali’s arm as he fell to the ground.

“Ugh!”

“You’d better stop. Are you planning on killing the elder?”

“This is the only way to prevent him from using magic. Fortunately I have someone on my side who knows how to use healing magic so if I treat him right away he won’t die.”

“Is that so?”

Zenith snapped her fingers.

“Hey Captain.”

Scott’s urgent voice came from the mouse in Azadin’s bag.

“We’re surrounded! And the enemy is….”

The next moment the mouse shuddered and died. The spell had been broken.

“….”

“Okay. We have a hostage?”

“Elder Sebali’s life is more important to you?”

“Oh don’t brag Azadin. You’re not the kind of person who would abandon your comrades are you? Or are you that disgusting?”

“aversion?”

“Are you going to fight against us even to the point of killing your comrades who trusted you and followed you for the sake of the people of Hybris?”

“I’ve lost contact with my colleagues but it won’t be easy to subdue them right? You can’t assume they’ve become your hostages under these circumstances.”

“Ahaha. You think so? Your servants are from the Ethar clan right? But what do you think would happen if a higher-ranking member of the Ethar clan gave the order?”

“Is this Zion Etar?”

“Oops. Did I say something?”

“I thought that was a possibility when contact was lost. This is truly amazing. Arael. How did you control all these people?”

Azadin smiled bitterly.

I understand that Arael’s ambition has moved the hearts of many Aragasa. However it is a tyranny that seeks to trample on other tribes and rule everything. It is a tyranny that does not care how many people are killed in the process.

It’s amazing that this is getting such a lot of attention within the Aragasa tribe….

‘I might turn the entire Aragasa into my enemy.’