Offer a Tribute and Become an Archmage - Chapter 230



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Episode 230.

While Ronobe was starting the battle.

Nass and Benny, who were parachuting, had some difficulties.

Although Ronobe had basic knowledge about parachutes, for Naswa and Beni, parachutes were a new thing they had never seen before.

It was difficult to understand why something like this, falling from the sky, would stop the fall, and it was also difficult to control it.

It would have been easier if I had been alone, but it was even easier because there were two of us.

“Lord Nas! Pull it like this!”

“No! You have to pull here…”

“No way! You have to pull here to go to the right!”

“No, it’s stuck to my hand…”

And one thing that Ronobe overlooked.

The cloth made of water-soaked thread was so sticky that it was even used as a trap. When I put it in Benny and Nasu’s hands, they couldn’t easily take it off even if they wanted to.

“As expected, the magic of the lord is amazing…”

“Wait a minute, it’s getting more tangled! Ouch!”

“Ugh!”

“I, I exist too. Know that! Ugh!”

Ronobe’s parachute soon reached the ground and got caught on a tree branch in the north, causing Benny, Nasu, and Ropin to land entangled together.

“Lord Nas! Cut this!”

“Because the posture doesn’t come out well…”

Moreover, since Ronobe had fed it a lot of soul offerings when making it, it was tough and difficult to cut even with Nasu’s power.

It was like he had done some serious trolling and left, and Benny, Nas, and Lopin had to go through some trouble because of it.

“This is a big problem.”

Because orcs started to approach them one by one.

“One, two, three, four arms! Four! It’s the one who killed the Red Bone Warrior!!”

“Summon the Blue Hand Warrior, Kiba-sama! The Warrior’s enemy is here!!”

It was a part where anyone could tell that things were going to be fucked up.

“Madam, can you move?”

“Just one arm.”

“Coincidentally, that’s the case for me too.”

Other weapons are hanging on his back. He cannot take out the greatsword or the axe. However, he is holding the axe of Conan that Ronobe gave him, but it is covered in dirt because he failed to cut the water-soaked thread.

“What about Sir Lopin?”

“I can draw my sword, but it’s hard to move my body…”

Lopin couldn’t move easily because Nas was carrying him. The three of them were entangled in a single water-soaked thread, unable to do anything. Furthermore, they couldn’t escape because they were entangled in a tree.

In a situation where you can’t go anywhere.

thud.

A giant orc appeared.

“…”

“…”

Blue-handed orc warrior.

It was Kiba. He frowned as he looked at the tangled group.

“Didn’t you say it had four arms? It has three heads and eight arms.”

“They look like one, but they’re different. Something… seems to be tangled up in the thread. This is my chance for revenge.”

“Oh, I see.”

Boom! Boom!

The orc stomped his foot.

But Kiba shook his head.

There is no duel in this world that kills an enemy who cannot resist.

“Rakaku’s revenge must be sacred. Release them. Only a noble duel will send Rakaku’s spirit to the forest.”

At Kiva’s command, orc warriors with axes approached to cut the thread. However, the adhesive strength of the thread was so great that the orcs’ axes were taken away instead.

“The thread never breaks!”

“Sil took my axe!!”

Even the orcs were groaning because they couldn’t cut the thread. Of course, even Nass and Beni couldn’t cut the thread, so how could the orcs cut it?

The sluggish situation continued.

The orcs wondered how they could break this tough thread.

“Just burn it for a bit.”

“That’s right! Let’s burn it! It’s sticky, and if it burns, the thread will break!”

“Then won’t that guy die too?”

“If you die by being burned to death, you are not a warrior!”

“right!”

He gave an absurd answer.

Unlike orcs, humans die when burned, even if they are knights. They start by blocking their airways due to smoke, and eventually die. Unlike orcs, their skin is also weak and cannot withstand even a small amount of fire. Nass and Lopin may not know, but Benny is a woman. There is no way she can face her husband with burn marks from the fire.

“Madam.”

“What is it, Sir Nas?”

“When I give you the signal, please move your body away from me as much as possible.”

“What are you going to do?”

“I will cut off your arm.”

“yes?”

If you cut off the two entangled arms, Nas can free himself.

Then Benny won’t get burned.

“Even if I cut off my arm, there will still be two left. After that, I will have to ask my lord again. That is the only way to survive.”

“You can’t do that. My husband worked hard to build this body. Lord Nas. Respect your body. Your body is not yours alone.”

“But your body is much more important than mine.”

“Even so… I can’t tolerate that. There must be a way.”

Nas felt a little comforted by Benny’s words, but his resolve was not shaken.

“thank you.”

“Lord Nas!”

Nas’s arm, holding Conan’s axe, rose. It seemed as if he was trying to cut off the right arm in one fell swoop.

And that was when it happened.

Something fell from the sky.

bang-!!

A blizzard blew.

“Ugh…”

The person who fell and created a large hole was a barbarian with all kinds of tattoos on his body.

The face looked familiar.

“Hatar.”

He was a young Barbarian warrior named Hathar, who had been urging Ronobe to prove his respect.

“Ugh, I fell. Who would have thought that even my brilliant mind would fail to land…”

Hathar stood up unsteadily, his long hair swaying. Between his bulging muscles and his thick long hair that swayed like a curtain, Hathar’s eyes caught sight of an orc.

“Hattaar, descendant of the wise giants, knows without anyone saying. Orcs and women bound by strings. You were going to have a good time. Sorry. For the interruption!”

If there was a misunderstanding, it seemed like it was a serious misunderstanding.

“Hatar! The axe of Conan is in the hands of Lord Nas. My husband has shown you proof! Now it is time for you to show your respect!”

“Huh! Conan’s axe… Respect? Am I supposed to help too? Got it. I’ll help.”

Hathar unbuttoned his trousers.

“No! That’s not it! Orcs are our enemies!”

“Ah. No need to say more. Hathar is a descendant of wise giants. My wise mind analyzes it in one breath. Okay, I’ve seen through it all! Kill him! Orc!”

“…”

Even the orcs were speechless at Hathar’s wisdom.

But one of the orcs shouted.

“That kid is stupid.”

That was when.

Hathar’s fist moved.

Kwak! Boom!

‘fast.’

Contrary to his foolish speech, Hathar’s fists were lightning fast. In an instant, the tattoos on his entire body flashed and he crushed the orc warrior’s head.

Just a simple punch.

“Hatar. You are wise. Looking at your head splitting open by my fist, you are the fool. So… what was it? Bok?”

“It’s an orc.”

“The wise Hathar thinks. The little bird that pulled out Conan’s axe. I am recognized by the little bird. Home, gone. A new home, the land where the axe will land. That is up to the little bird. But… the little bird. Pulled out the axe and grew old. It seems like I will die soon.”

Hathar was sad.

It was probably something he said to Lopin.

“Lopin is not your lord. Hathar.”

Nas corrected this.

Hathar was startled.

“The tongue, the wise Hathar, knew.”

I never knew.

Regardless, the great warrior Kiba held an axe in both hands.

“I’ve heard of them. They are descendants of the giants who live on the snowy mountains. They are called barbarians. They are said to grow stronger the more powerful the person they defeat. Who was the strongest enemy you’ve ever faced?”

Hathar answered Kiba’s question with a sly smile.

“I haven’t met you yet.”

“It is an honor.”

At the same time, Hathar’s fist and Kiba’s axe collided. Kkwaang-!! A sound that could never have been thought of as a fist and an axe colliding was heard. The two, slightly surprised by each other’s strength, soon smiled brightly and launched indiscriminate attacks.

“Hahaha! You’re strong!”

“You too!”

Hathar thrust both hands into the ground as the scenery turned into a wasteland in an instant.

“Overturn the table!”

Kwakwagwang-! The frozen ground shattered in an instant and flew into the sky. Hatar punched them all and sent them flying towards Kiba. Despite being a large man, Kiba was quite agile. He dodged all of Hatar’s attacks and swung his twin axes.

Whirl, swish! Boom!

The strength of the two is equal.

In terms of speed, Hatar was ahead, but in terms of technique, Kiba was surprisingly one step ahead. Beni watched the battle between the two without blinking, to the point where tears were flowing. It was a rare match between strong men. Watching the life-and-death struggles of strong men was more helpful than hundreds of training sessions.

Especially for Benny who has good eyesight.

“I think I can start moving soon.”

While Hatar was fighting the Great Warrior.

Nas realized that the water-soaked thread was drying up and freezing due to the dry environment and cold of the north. It was still hard to tear, but it was easier to move than before.

“That battle is disadvantageous to Hatar.”

Benny also nodded. Hathar has no weapon. He needs a weapon. And in Nas’s hands, there is a weapon used by a being who went from being a barbarian to a god.

“I will do my best.”

Kkuddeuk!

Veins stood out all over Nas’ body.

At the same time, he moved his arm to cut the thread and tore the thread tangled around Conan’s axe-holding hand.

He threw the axe as soon as he tore it off.

“Hatar!”

Whirlyrick, chuck!

I got an axe.

“It’s a good axe!”

“oh.”

It wasn’t Hatar. Unfortunately, the axe was held by Kiba, not Hatar. At the same time, Kiba’s swing, holding Conan’s axe, fell to split Hatar’s head. Hatar laughed.

“A wise Hathar knows that weapons are meant for the weak.”

In the first place, Hatar had no intention of picking up the axe. Kiba’s expression crumpled. He felt ashamed of himself for no reason. However, he could not pick up the axe that fell so powerfully from Conan now. Despite the enormous pressure, Hatar extended his fist.

Stronger, faster.

“Conan has thrown away his axe. The wise Hathar knows why.”

A trained fist can even split an axe.

“Splitting the table.”

The tattoos on Hathar’s entire body move to his fist. The red-hot fist changes bizarrely and collides with Conan’s axe.

Jjaeng-!!

With a deafening roar.

Bam!

The axe split. Whoa-!! The wind pressure caused snowflakes to scatter. As the scattered snow settled on the ground again.

Kuung.

The massive Kiba knelt down. There was a huge hole in his chest. Hathar’s hands were covered in blood. But his smile was as pure as ever.

“You are strong. This fist forever. I will engrave you.”

Kiba, the blue-handed warrior, laughed pleasantly at Hathar’s words.

“I wanted to fight you, the one who killed Rakak. It’s too bad… Really. It’s really too bad.”

Kiba lowered his head and took his last breath.

“Kekekeke.”

Soon, Hathar was also destroyed.

It was because of the aftermath of the battle.

The orcs, who had lost their champion, rushed forward, not knowing what to do. Nass immediately struck down the orcs rushing towards Hathar.

There were a lot of them, but it didn’t matter.

“Hahahahaha!”

Boom, boom! Barbarians kept falling from the sky. I never dreamed that such a foolish figure could be so strong.

*

Before Hatar defeats Kiba.

The moment the Imperial Knight, Slad of the Muddy Water, used the scroll, Ronobe, as if he had been waiting, gathered his Golhonyu to create an all-round shield, and he transformed into a gray bear and put his soul into it to strengthen his hide. Although it may not be obvious to others, Ronobe had been badly injured when fighting Imperial Knights before.

It is because of the existence of scrolls.

‘I thought you’d write.’

I figured he’d try to get a one-hit kill with the scroll, but of course I didn’t expect it to be a lightning strike.

“after.”

With a single lightning strike, the Golhonyu were almost completely destroyed. It was a much more powerful magic than I had thought. Even if Golhonyu was destroyed, it would usually recover on its own over time or be absorbed by another Golhonyu, but since there was no such thing, I could sense how powerful the magic was. However, Ronobe had prepared, and Golhonyu reduced most of the damage, so there was no major damage.

“Damn it! This is a scam! This is a scam!”

“Oh, right. Right. Even if you cry like that, the result is the same.”

Although he said that, Ronobe did not approach rashly. He used the plague protozoa to paralyze its body with its fangs, and after tearing at its flesh with his bone-splitting ability to make sure there were no more scrolls left, he dropped from the sky and trampled on it.

“You arrogant bastard! Do you think a mere knight can defeat Lord Ronobe?”

And then I met Panirg.

“What does fall mean?”

“The witch of the fall. I am Federica…”

In front of Ronobe, Panirg was kneeling with two of his eyes missing, which he had pulled out himself. Around him, there were three monsters made of torn eyeballs, and it was obvious what was happening just by looking at them.

Even if Ronobe loses his eyesight, his sense of smell and hearing are still keen, so it doesn’t really matter. In the first place, even if he didn’t move, the mosquitoes and hornets would neutralize the Panirg on their own. Since the Panirg itself doesn’t have much killing power anyway, he struggled quite a bit, but it was within the palm of Ronobe’s hand.

“Why did you guys come?”

“She called me. She said she had to kill that brat…”

Ronobega hit Panirg on the head.

“Ugh!”

“You know I’m not asking that. Tell me before my wolf heart howls. Or I’ll tear you to pieces like this cub.”

Lonobe growled as he stomped on Panirg’s shoulder.

“Northern Margrave. Is she the Witch of the Fall or something?”

Panir nodded his head reluctantly.

‘Federica, the witch of the fall.’

The culprit behind everything has been revealed.

All that remains is to eliminate the culprit.

Grabbing Panirg by the collar, Ronob asked.

“Where is the Witch of Fall?”

Ronobé’s hands transform into the sharp claws of a werewolf.

Panirg shivered and answered.

“Enhide… is there.”

Ronobe’s eyes narrowed.

The final destination is Enhide.

That was it.

Enhide [1]