How to Live as a Knight After the Ending - Chapter 46
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Episode 46. The Barbarian Warrior (2)
Barbarian warrior.
It refers to the descendants of the giants who live in the northern continent covered in cold snow.
In the game, it is famous for being one of the eight births of a playable character.
“indeed.”
Ossian was convinced after seeing Balud’s physique.
The Barbarian Warrior was called one of the three close combat warriors along with the [Wandering Knight] and [Paladin].
It has the motto of a powerful one-shot deal, and is the strongest among melee characters.
It’s not for nothing that they say that if you want to see explosive damage, go for a long-range wizard, and for close combat, go for a barbarian.
It was also one of the characteristics of a barbarian warrior that Balud was able to pick up the axe he had dropped.
They know how to control mystical powers by carving runes into their weapons or bodies through “Rune Engraving.”
The most basic of these is the “Rune of Recovery” that is given to weapons.
It was a skill that returned a thrown weapon like a boomerang and caught it in one’s hand.
The damage inflicted by the returning weapon is also brutal.
When you first fight a barbarian, you will often die from damage to the back of your head that you don’t even realize is coming.
A technique that you can’t avoid if you don’t know it.
But Ossian, who was used to such things, was able to react immediately.
If the opponent handles the Rune of Recovery, then naturally they will be aiming for the back of your head.
“I thought you were strong. That’s to be expected if you’re a savage warrior.”
The expressions on the mafia members’ faces turned thoughtful as they heard Ossian’s muttering.
“Hey, how dare you say that in front of the director… …!”
Ossian asked, looking puzzled by the reaction.
“What’s wrong with calling a barbarian a barbarian?”
“Yes, there is a problem. A very big problem.”
It was Balud who answered those words.
He looked at Ossian with kind, sunken eyes.
The cold eyes, filled with the cold north wind, seemed ready to freeze anything they touched.
“I don’t particularly like my origins, so I try to be as neat and gentlemanly as possible.”
“That doesn’t sound like something someone would say while swinging an axe in both hands.”
“Even chopping is done in a gentlemanly manner. Without shouting, without making excessive movements, and with a quick and nimble cut-off. That is my aesthetic.”
Balud’s behavior was not befitting of a northern barbarian.
Most of the barbarians acted simply, with their upper bodies exposed and shouting loudly whenever they did something.
That was their tradition too.
But Balud wore a neat suit and always used formal language when speaking.
Considering his origins, it would be safe to say that he was in extreme opposition.
“Of course, even though I am a warrior, I do not like being called a barbarian. And even though they know my origins, no one ever uses that word in front of me. Do you know why?”
“Well, I don’t know.”
“Because everyone who said that is dead to me.”
A cold smile appeared on Balud’s face.
“But you just said the exact same thing.”
What was hidden in that chilling smile was madness beyond imagination.
Who would have thought that such a beast was writhing in the midst of his usual behavior?
But ironically, it was only in that appearance that Ossian realized that Balud was a proper savage warrior.
“Times have changed a lot. To think that we now live in an era where barbarian warriors wear suits and swing axes.”
It was just a little grumbling, but it really hit Balud on the right note.
Balud smiled faintly.
“You did it again.”
And then it disappeared from that spot like a mirage.
Ossian’s eyes rolled rapidly.
left?
No. It’s on the right.
As he thought that and raised his sword vertically, two axes struck the blade.
Boom!
The wind blew with a huge impact.
Ossian braced his arms. He intended to push away with force, not just endure it.
At that moment, a soft red light flowed out from the black tattoos on both of Balud’s forearms.
The power applied to Ossian’s sword has increased significantly.
this.
Ossian immediately gave up on the idea of ??fighting back and took a step back.
“Rune of Augmentation… … .”
It was a representative rune of the barbarian warrior, with the effect of temporarily greatly increasing physical abilities.
“You know a lot.”
Balud caught up with Ossian right away.
His movement speed was also much faster than before.
It’s probably because of the runes engraved under those trousers.
‘This time it’s the “Rune of Swiftness” that increases movement speed and attack speed.’
Kagagaga River!
Ossian retreats and Balud pursues him.
Meanwhile, the two people’s arms swung their weapons, creating afterimages, and countless flashes of light flashed in the air.
The members of the organization who had barely managed to pull themselves together could only watch the battle between the superhumans with their mouths open.
“What on earth is that person?”
“How can I fight on equal terms with a director who uses runes?”
The one they didn’t understand the most was Ossian.
At first I thought he was just a physically enhanced mutant who could swing a sword.
If Balud uses a rune, he’ll just die and disappear.
I thought he was a common troubleshooter in Tirna.
But in reality, the fight between the two was a close one, with neither side giving in.
No, rather, Ossian seemed more relaxed.
“Huh.”
At that moment, their movements stopped.
They entered into a contest of strength with their weapons facing each other.
Balud frowned.
Even though he used the “Rune of Augmentation” and the “Rune of Swiftness”, Ossian still wasn’t pushed back.
Rather, his movements became faster than before, as if he was gearing up for this.
“Is this not full power yet?”
If that’s the case, then that carelessness is what’s killing you.
Balud swallowed the words and used a different technique.
Damn it.
A white frost began to form on the blade of Balud’s axe.
A cold air blew in and steam formed on Balud’s lips.
The cold of the frost spread around and reached Ossian as well.
“The “Spirit of Cold”? Could it possibly be that it could use the power of frost?”
But the reaction was far from bewilderment.
Ossian saw right through Balud’s techniques so naturally.
And that destruction law too.
Kuung!
Ossian lifted his leg and stomped hard on the ground.
A storm-like wave swept through its center, pushing away the cold air hovering in the air in all directions.
Balud took two or three steps back and stared at Ossian with a look of disbelief.
“How on earth… … .”
Most opponents are confused when shown this technique, and die without being able to respond.
But Ossian was different.
It was the same when I was dodging the axe flying from behind, and it is the same now.
No matter what pattern Balud pulled out, he accepted it naturally and dealt with it calmly.
It was unbelievable.
“You. Were you from the Norse?”
“Did I look like that?”
No matter how you looked at Ossian, he seemed far removed from being a northerner.
There were no physical features that were characteristic of northerners.
“Otherwise, how… … .”
“I just know.”
No matter what Balud pulled out, Ossian was able to deal with it.
Of course, he fought countless barbarians while playing the game.
The barbarian warrior has the characteristic of not being stiff when attacked and pushing forward like a bulldozer.
As a result, it was one of the most preferred professions among users when engaging in PVP.
There, Ossian met countless barbarian users.
All broken.
It was said that Balud’s amazing abilities to others were just one of the elements that Ossian found tiresome.
‘Still, it’s surprising, this guy. Who knew he could use two Barbarian traits?’
There are three characteristics of a barbarian warrior.
[Rune Crow] who tattoos rune magic on his body.
[Frost Wolf], which grants cold and storm lightning powers to weapons.
And the last trait was [Frenzy Bear], which became stronger as health decreased and even had health absorption.
Balud was using two of the three traits.
This is an unusual level considering that NPCs can usually only use one trait.
But there were cases like that.
‘A hero-level NPC could do that.’
A hero-level NPC with significant weight and ability in the game.
Most of them were beings who had reached the peak of the traits they dealt with, but there were some who had acquired other traits as well.
Balud was one of them.
‘It’s nice to see you again, it reminds me of the time when we were playing games.’
In a world that has become so real and changed so much, it was quite enjoyable to find traces of the games I used to enjoy.
So Ossian found it extremely enjoyable even when Balud attacked him.
“Okay. What are you going to do now? Should I use “Roar of the Berserker”? “Call of the Stormhawk” would be good too. Or you can rush in using “Rune of the Undying”.
“How on earth did you… … .”
Balud was overcome with bewilderment as all sorts of secrets passed down to the tribe poured out from Ossian’s mouth.
Among them, there were quite a few names that have now been lost and only remain as legends.
Balud even forgot his murderous intent to kill Ossian, who had touched his sore spot.
It was that embarrassing.
Ossian asked, seeming puzzled by Balud’s reaction.
“What? Can’t it be that it can’t be used?”
“… … .”
“I see. Was he still a child?”
Balud bit his lip in response to the visibly disappointed reaction.
The moment his eyes began to turn bloodshot, he heard his subordinate’s desperate cry from behind.
“Hey, Director! This is a big problem!”
“What is it?”
The subordinate who had asked for the news approached Balud and whispered quietly in his ear.
Ossian watched the scene silently.
Upon hearing the news, Balud glanced at Ossian, then clicked his tongue and put the axe back into his waistband.
And he gestured to his subordinates.
The members of the organization who had been observing the situation moved in unison, shaking their bodies.
Anna Grunt, who had been watching the scene anxiously at the sudden change in atmosphere, also opened her eyes wide.
You’re stepping down? So suddenly?
Balud said to Ossian.
“You’re lucky.”
“what?”
“The plan has changed. We give up on the witch. Let’s take our leave.”
Ossian narrowed his eyes.
“You’re giving up so suddenly. There must be something.”
“I don’t think I need to tell you that.”
It was fortunate for Ossian that he had decided to step down on his own.
If we stall for time by fighting Balud here, the pursuers will catch up with us right away.
No. Maybe it was because I heard the news that I missed it.
But Balud is giving up all the prey he’s caught just because of a tracking party?
Ossian felt something strange.
It was because they gave up too easily, considering that they had brought this much force with them with the intention of fighting the Vatican of Petra.
Moreover, looking at the expression on Balud’s face as he retreated, he showed no signs of any attachment to the witch, Ena.
And what was even more surprising was that Balud and his men left behind a jeep that Ossian had been trying to steal.
“What, what is it? Those people. Why are they suddenly leaving? Why are they leaving the car behind? Are they telling us to get in and leave?”
“It looks like that.”
“Why on earth… … .”
“There’s no need to refuse what’s been given to you. Get on quickly. We’re getting out of here too.”
Ossian got into the vehicle with Ena.
I thought it was a good thing I got a Class 1 ordinary driver’s license in my previous life. At least I won’t be stuck here because I can’t drive.
So Ossian stepped on the accelerator and started the car.
I said this while feeling an indescribable sense of unease.
The vehicle left Sadnapal and raced across the plain.
Finding the way back wasn’t difficult. I just had to follow the railroad tracks as landmarks.
Contrary to fears, there were no pursuers and no signs of intruders.
“Are we okay?”
Anna asked with relief, but Ossian did not answer.
Rather, this thought of safety brought about even greater anxiety.
And the reason became clear quickly.
Ossian immediately applied the brakes.
Squeak!
When the car suddenly came to a sudden stop, Enna screamed as she almost hit her head on the windshield.
She looked back at Ossian with a look of what was going on, then closed her mouth.
“What on earth are you looking at… … .”
Anna also looked straight ahead and kept her mouth shut.
A golden field stretched out before them.
And in the center of the plain stood a man dressed in gray.
As if it had been waiting for this.
Beyond the pressed gray hood, I could sense an inert, emotionless gaze.
“Monster, monster… … .”
Enaga said in a trembling voice.