How to Live as a Knight After the Ending - Chapter 65
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Episode 65. Tangled Flow (2)
Crunch!
Bola’s head smashed into the solid ground and sank deep.
Spiderweb-like cracks appeared on the floor, centered around the head that had been struck.
The sight of him with his head buried in the floor as if he was doing a handstand, despite being a huge man with a muscular body that was burdensome, was somewhat odd.
Sisters Krua and Attila, who were about to tell Ossian that it was dangerous, glared at the sight before them.
Only Orleia nodded and said, ‘Still, this is understandable.’
“Bola, in one blow?”
The difference in weight class is a difference, but as you can see from his appearance, Bola is a monster that focuses on great strength and close combat.
Even though Bola let his guard down, the fact that he grabbed Bola’s head and pinned him to the floor in that moment showed that Ossian’s physical abilities were no less than Bola’s.
“It’s too bland for such a talkative tone.”
Ossian gently removed his hand from his face, shook his wrist, and muttered as if it was nothing.
If we were to rank the weight of the fight, the sisters Krua and Attila were more difficult to deal with.
At this point, when I thought it was over, Croix, who was still stuck on the window sill, shouted.
“Watch out! He hasn’t fallen yet!”
As soon as Croa finished speaking, the Bola that was upside down on the floor started moving.
After firmly planting both feet on the ground, I pulled the head out with my waist.
“I guess I misunderstood. That blow just now was quite spicy. Fixer.”
Bola stroked his chin with his hand, his eyes shining with vicious hostility.
“Even though you say you let your guard down, I can’t remember how long it’s been since I’ve been so easily fooled. I don’t know how to repay you, but from now on, I’ll tear you to pieces with all my might.”
Bola roughly threw off the overcoat of the suit he was wearing and began to exert strength in his entire body.
Croix, who was watching the scene, bit his lips tightly.
‘I happened to touch Bola halfway through and ended up provoking her!’
Bola is a notorious murderer and slayer who tore more than 100 people alive.
His past, in which he slaughtered a small rural village in the outskirts, was a serious enough incident to make the front page of the newspapers at the time.
According to testimony, everyone, regardless of age or gender, died, and the scene was literally filled with blood and corpses.
The crime was quickly discovered, and Bola went on to commit murders before being captured.
Before he was taken to Uluaz Prison, a reporter asked Bola:
Why did you kill all the people living in the rural village? What kind of grudge did you have with them?
What Bola said at that time was quite famous.
– No grudge? There is no such thing. Those guys who first saw me smiled and handed me soup. That’s the only reason.
It is said that the people at the scene were speechless when they heard those words.
It’s not like they were hostile to him, and he killed all the people who approached him warmly with a smile just because he found them annoying.
Bola was that kind of person.
However, the reason that Bola has not been executed yet and is still alive is because his value is quite high.
“Look!”
Bola’s body gradually grew larger.
His originally large body was covered in brown fur, his snout grew longer, and sharp claws grew on his sturdy hands.
Ossian’s head, which had been staring at Bola, slowly turned upward.
Bola, who had suddenly transformed into a giant bear, revealed his sharp teeth.
“Suin Tribe?”
The form that Bola showed was very similar to the beast transformation used by the Suin tribe.
But Ossian soon realized that this was not the case.
There have never been instances where using beast transformation would result in one’s size growing several times larger.
The beast-like transformation of the water race that Ossian saw in the game was because the human and beast forms were mixed half and half, and the body shape did not change much.
“Are you a mutant?”
“Wow. You really have an eye for detail.”
Bola was not a mermaid, but a human, and a mutant at that.
His ability as a mutant is to literally transform into a beast like a mermaid.
As your body grows, your strength, stamina, and endurance all increase rapidly, and your thick hide allows you to easily deflect bullets.
“And this is also possible!”
A bluish aura formed in Bola’s hands.
Ossian watched closely, wondering if that was also one of Bola’s mutant abilities.
“What are you doing! Get out of here!”
Croix shouted as he saw Bola swing his arms.
Ossian tried to block the attack, but the eerie feeling on his skin made him kick the ground and fall back.
Bola’s arm sliced ??through the air, the solid ground cracking along its path.
Even though Bola’s claws hadn’t even touched it, the traces were just from the sheer pressure of the wind.
A blue aura remained like an afterimage following the trajectory of the swinging hand.
Ossian looked back at Croix and asked with his eyes.
What the heck is that?
“Bola is a mutant and a mana user! Close combat with him is dangerous!”
Mana user?
For a moment, Ossian wondered what it was, then realized that it was one of the things he had learned while working on various projects recently.
‘Mana User. This case didn’t exist in the original game.’
The only professions that use mana in the game are wizards and warlocks.
Most playable characters have a blue MP gauge, but that doesn’t mean they only drain mana.
In the case of paladins and priests, it could be considered divine power, and in the case of barbarians, it could be the power of their ancestors or the power of cold.
The same was true of the wandering knight Ossian.
The power that a knight wields is called an aura, and the aura that Ossian wields is the deepest and purest of all the auras, the power of the sky.
At least, there was no setting in the game that any profession other than wizards and warlocks could handle mana.
‘The world has changed, and the number of people who can handle mana has increased, so this must be a change that has followed.’
Bola swung her arms again.
This time, an attack coming down from above.
Ossian quickly moved to the side to evade the attack.
The ground split with a thud as Bola’s bear paw struck it.
In the past, if you knew how to handle mana, you were considered to have the qualities to become a wizard and would have become a wizard’s disciple.
But in this day and age, the number of those who handle mana has increased. If you add a little bit of lying, it will become overflowing.
It’s a thing of the past that handling mana was synonymous with being a wizard.
Moreover, a magician in this era had to be able to handle mana, have extensive knowledge and understanding of advanced magic, and have excellent memory and brains.
The talent to implement magic was a given.
What if you know how to manipulate mana, but don’t know how to use magic?
That was the current ‘Mana User’.
Even without magic, the pure power of mana itself made them stronger than ordinary people.
Strengthening the body, increasing muscle strength, maximizing reaction speed and agility, and other effects.
Ossian thought that it was similar to the aura the knights dealt with.
Of course, it was a completely different force.
Because Aura was much more pure and destructive than the power that only uses that kind of shell.
“You’re just evading like a loach!”
Bola continued to swing his arms at Ossian, and Ossian concentrated on dodging.
Even approaching was not easy, as the grip that could tear through steel pressed against the wide space.
The pressure of his large body and his appearance, which had turned him into a ferocious bear, also played a part.
Ossian, who had been avoiding Bola’s attacks and continuously retreating, was soon backed up against the wall.
“There is nowhere to run anymore!”
Bola swung his forelegs at Ossian, feeling elated at having finally succeeded in chasing his prey.
“First, I’ll cut off that arm of yours that hit my head!”
The moment the front paw filled with blue mana was about to touch Ossian’s arm.
Flash!
Starlight descended upon the earth.
A flash of powerful heat shot up, and an arm was severed and spun around in the air.
Kuung!
What fell to the ground, kicking up dust, was Bola’s left arm, covered in coarse brown fur.
“Kuaaaah!”
Bola’s screams that followed spread far and wide across the clearing.
Red blood flowed down the cut section below the forearm.
“What the hell did you just do?”
I wasn’t really surprised when I got slammed to the floor by Ossian. That was something that could happen when I let my guard down.
But it was different when my left hand flew off like it did now.
He used his mutant ability, beast transformation, and also wrapped both hands in magic power.
It was possible to suppress the magic fired by a three-star wizard with this magical power and the power of a mutant.
But the starlight gleaming from Ossian’s sword was completely different.
“What on earth is that power! How can it penetrate my magic without resistance?”
The Holy Light Sword wielded by Ossian is a blend of Bola’s magical powers, thick hide, tough fur, tough muscles, and steel-hard bones.
He cut through all of it smoothly, without any resistance.
Are you saying that a sword as small as a toothpick is stronger than the power you possess?
Bola didn’t want to admit that fact.
“Kwaaak!”
Bola rolled his eyes and swung his good right arm.
Ossian watched the scene carefully and swung his Holy Light Sword at the right moment when the arm approached.
Crunch!
A flame of mixed white and light blue drawn in the air.
Bola’s right arm was cut off from the shoulder blade up this time and rolled around on the floor.
“oh my god.”
Croix, who had barely managed to pull out the spear, stared blankly at the sight while stopping the bleeding from his wound.
Against that Bola, a monster that was both a mana user and a mutant, Ossian had an advantage, if not an overwhelming one.
‘I said I would fight that thing and capture it?’
Realizing how absurdly he had been picking a fight with his opponent, Croix was grateful that he was still alive.
“Kuuuuuuuu!”
Bola, who had both arms cut off, backed away like a coward, which was unusual for his huge size.
Ossian walked slowly towards Bola.
His actions as he walked along were defenseless, but the starlight blazing from the sword he held in his right hand was completely different.
Bola, who had been continuously backing away, this time lost his way and ended up hitting his back against the wall.
“Ugh!”
Bola trembled in fear, then opened her mouth wide as Ossian approached.
A bluish magical energy formed inside the bear’s mouth, full of sharp teeth.
“asleep!”
What came out with the scream was a roar filled with magical power.
If hit at close range, it had the power to crush even an armored person on the spot.
but,
“It’s comfortable when you just stick your head in.”
Crunch.
The Holy Light Sword lightly sliced ??the magic roar in half and swept across Bola’s neck.
Bola’s eyes became cloudy and dilated, and his head was cut off with a slash, rolling on the floor.
The bear’s headless body fell to the ground with a thud, its mutations being reversed.
All that was left was the corpse of Bola, who had been human.
After dealing with Bola, Ossian wanted to leave with Orlea.
At that moment, Ossian’s intuition rang an alarm bell.
Choaack!
A pure white cloak spread out behind Ossian’s back and wrapped around his body like a cocoon.
It was then that a light flashed on the roof of a nearby building.
Kwaarrung!
Lightning struck the clear sky with a flash of lightning.
A tremendous storm of electric charge struck the nebula.
Lightning didn’t strike just once.
Twice. Three times. Four times.
The lightning streaking across the atmosphere seemed unwilling to stop until it had completely destroyed this pure white egg.
Princess Orlea opened her eyes wide.
Because, as far as she could remember, there weren’t many people who could use lightning magic to that degree.
“Oh, my princess, what on earth are you doing in a place like this?”
As expected.
As Princess Orlean, a person she never wanted to meet appeared in the alley.
The Marquis de Dubuie, who was stroking his mustache next to the wizard, smiled bitterly at the Princess of Orlean.
“You ran away to such a dirty and dangerous place. If the princess’s body gets injured, wouldn’t it be a national loss?”
“Marquis Dubuie… … .”
Orlea called his name in a trembling voice.
Debussy no longer even wore a mask of pretense towards Orléa.
“Anyway, you’re really good at making people suffer. You should have let them go when you could have let them go without any pain. How many of those people around you have to die just to save one thing for you?”
“I, I… … .”
“If I had the opportunity to devote my miserable life to my country, I should have died with a happy face and a smile.”
Contempt and ridicule flashed in the eyes of the Marquis de Dubuie as he glared at the Princess of Orléas.
“Didn’t your nanny teach you to do that before she died?”
“… … !”
Orlea opened her eyes wide.
Even though Orleia was at the bottom of the line of succession to the throne and had no supporters around her, there was one person who gave her faith.
Her nanny who took care of her since childhood.
But the nanny was beheaded on the guillotine.
It was because of the suspicion that he was trying to murder Princess Orlea, whom he served.
Of course, it was a lie. A nanny who cared for Orleia would never have done such a thing.
“What? You didn’t know that yet? Hahaha. This is really it. You learned one good thing before you died. Well, just think of it as a gift.”
Orlea bit her lip.
More miserable than the mockery of the Marquis de Dubuie was the fact that he could not even get angry at his words.
‘If it weren’t for me, would the nanny have survived?’
It’s not just the nanny.
Ossian, who took up the sword to save his own life, would not have died either.
Because of me.
Because I was just trying to survive.
“I should have died.”
Tears flowed down Orlea’s cheeks.
Debuye, who saw Orlea completely broken, spoke to the wizard directly under his command.
“What are you doing? Don’t finish it quickly.”
The wizard continued to strike Ossian with lightning.
I kept urging him to use magic, as if I was just playing around with it, but the reaction I got was unexpected.
“Hey. What are you doing?”
Only then did the Marquis de Dubuie notice that the magician’s face was covered in cold sweat.
As if the target wasn’t dead yet.
Rather, it’s as if he’s feeling impatient because his magic power, which he uses, is slowly running out.
no way?
The Marquis de Dubuie’s gaze turned to the pure white cocoon that wrapped Ossian’s body.
The lightning stopped.
The wizard gasped, took a blue potion from the pouch on his waist, and tried to drink it.
At that moment, the pure white thread of the gochi was released and Ossian inside was revealed.
Crunch.
The sound of metal clanking echoes with each step.
Hururuk.
Although it was broad daylight, a pure white light enveloped the alley where little sunlight entered.
It was a knight you would see in a fairy tale, wearing a full body armor made of pure white flames.
The princess appears at the moment of crisis and saves you.
I’m talking about the Knight of Starlight.
Inside the helmet that completely covered his face, Ossian’s eyes shone with clear light.
[Starlight Armor]
FULL ARMOR.
“Are you guys the last ones? No, I guess there’s no need to argue about that.”
The light inside the helmet burned brightly.
“I’ll finish it all.”