Black Badger - Chapter 328



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328. Catching a Badger: Game Over

Hildebert made a small noise.

It wasn’t a sound of pain. It was more like a sound of recognizing something. Yoon saw Hildebert’s heart regenerating as he was hit with blood.

If you blow your head off, will it still regenerate like this?

My curiosity as a scholar was piqued.

It wasn’t a situation where I could confirm such a thing comfortably.

The golden eye rolled towards Yun.

“…Can you move your body~?”

“no.”

Hildebert stopped trying to stab Ricardo in the neck.

Instead, the opponent takes a step back to stab Yoon in the neck.

When Ricardo, now with both hands free, asked in a tired voice, Yoon answered coolly.

“My insides are all bursting.”

“Oh my… .”

“I think it will take 5 minutes for it to recover.”

If it had been an ordinary person, it would have been instant death.

The problem was that I was going to die whether my internal organs recovered or not. If I couldn’t avoid the needle stabbing my neck here, my enhanced body would have been useless for surviving Hildebert’s punch.

I can’t just die quietly.

Yoon aimed his gun at the needle Hildebert was holding.

Taang!

The saliva burst.

Hildebert’s hand, which was holding it, also burst, but it regenerated again.

Hildebert wasn’t surprised.

He bent down and grabbed Yoon’s neck with his bloody hands.

“ah.”

Yoon frowned.

“All kinds of things… .”

“Commander! Your Majesty’s throne!”

You’s shrill scream echoed through the chaotic place.

“Red-faced!”

Hildebert reacted.

Yoon saw Hildebert’s body twist at a speed he barely noticed. He saw his pupils dilate and his hands reflexively reach for his waist.

Hildebert froze, bending his back in the posture he would use when striking with his sword.

Muscles tense and taut, unlike when dealing with them.

Sharp eyes searched for the attacker.

Yoon and Ricardo held their breath and observed Hildebert, who had stopped moving.

“There’s nothing wrong.”

Hildebert muttered.

A yellow iris that gradually relaxes.

A calm, yet not completely off-guard voice tickled my ears.

“Did I miss something, sir?”

The golden eyes were still scanning the empty space.

The rumbling of the ground beneath his feet subsided slightly.

All the badgers held their breath.

You sat up from your seat.

“Yes, you’re missing out on a lot.”

Despite his grumbling, Hildebert didn’t look back at You.

“So please come to your senses now.”

“… My head hurts.”

Hildebert straightened his back.

The badgers’ eyes widened at the common language that came out of his mouth.

People stared at Hildebert, who was resting his head on his hand.

Hildebert grabbed his white hair with his right hand.

Cold sweat formed between his eyebrows.

“My head….”

Please come to your senses!

“What kind of headache is this…?”

Everyone in the sinkhole wished for the same wish.

Just open your eyes!

Hildebert furrowed his brow.

From that point on, people’s hopes were shattered. The man who had been standing with a proud expression lowered the hand that had been clutching his head and murmured.

“What did you feed me again?”

People’s bodies were stiff and tensed.

Even if not everyone could hear his muttering, the discomfort in his voice could not be missed.

“I’m sick of this… .”

“Hildebert.”

Yoon, who had recovered enough to move, called out his name.

Hildebert did not react.

Asil saw You and shouted.

“I don’t know what it is, but try that again!”

“Commander of the Knights!”

Youga pulled his head out and shouted.

“Sir Hildebert! The Emperor is summoned!”

It didn’t work.

The ground beneath Hildebert’s feet shook noisily. Ah. A soft sigh escaped You’s lips.

The golden eyes are out of focus again.

Ricardo and Yun, who had recovered their condition, were ready to put some distance between themselves as soon as Hildebert moved.

Still not moving from his seat….

Sophia shouted.

“Transfer your emotions!”

She stood on the opposite slope from Hildebert and aimed for Hildebert’s head.

Igor replied.

“You want me to go crazy and run wild? Non-consensual emotional transference is a crime!”

“Crime or not, we have to stop him from killing one of our own!”

“What if there is fear or pain mixed in there?”

The inspector responded in a firm tone.

“It is impossible to completely filter and send out your own emotions. If you are not able to discern between right and wrong, there is a high possibility that you will confuse the emotions you receive with your own!”

Hildebert turned his head.

His bright yellow eyes rolled around, looking at those nearby.

“If you mistake transferred fear for your own emotions, you will be in trouble!”

Kwaaang!

Hildebert struck the ground with his fist.

Boom! Boom! Kwaang! The ground caved in wherever the fist landed. The dirt shot up into the sky.

Ricardo and Yoon, who were in the spot where the fist struck, immediately dodged. They retreated towards the diagonal slope of Hildebert, holding their guns.

[Is the commander-in-chief coming because of the sword?]

Rescue team focused on running away while keeping distance between them.

Carl Doe’s voice came from the communicator.

Yoon answered, looking at Hildebert, who was turning his head and looking for a suitable weapon.

“There is a reason for that too.”

The man stroked the grenade with his left thumb.

He didn’t continue talking. He didn’t even bother to mention that Hildebert might react to the one he had accepted as his master. Asil Fisker and Ruta Ayer, who didn’t know the past, said, “Isn’t that too risky a gamble?” but he didn’t respond as expected.

I have neither the intention nor the capacity to explain.

Hildebert bends down and picks up what appears to be a sharp shard.

Yoon threw a grenade.

Kwakwaaang!

The pungent smell of explosion swept over me.

The sound of grenade fragments flying.

Sand dust rising and settling.

As the smoky air began to dissipate, a familiar voice came out of Yoon’s communicator.

[Arriving soon.]

It was Ye-Hyeon.

[Be prepared to retreat, as we will launch an aerial bombardment in case of an emergency.]

Yehyun came really quickly.

The ear-piercing sound of an aircraft seemed to cut across the sky, and at some point, Ye-Hyeon was standing at the end of the sinkhole. He was alone, and he had Hildebert’s sword on his waist. He had a shape-shifting weapon attached to his ear, and the weapon reflected light.

He arrived just as Ricardo, Yun, and Igor joined forces to break the weapon in Hildebert’s hand.

A time when three of the most powerful players were unable to inflict a single wound on their opponent.

“Stand close to the slope and surround them.”

Ye-Hyeon gave orders through the communicator.

“Leave the center empty.”

The badgers moved in unison.

Hildebert also recognized the emergence of a new person.

He didn’t chase after those who were moving away from him. Instead, he stood in the middle of the sinkhole, watching the man slide down the slope.

The left eye became completely reversed.

Golden eyes scanned the face of the man descending curiously to the bottom of the sinkhole.

Jin Silver also recognized Ye-Hyeon.

The deserted Badger was terrified.

“Hey, are you crazy?!”

With the help of Asil Fisker, the one leaning against the slope shouted loudly.

“Why is he here?!”

Yoon tried to shout at her to shut up, but stopped himself.

Because Ye-Hyeon, who had been sliding down the slope, stopped next to me.

Ye-Hyeon was mumbling something into the communicator without taking her eyes off Hildebert.

Soft instructions came to Yun, Ricardo, and Igor’s ears.

“All units retreat.”

The tone was not urgent.

“The goal has been achieved. Beware of the Black Knight’s pursuit.”

Black Knight is what the humans involved in this operation call Kyle.

It looks like Kyle is chasing after those who intruded into the base.

The answer that was supposed to be transmitted through the communicator was not heard. However, Ye-Hyeon’s order did not end there.

The commander-in-chief added, walking slowly toward the center.

“Send a medical helicopter to the abandoned minefield as quickly as possible.”

It was Igor who reacted.

“Why the artificial intelligence?”

“jack.”

Yehyun answered briefly.

And then he immediately changed the subject.

“You can’t win.”

Hildebert’s gaze was now fixed on the cold sword pointed at Ye-Hyeon.

“I might be able to stab them in. If that doesn’t work, we’ll all retreat and try to calm down on our own.”

“What will happen to the Commander if I fail?”

“I’ll leave it to you, Yoon.”

“All right.”

“article?”

Hildebert’s calm voice cut through the conversation.

Only three Titans and one human understood the Imperial language.

Everyone present felt a faint fear.

“Okay.”

The muttering was calm.

“I’ll deal with it.”

Ye-Hyeon unintentionally followed his words.

I took a step forward without hesitation and stood facing Hildebert straight in the eye.

Then, he looks at Ye-Hyeon with a faint smile.

Ye-Hyeon let out a deep breath as she looked at his blood-soaked cheeks and sharp eyes.

“I will go.”

I deliberately lowered my voice.

He added the title in a hard, angular voice.

“Instructor.”

Hildebert’s title at the time, which he had just found out by asking his father.

“Just as you told me.”

Yehyun kicked the ground and ran towards Hildebert.

To the one with bright yellow eyes who stands motionless in the center.

Holding the sword he had entrusted to me.

***

Why does that look like my sword?

I thought as I looked at the waist of the person approaching me.

Is this a practice sword modeled after my own?

I guessed with a cluttered mind. My mind was saturated. I tried to organize the thoughts that were rushing in as if a levee in my brain had collapsed.

Yesterday, I killed three hardliners.

I’ll have to check after training to see how their deaths were handled… .

Training human soldiers cannot continue for long.

Since I can’t teach you proper swordsmanship anyway…

Still, it’s fortunate that there are a few people among humans who follow along, even if only superficially.

I hope they never have to pick up a sword… .

Because we have to think realistically.

I don’t want to think about it, but.

The human holding the sword quickly closed the distance.

He ran with wide strides, his right hand gripping the hilt of his sword tightly.

The details are good, but the speed is a bit lacking.

I thought about this as I looked at the evil human face.

I should tell him to supplement that… .

Will Ray eventually side with Kyle?

If he never believed me, Ray would take up his sword to root out those who knew of our existence.

I wish we had enough power here to subdue him.

I wish I could deal with him in person.

In case that wasn’t possible, I had to teach humans at least a husk of my swordsmanship.

If I hand my sword over to the one who has learned it, I may be able to stop the mad humans from pressing the mutual destruction button.

So I gathered soldiers from each country who had a reputation for being skilled.

About three of them succeeded in imitating my swordsmanship.

Interest was one of those three.

The one with the most outstanding skills among the three.

“Lee Seung-hyun.”

I muttered to the one who was just approaching me.

“In this street, you have to bend down now-.”

I can dodge Ray’s sword….

There will be… .

…the length of the sword….

Ray’s sword….

… … .

…Ray’s sword?

Suddenly my memory became distorted.

Why am I teaching humans how to avoid Ray’s attacks?

why….

… … .

Why did Ray hesitate?

Phew

A moment of doubt.

A moment when countless memories came flooding back and a feeling of nausea welled up. A moment when I felt like my heart was strangely splitting apart.

A sharp pain ran through my body, enough to cover up the pain inside me.

It was a pain that woke up my clouded mind. A pain that sounded an alarm to my dulled senses.

I lowered my head to check the source of the pain and saw a familiar light.

The light emitted by the edge of my sword.

And the look from the one holding my sword.

Pain flashed in the eyes of the one who had plunged my sword into me.

There was guilt, sadness, determination, and a very small sense of pride.

I made eye contact with the child who was blankly giving me a complicated look.

Gentle eyes.

“…Ye-Hyeon.”

“Did I handle the sword as well as my father?”

The child muttered in a shaky voice.

“That’s fortunate.”